Burning Hot on Thin Ice

I nearly jumped out of my skin hearing the bathroom door open, a shirtless Ray coming out with a towel over his hair. I don't know how much self-control I have left. I was already so excited from feeling Ray's fingers brush against wet opening. Wet? Being with Ray made me wet- I was still wet. I slapped my cheeks feeling my face flush. If I let my mind wonder, I won't be able to resist him!

"Emma, could not abuse yourself while you're here? I don't want Norman to get the wrong idea when you go home," Ray joked siting beside me on his bed. I gasped nodding my head in fast shakes, "Ah, right- sorry!" I squealed looking away from his bare sculpted chest. I jumped as his hand touched my back, "Are you gonna be ok?" He asked with a smile enjoying my over sensitivity. I held my breath as I nodded my head, feeling my legs shake ever so slightly as my heart beat fastened.

His hand felt so good against my back, it was huge; much bigger than Norman's. It was firm, and strong, and unbelievably hot- or maybe I was just over heating? "I should… Call Norman," I exhaled closing my legs tight as I felt my lower half become sticky. Ray shifted his jaw, his mouth watered hungry from the smell of pussy; it was strong. Overbearing. Overwhelming. The black-haired demon stayed still, in fear that he'd lose control of himself if he moved.

I was excited as well, and Ray knew it too.

A light moan left my lips as his hand; which was pressed firming against my back, stroked lower toward my butt. I gasped covering my mouth and dropping my phone on my lap, Ray unconsciously releasing a growl like breath from the seductive sigh. His body moved on its own. Pushing my down and hoping on top of me, did he enjoy it; that vulnerable look on my face?

Those shyly erotic eyes that gazed at him as my hands covered my panting, with my legs now parted he could smell the aroma of my juices as if his face were in between my legs. I missed it, that savage, starving look in his eyes when he couldn't take anymore. It was only at the peak of his pleasure, when my nails clawed into his skin and drew blood and made him cum hard that he'd have an expression like that- but he was indeed at his peak.

And so was I.

My body moved on its own, I don't know why my legs opened so wide; why my nipples were so hard, how my pussy was so wet. But I knew I wanted Ray. "Emma," he said in a hushed voice. I'm weak. I closed my face, closing my face and rolling over as I buried my face in his bed. "Stop it," I begged vulnerably. He enjoyed this too, though my words rejected him, my body cried to be dominated by all of his masculine glory. Though my face was hidden, my butt was lifted up with my thighs parted as my body shivered uncontrollably. "Awe, Emma. Why are you fighting it?" He asked in a raspy voice.

I moaned instantly as he ran his hands up my thighs before pulling my dress back to exposed my soaked underwear as it dripped with clear liquid onto his bed. He smiled watching it stream down my thighs, growling seductively as he ripped off my panties with one swift tug. I squeaked in excited humiliation knowing I was exposed to Ray. And it only made him even more intoxicated by me. Ray loved the shine of curly red pubic hair, the sight of pink flesh begging to be owned by him pulsed and the smell of me made him weak.

Too weak.

His arms and legs nearly gave out, Ray rolled onto his back, pulling my thighs to both sides of his head as he positions himself under my raining opening. "You're cruel, Emma. Can't you tell you want me as much as I want you?" asked as his hardened cock stood stall within his boxers. "I-I can't," Emma muttered in a shaky voice as he stroked his fingers lightly up and down her thighs. His hands were like hot velvet, with his touch she thought she'd melt.

He licked the side of his lip as she dripped onto his face, making his cock throb as he hummed in satisfaction from her taste. Growling impatiently as he watched her body give in as her shaking legs dipped down until her wet opening was right above his lips. He bit his lip, Ray wanted to dig his tongue so deep inside her that he'd lose it forever- but even more then that he craved the pleasure of making her give into him first.

Ray cocked a smile, "Did you miss me, Emma?" He asked seductively before gently blowing air against her opening as he teased his thighs with rough rubs. He was only answered but mousy panting, Emma was all hot and worked up and it only made him want her more. "Give in, I want you. Let me lick you where you like it," Ray growled feeling the tension build to its maximum. Before Emma could allow her knees to give out and let her opening fall into Ray's face, the ringing of her phone snapped her back to reality.

Ray scoffed, letting his hands fall to his side as Emma rolled off away to grab her phone. The black-haired demon stared lifelessly at the ceiling as she talked to Norman who called worried about his missing wife. She had been so tempted, so close to giving into Ray but fate was in her favor. Ray listened sadly at the apologetic Red-head as she confessed to Norman about her run in with him. So was so sweet, so genuinely guilty and painfully honest- it only made Ray ache for her even more.

In different ways, their heart ached painfully. Ray's ached for the love he missed so much, Emma's from the guilt of being stuck between to lovers and Norman with hurt anxiety of Emma being with Ray. As she hung up, Ray knew their too-close to call moment had ended, Emma stumbling to her feet and finding her shoes as he laid feeling just as lonely as he had been the months, they were apart. They were so close, yet so far away.

They didn't speak as a sick Norman drove to pick Emma up, the not so sober Ray leaning against the door frame as Emma waddled to the car. The two men's eyes met, it was a hallow hate- one without words. Ray knew Norman blocked him from Emma's phone to keep them apart, Norman knew Ray did everything in his power to seduce Emma. And Emma kicked herself for being so close to breaking her promise to Norman, the relation between the three were blurry. But both Ray and Norman were sure about what they wanted, about who they wanted.

They wanted her heart, all of it.

As Norman parked outside of their house, him and Emma sat in silence. It was dark, and they could feel the sting of disappointment from each other. Sitting back and his seat, without looking at his saddened wife, Norman prepared himself for a difficult conversation; not prepared for the unexpected outcome he would receive.

Creator's Note:

*Bows*

I am, SO sorry. I got the request for another chapter but I've been struggling for weeks to write (And draw). I've got a real bad case of artist-block but I really wanted to give the guest this requested chapter. Once again request are the fasted ways to get me to write a new chapter of anything- in fact I think I'll be only posting new chapters when request since I've started focusing on manga projects.

I enjoy being harassed to write new chapters, it's real good motivation. If you want to see what I'm working on you can check out my Tiktok at KoanliColors - I made a full color psycho-romcom while I was gone, if not I still hope you'll enjoy my fanficts. I look forward to writing the next chapter of this, it'll be a good one! (Tiktok is also a much faster way for me to respond to request since I don't have to long into my slow ass computer to reply T_T)

Until next time -Koanli