EroticReverie

Emmeline Donovan

"Your place is nice." I say as I walk into Kase's apartment. We'd immediately left the gallery, and taken his car , my mind racing the enitre time, fidgeting with my dress as I nervously chewed my lip. What if Henry finds out? What if he hurts me? Or worse...what if he hurts Kase. I didn't want anything bad to happen to him, He was too good of a person. Too sweet. Always kind. Always the good guy. But I'm sad, and I'm selfish, and I'm starved for something more , so I didn't tell him to take me home, or turn around, and I took the elevator with him up to the third floor of the apartment building, and let him take me inside. Now I'm here...and looking around. His apartment is small, and clean, and there's photography equipment all over the place. Albums and portfolios on the tables and book cases. I swallow when I see the picture of us hanging on the wall. 

Kase sets his keys down and then steps behind me, his hands coming my waist. I suck in a breath and my head falls back against his shoulder as his hands slip forward and one goes over my stomach gently, then other up, and over one of my breasts. It's fast..but he's soft, he's gentle. He cups my breast lightly, squeezes it softly. His nose buried in my hair behind my ear, and he inhales. 

"You're so fucking beautiful Emmy" he whispers, his breath pushing over my neck and making me shiver, making my toes curl in my heels and my nipples prick harder, as he kisses the spot behind my ear on my neck and then his warm soft mouth, kisses sweetly, softly, slowly down my neck. 

"You deserve better, and I'm going to be the one that gives it to you" he whispers and kisses the curve of my neck that goes to my shoulder and his hands slide to my shoulder, pulling at the straps slowly, and I gasp softly as they drop down my arms and his hands slowly move to the front of my dress.

"Show me how beautiful you are Emmy, show me everything again, let me map your body with my hands and my mouth Emmy" he whispers and exhale shakily as my dress is slipped down off my breasts and I feel his face beside mine, his short but full beard and facial hair brushing against my cheek as he peeks down over me, my dress slipping down to my waist, to my hips and falling to the floor. 

"Nothing has ever looked as beautiful as you...i've always known you would be the most exquisite thing I'd ever see" he whispers.

"I was terrible to you." I whisper. 

"You were too stunning for me to care much about that. I'll never forget the first time I saw you...you were perfection...you still are....you always will be.....you'll always be my favorite work of art Emmy" he whispers. 

I suck in a breath as his hands slip from my shoulder to my neck, and I hold my breath, closing my eyes as his hands reach my neck. But they dont grab my throat, they dont shake me like a rag doll by my throat like my husband does. Instead them run smoothly up and and back down and over my collar bone and down my breasts. 

"Kase" I moan as my back arches, my breasts seeking the full warmth of his hands. He cups them, grabbing them. I can't believe I was doing this. Letting another man touch me...cheating on Henry. IT didnt matter that he'd cheated so many time I lost count, didnt matter that he beat me, or raped me, or treated me like his whore instead of his wife. My entire life my mother has taught me that a wife should always honor her husband. And I'd wanted to, I fucking had, for four fucking years. But what did it get me? I had nothing, and only lost more of myself each day. I need this, I need Kase. Even if just for tonight. I needed something good and god...he was so good. With his hands, his mouth, his words. 

"I dont deserve this" I whisper breathlessly as he gently rubs my breasts, and rolls my hard nipples between his fingers.

"You deserve everything Emmy" he whispers and kisses my cheek and pinches my nipples softly as I shift on my feet as my body burns for more of his touch. 

"I shouldnt ...do this" I slightly whimper. 

"Do what? Let a man be good to you?" he whispers and I wince.

"Let me be good to you Emmy" he whispers, one hand dropping from my breast and sliding down my torso. I swallow, wondering if he likes being able to feel my ribs the way that Henry does. Wondering if he likes the flatness of my stomach, I suck in as his hand slips over it. Because my stomach can never be to small or to flat.

"stop that" he whispers. "Dont you fucking do that with me." he says quietly, but angrily. 

"stop it right now." he says, holding his hand there, on that lower pouch of my belly, that I can never get rid of no matter how much I starve myself for Henry. 

"Emmy. Stop." he says and presses his hand more firmly. I let out my breath because I simply cant hold it a second longer and he groans. 

"Don't do that again." he says and I wince.

"Dont ever think my hands dont want to feel your body exactly as it is. I want my hands on you, and I want to feel everything. He's fucking destroyed you Emmy, because this.....god..." he groans as he slips his hand side to side over my stomach. 

