Chapter Five
Emmaline throws me a sly smile filled with the promise of wickedness to come, and my c**k strains against my zipper. I’ve never been full to the point of engorgement from talking, and it’s f*****g making me insane with want. “I can’t promise you won’t come just from kissing.”
Fuck. Me.
I flex my hands against the wall, because all I want to do is take her cheeks between my hands and devour her. “I can promise you will,” I say roughly before taking her mouth.
It’s a homecoming, as sweet as I remembered. Heat races down my spine and I have to brace my arms against the wall so as not to grind into her. In seconds, we’re breathing hard, and the sounds of us fill the room, a moan, a grunt, a sigh. I force myself to slow down. I don’t want this to end. I lick into her mouth, rev
