I wander then, lost in the sensation of her lips on mine, the way she holds me against her, softly cupping my head, softly stroking me. Slowly, my awareness of her body grows. I can feel the hard curve of her belly pressed against my side, and the firm, warm swell of her right breast against my left. I can feel the hard nub of her erect n****e pressing into me. I can feel each breath she draws as if it's my own.
Then Emma breaks off, and I moan a little in disappointment. She wraps her arm around me and pulls herself hard in against me, head pillowed on my shoulder again.
"Am I forgiven for making a fool of myself?" I ask.
"You didn't act foolishly in my book," she answers quietly. "Just had a modicum of wisdom and reserve that isn't necessary anymore, Bella. Now it's in the open, and n
