Julian's voice was a low, husky whisper against Emma's ear. "I'm going to make you even messier," he promised, his words sending a shiver of anticipation through her.
True to his word, he quickened his pace, thrusting into her with deeper, more urgent movements. Emma's moans grew louder, her body responding eagerly to his increased intensity. Her nails dug into his shoulders as she held on, completely lost in the sensation.
One of Julian's hands slid up to her breast, cupping it firmly before his fingers found her nipple. He pinched and rolled it gently, earning a sharp, pleasure-filled cry from Emma. "Ahn..yess! Julian…!" she gasped, her back arching off the bed.
Feeling a sudden need to be closer, Emma reached for him, her eyes pleading. "Kiss me," she breathed.
