Luke and Emily Part 3 of 3 (finally)

At long last, after my tropical respite, I return with the final part to my pilot series. It was a lot of fun writing in Luke and Emily, using bits and pieces of my life to bring them to life in my mind. As per request, there will be more of Luke and Emily. Leave your comments on what scenarios or things you want to see these lovebirds try!

Back at my car I shoved Emily against the side of the car, my hands on her hips. I got as close as I could to her face without touching and stared into her eyes, breathing softly. She looked back hungrily, though surprised at my tenacity. The cool breeze blew past us as I nestled my knee between her legs, feeling the warmth on my kneecap. I smiled and kissed her neck aggressively, taking a small bit of skin in my mouth and sucking on it.

“Luke…babe,” Emily moaned into my ear, “please. We gotta head home. It’s almost eight. Take me back to your place.”

A car sped past, the headlights illuminating her face. Emily’s hair fell over her shoulders, barely covering her left eye. I cupped her face in my hands and kissed her forehead, pulling her against my chest. She hugged me for a minute before pulling away from me. She slipped into the car and shut the door, leaving me on the sidewalk.

After I got in the car I turned the engine over and pulled away from the curb. It was silent for a few minutes before she connected her phone to the AUX cord and opened up our playlist. Emily tapped her phone a couple more times, playing *Sangria* by Blake Shelton. The calm country music played softly and we both started to sing along.

“We’re buzzing like that no vacancy sign out front

Your skin is begging to be kissed by a little more than the sun

You take my hand in yours, you lean in and

Your lips taste like sangria

Your lips taste like sangria…”

I tapped the steering wheel to the beat, humming along after the chorus. Emily laid her hand on my leg, rubbing up and down slowly. She rolled down the window and allowed the warm spring wind to flow into the car. It was quiet outside and nearly devoid of anybody else. Emily leaned against the car door, staring out at the passing lights.

When we finally pulled into my driveway, it was 8:15. I helped her into the house and to my room, closing the door behind us. We kicked our shoes off and I unbuttoned my button down. Emily disappeared into the bathroom connected to my room and closed the door behind her.

My room was pretty messy. Papers were scattered across the floor and desk, empty bottles of water and cans of Monster were everywhere, and my sheets were unruly. I took the brief time I had to connect my phone to a speaker, dust some crumbs off of the bed, and throw all the pillows back onto the bed from the floor. I slipped out into the hallway and rushed across the dining room to the kitchen, grabbed our bottle of whiskey, and went back to my room.

By now, Emily was leaning against my closet door, biting her lip and staring me down as I set the bottle down. I grabbed her by the hand and pulled her into me, putting my temple to hers, closing my eyes. We swayed back and forth, letting the dim light wash over us. I ran my hand down her back, stopping at her waist. She did the same, though down the front of my chest and pants. But she didn’t stop. I felt cold fingers slipping over my boxers, cupping her hands over my clothed member.

“Well what are you waiting for, lover boy? Get me out of this dress like you promised,” she whispered lustfully.

My hand slid from her waist to the top of her collar, finding the zipper and pulling it down slowly. I tugged the dress down past her shoulders but no further, kissing her collarbone and swaying to and from. Emily hummed a quiet laugh, pulling her dress down herself. It fell from her body and onto the ground with no sound at all. I took a step back and sighed in disbelief and pride.

I grabbed Emily’s curved hips with my hands and pulled her towards me, eyeing her beautiful B-Cups. Her nipples were pink and perked up, like mountains of snow. Her skin was soft and blemishless and the way she held her hands in front of her to cover her body set my heart on fire.

She peeled away my button down and dropped it behind me, tugging my undershirt off from over my head. Emily ran her hands up and down my chest as I unfastened my belt and let my jeans and boxers drop. I dropped to my knees and kissed her stomach softly as I pulled her lace panties down past her ankles.

Her clean-shaven body tensed as I ran a finger down her legs, then back up to her waist. Using my hands I spread her legs apart slightly, slipping my mouth between her legs, pressing my lips against her still wet pussy. I let my tongue slide across my lips, licking her clit slowly and gently. Emily shuddered and laced her fingers in my hair.

I pulled my face away and looked at her lips and how they were much darker than the rest of her body. She tasted sweet and slightly metallic as I ran my tongue between her lips. Emily tugged me upwards, pulling me by my hair. I slowly stood up, pressing my chest to hers. She reached down and took my semi-hard cock into her hand and caressed it lightly.

We locked lips and fell with my back against the wall, my head cloudy as she kissed me. She moaned sweetly as I grabbed both of her butt cheeks and squeezed them tightly, pulling them upwards. I spun around and pinned Emily’s arms against the closet door and attacked her neck, bombarding it with kisses and gentle bites.

