Thread: His Greatest Treasure (Crusade & darkangel76)

Jake glanced at the time on the computer screen. Emma must have been gone for at least ten minutes, which he found a little strange. He actually contemplated leaving the solace of her room to check on her, but he just assumed she made a pit stop along the way. Plus, given his current situation, it would've been difficult for him to even stand at that point, let alone hunt her down. He'd grown so hard inside of his jeans, when he glanced down, the all too noticeable bulge really drew the eyes in. He'd have to temper that if he was to keep Emma in the dark about how he felt about her and their new relationship. There were so many thoughts bouncing around in his mind. So many things to process. He was in her bedroom. He was sitting at the same computer where her genius came to life. And just minutes ago, he'd rummaged through her underwear and found not only a blindfold, but a cord. He wanted to use them both on her. Emma seemed the type who would have no problem submitting. Should he test it? Was it too early? It was a strange feeling having to approach everything regarding Emma differently than he would any other female. Things weren't so cut and dry. There was a certain dynamic he didn't want to ruin. They seemed well on their way to having a nice night, whether it was just relaxing on the couch or talking about her blog. He really hadn't taken the notion of going any further than that seriously, although since he'd stumbled upon a slightly darker side of Emma he didn't know existed, he was beginning to open up to the idea. Finally, he heard the door open and he swiveled in his chair, forgetting entirely about the state he was in. He saw the smile that was seemingly plastered on her face as she asked him about her newest blog post. Standing, Jake took a step forward from the chair towards Emma, glancing down at the ice water he came to reason must have been her way of 'cooling down'. He saw the flush in her cheeks and he was certain it had nothing to do with the hot tea the two of them had been drinking. Confident he was doing the right thing, he took yet another step to close the gap between them. Again, he could feel the heat from her body as his hands crept down to her hips again. Resting them there, he dug his fingers in possessively and firmly tugged her forward so that her body was pressed against his. He did it purposely, making sure to align himself and move just so that Emma would be able to feel the outline of his thick, engorged manhood as it pressed against her. Like it? I loved it, he breathed out his response. Sure she was shy and bashful, but Jake was also convinced Emma wanted him. There was no sense in letting an opportunity slip away. Even if Emma thought twice about it and decided against anything more than some innocent flirting on that first night spent together, at least he put a notion in her head. That would've been reward enough. I mean...that is, if I'm that dream come true you were talking about, he added, his voice coming across cool and collected. Seductive in a way. He looked deeply into her eyes, willing her not to look away while his hands traveled up her sides, exploring her without so much as a second thought. He kept his body against hers, letting her feel his muscles and his cock and the heat of him. He wanted her to bask in it. He was on the verge of taking her. He wanted to desperately, but he needed to gauge her response to him. That would be the only way he would know for sure what his next step would be.