“Now, boys, no parties, no getting crazy, and for the love of God, try to keep your snakes in your pants, please,” David said. He turned and walked out of the house.
When I turned and looked at Billy, I was pretty sure his expression matched mine. Then, all I could hear was screaming.
Billy smiled. “Sounds like they found Emma.”
I rolled my eyes and started making my way back up to my bedroom. I turned and pointed to Billy. “No one takes the master bedroom downstairs.”
Billy made a motion like he was going to throw up. “Agreed.”
I walked into my room, only to have Peggy whistle and tell me to take it off. I gave her a dirty look. I glanced down at the towel and then back up. My eyes caught Emma’s. She looked so happy. She was still under the covers, but she had on one of my T-shirts. Just seeing her in my shirt caused my dick to start getting hard again.
“It’s beautiful. Oh my God, it fits your finger perfectly. You know what that means, don’t you?” Margie asked.
Em shook her head. “No. What does it mean?”
“Oh, Emma Rose, it’s good luck. It means you’re a fit for life.” Margie looked at me and made a face because I was practically naked with only a towel wrapped around my waist. Then, she turned back to Emma. “Nothing will ever come between the two of you.”
“Except for our dad.” Billy let out another laugh and leaned against the doorjamb.
“Okay…y’all have seen it, and you’ve screamed.” I looked at Billy. “You’ve had your laughs. Now, can I get back to my girl, please?”
Peggy stood up. “When the cat’s away, the mice will play.”
Margie let out a yelp and ran into Billy’s arms. “Take me. I’m yours.”
“Ew,” Emma said as she covered her ears.
When Raymond walked up, it was Peggy’s turn to let out a squeal.
“What in the hell is going on here?” He took one look at me in the towel and Emma in the bed. “I take it, we didn’t give you enough time.”
I shook my head. “No, y’all didn’t. Now, get the hell out of my room!” I shouted as I began pushing Billy out. I slammed the door shut.
I started walking toward the bed when Billy called out, “An unlocked door is an open invitation.”
Emma started giggling as I turned around and locked my bedroom door.
When I turned back around, Emma had taken the shirt off, and she was standing at the end of the bed waiting for me with a condom in her hand. I took the towel off and let it drop to the floor. I walked as fast as I could to get to her. I slammed my body against hers and began kissing her. I picked her up and placed her back down on my bed.
“You’re gonna have to be quiet, Buttercup.”
She nodded her head and put her finger up to her lips. I slowly kissed her neck and whispered how much I loved her.
“I’m going to make love to you all night long, Em,” I said against her neck.
“Yes,” she said as she lightly trailed her fingers along my back.
I loved to feel her touch. I loved to touch her. I ran my fingertip along the side of her face, down her chest, around her nipple, down her stomach, and found my way to heaven. As I slipped my fingers inside her, I let out a low moan. I sat up and ripped open the package before sliding the condom down my shaft.
“Garrett, I need to feel you so badly. Please go slow,” Emma whispered.
I began pushing myself in. I moved in and out slowly. Emma’s hands were all over my body as I kissed her neck and chest. I picked up the pace just a little.
“Feels. So. Good,” she said.
I moved myself in a way that I knew she loved, and before I knew it, I was kissing her to muffle out the sounds of her moans of pleasure. When she finally came down, I began moving in and out gradually again.
Emma caught her breath and pulled my head closer to her. She put her lips up next to my ear. “I want you to fuck me harder.”