Emma laughed louder, slowly moving to roll over and lay her upper body on me, giving me a quick kiss before saying, "Oh, well, I'm glad I could make that dream come true. Always my pleasure."
"Oh, and the fact that it's you, the most beautiful woman in the world, ya know, that helps a ton too," I said, staring into her eyes as she laughed again.
"That's better. You want this to happen again, better be telling the truth at all times."
Emma got out of the bed a few minutes later and went into the bathroom, getting herself cleaned up. I did the same, and we pulled on the bare minimum of clothes before climbing back into the bed. I wasn't sure how long I could stay without overstaying my welcome until Emma said, "Do you know what I like about you Derek? You're not pushy. You're just so content and happy to let things flow. I hope you don't mind me talking about other guys, but usually by now I've had guys demanding so many things. Both sexual and not. The last time I bought a guy back to my hotel room, after we finished, he was almost immediately trying to get me to do something else. And the time before that, the guy just upped and left!"
"I could not imagine wanting to just up and leave you after that," I replied back. "But, I can go whenever you want me to."
"Nope. Actually, I was just lying here, wishing we had planned a little better so that you could spend the night. Unless, you wanted to go get whatever you need and come back."
"I'd be just happy to sleep in my boxers and go get some toiletries from the store here in the hotel if it means I don't have to leave you," I told her.
"See? That's what I like to hear," Emma said with a smile, wrapping her arm around me and squeezing me tightly.
We ended up turning on a movie and watching a little of it before we fell asleep. My last thought that night, of course, was of her. "I just slept with Emma Watson. Holy shit."
The next morning, Emma ordered us room service and I ran downstairs to the hotel's little amenity store to pick up a few items. After we ate, Emma surprised me by inviting me to shower with her. Nothing sexual happened, despite me being half-hard the entire time, and Emma even commenting on it. But, I stuck to what she said the night before about me, and didn't try to force more than just a few kisses.
I had to leave around mid-morning, needing to get home to change before heading to the country club to give a tennis lesson that afternoon. Emma left at the same time, being picked up by somebody that she knew to go to lunch together. We shared a quick kiss together in the lobby of the hotel and she left me by saying, "I'm already thinking of when I get to see you again."
Unfortunately, due to me taking on a few more tennis lessons at the country club, and Emma having prior plans, we were having a few problems getting together. She finally had a plane ticket to return home to London and was counting down the days, while telling me that she wanted to see me again.
We did still continue to talk every day, mostly texting but a phone call here and there. On the second to last day before she had to leave, I had pretty much given up hope of seeing her again, and she confirmed by saying, "I'm sorry. I really am. But, with how busy I am tomorrow and how early my flight is, I don't think I'll have a chance to say goodbye to you. Especially in the way we were hoping to. I hope this doesn't affect our friendship and we can continue talking, as time permits."
I told her of course, being content with knowing what we had done. The next day, her last in Utah, outside of a good morning text, I didn't hear from Emma until midday. I knew that she was busy, saying goodbye to people she had known for a longer time, and packing after being here for two weeks. But, around noon, as I was leaving the country club, she sent me a text, asking for my address.
When she didn't respond after I sent it, I figured that it was probably for a Christmas card or something. Maybe to have her lawyer send an NDA. I thought about asking for hers in return, mainly as a joke but decided against it.
Later that night, as I was eating dinner, I sent her one last night, thanking her for giving me a chance to be her friend, letting her know what a great time I had, and that I would miss her. I asked her to let me know when she was home, so that I would know she was safe, and that I couldn't wait to hopefully see her again.
Two hours later, I was sitting on my couch, a half-drank beer in my hand, watching some random tennis match playing on some random ESPN channel I didn't even know I had, when there was a knock at my door. As I walked towards it, I could barely make out the shadow of somebody standing there, and stayed cautious as I opened it.
Until I saw Emma standing there, travel bags in hand and next to her, and opened the door fully. "Emma?"
"Hi, Derek. I just couldn't leave without seeing you again. But, I'll need a ride to the airport in a couple of hours."
"Um, of course, come inside," I said as I held the door open, grabbing a few of her bags and bringing them in too.