"I remember this from gym class....and I remember this in those tight dresses you wore in class.....i remember this....and every other part of you I could get my eyes on." he says and smooths his hand over my stomach again, splaying it over my skin, and I don't understand. I dont understand why all men cant be like this, why my husband can't be like this. Why did my own husband hate my body, and a boy I'd been a bitch to in highschool, worshipped it? 

"I remember it all, and I loved every part of you Emmy, you were impossibly fucking perfect ....and I wont let you continue to let him ruin you....it's not healthy what you're doing to yourself for him....none of it is....letting him make you feel bad about this..." he says rubbing my stomach. 

"Letting him put his god damn hands on a body he doesnt fucking deserve to even look at." he says and his hand dips lower, over my pelvis and over my waxed pussy and he cups it gently as he nudges his nose along my ear. 

"How dare you let him ruin my favorite work of art" he whispers and his finger pushes between my lips and over my clit and I gasp. 

"This body deserves better Emmy....it doesnt deserve an empty stomach, or bruises and cuts...it deserves this...right here....it deserves a man that knows how to treat it...how to treat YOU Emmy" he says and I gasp again as his finger slides down and pushes at my entrance, circling it, my hips moving as I chase his finger, dying for it inside of me. 

"Kase" I breathe, and his other hand lifts, turning my chin and my head goes back as he looks at me, my mouth parted as his finger slides into me. 

"Mmmm" he humbs and then brushes his lips near mine and my chin lifts, wanting to kiss his mouth, he pulls back slightly, as he continues to watch my face as his finger slowly draws it, and sinks back in and I moan. 

"Absolutely perfect" he groans softly as keeps gently fingering me, slowly letting his finger soak inside of me, pulling out and slipping back in. 

"More beautiful than anything in this world" he whispers as he looks at my face, his eyes going everywhere at once, and to my panting my mouth. I whimper as his fingers drags out slowly and up to my clit, spreading my arousal and rubbing me gently. I could cry from how soft his touch his. 

"you're so fucking gorgeous Emmy" he groans quietly and then kisses me. My toes pushing at the floor as I keep my lips to his, my body turning and I Take my hands and put them on his face as I pull his kiss harder against my mouth, and part my lips and slip my tongue over his. Moaning at how fucking good it feels to kiss him. That kiss in the gallery before we left, changed my fucking life. This one did too. I wanted to kiss Kase Gibson forever. Even when I was in love with Henry in the beginning, kissing him never felt like this. Never felt like my soul was being replenished, or that the man kissing me would burn the world for me, and keep me safe no matter the cost. 

"Emmy" he groans into my mouth as I press myself flush to him and my hands slip from his face and down to his shirt, unbuttoning it. 

I didnt want to think about what would happen afterward. The consequences if Henry found out where I was tonight. If he found out another man touched me like this? He'd already thought Kase had fucked me before. And he'd nearly killed me. Put me in the fucking hospital for four days. And I had no doubt he'd do it again. I didnt want to think about any of it right now, and I couldnt. Not with the way Kase groans into my mouth as I shove his shirt off his shoulders and down his arms. My hands everywhere my eyes were the night he gave me the private showing of his art. The night I'd stripped myself bare for him, and made him do the same while his cameras clicked away in the background. One of those stolen photos of that moment, now hanging in a public gallery, the same photo that hangs on the wall across the room in him home. 

His pants come off next, my hands shoving them down after I unbuckle his belt and unzip him, out mouths never parting, kiss after desperate kiss stolen by one another as our feet kick away the shed clothing and Kase picks me up by the back of my thighs, my arms wrapping around his neck as my legs cinch around his waist and I kiss him while whimpering, unable to get enough. God it felt so good to be in his arms, to have his mouth. 

"Emmeline" he groans my name. 

"no.." I pant. "Call me Emmy" 

"emmy" he groans, listening to my request. I didnt want him calling me Emmeline. That's what Henry calls me, what everyone else calls me. And Kase Gibson, isn't everyone else. No. He's better. So much better. So good. So kind. So sweet. So safe. So strong. I moan as he back me against the wall and pivots his hips and then I feel him, the head of his cock pushing against me.

"Do you want me to make love to you Emmy?" he asks, breathing hard. Getting my consent, making sure that I want this. And there's no other answer to give him. My mind, my body, my heart, won't let me say no. Even though the aftermath could be tragic. So I nod, kissing him as I feel him groan against my mouth , kissing me as he pushes against my pussy and almost slides in.

"Say Yes Emmy , I need to hear you say it." he breathes hard, eyes on me. And I nod, panting just the same as I answer him 

"yes." I answer him. "Make love to me Kase"