My Time with Emily

As I drive home in my Ford Focus, the engine's hum a stark contrast to the powerful rumble of "Baby," I can't help but feel a sense of contentment and excitement. The screenplay for "Supernatural Legacy: Wayward Sisters" and The "Colt" are securely placed in the back seat, a tangible reminder of the incredible opportunity that has fallen into my lap. Erik and Kathryn were thrilled with my "teaser/reveal" idea, and we have a shoot planned for next week, with the convention following shortly after. Iris, my assistant; was just as eager as I was when I told her the details. She knew Kathryn had something “Supernatural” related to pitch to me, but didn’t know the full details. But she immediately got to work scheduling everything.

I can't wait to bring this vision to life, but what I'm even more eager for is seeing Emily. It's been two days since I saw her last, and I miss her terribly. I have a night of passion planned, and with my newfound sexual energies, I know I can finally give her the pleasures she deserves.

Pulling into the garage of my studio apartment complex, I park the car and quickly make my way inside. I shower, the hot water cascading over my body, I take my time, letting the steam fill the bathroom, preparing myself for the night ahead. I change into a pair of comfortable jeans and a fitted t-shirt, one of the outfits Emily got for me. I order food from her favorite Chinese restaurant, knowing it’ll hit the spot from her long day.

The doorbell rings just as I'm setting the table, and I rush to answer it, my heart pounding with anticipation. Emily stands there, her small frame, with her smile lighting up her face, her brown eyes sparkling with happiness as they look up at me. I embrace her tightly, inhaling her familiar scent, feeling her body press against mine. "God, I've missed you," I murmur into ear, my voice hoarse with excitement.

She pulls back, looking up at me with those beautiful brown eyes. "I've missed you too, Joe. Iris tells me you have some exciting news to share, I hear?" she says, as she remove the clip holding her long raven black hair up and letting it fall to her shoulders. Her and Iris became close friends when she began as my assistant, and I know Iris is letting me tell Emily all the details.

I lead her to the table, where I've set out the screenplay and The "Colt." "You won't believe what happened," I say, my voice filled with enthusiasm. I tell her about my meeting with Kathryn in my office, the drive in "Baby", and as much as I’d like to tell her about the details of my domain and the intimate time I spent with my manifestation of her, I know I’m not allowed to share that with anyone.

I explain how the rest of the "Supernatural" cast was there at the suite, how they offered me the job to create an ad campaign and trailer for the upcoming film. I show her the gifts they gave me, the screenplay with its embossed title and the signatures of the cast, and The "Colt," a replica of the iconic revolver from the show in the personalized shadow box.

Emily's eyes widen with surprise and joy. "Joe, that's incredible! I'm so happy for you," she says, her voice filled with genuine excitement. “You really deserve this.”

Emily kisses me, her lips soft and warm, her tongue delicious. I take in her scent and my hands start to explore her thin waist, the curve of her ass, her petite figure hidden in the business casual outfit she wares. I’d usually have been sporting a hard-on by now, but I hold it back despite my desire, part of the total control of my body the void’s inhabitants gifted me.

The food arrives, and we dig in, the aroma of our favorite dishes filling the apartment. We engage in small talk, catching up on the details of our lives, but my mind is already racing ahead to the night of passion I have planned.

“Joe, I’m so happy about what happened for you today,” Emily says, wiping her mouth with a napkin, “but I have some bad news.”

My heart sinks as she tells me she has to go out of town for a deposition at the law firm she paralegals at. “It’s a pretty big licensing deal and they need a bunch of us at the hearing.” She says sadly, upset she may have brought me down from my high. I place a reasurring hand on hers. “When do you need to leave?” I ask. “Around 3 tomorrow.” She says. I look her in the eyes. “We still have tonight.” I tell her, excited to give myself to her tonight.

“Yes.” She says, smiling. “Yes, we do.”

I stand up and extend my hand to her. "Come with me," I say, my voice low and inviting. She places her hand in mine, a curious smile playing on her lips.

I lead her to the bedroom, my heart pounding with anticipation. The room is dimly lit, the soft glow of candles casting a warm, inviting light. I turn to her, my eyes locked onto hers, and I can see the desire reflecting back at me. I lean in, capturing her lips in a passionate kiss, my hands exploring her body, reacquainting myself with her curves and contours.

She helps me of my shirt, her hands responding eagerly as they trail up, her arms wrapping around my neck, her body pressing against mine. I can feel her heart racing, matching the rhythm of my own. I break the kiss, my breath ragged, and I start to undress her, taking my time, savoring every moment. I slide her shirt over her head, revealing her strapless lace bra, the curve of her small breasts hugged by the fabric. She unclips the front of the bra and it falls to the floor, as I lean down to take her nipple in my mouth, sucking and biting gently, eliciting a moan from her, she drops her skirt, her matching thong and black pumps the only thing she has left. She hooks her fingers into the band of the thong as I drop my pants, exposing my hardening manhood to her hungry, passionate eyes.

"Leave the shoes on." I tell her. She smiles and stands before me, letting me view her naked body.

I take a moment to admire her, my cock throbbing with anticipation. I know I can give her endless pleasure tonight, and I'm eager to explore every inch of her body, to bring her to heights of ecstasy we've not experienced together before. I lean in, capturing her lips in another passionate kiss, my hands roaming over her body, memorizing every curve, every line. Her hand finds my cock and starts to stroke. I groan, my eyes closing, loving the sensation.

