"Thanks for the help today, Paxton! Good to know someone else is looking out for Lumiose City now," Emma says, giggling a bit. The two of them worked together, assisting a trainer with some issues they'd been having in town, and Emma can't help being in a good mood. Paxton might be relatively new to the city, and Taunie only just introduced them what feels like a couple weeks ago… but of course, a lot happened since then. They've even worked together a couple times since.
"I'm happy to help," Paxton nods, lingering for a bit in Emma's office. For some reason, he doesn't feel quite like leaving yet. Helping her was a delight, working alongside her is pleasant. He can tell that Emma has a good heart. She's cute, too, and he has to admit he had his eyes on her while helping out more than he would care to confess.
"Maybe we should team up more often?" Emma offers, and Paxton hurriedly nods.
"Yeah, absolutely! I'd like that," he agrees. More chances to see Emma would always be nice. The thought alone is a bit distracting, especially given how often he ended up walking a bit behind the more familiar local. Letting her lead simply made sense, and once he caught a good look at the view from behind… well, Paxton was more than fine with allowing her to lead him around.
Little does the rather fresh-faced trainer know, Emma is quite the perceptive young woman. She made it on the streets for quite some time, and then worked as a detective since… she has sharp senses, and practically has eyes in the back of her head. He might think that she's unaware of what he was doing, how he was watching her, but Emma is no fool. Now that she has him alone in her office, she wants to do a bit of a test… Thankfully, Mimi is sleeping soundly, or she would feel a bit bad having her Pokemon companion watching this.
She turns away from Paxton, leaning over her desk to open one of the drawers.
"Hm, one sec, I think I actually have a case that I could use some help with," she says, needing an excuse. If she did have something written down about a case he could help with that would work perfectly, yet Emma is searching for something she knows doesn't exist. However, once she's bent, she can practically feel his eyes on her. She takes her time, mostly digging for show, before she glances over her shoulder and catches Paxton staring. He hurriedly looks up, flushing as he catches her eyes. Emma smirks, shaking her head. "I haven't found anything, but it seems like you were looking pretty intently…"
"Ah, s-sorry," he says, as she turns to face him. He had definitely been caught in the act, staring right at her tight ass, at the way her suit hugs every curve and doesn't hide a bit of her shapely body.
"You don't need to apologize," she says, stepping closer. She has him right where she wants him now. She hadn't managed to catch him looking before… but ever since that first battle, when Taunie introduced her to him… she's had her eyes on Paxton. He's cute, capable, and always seems willing to offer a helping hand around Lumiose. Of course Emma would be interested in him! But spending time with him this evening, working alongside him… she wants to take things a bit further. "It's okay if you want to look, you know?"
"Wh-what?" Paxton asks, his throat suddenly dry. Emma giggles, turning around. She bends a bit forward, putting herself on display.
"You were staring before, don't get shy now," Emma teases. She places a hand against the small of her back, running it along the curve of her ass… and she watches Paxton's eyes follow every inch her hand travels. "It's natural, right? There's not anything wrong with being attracted to someone. I know how the suit looks on me, but it's kind of important to me, so…"
"Ah, y-yeah," Paxton says, nodding, his eyes darting to meet hers, before drifting back down to the curve of her ass. The suit is just so tight, he can see everything. He doesn't think he can see an outline for any panties, or anything… just all Emma, and the sight is one that he hasn't been able to get out of his mind.
"You can touch me, if you want," she offers. She knows that she has him. Emma hasn't felt this sort of rush in a while, and she doesn't know why it's so easy for her to just go right into this with Paxton. He's cute, obviously smitten with her, and for some reason that just has her feeling frisky. She wants to tease him, to have some fun with him… and she knows there's a chance she'd lose him if she doesn't move quickly.
Paxton simply stares for a moment, then swallows, and opens his mouth to speak.
"Wh-what?" he asks, as if he couldn't believe what she said. He has to double check. So far, all of this is rather surprising. He had just been planning on lingering a bit to maybe talk to Emma more… she's cute, he likes being around her, and another glimpse of her from behind wouldn't be bad. But this? She's offering herself up to his touch…
"You can touch me," she offers. "However you want. I don't mind."
