Private Emotions – Invitations (The Private Emotions Trilogy) (19 page)

I loved the freshly buttered vegetables, the chicken cordon bleu and the garlic potatoes were all to die for. Looking at him across the table, I suddenly had a flash of him standing up and pulling me across the table into a kiss that left me breathless...

(...The dishes went flying off the table and they crashed to the floor. He pulled me onto the table, crushing my lips under his own. His hands moved down my curves to feel my body respond to his touch. It was so dramatic and spontaneous that I didn’t have any idea what was happening.

My panties were ripped off my body, revealing his wanton desire for my hot and naked flesh. The table moved and he looked down over me with a hunger that he couldn’t hold back. The sound of his zipper was heard and then he brandished his love muscle in the palm of his hand.

“I need you so much. I don’t know what I ever did before you came into my life. You are the love that I have been searching for all my life and now I am finally ready to give my heart to you.” He thrust his hips and his cock burrowed into my silky folds until his balls were right up against my mound. This man was the love of my life and he finally let himself go and showed some real feelings for once.

“Take me, Ethan. I have always been yours, you just didn’t....ahhhhh yes, fuck me right here on this table...”)

“Emily, you have this look on your face that I can’t decipher.” Wrenching me out of my daydream, I saw him playing with his forkful of food. I couldn’t let him know what I was really thinking.

“Oh, sorry, I was just thinking about all the work that I had to do tomorrow and must’ve gotten lost in my thoughts.” I didn’t know if he really believed me but I was hoping that he didn’t pick up on my flushed appearance. He did seem oblivious to my reaction.

The dessert was right there in front of me but I was afraid of what my reaction would be to the taste to it. Taking a big bite I said, “Mmmm, oh my god, that is soooo good.” Those were the same kind of words that I used during a physical encounter and I could see from the smirk on his face that he knew it as well.

As I savored each morsel of delight, I was sent away on a delicious trip where my senses ruled and only came back to earth once the last piece of brownie and ice-cream were devoured. I got up and had to hold onto to the table for support. I felt my legs buckle under me with the pleasure that had just assaulted my taste buds.

“I take it the meal and especially the dessert agreed with you? I’m glad and I have to tell you that making you feel that way touches me more than you know. Perhaps you are ready for another experiment in sex with food? It’s too bad that we ate the whole thing because leftovers would have been an after dinner treat that couldn’t be beat.”

“It’s better this way because I don’t know if I could say no to another one of your lessons.” I walked away from him and went into the kitchen to tidy up and do the dishes. He came in and circled my waist with his arms. He rested his forehead on my shoulder and let out a soft sigh. It was the kind of sigh that someone would make after a long and difficult day at work. I could feel his breath on my skin as lips gently grazed the nape of my neck. His cologne was penetrating my senses and pulling me into our past. Once again my mind detoured to what this night could lead to...

(... I turned and pulled him in as his hands rubbed against my nipples making them hard against his touch. He ripped open my blouse and lifted me onto the counter. His hands spread my legs and placed them over his shoulders. My feet dangled over his back and then I sighed deeply as his tongue went to work where my panties used to be.

“Fuck, I love the feel of your tongue....oh god, yes, have your real dessert, Ethan.”

“Mmmmmmm, you are better than any dessert, Emily, you are a feast for all the senses and I want you to know that our lives are eternally entwined and can never be torn apart.” His tongue went back to my lips and he delved deep. I pushed my pussy into his face to get him even deeper. I came all over his face and he didn’t stop until my orgasms came to a sudden halt. My body slid off the counter, only my hands held me up and he fucked me into a frenzy. He drove himself in and out of my tight hole over and over again. I bit his shoulder and held on for a ride that I just couldn’t deny myself...)

I was pulled out of my daze when I felt his hand on my hips pulling me tightly to him. I could feel his desire starting to grow in his pants.

“Whoa, what do you think you’re doing? This wasn’t the way this evening is supposed to go and I don’t think we should be doing this.” I reluctantly pushed his body away from mine and was barely able to walk with what just happened. I managed to free myself from the situation before I did something that we would both regret in the long run. He was not the only one losing control here.

“Come on, Emily, you can’t tell me you didn’t want it because I could tell that you were right there with me.”

“I don’t care. It’s not right for where we are at and I for one can control myself, even if you can’t.” I had laid down the gauntlet and if I knew men, he would pick it up and try to take the high road. I wasn’t disappointed.

“Hey, if you can deny yourself then I can certainly do the same.” He was blustering and we both knew it but at least it took him back a little and he decided to play the game.

“Let’s just sit and watch the movie, unless you have to go home and take a cold shower.”

“I’m fine, I’ll leave after the movie and don’t you go trying anything.” His comment broke the mounting tension that we were both feeling. I walked over to the player and turned the movie on. We sat on the sofa curled up against one another. Our bodies were touching intimately but not going any further than that. I was actually having a perverse thrill out of making Ethan crazy and I remembered something that Ronnie had told me that was still stuck in my brain.

‘Emily, you can’t just give in to a man’s desires whenever it suits him. Sex is a two way street. Making a man wait is sometimes the best thing you can do. It’ll make him want you until you are ready.’ These words rang in my ears but it wasn’t that easy when his strong, muscular arms were around me and his hot breath was on the nape of my neck.

