Touch of Evil - Cecy Robson Page 0,57
cop trying to coax a jumper down from a ledge.
“Bren,” she says. “Are you all right?”
No. I’m not all right. You’re standing there with your perfect body, with your perfect hair draped around your perfect shoulders. Your small pink nipples are begging to be in my mouth and your thighs are screaming to wrap around my—
I punch myself in the face, hard enough to see stars and completely freak out Emme.
Her hands clasp her chest and her eyes bulge. “Bren, what are you doing?”
“It’s what I’m trying not to do, Emme. Do you realize your sisters are going to kill me? Taran will burn me to embers. Celia will claw me apart. Whatever’s left over, Shayna will slice to bits!”
Emme’s cheeks redden and she offers me a shy smile. “Bren, my sisters aren’t here.”
Her fingers thread through mine. She walks backward, leading me into the bedroom. With a press of her hands against my chest, she lays me down on my bed and climbs on top of me. I can’t stop my eyes from wandering to her face and her body. She’s all woman. I’m not sure when it happened, but that’s what she became.
Still, it doesn’t stop me from saying what I do. “You’re just a kid.”
“No, Bren. I’m not a kid.” The strands of her hair skim over her breasts as she shakes her head. “Not anymore.”
No, she’s not.
I rip my off my shorts in one pull, and finally discover what it’s like to touch Emme.
Chapter Eighteen
Emme
All it takes is one brush of my breasts against Bren’s chest and he’s all over me.
His hands, those strong, rough hands, drag down my back as he deepens our kiss.
No one has ever kissed me this way, and I never knew I was capable of such passion.
His tongue plays with mine and drives deep, seeking to overtake, dominate, and claim me as his.
My touch takes over me without consent. I reach out, devouring him in as many places as I dare to reach.
Bren
Hands run through my hair, across my chest, my stomach, and shoulders, at the same time. There are four women on top of me—no, four Emmies. I feel her everywhere. I want to bite her, suck her and drive deep inside her. But I’m scared. Fuck me, I’m terrified.
I don’t want to hurt her. I’m out of control and I don’t think I can stop.
We kiss for seemingly hours until one of her hands push mine up to her breast and her teeth find my neck.
Emme
The more daring I become, the more Bren responds to my touch. When my nibbles turn to bites, he finally touches me—really touches me. As I vocalize my pleasure, he stops, choosing only to kiss me.
I haven’t taken many lovers, and I think I’m doing all the right things. But even before Bren stops kissing me, I sense him pull away. I lift off him, stunned when I see how terrified he appears.
“Bren, don’t you like what I’m doing to you?”
Bren
Are you insane? Fuck yeah.
“Yes?” I offer.
Emme gives a wiggle and lifts her hair away so I can see her. “Then why don’t you show me?” she asks.
Her hands and touch take hold of me once more, stroking my long, throbbing hardness.
“Please,” she begs in a seductive whisper that reflects the passion swimming through her gaze. “Please show me.”
Her fingertips skim down my chest and her touch turns aggressive, exploring every inch of me until I’m practically on fire. She tugs, strokes, bowing my back and forcing me to dig my fingers through the mattress.
She bites her bottom lip, smiling with lust as she toys with me.
Long waves of her messy hair sweep against her shoulders. Never has a woman looked so sexy, and never have I felt like this.
Her pulls are unrelenting, dire, as if she can’t stop until I release.
“Emme.” I gasp, grunting and speaking through my teeth. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You won’t,” she promises. “Please, Bren. Make us both feel good.”
Emme gives me one last jerk and I explode into action. I flip her onto her back and enter her with my fingers. My teeth graze her nipples as my mouth roams her body.
She moans, beating back a scream.
She’s becoming louder.
It’s just not loud enough.
I spread her legs, dipping my head to taste her.
Emme bucks, jumping further down the bed. She reaches out to me, using her power to return the favor.
An invisible tongue finds me, moving down to my base and taking me fully. I like it. It’s