Emily's soft voice floated in through the crack in the door. "Thanks, but I just want to be alone for a bit and get some rest."
"Yeah, a lot went down today. Resting up sounds like a good idea. But if you feel off or anything, let me know. I'll take you to the hospital," John replied.
"Alright, I'm heading to my room. Good night." Emily's light footsteps echoed outside the door, followed by the sound of it closing.
A little while later, I heard another door close. I figured John must've shut his door after making sure Emily got to her room.
I finally let out a sigh of relief. It wasn't that I was possessive of Emily or cared about her being with other guys. I just didn't want John to mess up our plans tonight. Once my needs were met, I'd be all for John and Emily being together.
I lay quietly on the bed for a bit. Around midnight, my door creaked open.
I looked up, and there was Emily, sneaking in quietly.
She barely opened the door, trying not to make any noise. After slipping in, she carefully locked it behind her. I couldn't wait any longer and pulled her onto the bed, pinning her beneath me.
As she lay under me, she gasped, her eyebrows knitting together in pain. Only then did I suddenly remember she was still hurt.
I quickly sat up, raising my hands in a surrender gesture. "Sorry, I forgot you were injured. Are you okay? Did I hurt you?"
Emily's eyes, filled with desire, met mine. "I'm fine. I'm ready. Come on."
"Alright." I bent her legs and pushed her nightgown up.
My fingers teased her through her underwear, and she reacted instantly, trembling slightly, her breath shaky.
I pressed my three fingers against her crotch, gently rubbing up and down. Once I found her clit, I expertly pinched and rubbed it.
Emily let out a soft, contented moan, her cheeks flushing with a warm glow that turned me on even more.
With a firm hand, I slid her underwear to the side, revealing her glistening labia.
A glistening droplet on her clit looked both erotic and sexy.
I swallowed hard but couldn't bring myself to kiss it.
Even though her pussy was pink and tender, the thought of someone else being there made me feel a bit grossed out.
I just slid my middle finger inside her.
She was so wet that I heard the sound of moisture as soon as my finger went in.
I circled the tender flesh inside, gathering her slick juices. By the time my whole finger was in, it was drenched.
The soft flesh inside her pussy clung to my finger, sucking on it eagerly.
"It's so tight," I couldn't help but exclaim.
I ramped up the intensity of my finger movements, trying to loosen her up a bit, but all I got was an even juicier, more overflowing pussy.
Her juices ran down my arm, tracing the path of my veins, sparking a surge of raw sexual tension.
And her pussy just kept tightening, making it tough for my finger to move. I couldn't even imagine how tight it would be when I put my cock in.
I gave her butt a light smack with my other hand and said, "Relax, or my cock won't fit later."
"I don't want to, but I can't help it," she complained, giving me a playful glare.
As I fingered her, Emily's hips lifted eagerly, her body craving more, like she wanted to draw my finger deeper, to consume it entirely.
It was clear she wasn't just losing control; she was desperate for a big cock to fill her completely.
I lifted her legs and pressed them to the sides of her body, kneeling between her legs, slowly moving towards her pussy.
My erect cock easily touched her as I pressed my hands on her knees, moved my waist, and rubbed my cock up and down on her pussy.
As soon as it touched, her pussy opened greedily, wanting to swallow my cock.
As my cock slowly pressed against her, it was like opening a floodgate; waves of her juices flowed out, drenching us both in her desire.
My round and plump glans were completely wet with her juices.
I lifted my hips slightly, positioning the glans at the entrance of her pussy. With a gentle push, my cock effortlessly slid inside her, enveloped in her warmth.
A wave of warm, tight pleasure enveloped my cock, sending shivers through my entire body. The sensation was so intense, it felt like an electric current was tingling across my scalp.
"So tight, so amazing," I couldn't help but exclaim, tightening my grip on her knees.
Emily, lost in pleasure, eagerly lifted her skirt, revealing her round, full breasts. With one hand holding up her clothing, she used the other to squeeze her soft breast, her fingers pinching and teasing her nipple.
In no time, her body shuddered uncontrollably. She was the first person I'd ever seen get so turned on just by touching herself. She was incredibly lascivious. With that thought, I couldn't hold back any longer and thrust harder.
After pulling out a third of my cock, I drove it back in with all my strength, watching as Emily's flat abdomen bulged into a small hill. She let out a pained moan, her fingers digging desperately into the sheets on either side of her body.
Emily's pussy was now sore and swollen, a mixture of pleasure and pain coursing through her. The sensation was intoxicating, like the sweet burn of alcohol entwined with the rich bitterness of dark chocolate. The hint of pain only seemed to amplify the delicious ecstasy she was experiencing.
I pushed forward again, her buttocks and waist hanging in the air for a moment. I immediately grabbed a pillow and stuffed it under her waist, raising her buttocks higher.
At this point, the intensity of my thrusts into her remained the same, but the speed increased significantly.
The sound of our bodies colliding filled the spacious room.