This movie had a little intrigue and even though it was mostly a chick flick, I was actually enjoying it. Maybe that was because I had someone to share it with me or better yet, the right person to share it with me. The love story was playing out on screen while my own story played out in real life. It was never like in the movies and this relationship with Ethan wasn’t all fairy tales and ever-afters.

I still wanted him but I wouldn’t be the first to make a move. Not until I was ready to do so, until it felt right for me. His order was a tall one. How could I stay in a business arrangement with a loving man and not fall in love? This movie with all the kissing and loving gestures on screen was making it hard for Ethan to sit straight and I was smiling knowing that I was the cause of his unrest. There was only one problem in that situation. I was just as restless as he was. Shit, this was harder than I thought. I fluttered into a dreamlike state as my mind started a story of its own...

(...Our eyes met each other and then I straddled his lap with my pussy playing along the length in his pants. He was straining to let escape the beast that was held within. I pressed myself harder onto him as I heard him take in a sharp breath.

“Hmmmm, looks like someone wants to come out and play.” His eyes told me that he was beyond thinking and only actions had taken over. He slipped my blouse over my head, not bothering with the buttons, then the bra was mysteriously thrown onto the TV and he buried his face between my cleavage. His tongue played there for a second before his attention was drawn to my hard as stone nipples. That tongue was working me into hysteria as his hands held on to my ass. A hot sensation coursed through my lower body causing me to get so wet that I soaked the leg of his pants.

“Now, I do believe the cat is looking to play as well, Emily, I suppose it’s time to let her out and see what develops?” I couldn’t disagree with his assumption and had him reaching for the stars as I peeled his pants and underwear off his well-defined legs.

Pre-cum was evident on the tip and I dipped down and rolled my tongue over the head, eliciting a moan of bliss from my partner, who could only lay his head back on the sofa as my mouth enveloped him. That sturdy piece of male slid over my tongue and I caressed his shaft, making him move against me with a steady rhythm of back and forth motions. Taking my time, I teased him to the point of exploding and then backed off to prolong the agony and pleasure of his release.

“Okay, two can play at that game, missy.” He lifted me into his arms, until my legs were over the chandelier above us and I was upside down as his mouth began to do magical things to my vagina. I didn’t even own a chandelier, but that was irrelevant. I might purchase one if this was how it was going to be used.

“Damn, I want to fuck you, Emily.” I didn’t have to say a thing as he flipped me down onto the floor. My body was now on the plush carpet as a fire roared in the fireplace. I didn’t own a fireplace but that was another irrelevant detail. Suddenly, he moved over me. His cock sought my climax which threatened to erupt at any moment.

“Fuck, this is so perfect that I never want this to end my love.” The feel of him inside me was so good that I was carried away on a wave of ecstasy. “Emily, I want to ask you to....” )

Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeep. I came out of the dream with him still beside me. The beep of the television was going off, signalling the end to the movie. I could feel the heat under my skirt and felt a wetness that told me I had to get rid of him and fast. I needed him to leave before I was too far gone to care. I nudged him in the ribs.

“What...what is it?”

“You have to go. It’s getting late and I have an early day tomorrow.” Another white lie and they were coming to me easier now than before so what did that say about me? “Come on, get your coat.”

Sleepily, he stretched his frame and his shirt came undone showing his six pack abs. I had to bite my lips to stop myself from jumping him right then and there. Watching him take his coat, he never insisted on staying and I didn’t extend the invitation. I still had so many questions in my mind. He turned to me and looked into my eyes as if it were the last time we would be together. I started to feel lightheaded and could hardly speak. I whispered to him, “I just don’t understand you sometimes, Ethan. What do you want from me? What do you want?”

“I am looking at what I want, Emily.” He smiled at me and closed the door behind him. The sound of the click of the door made me wonder if I did the right thing. He had stayed the gentlemen and didn’t push anything which made me hate him a little more. Damn him for having an ethical code of honor. It just didn’t seem fair to have to deny ourselves the pleasure that we knew would be mind-blowing, but he had started to take me for granted and that just couldn’t be tolerated. He had to know that life didn’t revolve around just his needs. Maybe now he would see that women had feelings and he should respect that and act accordingly. The lust was undeniable between us but that couldn’t be all there was and if that was the case then maybe we weren’t supposed to be together in the first place.

I looked at the door and I knew that he was almost to his car by now. I was tempted to run over to the window and scream to the world that I was in love with Ethan Sterling. I had finally admitted it to myself. I LOVE ETHAN! “I LOVE YOU, ETHAN STERLING!”

My heart belonged to him and I had no say in the matter. I wanted him in my life even if it was just an arrangement between us. This whole situation made no logical sense but the heart does not understand logic. Every part of me ached for him, for his touch, for his kiss. I could still smell his cologne on me from cuddling on the sofa earlier tonight. Fuck, even though he was driving me to destruction, I couldn’t seem to let go of the steering wheel.

I went to bed and tried to think of anything besides him but then I just gave up. I got up and took a long cool shower to ease the frustration that I was feeling inside. I could not get Ethan out of my head because he was now permanently etched in my heart. I crawled back into bed, closed my eyes and fell asleep with the images of his body shimmering across my sight.