Chapter 5 Luis gonna kick my ass

Luis's POV

What in the world just happened? I watched Emma's figure disappear up the stairs, completely stunned. Where did this bold, defiant side of her come from? Earlier, she'd been all giggles and sweetness, but now she was cutting me off mid-sentence and storming off, to go pleasure herself, of all things.

Part of me was completely turned on. The other part? Well, it wanted to teach her a lesson, maybe gag her, maybe spank her-hell, that part of me was also turned on. The thought of taking her over my knee had me on the edge, my need practically unbearable.

I tried to stop myself from imagining what she was doing upstairs right now, but it was impossible. And that little foot stomp she did before walking off? Damn. I'd never wanted someone so badly in my life. The memory of her sweet taste still lingered on my tongue, and I couldn't shake the image of how perfect she'd felt when I'd had her in my hands.

When she started touching herself on my lap earlier, I thought I was going to lose it right then and there. She wasn't just sweet; she was a total tease-a little minx who knew exactly what she was doing. And if she kept playing with fire, she was going to get burned. She was going to get exactly what she was asking for.

If her dad hadn't called when he did, I'd have been too far gone, lost in her. I shook my head, frustrated with myself. What the hell are you doing, Luis? This was Samson's daughter, for God's sake. The girl I'd watched grow up.

But that was the problem, wasn't it? She wasn't a little girl anymore. She was a grown woman now-the most stunning, sensual woman I'd ever laid eyes on.

Trying to clear my head, I busied myself with cleaning up the mess from dinner. I avoided looking at the couch, where things had gotten way too heated, and instead grabbed the popcorn bowl and put the leftover pizza in the fridge, hoping to calm my racing thoughts.

When I finally dragged myself upstairs, I stole a quick glance at Emma's closed door as I passed on my way to the bathroom. I didn't want to linger near her room-not with all her things inside: the bras, the thongs, the scents. Everything about her was a reminder of what I couldn't have. But I'd left my dirty clothes on the bathroom floor earlier, and I wasn't about to make her clean up after me on top of everything else.

As I reached for my black t-shirt, my hand froze. There was something on it, a faint, unmistakable sheen that stopped me cold. A white stain. My breath caught in my throat. No. She wouldn't...

I brought the shirt to my nose and took a deep breath. The scent hit me instantly, and my body tensed. It was her. Emma. Her smell. The sweet, intoxicating scent of her pussy. My pussy, I thought instinctively before stopping myself. I couldn't think like that, but it was already too late. I was completely consumed by her.

Running my fingers over the stain, I realized what had happened. She must've come in here to finish herself off and used my shirt to help her do it. And then she'd left it behind-on purpose, for me to find. Fuck, I loved her nerve.

I was torn half of me wanted to punish her for teasing me like this, and the other half wanted to throw her onto the nearest surface and fuck her senseless. Both, I decided. I wanted both.

Gripping the shirt tightly in my hand, I left the bathroom and went to my bedroom-well, the bedroom I was borrowing from my best friend, Samson. I spent the rest of the night tossing and turning, unable to stop fantasizing about disciplining and fucking his sweet Emma.

Eventually, exhaustion took over, and I fell asleep, the shirt still clutched close like some lovesick fool. The thought of not having her scent near me was unbearable. I was addicted to Emma, utterly and completely. And then I dreamed of her.

In my dream, she was in bed with me, her soft body pressed against mine. I kissed her deeply, bracing myself on my forearms so I wouldn't crush her small, naked frame beneath me. Her lips parted, her hunger matching my own, and it felt so real-just like earlier on the couch. She tasted the same, smelled the same, and every sensation was vivid and overwhelming. My tired mind begged me to stop questioning it and just enjoy the moment.

Her perfect breasts pressed against my chest, begging for my attention. I kissed my way down her neck, letting my tongue trace along her collarbone before moving lower. Her nipple was hard beneath my tongue, and I couldn't get enough of her sweet, addictive taste. I latched on, sucking and licking, savoring every whimper and moan she gave me.

She arched her hips, pressing against me, and I felt the wet heat of her pussy against my stomach. The idea of tasting her again was impossible to resist.

Kissing my way down her body, I finally buried my face between her thighs, losing myself in her beautiful, perfect little pussy.

I gripped her thighs hard, tugging them as wide as I could, fully exposing her to me. I heard a soft groan and some part of my brain registered that it must have come from me, while the other part of my brain finally woke up and alerted me to the fact that this was not a dream. Emma's sweet, pink, smooth little pussy was really just inches from my face. Emma must have turned on the hallway light because I could easily see every delicious inch of her. I had her thighs spread so wide that her pussy had opened enough for me to see her pink inner lips and the way her clit had swelled up as if begging for me to suck it. She was completely coated in her juices. Every part of her glistened, and I watched in fascination as she gushed out even more. It slid down to the puddle beneath her perfect tight little asshole.

"Fuck, Emma" I whispered against her pussy.

"I thought I was dreaming." She reached down and ran her fingers in my hair.

"This is no dream, Luis. I'm really here, and I need you so badly. Please eat my pussy, Luis she begged, arching her hips even more, practically shoving her pussy in my face. I wanted to do the right thing and say no, to force her to go back to her bedroom and lock the door so this couldn't happen again.I wanted to do all that, but instead, I lowered my face to Emma's pussy while on his bed and licked a line up her tight little slit. The taste of her filled my mouth, and it was like the sweetest nectar I could happily live on nothing except Emma. Gently nudging my tongue between her lips, I fucked her the only way I could. Plunging my tongue into her, I groaned as her pussy immediately squeezed me back. I would've given anything to know how that would feel against my dick. She moaned and whimpered, digging her hands into my scalp even more as I slid my tongue up to her clit. I tongued the hard, swollen nub before latching onto it with my whole mouth. I kissed and sucked her sensitive clit while slowly sliding a finger up to her tight little pussy.

She was so tight, I had to run the length of my finger along her slit to lubricate it first. I could feel her pussy lips trying to grasp me, pull me in, and when my finger was soaked, I slid the tip in. She tensed a bit, but then slowly relaxed as I twirled my finger, gently pushing my way in until I had my whole finger inside her. Her pussy gripped me tightly as I slowly finger fucked her. I turned all my attention back to her clit, sucking and kissing her while hooked my finger so l could hit both of her most sensitive spots at the same time. Her breathing was fast and ragged, and her hips were moving in a fast rhythm against me. She moaned, and when I glanced up at her, I was rewarded with the beautiful sight of her playing with her own tits. She kneaded and squeezed them, pinching her hard nipples as she writhed beneath me

"Oh, fuck, Luis she gasped as she came with a scream I held her tightly as she bucked and arched her hips even more. Her tight little body writhed beneath me as she whimpered and moaned. I gently ran my tongue over her clit. letting her body come down gently from the orgasm that had just tacked her body, but i didn't let up with my finger. I stroked and rubbed the wall of her pussy as if I were trying to rub her clit from the inside, focusing all my energy on her G-spot. Her tight cunt spasmed around my finger. She moaned again.

"What's happening to me, Luis?"