They both ended up in Emma's room, as if by magic. It wasn't magical, actually. They had kissed all the way from the living room up to her room. Emma's back was against the door as Jayden kissed her neck so passionately. His neck kisses were so good, and Emma didn't have much time to wonder where or who he had learned from, as she was lost in the moment with him. Gentle moans escaped her lips, and that was the only way Jayden knew she liked what he was doing.
"I love the way you moan," Jayden said, mid-neck kisses.
Emma gave a pause, her eyes fluttering open as she looked up at him, a soft smile on her face.
"You don't have to be weird about it" Emma said almost shyly
"There's nothing to be weird about" Jayden said to her with a corner smile
"Well, you're really good at this," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
Jayden's eyes crinkled at the corners as he smiled, his lips still brushing against her skin.
"I've had my fair share of practice," he whispered back, his breath sending shivers down her spine. Emma's eyes sparkled with amusement. He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her closer.
Jayden's smile grew wider, and he deepened the kiss, his lips moving from her neck to her mouth.
Jayden's hand went to Emma's cloth as he tried to pull it off. Emma was quick to stop him.
He stared at her, as if searching her emotions, and then he asked, "You scared?" Emma shook her head negatively, her eyes drifting to the side. "Oh, you shy?" he asked once more.
"That could work," she said under her breath.
"There's nothing to be shy about," Jayden said, his voice low and husky. "We're two adults, about to engage in certain acts."
Emma looked up at him, a hint of amusement in her eyes. "You're weird as fuck," she said, pushing Jayden away as she walked towards the bed.
"You think?" he asked, his eyes never leaving hers, as he spun her around and held her chin upwards. "Get naked for me," he said, his voice almost commanding.
Emma's eyes flashed with defiance, and she slapped his face gently, making him groan in mock pain. "That's not how it works, Joker," she said, her voice firm but playful.
"That's how I work," he replied, his eyes glinting with mischief.
"Let the moment lead," Emma said once more, her voice softening as she placed her lips on his. They fell onto the bed together, their bodies entwined as they lost themselves in the moment.
Jayden had tried to take off Emma's shirt a couple more times, but she still wouldn't allow it. He was determined to get a glimpse of her breasts, as he had seen them before and couldn't help but feel drawn to them. He was a self-proclaimed "boobs guy," and he was convinced that they would taste better than he had imagined.
As Emma lay beneath him, Jayden locked both of her wrists in one hand, holding them above her head. "You're pissing me off," he whispered into her ear, his breath sending shivers down her spine. Emma looked up at him, searching for any sign of anger, but his eyes seemed calm and playful. She felt a wave of relaxation wash over her, and her voice came out in a sigh. "Do you have to take my shirt off?" she asked.
Jayden's response was nonchalant. "That could work," he said, as his less busy hand slipped under her shirt, while the other continued to hold her wrists in place. His hand began to massage one of her breasts, and his lips fell onto the other, sending a surge of sensation through her body. Emma tried to free her hands, desperate to hold onto his hair or anything else that would anchor her to the moment. But Jayden was stronger, and he held her hands firmly in place.
"Jayden..." she moaned, her voice barely above a whisper. Jayden pulled his mouth out from under her clothes, looking up at her with a mischievous glint in his eye.
"Please don't stop," she begged, her eyes filled with lustful desires. Jayden's smile was satisfying, and he seemed to revel in her desperation.
"Hmmmm... You're begging already," he said, his voice low and husky.
Emma's response was immediate. "Just shut up and continue," she told him, her voice firm but laced with desire.
Jayden was quick to obey, his head dipping back under her shirt as he continued to tease her breasts. Emma was a moaner, and her mouth wasn't shut for even a second as she let out a series of loud, throaty moans. Jayden let go of her hand, and it instantly fell onto his hair.
"Fuckkkkkkk," she moaned loudly, her body arching beneath him.
