Just this Once – Bonus Scene

Whip (their  first  night …)

“Is this okay?”

Emily’s trusting eyes met mine, and she nodded.

A sly smile twitched at the corner of my mouth. “Good. Now take your shoes off.”

Her tongue swept across her lips as she looked up at me with wide eyes and complied. She kicked off her shoes, and I sank to my knees. My hands roamed up her legs, slipping beneath her skirt and finding the top band to her tights. With each breathy pant, I slowed my pace to a torturous descent down each leg, letting my fingertips rake down her thighs as I removed her tights.

Once her legs were free, my hands shoved the skirt of her floral dress upward. Only a thin swatch of silky black fabric covered her. I pressed my face over the fabric as she hitched a leg higher with a sharp inhale. From that angle, I could see the spot of wetness that had seeped out of her.

I pressed my thumb to the wet spot. “Already wet for me, Emily?”

Her knee came down as a shy blush pinked her cheeks. My cock throbbed beneath my jeans, hating every moment I wasn’t buried to the hilt inside this gorgeous, intoxicating woman.

I looked up from my knees at her. “Don’t be embarrassed. Not with me.”

Her arms draped over my shoulders as her blue-green doe eyes gazed down at me. “If you want to know how wet I am . . .” Watching her confidence build was the sexiest thing I’d ever seen. I ached when her right eyebrow pitched higher. “You could feel for yourself.”

My jaw flexed as I dragged the blade of my hand through her covered pussy. She was soaked.

I groaned a rough exhale. “Fuck, Em.”

Wrapping the fabric around my hand, I tugged, pulling it down her thighs. Emily carefully stepped out of her black thong and I balled it up, shoving her panties in my pocket. 

I pulled her leg higher to rest on my shoulder as I buried my face between her legs. I moaned into her as I teased and explored with my tongue. On a gasp, she opened for me, allowing access to her tight, wet heat. I slid my hand up her thigh, stroking a finger inside her hot cunt as I sucked her clit. 

She moaned and her hips rolled. My cock throbbed and I fought the urge to toss her to the ground and take her like an animal. 

No, this woman deserved so much more than that. 

Her fingers tangled in my hair and I licked and sucked. With every tug on my hair, I inched closer to the edge. Grabbing her ass with both hands, I licked and sucked her pussy. Emily held my head as she rode my face and with a guttural moan, came on my lips. I moaned at how sweet her pussy tasted, greedily begging for more.

Against the wall, Emily went limp. I sat back and stared up at her gorgeous face from my knees. When her eyes caught mine, I saw a wild glint spark to life. Reaching down, she grabbed my shirt and hauled me up. I stood and she pulled her mouth to mine. 

My lips, still coated with her sweetness, moved over her mouth. She moaned into me. My tongue explored and tasted. When we separated, I looked into her eyes. “You like that? Tasting your sweet pussy on my lips?” 

Her mouth dropped open before her tongue darted across her lower lip for another taste. “You are so hot.”

I scoffed and smirked. She was so fucking cute. 

“Come on. I’m not done with you.” Grabbing her around the waist, I led her to my bedroom, whispering dirty, delicious things in her ear as she giggled.

The bedroom was dark, but I was relieved it wasn’t a total disaster. If Emily noticed a few things out of place, she didn’t notice. Her focus was solely on me and I was hard and ready for her. 

Her fingertips slid down my front, capturing the button of my pants. She grinned as she undid the button and slid my zipper down. She sank to her knees and smiled up at me.

“What are you doing?” I asked.

She grinned. “Returning the favor.”

Emily pulled down my jeans, along with my black boxer briefs. My cock jutted out at eye level as I stepped out of my pants. I fisted my cock and stroked once. 

Her eyes were wide. “It’s . . . ”

“Pierced,” I nodded.

Her eyes flicked to mine. “I was going to say huge, but yeah . . . that too.”

Her face scrunched in the cutest expression as she watched my hand run up and down the shaft. She licked her lips.

“You want a taste, Emily?”

She nodded, leaning forward. Emily’s tongue darted out, licking across the barbells on the underside of my cock. I groaned. Her mouth was hot and silky and so fucking good.

Tentatively, she opened her mouth and slid it over the crown. Achingly slowly, I fed her inch by inch before she stopped. Her hand replaced mine and she stroked while she struggled to take all of me. 

Her pleasured moans sent electricity zipping up my spine. “Take it,” I groaned. With my face tipped toward the ceiling I reveled in the way her mouth moved over me. She was eager and enthusiastic and I was so fucking close. 

Emmily adjusted on her knees and I looked down as her lips stretched around my cock. “Choke on it.”

Her eyes flashed with desire as she stroked and sucked, taking me to the back of her throat before her gag reflex kicked in. 

“Fuck. You are such a good girl.”

I hauled her up, needing to bury myself inside her. She scrambled to the bed as I found a condom in the bedside table. Once the condom was on, I crawled over her, spreading her legs wide and notching my cock at her entrance. 

I stared down at her in awe as I slipped inside her. “Emily, you are going to be the death of me.”

Her arms wound around my back as she pulled me deeper and her tight cunt stretched around me. 

I couldn’t help the single thought that looped in my brain: This fucking woman was about to change everything.