Promises Fulfilled
“Finally, some time to ourselves,” Emily says, flopping onto my bed. We’ve had brutal back to back cases leaving us no time together. Emily has been completely consumed by work and she desperately needed a way to release the tension that has been building.
I stare at Emily, watching her chest rise and fall. I still can’t believe she is mine. Her beauty takes my breath away. “So, whatcha wanna do?” I ask with an evil glint in my eye.
Emily sits up, her eyes blowing black with lust. “I believe you have a promise to fulfill, Y/N.” I smirk and walk over to my bedside table where I keep my vibrators and strap-ons.
“What are you comfortable with?” I ask. Emily looks through my drawer at the different sizes of dildos. She picks a purple six inch with quite some girth. I pull it out of the drawer, along with the strap and sit it on the bed. Emily sits on the side of the bed and I jump on her lap.
Our lips meet in a fiery passion, the tension from not being able to touch dissipates. My hand wanders all over Emily’s body, taking in the softness of her skin and the curves of her hips. I pull her shirt over her head, breaking our kiss for just a moment, exposing her black bra. I miss my way down her neck and to the tops of her breasts. I suck a spot of her tit, leaving a mark I know she’ll savor tomorrow.
Her hands run through my hair, sending chills down my body, wetness pooling in my panties. Emily reaches down and pulls my shirt off. “No bra, you naughty girl,” Emily says lowly, rubbing her fingers over my hard nipples. I throw my head back in pleasure. “Grind into me,” Emily instructs, lifting me up and sitting me above one thigh. Her strength adds to my arousal. I grind into her, our jeans creating friction, sending pulses of pleasure through my core.
“Fuck,” I moan as Emily sucks on my pulse point.
“I love when you unravel for me, Y/N.” I brace onto her shoulders, my orgasm approaching me quickly. “Cum for me, baby.” I increase my pace, Emily guiding me with her hands on my hips, gripping strong enough to leave bruises. My orgasm rips through me, my body trembling as the pleasure consumes me. I moan loudly, stilling my hips. “No, not yet,” Emily demands, moving my hips.
“No, too much,” I utter through moans.
“You can do it. Give me another.” A second orgasm starts to build before I’ve come down completely.
“Fuck,” I scream, happy we don’t have to worry about the team possibly overheating us. My clit tingles with sensitivity.
“You dirty little girl,” Emily says at my pants. At her words, pleasure shoots to my core, a second orgasm racking my body. I shake violently, Emily holding onto me. I soak through my underwear and jeans, wetness spreading on Emily’s jeans as well. “Fuck, that’s my good girl.”
I smash my lips onto hers, grounding myself as my breathing returns to normal. I quickly stand up, unsteady on my shaking legs, and pull Emily’s pants and underwear off. Her arousal glistens on her core. My breath hitches at the sight, still not used to the beauty that Emily is.
I run two fingers through her folds, gathering her arousal on my fingers. I admire the glistening sheen in the light, then pop the fingers into my mouth, appreciating the salty sweet taste of her. I moan, enjoying her natural flavor. Emily whimpers at the sight of me. I drop to my knees, unable to wait another second.
I lick through her folds, immediately finding her clit. She moans in pleasure, wrapping her fingers in my hair and guiding my head. I suck her clit, gently grazing it with my teeth. She jumps at the sensation. “Fuck, Y/N. You’re so good at this.”
I pull back at her words, wanting to leave her on edge as much as possible. I get up, slipping the rest of my clothes off. I pull the strap up to my waist, securing it tightly. I slide the dildo in place as Emily watches me intently, biting her lip.
I run the dildo through her folds, tapping her clit gently. She jerks at the sensation, a whimper leaving her lips. Once the dildo is lubed with Emily’s arousal, I slowly slide into her, giving her plenty of time to adjust. She moans as the dildo disappears inside of her, Emily’s eyes falling back in her head. “Fuck,” Emily moans.
“Are you ok?” I ask, knowing she’s never done this before.
“Yes, please move,” Emily moans breathlessly. I pull out and push back in slowly, not wanting to overwhelm her, knowing I’ve already made her sensitive with my tongue. “More. Faster. Harder,” Emily pants.
I start to pound into her ruthlessly. The sound of heavy breathing and bare skin clapping fills the room. I press my finger on Emily’s clif, rubbing circles at a harsh pace. She arches into me in search of greater pleasure. Emily’s arousal coats my thighs as I lose myself in the motions, the dildo disappearing into her and reappearing just as quickly.
I watch in admiration at the pleasure of Emily’s face. Her eyes squeezed shut, her cheeks flushed bright pink, sweat dripping down her face, her mouth gaping open in silent pleasure. “Fuck, Emily. You’re so beautiful when I pound into you with my fat cock.”
“Yes, yes, yes, yes,” Emily manages to say, barely a whisper as the pleasure is all-consuming. “I’m close. Close.”
I increase the pressure on her clit, wanting to push her over the edge. In a moment's notice, Emily’s entire body stiffens, her back arching as high as possible. Her legs squeeze my hips tightly as I continue to pound into her. She begins to shake with pleasure, her eyes disappearing into the back of her head. Moans fill the room as Emily rides out her orgasm. Her pussy clenches around the dildo she picked out, a red blush coating her chest. “That’s it, baby. Ride it out.”
Emily screams, the pleasure becoming too much. I still inside of her, watching as her breathing becomes less raged. I kiss her up her stomach, her breasts, her neck, each of her cheeks, and lastly, her lips. She melts into me, savoring the soft kiss. “Thank you,” she says breathlessly against my lips, her legs still shaking.
“You’re beautiful.” I finally pull out of her, Emily whimpering at the loss of the fullness. I take off the strap and lay next to her, wrapping her in my arms and kissing the top of her head.
I grab the bottle of water off the table and hand it to Emily. She chugs it and hands it to me and I chug the rest. We slowly drift to sleep, spent from the night of pleasure.