~K~

Emma's hair shines in the rays of the sun setting over the water, as the golden brown locks sway in the wind. She's beautiful and continues to capture me under her spell.

My brain is on overdrive. I couldn't stop thinking about our day together. When I picked up my phone and texted her, I told myself it was wrong. I told myself to stop. But I didn't listen. My fingers had a mind of their own.

It's not fair to her. But, I need more. I want more of her.

I run my hand along my jaw, as I watch her sip her wine. Oh, the things I want to do to her...

We sit outside on the restaurant's patio as we watch the sunset. We spent the day walking around Providence, window shopping and telling stories. Soon, we'll head over to the river that flows through the downtown part of the city. They're doing a Waterfire event tonight and I'm excited to take her. Waterfire is a unique show where they light bonfires along the river; as the air fills with the delicious scent of wood fire soft music plays. It's been popular for a while, the event growing each year. Afterwards, I want to bring her back to my apartment and fuck her until neither one of us can walk.

I've never had sex like that before, so hot and raw, and God how she tasted. The sweetest temptation right there on my tongue. My cock thickens at the thought of the night ahead. She confessed to me earlier she's not too experienced when it comes to sex and I offered to be her teacher. Hell, what's better to teach than sex?

"Knox? You want a refill?" Her voice stirs me from my thoughts as I see Emma and the waitress looking at me curiously.

"Nah, I'm good, thanks." I wave my hand. Emma grins at me.

"What's up for the rest of the evening?" She asks, taking a sip of her soda.

"Well, I was hoping this beautiful woman I've been spending the day with would like to go see Waterfire with me."

Emma squeals in delight. "Oh! Waterfire! I love that! I've only gone a couple of times before, but would love to go again! I had no idea they were lighting them tonight."

Her excitement is contagious and I can't help but smile back, "It's pretty cool, isn't it? Let's get the hell out of here then."

I pay the bill and we head out, deciding to leave the truck there and walk down to the event. It's only about a ten-minute walk.

"So, tell me about this motorcycle you have?"

I chuckle. "It's a hobby of mine. I enjoy riding in the nice weather. Have you ever ridden before?" I don't tell many people about my secret pastime. My mother likes to ignore it.

"No, but I'd love to." She throws me a wink and I can't help it, it's been too long since I've tasted her. I pull her to me as I crush her body against mine. I bring my lips to hers and I kiss her with all I've got. The need for her overwhelms me. A few people walk by, shouting things like get a room, but I don't care.

Emma doesn't seem to care either, her intensity matches my own as we continue to kiss. I back us into a dark alley between buildings, pressing her against the wall, shielding her body with my own. My hands travel the length of her body, and once I find the end of her dress, I dip inside, feeling her soft, supple thighs, the heat coming from her middle. I groan, needing to be inside her.

"I also like to play guitar." I tell her when we break apart. "Music is one of my all-time favorite things." Emma smiles at me as she nods in agreement.

"I'm a lover of music, too. Especially rock." She grins and I kiss her hand, the excitement contagious.

"Rock is my favorite, too. I do have confession, though."

Emma gazes at me, a small smile playing on her lips, "Oh yeah? What's that?"

"I'm kind of a nerd."

Emma bursts out laughing and I pull her close to me, rustling her hair. "What's so funny?"

"Nothing, nothing. I love nerds." My heart melts when those words slip from her mouth. Easy Knox, easy. No hearts involved, remember? You can do this. It's only sex. That's all you need. And, maybe some good company.

"What? You do?" I wrap my arms around her as I breathe in the scent from her hair.

"Mmm, I do," I hear her say. "I also love smutty books. A guilty pleasure."

"You'd love my sister, Jane, then. She writes them." I unwrap myself from her and pull her out of the dark alley.

"What? Really?" Emma's mouth drops open as she almost trips on the sidewalk.

"Easy there, don't fall. She's not famous yet. But, her books seem to be taking off."

"Who does she write under?"

"Write under?"

"Yes, like her pen name? Or, does she use her real name?"

"Beats the hell out of me."

Emma taps my arm as she laughs. "Find out for me. I'd love to check her out."

I grab her hand and wrap it in mine. "Be careful who you're hitting. I may have to punish you."

Emma's laugh carries through the air and I can't help the swell of emotions.

You're in trouble, man. Deep trouble.

* * *

I don't know what's hotter. The air outside or the woman next to me. I can't tear my eyes away. Her laughter is like a drug as it filters through me and drags me down into a haze.

We barely watched the Waterfire event, both of us laughing and whispering like two teenagers in love.

Now the night is ending and I'm desperate to have my way with her. When we reach the truck, she catches my eye and wiggles her eyebrows. Her tongue darts out and she licks her top lip. Her ruby red lips shine in the evening glow of the moon. My cock thickens at the sight of her mouth.

"What's on your mind?" I ask her as I hit the key fob.

"Oh, you know..." She trails off.

"I think I do know." I wink at her.

I open the truck door and never break eye contact as she slides inside, her dress lifting higher than it needs to. I chuckle as I swallow the moan in my throat. I'm ready to fuck her in my truck. Right now.

I shut her door and hurry to my side. Once in, I start the engine and turn the air conditioning on in the truck. Is it just me or is it a hundred degrees in here?

