Emmerson & The Guardian

ROUND 3

     Light floods the room.  I slept in, my body exhausted from our night of extra curricular activities.  It’s 8:03 am.  Blaze sits in an armchair at the tiny desk sipping coffee and reading the paper.  He’s wearing a Black button up shirt with the sleeves rolled up, jeans that have a hole in the left knee, and black chucks.  He looks carefree this morning.  But still extremely put together, and sexy.  He’s not in a hurry to get to South Carolina anymore.  I wonder if he thinks our time will end once we arrive.  My heart constricts at the thought, but I am not going to let that happen.  When we get to South Carolina I will walk right up to Freddie, throw my wedding band at him, and end all of this nonsense.  With my plan in place, I sit up and stretch. 

“Mmmmmmm…”

“Well good morning.  I trust you slept well?”  he is smiling at me with a twinkle in his eye.

“Mmmmm-hmmmmm.  Very well actually, you?”

“Very well indeed, beautiful.  I liked waking up next to you.”  He takes another big gulp of his coffee, and then neatly folds the paper to place it back on the room service tray.

"Have you been up long?" I ask as I rub my eyes and stretch again.

"I've been up since 5am.  I went for a run- they actually have a well appointed gym here.  Then I showered, and ordered coffee and a paper."

"You should have woken me up!  I am used to two a days, and would love to work out with you."

"I let you sleep you looked almost dead you were sleeping so hard!"  I blush with a twinge of embarrassment.  "But I will be sure to wake you next time dear."  He smiles and I follow suit.  

            I hop out of bed and make the short walk to my suite case.  I fish out the black lingerie I packed the morning before, my baby blue button up blouse, my tight jeans, and my knee-high black leather boots.  He whistles in appreciation at my naked backside, so I throw him a kiss.  I head to the bathroom to take a quick shower.  Once I’m in the shower I am careful not to wet my hair but lather up the soap between my hands and begin to rub the suds all over myself.  I look down at my body as the suds and water glisten off of it and remember every raw emotion I felt last night under Blazes spell.  I didn’t know I could have so many electrical waves pulse through my body.  “You need to get out of this shower and get dressed!”  I can’t help the smile that has crept onto my face.  

    After drying off I brush my teeth, and hair.  Then I plop down Indian style in front of the full body mirror to apply makeup.  Makeup is something that has always been so difficult to me.  I tried a smoky eye once, and I just looked like I had 2 black eyes.  So after rummaging through my make up bag I decide on a natural look.  I use my powder foundation all over my face, a light mauve blush, a brown eyeliner with sandy brown and beige shadow.  Then finish my look with some shimmery lip-gloss, and a touch of mascara.  I press my lips together to make sure the gloss has a full coverage, then take one last look in the mirror before heading back to the bathroom to grab my clothes.

    The baby blue shirt I shrug on really makes my eyes pop especially with the brown eyeliner.  And I’m wearing my favorite f**k me jeans- the ones that make my ass look so round and lifted.  I have to sit on the toilet to get the knee-high boots on.  I slip one foot in and have to lift my leg up to grab the zipper and pull it all the way up.  I repeated the motions on the other leg, once it’s done, I hop off of the toilet and skip to the full-length mirror I did my make up in, in the hall outside of our bathroom.  I take another quick glance in the mirror and am pretty pleased with the way I turned out.  Though, I decide to undo one too many buttons on my blouse so he can see the fringe of my black lace bra.  “Sexy...but take the jeans off and the shirt.  He will appreciate the panties, bra, and knee highs more.”   Vixen is right-  I make the changes and prance back into the room.

“Holy shit.”  Blaze sputters and almost sprays coffee everywhere.

“Hmmmmm.  I’m hungry.”

“Hungry?”

“Not for food.”  I wag my finger for him to come to me.

“What are you hungry for?”  He’s playing coy, and it is only turning me on more.

“Something that will keep us in this room all morning- and afternoon for that matter.”