"I'm sorry, I wanted to tell you sooner, but I wasn't sure if I could make it work. I was actually supposed to check out of my hotel and go stay with Rick and Susan, and they were going to give me a ride to the airport. I was just with them when I told them to bring me here. I think they were a little worried but I convinced them I would be OK. Like I said, I just needed to see you again."
I listened to her talk and when she finished, I stepped forward until I was close enough to wrap my arms around her and pull her close to me. As she looked up at me, brushing her loose brown hair behind her ears, I leaned down until our lips met.
She wrapped her arms around my neck, eagerly returning the kiss. I was already growing hard in the basketball shorts I had on and my hands instantly went down to her butt, grabbing onto and squeezing her buttcheeks as I pulled us into the living room.
Emma was wearing a simple plain T-shirt and a pair of black leggings as I turned us towards the couch. "Bedroom?" she asked as I started to kiss her neck, using my hands to pull her leggings down.
"Later," I said, helping her to sit down on the couch as I kneeled in front of her, pulling her leggings and underwear down to her feet, and pulling them off. I put my hands on her knees, pushing them apart as I leaned in and started to kiss around her vagina, brushing across it, and nibbling on her inner thighs.
"My gosh, Derek," Emma moaned, putting her hands on the couch to brace herself as she watched me inch closer to her pussy.
I stuck my tongue out, running it up and down her slit, feeling the warmth coming from her as her wetness spread at my touch. Her soft, breezy, sensual moans of "hmm..." music to my ears as I started to poke and prod my tongue against her lower lips. I took one of my hands off her knee, moving it over to her pussy, and using my fingers to rub her pussy.
I looked up at her and saw her still watching me, her chest heaving up and down as I used my fingers to pull her lips open, and stuck my tongue inside her. Her moans were still light, soft, driving me crazy as I started to dart my tongue in and out of her, still using my fingers to rub her lips.
"Oh, my gosh," Emma moaned in an almost whisper. She finally closed her eyes, leaning back on the couch, her hands gripping at the cushions as I pushed my tongue in deep to her. Just like when she was riding me, I found her clit with my fingers putting pressure on it and rubbing little circles around it.
"Hmm..." she continued to softly moan as I ate her out, her head shaking from side to side as her body got closer and closer to her climax. She started to slowly push her hips up, lowering them back down, then up again as I pushed my tongue deep into her.
"Derek..." she softly moaned as she reached her climax. Her back arched off the couch, her head being buried into the back of it. I pushed down on her knee as her other leg came up, wrapping around my neck, and resting on my shoulder.
Her juices started to flow out of her pussy and onto my tongue, where I quickly pulled them into my mouth, and swallowed them down my throat. I once again had those same thoughts in my mind, "I just ate out Emma Watson. I made her cum with my tongue and fingers. She's on my couch, half-naked."
As she finished her orgasm, she lowered her hips back down and took her leg off my shoulder. I pulled my tongue out of her pussy, quickly replacing it with my finger, sliding it in and out, as I watched her take a couple of deep breaths before opening her eyes and looked down at me.
"Well, then. That was quite the welcome into your home," she said with a giggle, her face flush from the orgasm.
I smiled and said, "Can I kiss you again or should I go wipe first?"
She laughed again with a slight moan coming after it as I kept my finger going in and out of her, standing up from the floor and joining her on the couch. Looking into my eyes, with her soft British accent mesmerizing me, she said, "Kiss me, now, and don't stop."
"What time do you have to go to the airport?"
"My flight leaves at two. Should probably be there at 1:30 so I don't upset the pilots."
"Private plane?" I asked, my finger still moving in and out of her as I moved forward and started to kiss her neck.
"Yes. Otherwise, I'd be flying commercial and wouldn't get back in time to London for an event in two days."
"Hmm...you're making it awfully hard to not want to follow you."
"Yeah? Well, let's make this night unforgettable so you'll be satisfied for a few months. Unless you don't feel like you can stay awake?"
"For you, I'll do anything."
Instead of responding, Emma leaned forward, kissing my lips. She immediately parted her lips, pushing her tongue against mine until I opened them, letting her tongue into my mouth. As our tongues swirled together, I couldn't help but think, "Her juices are still on my tongue. Her tongue is touching my tongue. And now, her hand is on my groin."
