Mirin, Christelle - Emma's Heart (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)

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Authors: Christelle Mirin
herself to her knees in front of the couch, propping his elbows on the cushion. She looked back over her shoulder, her ass totally exposed to his heated gaze. “Like this?” she asked.
    “Just like that,” he said, his voice now taking on a commanding tone. “Drop your head and keep your hands beneath it.” He began to lower himself to the rug, positioning himself behind her.
    Emma did as she was told, lowering her head to rest on her hands on the couch cushion. She gnawed the inside of her cheek, a surge of need pulsing through her. She felt him move in between her legs, spreading them wider. “Oh God,” she whispered, her heart beating hard and steady. The material of the couch tickled her nipples when he grabbed her by the hips and shifted her a bit to the left.
    Then his fingers were inside her pussy, diving deep. “Damn, you are so wet,” he said above her.
    Emma closed her eyes and moaned. She felt his other hand flatten on the small of her back, pressing down while he finger-fucked her. She bit her bottom lip, her tummy quivering, her body instinctively shoving her hips back to meet his strokes.
    “Stop moving. Stay still,” he ordered, pulling his fingers from her cunt.
    She wanted to whine with need, but she held it in. Her muscles twitched, her nerve endings firing like lightning. She paid attention to the beat of her heart, hoping she didn’t take it too far. As of right now, all was good.
    Logan moved closer behind her, his cock pushing against the entrance of her pussy. “Now I’m going to fuck you, and you’re not going to come until I give you permission. Do you hear me, Emma?”
    “Y–yes.” Oh geez, how in the world was she going to keep herself from coming?
    With a single thrust, he buried his cock inside her, bumping against her cervix. His fingers dug into her hips as he pulled back then impaled her again.
    Her pussy took him all the way, clutching at his dick, her cream flowing to slicken them. Emma breathed through parted lips, her head bumping against the back of the couch as he fucked her wildly, going deep with every thrust. “Logan? Logan, please…” she said, her voice almost cracking with the need to come.
    “Not yet,” he said, pulling out of her. He moved back, away from her ass.
    She started to raise her head to see what he was doing.
    “Down!”
    She dropped her head again, heat raging through her as he commanded her. She heard him moving, but couldn’t tell what he was doing. A moment later, she found out.
    Using his finger, he spread some lube between the cheeks of ass, his fingertip probing the cool gel into her forbidden place.
    Emma quivered, her sphincter tightening around Logan’s fingertip. Oh God, it felt so good. Her pussy clenched at the thought of his cock inside her ass, fucking her.
    He worked his finger in, spreading the cheeks of her ass with his other hand. Slowly, he pushed his finger inside then slid it out, adding a second finger before inserting them again.
    “Oh yeah,” Emma said, cocking her ass further up in the air.
    He removed his fingers, and then she felt him rub the head of his cock against the tight little pucker of her anus. Emma pushed back against him. That was all it took. Logan pressed forward and sunk himself into her ass.
    “Oh!” she called out, her heart kicking up to a new level of beats. Sparks snapped in the muscles of her thighs and ass as he entered her, the lube making him slick and wet. Inch by inch, he invaded her, swirling sensations in her muscles as they tightened around his swollen cock. It wasn’t going to take long, and she was going to come.
    “Damn, woman, you are so tight. I’m going to love this little relationship we’re going to have,” he said as he stroked in and out of her, not quite going all the way inside. Then, taking her by the hips, Logan pressed in, burying himself all the way to his balls.
    “Ohhh,” Emma breathed, her back arching slightly. “That is sooo good.”
    “It’s only gonna

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