This was not the man she’d come to know. He was holding back even as he was giving her everything of his body.
She turned to look at him over her shoulder. “Fuck my ass, Guy. Make it burn.” Tonight she wasn’t going to give in to him. There was no way she’d hide from him.
He pulled out of her only to press forward, firm and hard. His hand returned to her hip to hold her in place. She took deep breaths as he pressed in deep. Not a part of her was left untouched as he consumed every part of her.
Guy rode her hard, not letting up.
Emily felt like she was coming apart at the seams, and she couldn’t hold herself together. He was taking over, making her forget herself.
There was nothing more for her to do other than ride the wave of pleasure. He held her hard as he plundered her body.
“Touch yourself. I want to feel you come,” he said, biting her neck.
Whimpering, she reached between her thighs, doing everything he asked and feeling the desire spike through her body. As much as she wanted to deny him, she couldn’t. What he did to her body was unlike anything she’d ever felt.
She was shocked to reach her second climax, but touching her clit with Guy plunging deep inside her, Emily found her release. Screaming, she felt her second orgasm take over. Guy rode her hard through the wave, and all she could do was hold on to him.
Through the haze she felt the pain of knowing what this meant. He was going to try to break things off with her. She didn’t know how she knew this, only that she did. They collapsed together with him still deep within her ass.
It was too much, and suddenly she needed to get away from him. Without waiting for him to take the lead, she scrambled out from beneath him.
“Baby, what are you doing?” he asked.
Emily didn’t stop to talk with him. She stumbled into the bathroom and turned the shower on. Faster than she thought possible, she took a quick wash, refreshing herself. Within minutes she dried her body before going back to the bedroom to face him.
Guy stood perched against the doorframe. She’d locked the door, and he hadn’t tried to break through.
Staring at his feet she brushed past him.
“What the hell, Em?” he asked, grabbing her arm.
She tugged out of his hold. “I’m going home.” Emily knew she sounded childish even to herself, but there was no way to stop her feelings.
“You’re not going home ‘cause I’m not fucking taking you. You could have hurt yourself,” he said, growling in her face. “You’ve never had anal sex before. You should have waited for me to help you.”
Raising her hand, she slapped him around the face. “There, I’ve hurt you to make up for it.” She tore out of his hands hating the way he was making her feel. Her emotions were all over the place, and it was because of his withdrawal and passion at the same time. He was a contradiction at every level, and she didn’t know what had happened to make him like that.
It had to have all stemmed from the visit to his parents.
“Stop doing this. You’re acting out,” he said.
“No, I’m not. This is what you want right?” She started getting dressed. Her hands were shaking, and it took her several attempts to get her clothes on completely.
“This is not what I want.”
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“I’ve fallen in love with you. There I’ve said it. My feelings are out there. I’m a fucking idiot because I took a chance, and I fell in love with a guy who has no chance of loving me back. Push me away, Guy, go ahead. It’s what you do.”
Emily looked up to find him staring down at her.
“You don’t love me,” he said.
“There we go, telling me how I’m supposed to feel. Thanks a lot.” Picking up her coat, she stared at him. The adrenaline that had been rushing through her body disappeared. “I’m going home. This was a goodbye fuck. You know it, and I know it. I’m not wasting my life with this, Guy. I’m in love with you. If it means anything to you at all I’ll see you at the bar on Monday.”
She brushed past him heading downstairs. Emily felt sick to her stomach at what was happening and was surprised when she heard him following her.
“You can’t just go,” he said.
Turning at the door, she placed her palm over the handle ready to make her exit. “I can go, and I am. Take the weekend to think about what I’ve said. I’ll be waiting for you on Monday.”
Looking her fill she finally walked away out of the door. Picking up the phone, she dialed Dorothy’s number.
“Hello,” Dorothy said, sounding like she’d just woken up.