Indeed, as we made out, Emma put her hand on my basketball shorts, feeling my semi-hard cock, but quickly slipping inside them, and wrapping her hand around my shaft. Our tongues continued to swirl together, my finger still in her pussy, her hand in my cock, and I convinced myself that this was heaven.
Wanting to give her better access, I removed my hand from her pussy, sliding it up and under her shirt. I brushed across her bare stomach, up to her chest, pushing under her bra, and inching my hand over her left breast, until I could cup it fully and squeeze it.
As I squeezed her breast, our tongues pushing back and forth between her mouth and my mouth, she took her hand out of my shorts and started to pull them down. I lifted up my hips, helping her to get my shorts down to my knees, where I took over and kicked them off. As I kicked them across the room, Emma fished my cock, with its top already poking out, out of the flap of my boxers. As it stuck straight in the air, she eagerly returned to stroking it up and down.
Still continuing to make out with me, Emma straddled my lap, pulling the tip of my cock into her pussy. She moaned into my mouth as she let go of it and lowered her body down the shaft. I put my hands on her hips as she wrapped her arms around my neck, and we enjoyed the feeling of me being buried deep inside her again.
"I could stay like this forever," she moaned as we ended the kiss, our foreheads resting against each other.
"I'm pretty sure this is heaven," I replied.
"Pretty sure if this was heaven, we would both be naked," Emma said with another giggle as she started to slowly roll her hips on top of me, sliding my cock in and out of her.
Getting the hint, I first pulled my shirt off, tossing it to the floor. As she continued to ride me, I grabbed onto the bottom of her shirt and pulled up on her shirt. Emma unwrapped her arms from my neck and lifted them up into the air as I pulled her shirt up and off, also tossing it to the floor. Her plain, white, simple bra followed next and I looked at her as I said, "There, heaven."
Emma giggled again, pressing her naked body on mine, putting her hands on the back of the couch, as I used my grip on her hips to move her body up and down the full length of my cock. "Hmm..." she softly moaned into my ear.
When Emma started to move her hips up and down on her own, I moved my hands over to her ass and grabbed it tightly. "Hmmm...can I tell you a secret?"
I said yes and Emma whispered in my ear, "I love having my ass touched during sex. As good as it was last time, I was a little sad I didn't get spanked or even grabbed."
"Fuck," I moaned. "Anal?"
"Not a fan. But having your hand there? Yes please."
"Noted," I said, caressing her buttcheeks with my hands.
Emma continued to bounce on my cock as I squeezed her ass, her nipples rubbing up and down on my chest as she rode me. "Can you go twice tonight?"
"In the time span that we have, I don't think so. I'm sorry."
"That's OK," she said, bottoming out on my cock as she stopped over. She leaned forward, gave me a brief kiss, then said, "Maybe we should move to the bed and see what we can do to prolong this night."
Emma climbed off my lap and offered her hand to help me up. I gladly took it and kissed her after standing up. I grabbed her hand and led her down the hallway to my bedroom, opening the door and letting her walk in first, my eyes glued to her naked ass as she walked past me. "Sorry, it's not as fancy as you're used to," I told her, happy I had taken time that morning to clean the room.
Emma laughed, turning around to wrap her arms around my waist, resting her head on my chest, and saying, "The bed is made and your clothes are picked up. Good enough for me, even if I wasn't famous."
I wrapped my arms around her, holding her close, our naked bodies pressing into each other. After about a minute, Emma asked, "Is it crazy that I'm thinking of asking you something I don't think I've ever asked anybody?"
"I will wait for you forever and always come running when you call. If that's what it is," I told her, slowly beginning to rub my hands up and down her back.
She laughed and said, "No, silly. I was actually thinking of asking you...is there anything you'd like to do with me? Like a position we haven't done or anything else? I just feel like, after what the way you've treated me these first few weeks...like I'm just normal Emma, not famous Emma, you deserve something special."
As she talked, she pulled her head away from my chest and looked into my eyes, a soft smile on her face. I kissed her forehead and said, "Emma, just being with you is special enough."
"I figured you would say something like that. You're just too humble."
I laughed and said, "I mean, I'm sure I could think of something if you really wanted me to. Or, we just keep going like we have been and see what happens. I love learning new things about you and what you like as we go."
