Neal was letting Emma take her time, enjoying the smooth texture of her skin and the soft heat of her embrace. He wanted her, ached for her but he didn’t want to rush her either. He was a little surprised when he saw her shift and her body lower onto his erection. His head threw back against the pillow as she buried herself deep within him. A low groan echoed from his chest as he looked up at her. His hips thrusted up seeking to burry himself as far into her as he possibly could.

He shouted her name softly before gathering her into his grip, his hand running down her back while his other hand massaged her hip.