Emma leans over as she brings her mouth to my ear and runs her tongue along the edge. I shiver, my cock now fully hard. Her hand moves over my bulge and I sigh, my eyes becoming half slits. Goddamn... this woman...

Her mouth and tongue continue to lick my ear, nipping my lobe, as she moves down my jaw line. One hand continues to rub my cock over my pants as her fingers slide up and down the length through the fabric. Her other hand snakes up my shirt, her hot little fingertips running over my abs.

Emma's mouth now connects with mine and it's all I can do not to throw her in the backseat and ravish her. Instead, I let her stay in control, let her take the lead as the kiss is soft, slow, gentle. Her hand continues to massage my cock, the pressure of her fingers increasing, as I grow harder by the second, my pants becoming increasingly strained.

The other hand moves down my shirt, as she deepens the kiss, our tongues warring with one another, and I hear my zipper open. Emma swallows my moans as her hand slips inside and her warmth spreads through the cotton fabric of my boxer briefs.

I grind my hands into the seat. The need to hold to something grips at me as my fingers claw at the fabric. The tips of her fingers slip inside the elastic waist band and she fans them across my stomach. Her hot skin touches mine and I jump at the connection, the tingles in full force.

She breaks our kiss with a smile.

"Fuck," I mutter as I watch Emma move her head down to my lap, her hands now working on springing my cock free.

I gasp as her luscious red mouth wraps around my cock, her tongue swirling around the tip. A deep groan vibrates in my throat which only spurs her on, as she licks up and down the entire length, circling around and around the tip with her tongue. She then slides her mouth down at the same time as she sucks, lifting off the top gently and then back down.

My head falls back against the headrest, my hands grasping her head, as she sucks me hard, up and down, over and over again. My eyes roll back and my mind goes numb.

The air is thick and heavy with desire. Our hot breath fogs the windows. Waves of pleasure roll through me and I know I'm close. Using my hands on her head, I grip her hair and help guide her up and down. As I fuck her face with my hips, her moans get swallowed up by my cock, and she continues to take it, sucking harder, faster.

I crash down as I cum. It spills into her mouth and she swallows it down.

Fuck that's hot.

"Shit, Emma," I whisper as I look at her, her swollen lips, her flushed face, her matted sweaty hair.

Fuck. That was intense.

Emma straightens herself in the seat as she fixes her dress and smooths down her hair. "I've always wanted to give road head." She winks at me and grins.

Shit, she's cute.

"Well, anytime you're feeling generous, I'm game."

She bursts into laughter, throwing me an innocent look, "I'm a very good girl."

I can't help but smirk. "Oh, really? I'm all about corrupting good girls. So let's go get more corrupted."

* * *

When we get back to my place, we christen the entire place. We both strip our clothes off in less than ten seconds, shoes and shirts flying every which way. We land on the couch and Emma's gorgeous body rides my cock up and down. I was hard before we got home and Emma didn't hesitate to jump on me.

We end up in the kitchen to get a drink, both of us unable to keep our hands to ourselves, and I lift her onto the kitchen counter. I spread her gorgeous long legs and wrap them around my waist as I plunge inside, my desire for her insatiable.

This time it's long and slow as we savor each other. Emma wraps her entire body around mine as she pulls me closer to her, and I pump in and out. My mouth trails over her face and when I land on her mouth, I suck on her bottom lip.

When we are spent, I carry her to my bed, where I lay her down and feast on her body. I take my time. Her soft curves, her long legs, her perfect set of tits with the tiny pink nipples I can't stop licking.

Starting with her neck, I lick, suck, and taste every inch of her as I move down lower. When I reach her tits, I suck on each nipple, tasting, exploring, nipping as I go between the two. Emma's breathing picks up, her back arching off the bed.

I run my nose and mouth down her stomach, nuzzling as I go, and as I reach her lower stomach, she sucks in a sharp breath.

When I reach her pussy, I spread her legs apart, and bury my face in between.

Emma cries out as the tip of my tongue dips into her. I lick up and down, along her seam.

Her hands grip my head; her fingers pull at my hair.

My cock is hard yet again. I sit up as I keep Emma's legs around my shoulders, my tongue still enjoying. Her back and ass lift off the bed and I wrap one arm around her underside to keep her steady while my other hand strokes my cock up and down. I groan in pleasure as I continue to suck and lick my way through her pussy. Seconds later, she cums hard on my mouth.

I lay her down on the bed before she can utter a word. Her breaths come in short, quick spurts as she rides out her orgasm. Without a moment's pause, I grab her hips, lifting her to me as she cries out my name, and I push deep inside her in one swift second.

I pause and take her in. The sweaty hair, the glowing skin.

I lean down and rest my weight on my arms above her shoulders. I bring my mouth to hers as I begin to move in and out.

We don't fuck. I can't think about what it is but this isn't fucking. It's something more. Something deep. Something it shouldn't be.

I push the thoughts away and ride into another orgasm with her, our mouths mere inches apart as we breathe each other in. I rest my head against hers and close my eyes.

I have no words. No words to describe what just happened.

As we fall to the bed hours later, spent from fucking each other's brains out all night, the last thing I see is Emma's beautiful face next to mine as we drift to sleep.