Page 98 of Family Bonds- Emma & Warren

“Lie on your stomach,” she said.

“I’d rather lie on my back,” he said. “Then you can rub my chest and arms while you sit naked on my stomach.”

“Ohhhh,” she said. “Okay. I can do that.”

She was flinging her clothes off and hopping on the bed to do as he’d said.

Her knees were on his sides, her lady parts touching his warm belly.

“I can feel when you’re wet when you sit like this.”

Her hands were rubbing his chest. Man, oh man, the muscles on his body. Hard as stones under the warmth of his skin.

“I always seem to get wet when you’re around.”

“Always?” he asked. “You must go through a lot of damp underwear.”

“That will be my little secret,” she said, leaning down to kiss him on the lips. “I have a lot of little secrets.”

This time her voice was the soft quiet one.

“Do you?” he asked against her lips.

“Yes,” she said. “Not always things I do but what I’m thinking.”

His eyes opened wider. She was trying to read what she saw but couldn’t.

Arousal for sure. She felt that in his body.

But she was more concerned about what was in his mind.

It was so hard to put herself out like this.

“I like it when your mind goes to work,” he said.

Her hands were rubbing his biceps now, but she wasn’t so positive he could feel anything. It’s not like she could grip him with as taut and tight as everything was on him.

“My mind never shuts off,” she said.

He put his hands on her waist and lifted her, moved her back, and set her down on his dick.

She let out a small moan. It always felt so good to have him inside of her.

“Neither does your body,” he said.

Her hands were on his chest for leverage and she was lifting and lowering at a slow, steady pace.

Not something she did often when they were together.

Maybe it was because they were apart so much that when they saw each other, it was a race to get their clothes off and to the end.

“I can’t shut anything off, even if I want to,” she said.

“What are you thinking, Emma?” he asked quietly.

“Lots of things,” she said as she rode him. “It’s harder to focus like this though.”

“Do you need to focus?” he asked. “Can’t you just let your body take over?”