In Emily's Room (Adult)

 

“Hello,” she said walking up to him. He was even sexier than she’d first thought.

“Em,” he cocked his head and stared at her funny, he also looked a bit confused.

“No, sorry. My name is Brenna, but everyone calls me Bre. My family is moving into this old place once it gets fixed up. Do you live around here somewhere?” She wondered if he was one of those distant neighbors, or at least one of their sons. He looked to be about the same age as she was. He had long black wavy hair that was tied at the nape and she noticed that he had beautiful brown eyes. Damn he was hot.

“Yes, I live very near here.” he held his hand out. “It’s nice to meet you, Bre. My name is Morgan.”

“It’s nice to meet you as well.” She offered her hand. He pulled her hand to his sexy pink lips and kissed the top of it.

 She almost wanted to sigh but caught herself.

“Won’t you please sit down?” he moved over giving her room to sit.

Bre nodded her head smiling as she took a seat next to him. She could feel the warmth coming off his body so near hers. The scent of him was intoxicating all clean and earthy and all man. She liked it. He didn’t wear too much cologne like a lot of men she’d met. She liked the basics. That meant he was more like her.

Hell, she might like living here after all, especially if it meant living near a guy as sexy as this one. She wondered if there were others around here just as sexy. And here she’d thought moving way out here she’d be a bit bored. She liked going to clubs and dancing. She had a bit of a wild side to her that her family didn’t know about. She could include this guy in a night out at the club. Wouldn’t her friends be jealous?

“So, Morgan, how long have you lived here?”

“My entire existence.”

Okay so he spoke strangely but the deep baritone of his voice was soothing to her soul. For some reason she was drawn to this strange man more than she’d been to any others. She wondered if he had a girlfriend since he’d called her Em. Had he been waiting here for her when Bre showed up instead? It was dark so maybe he’d made the mistake of thinking she was this Em. She already felt jealous of the woman.

“Were you waiting for someone?”

“Not really. I think I was just dreaming.”

“You called me Em. Is that your girlfriend?” God, let him say no and that he doesn’t have a girlfriend. She wanted to get to know more about this guy and she wouldn’t be able to do that if he had a girlfriend or wife.

“She was, but I’m afraid she died a long time ago.” He looked down at his hands in that moment.

“I’m sorry for your loss.” Was she really? Didn’t that mean that he was free, or did it mean that he’d already gotten another girlfriend and she just reminded him of the dead one.

“It’s okay. You remind me of Em. She was very beautiful just like you.” He looked over at her with those sexy eyes and a smile on his face.

“Was she?” she felt heat rise to her face. She’d never been embarrassed before and didn’t know why she was now. She didn’t want to be compared to some dead girl, but at least he thought she was beautiful.

“Yes, she had dark hair just like yours and actually the same green eyes.” He touched her hair and then caressed his hand down her face.

Bre leaned into him enjoying his touch. He put his finger beneath her chin and turned her to face him then leaned in to kiss her. The only thing she hoped for was that he wasn’t thinking of the dead girl while kissing her. But then again, she really didn’t care, the kiss felt that good.

His breath was warm on her face, and his pink lips were so gentle and soft on hers. She opened her mouth to him as he deepened the kiss. She moaned as his tongue filled her mouth. The sweetness of his kiss was unbelievable. The next thing she knew they were tugging at each other’s clothes wanting to get closer to each other. They couldn’t get each other’s clothes off fast enough. Then they were laying on the picnic table he positioned her on top. She stared down into his face as he pushed into her, and they both groaned out as he filled her completely. She leaned up placing her hands on his broad chest for support as she stared into his eyes. It felt right with him buried deep into her.

His hands moved to her waist helping her move over him. She ground on him as he moved her hips back and forth with his strong hands. She couldn’t believe she was so close to oblivion in such a brief time and with a total stranger who’d made her feel better than any man she’d ever been with so far. What was wrong with her? She’d never done such a thing before. She knew it was wrong but damn it felt so right with him.

She cried out digging her nails into him, his hands tightened on her holding her immobile as his warm seed filled her, he roared out and she was almost afraid her family would hear or see them. Why she hadn’t thought of that before now, she had no idea.

How had she gone from meeting someone to having sex with them in the matter of a few minutes? What the hell was wrong with her? She asked once again.