"I want you so bad, these last two days without you have been excruciating." She whispers, her body heat radiating.

I want more. I need more. I guide her gently onto the bed, following her down, my body covering hers. I capture her lips in a passionate kiss, my tongue exploring her mouth, dueling with hers. I can feel her wetness against my thigh, her body begging for my touch, my attention.

I trail kisses down her neck, her collarbone, her sternum, before taking one nipple in my mouth again, sucking and biting gently, eliciting moans and gasps from her. I move lower, my tongue tracing a path down her stomach, dipping into her navel, before continuing lower still.

Her exotic moans spur me on as I spread her legs, settling myself between them, my eyes locked onto her glistening, smooth pussy. I lean in, inhaling her scent, the intoxicating aroma makes my mouth water. I start to lick, slow, deliberate strokes, tasting her, exploring her, learning her. She bucks her hips, trying to grind against my mouth, but I hold her hips still, controlling the pace, the intensity.

I focus on her clit, circling it with my tongue, sucking it gently, feeling it swell and harden under my touch. I slide two fingers into her, curling them upwards, finding that spot that drives her wild. I start to finger fuck her, my fingers moving in and out of her in a steady rhythm, my tongue never leaving her clit.

She moans, her body writhing, her hands tangling in the sheets, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. I can feel her body tensing, her orgasm building, so I redouble my efforts, my fingers moving faster, my tongue sucking harder.

"Joe," she moans, her voice a **** plea. "Joe, I'm close. So close."

I can feel it, her body tensing, her muscles coiling, ready to snap. I keep the pressure on, my fingers and tongue working in tandem, bringing her to the brink, and then pushing her over the edge.

Her body convulses, her back arching off the bed, her hands gripping the sheets, her eyes screwed shut, her mouth open in a silent scream. I ride out her orgasm, my fingers and tongue gentling as her body comes down from its high, her breath slowly returning to normal, her body relaxing into the mattress.

But I'm not done with her yet. Not by a long shot. I trail kisses up her body, capturing her lips in a passionate kiss, letting her taste herself on my lips, my tongue. I position myself at her entrance, my cock hard and ready, eager to feel her heat, her wetness, her tightness.

"I need you inside me." She says breathlessly. I smile, this is going to be amazing, I think. As I place my cock head against her pussy, she grips my neck with one hand and pulls my head down to touch hers. As I enter her, our eyes lock intimately onto each other and her mouth opens wide as her pussy stretches around me, her body welcoming me, inviting me in. I start to move, my hips rolling, my cock sliding in and out of her in a steady, sensual rhythm. I lean down, capturing her lips in a passionate kiss, my tongue exploring her mouth, matching the rhythm of my hips.

She wraps her legs around me, her heels digging into my ass, urging me on, encouraging me to go deeper, harder, faster. I oblige, my hips moving faster, my cock slamming into her, the sound of our skin slapping together filling the room, mixing with our moans and gasps.

I can feel her body responding, her pussy clenching around me, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps, her nails digging into my back, urging me on. I know she's close to another orgasm, and I'm determined to make her cum again, to feel her body milking me, to see the look of pure ecstasy on her face.

I reach between us, my fingers finding her clit, rubbing it in tight, fast circles, matching the rhythm of my hips. She moans, her body tensing, her orgasm building again. I can feel it, her body coiling, ready to snap.

"Im cumming." She says as I feel her hit her peak, her body convulsing, her pussy clenching and unclenching. But I still want to give her more, want to send her off with the memory of more explosive orgasms, pushing harder into her.

"Oh, fuck." She says in shock, as I pull her into my arms, her legs locked around my waist. I rise to my knees and we move to her on top, her knees at my hips now. She looks down at me, her eyes fluttering, sweat glistening her body. She starts to roll her hips, taking my length, rubbing her clit on my groin. "You're not there yet?" I smile, grabbing her hips. "We'll cum together on the next one." I promise her. Her eyes widen slightly at the surprise of my control, "and she doesn't know the half of it" I think. She adjusts her legs and starts to ride up and down, the sound of our skin slapping returning as she continues to moan my name and I hers.

I can see from the look on her face, a look I recognize as the start of another orgasm.

"Cum with me, Emily," I say. "Let's cum together."

And we do. I feel her hit her peak, her body convulsing, her pussy clenching and unclenching, milking me for all I'm worth. I let go, my cock spurring, sending my load deep into her, filling her, as her orgasm subsides with my final spurt, she collapses on top of me, my body spent, my mind blissfully empty, my heart full.

We lie there, our bodies entwined, our breath slowly returning to normal, our hearts beating in sync. I slip from her, pulling her into my arms, holding her close, never wanting to let her go. I'm content to hold her, to feel her body against mine, to know that I'm the one who put that look of pure bliss on her face.

I kiss the top of her head, a contented sigh escaping my lips. "I love you, Emily," More than words can express. "

She looks at me, her eyes shining with unshed tears, a soft smile on her lips. "I love you too, Joe. With all my heart. Thank you for tonight, for giving me a memory I'll cherish forever."

We hold each other, our bodies entwined, our souls connected, our love a tangible **** between us. In this moment, there is nothing else, no past, no future, just us, just now, just love.