Lord Emerson’s POV
I was still asleep when I felt Emma move away from my arms. Curious about where she was going, I opened my eyes and realized she had climbed on top of me and held my gaze with a pleading look.
“Please.” She pleaded, and I raised a confused brow at her. “Let me suck you, I want to have an experience of it.” She pleaded and I sighed and shook my head. “No, Emma, I thought we’ve talked about this.” I tried pleading with her, but she adamantly shook her head. “I want it, I want to suck you, why can’t I suck or do you think I will do badly at it?” She asked with a frown playing on her face.
I shook my head and held her waist. “Is not about that…”
“Then what is it?” She asked and I sighed. How do I tell her that she seems so innocent that I don’t want her sucking me off?
