Sharing Emma

7. Brink of Ecstasy

|EMMA|

I woke up to an empty bed and a chill in the air. Rubbing my bleary eyes, I reached for the comforter that had been thrown off during the night, wrapping it around me like a cocoon.

I stretched my arms, feeling the stiffness in my muscles from the wild night before. Memories of our reckless behavior flooded my mind, and I couldn't help but grin to myself. The way his hands roamed all over my body, the way his lips felt against mine, and the way he whispered in my ear...it was all so intoxicating.

I swung my legs over the edge of the bed and padded across the cool wooden floor, my toes curling in pleasure. The smell of coffee wafted in from the kitchen, and I smiled, knowing that Carlos must be up and about.

As I tiptoed into the kitchen, I found him standing by the counter, his back to me. I paused for a moment, taking in the sight of him, the way his broad shoulders filled out his shirt, and the way his dark hair fell in soft waves over his forehead. My heart fluttered at the sight of him, and I felt my knees go weak.

"Good morning," I whispered, breaking the silence. "I was hoping to wake up next to you."

As he turned around, I caught a glimpse of his sparkling eyes and the gentle curve of his lips, and my heart skipped a beat. "Good morning," he said, his voice like honey, "I'm sorry I had to take a call."

I smiled softly, understanding the demands of his job.

"It's okay, I just missed you."

He stepped closer, his arms reaching out for me, and I eagerly moved into his embrace. His body was warm and inviting, and his cologne filled my senses with a heady aroma.

"I knew there's nothing in the world that wouldn't look good on you, but this comforter seemed to be extra perfect," he teased, his lips brushing against my forehead.

I looked up at him and couldn't help but smile. "You always know how to make me feel special."

"Only because you are special," he whispered, his fingers trailing down my back, sending shivers down my spine.

I leaned into him, enjoying the sensation of his touch, and whispered back, "I want to cuddle you in silence, and forget about the world for a little while."

"Anything for you," he said, pressing his lips against mine. The kiss was slow at first, but soon it turned into a heated one, as our bodies pressed closer together. I could feel his desire for me, and it ignited a fire within me.

Breaking away from the kiss, I whispered breathlessly, "You tired me out last night."

Carlos chuckled, and the sound of his laugh made my heart flutter. "Well, that's hardly my fault, as you are the one who wanted it hard," he replied, his voice filled with a seductive tone.

The memory of our passionate night together flashed before my eyes, and I couldn't resist him any longer. I pulled him closer, my hands running over his muscular back, and whispered, "Maybe we can go for another round?"

Without another word, he captured my lips in a fiery kiss, his hands roaming over my body with a hunger that matched my own. We lost ourselves in each other, our bodies intertwined in a dance of passion and desire.

As the kiss deepened, he began to explore my body with his hands, his touch igniting a fire within me. I shivered as his fingers trailed down my neck, fondling my breast.

Without breaking the kiss, he backed me up until I fell onto the couch, his body hovering over mine. As he took off his shirt, I couldn't help but appreciate the sight of his toned and chiselled chest. Every muscle on his torso was perfectly defined, and I couldn't resist running my fingers over his abs, feeling the ridges and valleys of his six-pack.

His skin was warm to the touch, and as my hands explored his body, I couldn't help but admire the intricate tattoos that adorned his arms and chest. The ink seemed to tell a story, each line and curve a testament to his life experiences and adventures.

"You're so beautiful," he said, his gaze locked on mine as he leaned in for another kiss.

His words were like sweet music to my ears, sending shivers down my spine. I couldn't resist his lips any longer, and I pulled him closer, kissing him with an urgency that matched my desire for him. His hands explored every inch of my body, igniting a fire within me that I couldn't control.

I bit my lip. "f**k, I can't get enough of you. Is it wrong?"

Carlos chuckled at my silliness before he parted my legs and lifted his face to give me a view of his handsome face. "It's not wrong at all," he murmured, his voice low and husky. "I want you more than anything."

With that, he lowered his head and began to trail kisses along my inner thigh, sending shivers of anticipation through my body. As his tongue danced along my skin, I let out a low moan, my fingers tangling in his dark hair. He slowly made his way upwards, kissing and licking every inch of my skin, until he reached my core.

I gasped as he delved his tongue deep inside me, sending waves of pleasure through my body. My hips arched upwards, seeking more of his touch, as he expertly brought me to the brink of ecstasy.

He pushed the comforter aside, his gaze never leaving mine as he continued to eat my p***y, his tongue darting out and giving me long and intense licks. I grabbed onto the cushions of the couch and let out a low, guttural moan, feeling my body beginning to tense up as I approached my climax.I called out his name.

"Carlos!" I cried out, my voice shaking with pleasure. He didn't stop, and I didn't want him to. His mouth moved with increasing fervor, and I could tell he was just as turned on as I was.

Finally, with a final, powerful surge, I exploded into ecstasy. I cried out his name again and again as waves of pleasure washed over me.

Carlos moved up and kissed my forehead, his mouth wet with my juices. "Rest now," he spoke. "I think we need to take a long vacation so I can f**k you into oblivion."

I couldn't help but grin silly. "I think I would really like that. Do you want me to plan it for us?"

Carlos sat up and grabbed his shirt from the floor, slipping his arms into it. "You know what? Just do it. I could use a vacation, and you're the only one whose company I enjoy." He looked at me with a smirk, his eyes twinkling with amusement.

Even though I was exhausted, I tried to sit up on my elbows. "Why is that? Because I let you have your way with me?" I asked teasingly.

"Partly," he admitted, chuckling. "But also because you're smart, funny, and you always know how to make me feel good." He leaned in and kissed me softly, his lips still wet with my juices.

I couldn't help but smile at his words. "Well, I guess I'll start planning our getaway then," I said, feeling a surge of excitement at the thought of spending time alone with him.

Carlos grinned mischievously. "And I can't wait to f**k that little p***y of yours even more," he said, his voice low and seductive.

Just then, his phone rang, and he excused himself, taking the conversation to the balcony

I watched him as he walked towards the balcony, his shirt hanging loosely from his broad shoulders. I couldn't help but admire the way his muscles flexed with every step. As he answered the phone, I could see the tension in his face and knew it was work-related.

I tried to listen in on his conversation, but the words were muffled by the sound of the breeze. I sighed and stretched out on the couch, closing my eyes and trying to relax. It wasn't long before Carlos joined me again, his expression still serious.

"Is everything okay?" I asked, concern lacing my voice.

He let out a heavy sigh before sitting down next to me. "Yeah, just some work stuff. I have to leave town tomorrow for a few days."

My heart sank at the thought of being without him, even for a short time. "How long will you be gone?"

"Three days," he said, running a hand through his hair. "But I promise I'll make it up to you when I get back."

I nodded, trying to keep the disappointment from showing on my face. "Okay. Just be safe, okay?"

He smiled and leaned in to kiss me, his lips soft and gentle. "I will. And I'll miss you."

I smiled back. "I'll miss you too."