Chapter 18
Emma
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Emma barely waited for both of them to get in the limo and the door to close before she kissed him again. She needed his kisses like she needed oxygen. From the way he kissed her back, Jackson felt the same.
The car started moving and Emma decided to utilize the space only a limo could provide.
She pulled up her dress so that she could straddle his waist. He groaned as she moved over him, his hands going to her hips. The soft silky fabric pooled around the two of them as they made out in the back seat of the limo. Jackson nipped at her lower lip, causing her body to heat with desire and she let out a low moan.
“Everything okay back there?” the limo driver asked, glancing back in the mirror.
“Perfect,” Jackson replied, his voice tight. She felt his right hand leave her waist and fumble with the buttons until the privacy screen went up.
Emma grinned and glanced around at the darkened windows and privacy screen. “I’ve never done it in a limo,” she remarked.
“Mmm,” Jackson mumbled, pressing his face into her cleavage. He tugged on a shoulder strap, causing her dress to fall to the side. He pulled just a little bit more, looking up at Emma and grinning as her breast came free.
“I’m guessing you have,” she said, her voice coming out dark and husky. He moved his mouth to her nipple, sucking in the tight nub and making her gasp.
He nibbled and sucked, sending alternating waves of pleasure and desire straight down her spine. She was glad she was able to wear panties with this dress, because she was soaking through them with what he was doing to her.
She arched her back, giving him better access and reveled in the low, male sound of appreciation that came from him. She could feel him growing beneath her, his cock begging to be set free from his pants. Without thinking, she rocked against him, wanting the same thing.
“Fuck,” he groaned, the word whispering against the bare skin of her breast. His hands tightened on her hips, not stopping the motion, but instead making sure she kept going.
The car came to a stop.
“Sir, we’re here,” the driver’s voice came over the intercom.
“The one time there’s no traffic,” Emma whispered. She was fully ready to continue in the limo. The idea of stopping was the last thing she wanted.
Jackson looked up at her. “We get more time if we go upstairs,” he told her.
She stuck out her lower lip and rocked against him. “I don’t want to wait.”
“I’ll make it worth your while,” he promised. He leaned over and gave her nipple one last tantalizing suck before sliding her sleeve back up her arm.
“You better,” she told him, adding a smile to show she wasn’t really upset. “And, just so you know, you better do me in the back seat of a limo one day.”
He chuckled. “With pleasure,” he told her.
She slid off his lap, pulling her dress back down from around her waist. She could see the damp spot on his pants where she’d been grinding against him. He winked at her and opened the limo door up and helped her step out.
Jackson grabbed her hand and dragged her to the elevator. The silver doors opened and he pulled her inside, pushing her against the side wall.
His tongue traced the curve of her neck while one hand went to her breast through the soft fabric of her dress. With his free hand, he hit the authentication button to allow them access to their floor.
The elevator started to rise, just like her temperature. His mouth sucked and licked at the sensitive skin of her throat and shoulders and his hands teased her nipples through the satin of her dress. All the while, he kept her pinned to the elevator wall, keeping her exactly where he wanted her.
Not that she wanted to escape. She wanted to be right there, but there was something about being put in her place that made the deeper parts of her brain light up with desire. It was primal. She half expected him to throw her over his shoulder and carry her into the apartment.
Luckily, no other residents got on the elevator. Emma was glad, because she wouldn’t be able to keep her hands off of him. Not when she was this turned on. She didn’t want to have to appear proper and p
olite.
They both nearly missed the soft ding as they arrived on their floor. It was only the change in light that caught Emma’s attention that they could leave. She cleared her throat and gave him a gentle push. Jackson didn’t move at first, instead licking his lips and pressing her harder against the wall.