        He stands and slowly walks over to me.  Appreciating the view, the entire way.  He skims the top of my bra, and that light touch is all it takes for the electrical waves to ripple through me.  His finger trails up my chest- across my clavicle and over to my bra strap, he glides his finger under it all the way up to my shoulder- pushes it slightly making it fall off.  “Turn around.  Slowly.”  He whispers.  “Now stop.”  We are standing my back to his front, and he presses himself to me.  Wrapping his arms around me placing his hands palm down onto the tops of my thighs.  He grinds into my backside.  Each thrust of his hips I can feel his erection stiffen and ram into me.  I reach back and place my thumbs in the waistband of his jeans- pulling him each time he thrusts.  My thumbs skim back and forth feeling the tickle of his pubic hair brush the tips of my thumbs.          Every nerve ending on my body is hypersensitive.  I stop and turn to face him.  His eyes lock on mine, and I pull his jeans down without unbuttoning them.  As he springs free, I grab his shaft in my right hand.  He is so f*****g hard.  I can feel moisture begin to pool as my need grows stronger.  “I want this in me.”  He leans his head back taking in a sharp breath of air.  I kneel down in front of him and as he looks down at me, I sheathe my teeth with my lips and swirl my tongue around the tip of his erection.  Then he thrust the entire length into my mouth.  He places one hand on the back of my head and slowly thrusts into my mouth.  All the while I’m sucking and swirling my tongue. “I’m going to come baby.  Where do you want it?”  Without hesitation I suck harder feeling him release into my mouth. He tastes so sweet.  This man is going to be my undoing.“s**t baby.  That felt amazing.”  Before I can stand he puts his hands under my arms and lifts me up.  “I’m going to f**k your brains out.”  f**k.

    He throws me back onto the bed, stands over me and parts my knees with his legs.  He trails his index finger up my right knee, over my thigh, and along the band of my panties.  He inserts his finger under the band making me sigh.  He pulls gently on the fabric.  

“These are nice, but you don’t need them anymore.”  He yanks them down and they fall to the floor.  He grabs both of my legs just behind my knees and pushes them so my legs are bent back by my face.  He tickles the back of my legs as his hands skim across my ivory skin.  Until he finally makes contact...down there.  It’s the sweetest sensation as he outlines every inch of me with his index finger.  I notice his hands aren’t on me anymore and as I look up I see him sucking his middle finger.  Then he quickly inserts his finger in me making me cry out in pleasure.  

“Ahhhhhhhhh, baby….”  

“That feel good?  How about this?”  He pushes up on the top of my most sensitive area causing me to quiver with intensity.  Electricity.  I’m about to come and he’s hardly touched me.  He removes his finger and I feel his weight shift until he is hovering over me. 

“I want to feel you from the inside, baby.”  Then he slams himself into me.  I come hard all around him.  The feeling is exquisite.  I never want it to stop.  As I come back down to earth he leans down and kisses my nose, then stands and pulls on his jeans- followed by his shirt.

     I feel a pang of disappointment knowing he’s done.  But I stand and follow suit.  

“As much as I’d love to stay here all day lost in you, I have an errand for work.  And we need to make up time.  Though...it was time well wasted if you ask me.”

“Are you sure we have to leave so soon?”  I say while pouting.  He puts his finger under my chin and tilts it up to make me look at him.

“We will stop in another hotel this evening...we can pick up where we left off?”

I kiss him on the lips “Then we better get going, Sir.” 

    I thrust myself off of the bed, and tiptoe back to the bathroom to freshen up a bit, and get my clothes back on before we head out.  This is my favorite hotel, and even though it's a s**t hole, it's where Blaze and I united our souls into one.  I don't think I could do this life without him.  I didn't know what I was missing, and now I don't think my heart could bear to exist in a world where Blaze wasn't beside me.  It's an incredible feeling...one I've never felt before, and I can't quite put my finger on it.  "it's LOVE you moron!"  Oh my god... it's love.  I am in love with Blaze Giles.  He's my fireworks, he's my electricity.  And for someone that can feel emotions I'm not very quick to tap into my own.