After nearly half an hour of her being pinned against the wall as I worshipped her body, Emily pushed me off of her and shoved me onto the bed. I fell back onto the fluffy blankets, erection standing as straight as a soldier. She smiled and went down to her knees on the bed, taking the tip of my cock in her mouth.

Emily sucked on it gently, not moving to anywhere but the head as she swirled her tongue around in her mouth. I grabbed at the sheets and held on tightly as she wrapped her fingers around my shaft, just above my base, and started to slowly stroke up and down. Emily looked up at me, head still in her mouth, and stared up at me with pleading eyes.

I looped my hands under her shoulders and pulled her up, away from my cock. We were chest to chest once more, breathing heavily into each other’s necks. I ran my hand up and down her back as I felt her tongue sliding along my neck and up to my chin. I shuddered at the new sensation and planted a kiss on her shoulder.

We laid there together for quite some time, just enjoying the warmth and company of one another. Just as soon as I was comfortable and ready to move, Emily sat up in my lap and leaned over me, pinning my right arm above my head. She grabbed my cock with her free hand and stood it upright, leaning back.

I almost let out a loud moan as I felt myself slide inside of her warm sex, biting my tongue and exhaling sharply. Emily pursed her lips and blew outwards, leaning back on her arms and using her knees to raise her up before dropping herself back down.

Her tunnel was slick and we moved in unison. As she raised herself upwards, I thrusted my pelvis upwards, and lowered it when she came down. Emily’s breath was shaky as we moved and she leaned forwards, pressing her hands to my chest. I grabbed her hips and pulled her down, holding her steady as I pumped my hips up and down. She dropped her head down and yelped, digging her nails into my chest.

Emily pulled herself upwards and flopped onto the bed next to me. She scrambled onto her hands and knees and wagged her ass in front of me. I sat up and slipped behind her, admiring my view from behind. She was wet to the touch and waiting for me. I spit on my middle and index finger and ran it along her wet ass and pussy. She shuddered and moaned, leaning forward, sticking her ass in the air.

I took my cock in my hand and rubbed the head against her, gently pushing the tip inside of her. Emily clenched around me and pressed back towards me. I clutched her thighs and drew myself into her, pushing in until my base pressed against her body. I then pulled away from her, speeding up as I thrust in and out, slapping against her hard. I leaned forward, over her back, and pressed my head to hers. I grabbed a lock of her hair and tugged it, pulling her head upwards. Emily let out an aggressive moan, grunting as I slapped against her.

My mind was blank as we fucked, the bed creaking softly as we moved. I shoved her forward so her chest was against the bed and sat up, pounding as hard as I could behind her.

“Fucking…,” Emily moaned out, “f-f-fuck.”

I smiled as she didn’t get her sentence out. I pulled out and rolled her onto her back, climbing between her legs. I ran my tip up and down her slit, teasing her as she kissed me. Emily slipped her tongue across my lips, sending tingles down my spine. With one sweep, I thrust inside of her, feeling her mouth drop open, shuddered breaths coming from her throat at the unexpected entry. I resumed kissing Emily, sucking on her tongue and tasting her spit mingling with mine.

I looked down and saw her lips spread open over my cock as I thrust in and out. I could feel my orgasm rising as I rocked my hips back and forth. Emily wrapped her legs around my back and pulled me closer to her.

“Fuck, Emily!” I moaned into her ear, “I’m gonna cum.”

Emily unwrapped her legs and slapped my thighs, gesturing for me to climb forwards. I inched my way to her mouth and slid my cock across her lips, letting her suck roughly. I moaned and eased my hips towards her mouth, pushing in further. She gagged softly, playing with my balls as I thrust my hips forwards, cumming in her mouth.

I pressed my arms against the wall as I came in her mouth, feeling the hot liquid fill her mouth. Emily swallowed gratefully, opening her mouth to breathe as soon as it was empty of cum. I slid back down, laying next to her, on my side, staring into her eyes.

She giggled, licking her lips and pecking my lips sweetly. I exhaled and nuzzled my face into her neck, smothering her in kisses. Emily laughed again and turned to face me. We pulled a fur blanket over our heads and cuddled together, whispering sweet nothings to each other. Eventually, though I have no idea when, we fell asleep, tangled in blankets and affectionate embraces.

When I woke up, the sun was streaming through my half-closed curtains. Emily was fast asleep on my chest, snoring softly. With an exasperated groan I craned my neck to see my alarm clock. It was 8:30 AM.

“Fuck.”

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