Both of Jayden's hands were now under her shirt, alongside his face, as he worked his magic on her breasts. His mouth was stuck to her nipple, and his hands were massaging the thick part of her breast, sending waves of pleasure through her body. Emma was lost in the moment, her moans filling the air as Jayden continued to tease and tantalize her. They both ended up in Emma's room, as if by magic. It wasn't magical, actually. They had kissed all the way from the living room up to her room. Emma's back was against the door as Jayden kissed her neck so passionately. His neck kisses were so good, and Emma didn't have much time to wonder where or who he had learned from, as she was lost in the moment with him. Gentle moans escaped her lips, and that was the only way Jayden knew she liked what he was doing.
"I love the way you moan," Jayden said, mid-neck kisses.
Emma gave a pause, her eyes fluttering open as she looked up at him, a soft smile on her face.
"You don't have to be weird about it" Emma said almost shyly
"There's nothing to be weird about" Jayden said to her with a corner smile
"Well, you're really good at this," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
Jayden's eyes crinkled at the corners as he smiled, his lips still brushing against her skin.
"I've had my fair share of practice," he whispered back, his breath sending shivers down her spine. Emma's eyes sparkled with amusement. He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her closer.
Jayden's smile grew wider, and he deepened the kiss, his lips moving from her neck to her mouth.
Jayden's hand went to Emma's cloth as he tried to pull it off. Emma was quick to stop him.
He stared at her, as if searching her emotions, and then he asked, "You scared?" Emma shook her head negatively, her eyes drifting to the side. "Oh, you shy?" he asked once more.
"That could work," she said under her breath.
"There's nothing to be shy about," Jayden said, his voice low and husky. "We're two adults, about to engage in certain acts."
Emma looked up at him, a hint of amusement in her eyes. "You're weird as fuck," she said, pushing Jayden away as she walked towards the bed.
"You think?" he asked, his eyes never leaving hers, as he spun her around and held her chin upwards. "Get naked for me," he said, his voice almost commanding.
Emma's eyes flashed with defiance, and she slapped his face gently, making him groan in mock pain. "That's not how it works, Joker," she said, her voice firm but playful.
"That's how I work," he replied, his eyes glinting with mischief.
"Let the moment lead," Emma said once more, her voice softening as she placed her lips on his. They fell onto the bed together, their bodies entwined as they lost themselves in the moment.
Jayden had tried to take off Emma's shirt a couple more times, but she still wouldn't allow it. He was determined to get a glimpse of her breasts, as he had seen them before and couldn't help but feel drawn to them. He was a self-proclaimed "boobs guy," and he was convinced that they would taste better than he had imagined.
As Emma lay beneath him, Jayden locked both of her wrists in one hand, holding them above her head. "You're pissing me off," he whispered into her ear, his breath sending shivers down her spine. Emma looked up at him, searching for any sign of anger, but his eyes seemed calm and playful. She felt a wave of relaxation wash over her, and her voice came out in a sigh. "Do you have to take my shirt off?" she asked.
Jayden's response was nonchalant. "That could work," he said, as his less busy hand slipped under her shirt, while the other continued to hold her wrists in place. His hand began to massage one of her breasts, and his lips fell onto the other, sending a surge of sensation through her body. Emma tried to free her hands, desperate to hold onto his hair or anything else that would anchor her to the moment. But Jayden was stronger, and he held her hands firmly in place.
"Jayden..." she moaned, her voice barely above a whisper. Jayden pulled his mouth out from under her clothes, looking up at her with a mischievous glint in his eye.
"Please don't stop," she begged, her eyes filled with lustful desires. Jayden's smile was satisfying, and he seemed to revel in her desperation.
"Hmmmm... You're begging already," he said, his voice low and husky.
Emma's response was immediate. "Just shut up and continue," she told him, her voice firm but laced with desire.
Jayden was quick to obey, his head dipping back under her shirt as he continued to tease her breasts. Emma was a moaner, and her mouth wasn't shut for even a second as she let out a series of loud, throaty moans. Jayden let go of her hand, and it instantly fell onto his hair.
"Fuckkkkkkk," she moaned loudly, her body arching beneath him.
Both of Jayden's hands were now under her shirt, alongside his face, as he worked his magic on her breasts. His mouth was stuck to her nipple, and his hands were massaging the thick part of her breast, sending waves of pleasure through her body. Emma was lost in the moment, her moans filling the air as Jayden continued to tease and tantalize her.