"Hmm...I can think of one thing that most guys ask me to do." I asked her what it was and she said, "I've had quite a few guys, both boyfriends and hook ups, ask me to suck their dick after it's been in my pussy. It doesn't do anything for me, but seems to make them happy."
"I definitely wouldn't complain about it," I told her.
Emma smiled as she slowly squatted down in front of me. I hung my arms at my side, watching as Emma wrapped her hand around my cock, pulling it down to point at her face, and swirled her tongue around my tip. I moaned as she wrapped her lips around me and slowly sucked me into her mouth, starting to bob her head up and down my shaft.
"God, you're making it really hard to not ask to cover your face or tits with my cum," I told her, closing my eyes and enjoying the feeling of her soft lips on my hard cock.
She briefly took me out of her mouth, using her hands on my shaft, and said, "If I had time enough to take a shower, I would say yes."
"Good to know for next time. Oh God," I moaned as she took as much as me into her mouth as possible with every deep push of her mouth. "OK, OK, fuck, I gotta have you stop."
Emma was giggling as I pulled her off my cock, and helped her stand back up. "Now what?" she asked after I leaned down to kiss her again.
"Get on the bed and let's find out."
Emma looked into my eyes before she started to move. She put her hands on my chest, got on her tiptoes to kiss me, then gave me a little shove backward before turning to jump onto my bed. Before I could react, she pulled the covers down, slid her body down into them, then pulled them up and over her body, completely covering her body and face.
I laughed as I saw her fingertips poking out of the top of the covers, holding it closed over her. "Come get me," her muffled voice said.
I climbed onto the bed, being careful not to step on her, and tried to get the covers down, but she held them tight. I tried a few other times before I finally decided to just lay on her, listening to her laugh and giggle under them.
She finally loosened her grip on the covers and I slid my body under them to join her. We immediately started to kiss, her arms wrapping under my shoulders, her hands rubbing my back. I had one of my hands on the bed, holding myself steady, while I used my other hand to explore her body. I squeezed both of her breasts, one at a time, as our lips twisted and turned with each other. I used my fingers to pinch and rub her nipples, trying to feel the subtle differences between the two.
As we made out, I felt the covers moving and shifting as Emma lay flat on her back, spreading her legs open. I took my hand off her breasts and moved it down, over her stomach and belly button, brushing my fingers over and through the thin, trimmed strip of hair above her pussy, and resting my palm on her heated mound.
Emma moaned into my mouth as I slowly pushed a finger past her lower lips and into her pussy. I pulled it in and out of her, loving how her insides felt around my finger. She ended the kiss, leaning her head back on the pillow, and saying, "I don't care what you thought heaven was earlier, but this is definitely it."
I laughed, still moving my finger in and out of her, and started to kiss all over her neck. I briefly thought about leaving her a hickey, or at least asking if I could, especially with what she said earlier, but thought better of it as I sucked her skin into my mouth, let go, and moved to another part of her neck.
When I had kissed every inch of her neck, or at least felt like I had, I moved down to her breasts. I alternated between the two as I sucked and licked her nipples, her eyes closing at the pleasure coursing through her body caused by my fingers and mouth.
"Right there, Derek. Don't stop."
She moved one of her hands down between us, placing it on top of my hand, and immediately altered how fast I had my finger going in and out of her. Her hips started to rise up against my hand and her eyes opened to stare at me as I pushed myself up, watching her body react to my touch as the covers slipped off us.
Her face scrunched up a bit as her mouth hung open, that same soft, sensual moan coming out of it as she got closer and closer to her climax. I stared right back into her eyes, pushing my finger deep inside her, making a "come here" motion with it, and just waiting for her to finish.
"Release for me, Emma. Let me see your body as you come."
"Oh, Derek!" Emma moaned, her fingers digging into my back, her other hand pushing down on my finger buried inside her, and her back arched off the bed. She lifted her head up to mine, passionately kissing me as her orgasm rocked her body.
Pulling away, Emma said, "I need you in me."
I pulled my finger out of her as I climbed onto her body. She reached down, guiding my cock to easily slip inside her pussy again. She left her arms at the side, her legs held wide, as I put my hands next to her shoulder, and started to move my hips back and forth, sliding my cock in and out of her.