7 "Open your legs"

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Edited 7th May 2020

Hunter's P.O.V

"Well that was awkward as fuck" I laugh pulling my hoodie over my head.

Emily faces me with a small, but noticeable grin etched onto her beautiful face. "It really was, I don't think I've ever seen the two of them argue like that. I'm glad they left when they did."

I make my way toward her, wrapping my arms around her waist "I'm sorry Candice and Dean ruined your night"

"They didn't" She argues turning in my arms. "Can you help me with the zip?" She asks and I oblige, letting my fingers slowly trail the bare skin of her neck. "It was weird that Karen and Stephen had to leave" she says and I can see the worried crease on her forehead.

"I'm sure everything fine" I attempt to calm her. It was strange of her aunty and uncle, they had booked a hotel room and planned to stay a couple extra days to see the city so for them to rush out the way they did, had everyone bewildered. I'm not thinking too much into it though.

"I hope so. Do you think my dads okay?" She asks panic rising in her soft voice.

"If he wasn't the hospice would have called you, remember?"

She nods but still looks uncertain. I turn her around in my arms again, our faces inches from each other. "Don't worry your pretty little head over it. Whatever it is, if anything, will still be there when we get back."

"I guess" She shrugs "I just don't like how fast they left. They seemed panicked somehow"

"Everything will be okay" I try to tell her again hugging her tight. "Thank you for tonight." I say sincerely in an attempt to change the subject and get her mind off of it. "I really appreciate you going to all that effort for me"

Her face lights up and she kisses me swiftly. "I'm glad I got to meet your friends from work, granted those friends are an old man and a runway model with legs up to here." She raises her hand to her neck and I throw my head back in laughter.

"You're much more beautiful." I tell her as I begin to gently pull the bobby pins from her hair. I hate these things, tiny little fuckers get everywhere.

Emilys body shudders as I run my fingers through her hair and down her now bare back.

She let's her dress fall shamelessly off of her shoulders and it pools at her feet leaving her naked body exposed to me. "I love these" I smirk wrapping my fingers into the waist line of her panties.

They're big and plain but somehow, Emily makes them look sexy as fuck.

She blushes as if suddenly remembering her underwear choice and giggles nervously. "I was going to change them before-"

I interrupt her by slamming my mouth against hers. As if on instinct her fingers are wrapped around my hair, tugging on the strands that are in desperate need of a cut, my tongue moving methodically with hers.

She tastes of champagne and I quickly pull away. "How many drinks did you have?" I ask her.

From the day I met her, I always stood by the rule to never have sex with her while she was drunk. Of course, I've messed up a few times but this is Emily we're talking about and she's just too damn tempting.

"Not enough to deal with Candys drama or your sisters rudeness" She pouts playfully before kissing me again. "How much did you drink?"

"Enough" I admit. My buzz is just starting to ware off but I'm most definitely not drunk. "I love you Em"

"I love you" She responds, her lips now trailing my neck and jawline, it sends my cock into overdrive and I pick her up roughly, her legs wrapping around my waist as I carry her to the bed in my small apartment. "I love you, always"

Her words spur me on and I bury my head into her neck when we fall onto the soft duvet. "You're so perfect," I say leaning up onto one arm and letting my eyes roam over her delicious body.

It amazes me how attracted I am to her after so long. She's fucking stunning, her breast have grown slightly since we first got together almost four years ago and she's had her hair cut but she's still as sexy, if not more so than I found her back then.

My tongue licks and laps over her creamy skin drawing the most amazing sounds from her, I move further down, tugging gently on the sides of her panties and she lifts her ass to aid me in their removal.

"Open your legs" I tell her and she obeys with a shy smile.

"I like it when you're all domineering and bossy" She says, her eyes alight with excitement.

I smirk as I move between her legs, my mouth meeting her core. From my angle I can't see her face but I imagine her mouth slightly parted and her eyes screwing shut. Her back arches off the bed the second my mouth touches her, sending signals straight to my dick. My trousers become painfully tight and I shift to rearrange the bulge.

I enter a finger into her, still teasing her with my mouth and she moans. "Fuck, Hunter." Emilys hands pull on my hair, as I speed up my fingers movements, curling them inside of her before pulling out and repeating the action again.

I work my hand faster, my other hand holding her in place as she wriggle's and writhes from my touch.

I love the sounds she making, every single one spurring me on to bring Em closer to her release. "Please" She begs and I smirk as I remove my mouth from her long enough to look up at her face. She's watching everything I do, something I've come to find she enjoys.

She bites her lip as she watches me working her over, her eyes fluttering shut every few seconds. "You ready?" I ask her entering a second digit into her sweet, warm pussy. "Come for me Emily"

She nods her head, pulling and grasping at the sheets beside her hips. "Yes!" I hear her, it comes out as a low whisper but I hear it. "Fuck yes."

"You're so incredibly beautiful, I can't wait to be buried inside of you" I say knowing the effect my dirty words will have on her.

It tips her over the edge and she comes all over my hand as she screams my name. I thrust my fingers into her a few more times, letting her ride out her orgasm.

"You're going to kill me, Hunter Evans" she says breathless. I smirk, removing my hand from between her thighs and move up the bed. I kiss her forcefully, her hands coming up to my head. "You know I can't handle when you talk dirty to me."

"You love it" I say with a cheeky grin and she giggles.

"I really do" she replies.

I pull her into me, her head resting on my shoulder but when she attempts to move on top of me, I pull her back down. "Don't you-"

"Not yet." I say and I see a small frown appear. "I'm too wound up." I explain to her. I'm a hundred percent positive as soon as I enter her I'd come. "Just talk to me for a while, let me calm myself down a little" I grin and she laughs obviously thrilled she has me ready to explode and she hasn't even touched me yet.

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