"You even saying 'come' makes me want to," he practically croaked, mouth dry with anticipation. What happened before was the farthest thing from his mind and that was one of the best parts of Emmerson. He could take his mind off of anything and put it right on him.
His long fingers started to fumble at the bottom of his shirt, helping the man get it off more quickly. He wanted to be naked, free from what was keeping him from pressing his body against Emmy. Finally, he was able to shrug out of the shirt and then his pants. "Someday, I'll learn how to do this to you," he leaned forward and whispered against the man's ear.
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