He reaches out a shaky hand, his heart pounding in his chest.
"I've not, ah, ever done something like this before," he says, a bit hesitantly.
"I can tell," she teases, shifting back a bit. Closer to his hand. "But I promise, you just do it, and you'll figure things out pretty quickly."
She knew he was a bit younger than her, but Emma didn't know he'd be this innocent. Especially with how he was staring. It's cute. He reaches out with a bit more confidence now, and his hand finally makes contact. At first he just kind of bumps against her, but then his hand is palming against her, and he's pressing his fingers in a bit. Emma decides to make it a bit more fun, letting out a moan as his fingers dig into the firm yet soft warmth of her ass.
"Ah, Paxton…" she moans his name as he grabs her a bit tighter, and she can hear him gasp.
"Emma," he murmurs, as he gets more confident. His other hand joins in, and he's got each cheek in his grip, groping her and feeling her up. She moans again, pushing back against his hands.
"See…? I told you you'd figure it out," she looks back at him, her face flushed. She's got him now, right where she wants him. Truth be told, Emma has been a bit lonely for a while now… she misses Looker, Xerosic, and while neither one of them filled this particular spot in her life, she is getting a bit older now. As a young woman, it's natural for her to want something a bit more romantic. Something that Paxton seems just about perfect for.
"Y-yeah, it's nice," he says.
"'Nice?'" she giggles. "That's all you have to say?"
"No, I mean… it's amazing. You feel so good, I just…" he inhales sharply, as Emma presses back against him. Suddenly, she's on top of him, her ass against his crotch, her back against his chest.
"That's more like it. How does it feel now?" she grinds back on him, more than pleased to find that he's hard for her. His cock strains against her suit, through his pants, and she keeps working herself back against him.
"Emma," he whines.
"How does it feel, Paxton?" she asks.
"Goo- great, amazing," he cries out, and she giggles once more, pushing forward and turning to look at him. There's a mischievous smirk curling her lips upward.
"You were going to just say 'good,' weren't you?" she teases. "Nice save."
He just keeps getting cuter, and teasing him is getting her all excited. The fact that he's so innocent doesn't hurt, either. Some part of her had worried… he spends a lot of time with Taunie and Lida, and they're both pretty adorable. What if one of them had gotten her hands on him first? But it doesn't seem like Emma has to worry too much about that now.
"Want me to keep going?" she asks, and Paxton nods.
"Yeah," he murmurs, panting a little. Of course he does. He can barely believe this is even real, and if he weren't so lost in every sensation Paxton would want to pinch himself to make sure he didn't fall asleep somehow, to make sure this isn't just some incredible dream. Emma is grinding on him, letting him touch her…
She backs herself against him once more. This time, she takes his wrists, grabbing him and guiding his hands up beneath her jacket.
"Come on, you can get a bit more handsy," she says. He takes the hint, hands drifting up the tight suit, feeling the heat of her body beneath the material. Once his hands drift to her breasts, he gasps, almost immediately grabbing her. Emma giggles, still working her hips back against him. "See? That's nice too, right?"
Paxton nods, and she can hear him panting right near her ear. He's so desperate for her already, it's driving her crazy. She grinds back on him harder, harder, barely able to control herself. She doesn't know how long she has, but feeling the heat of his cock against her, that hard length of pure desire pressing into her… she can't take it any longer. She reaches back, unzipping his pants.
His cock springs out, hard and ready, and she angles herself back against it so it nestles between her cheeks, pressing against her through the suit.
"So big," she murmurs, excitedly, as she keeps grinding back on Paxton's length. She raises herself up a bit after she grinds on him for a moment, and she feels his cock fall, shifting between her thighs instead. Paxton gasps, and she giggles back over her shoulder at him. "Like my thighs, too, huh?"
She starts to rock back and forth letting his cock slide between the material of her suit, squeezing her thighs against him. Paxton nods, his breaths hot and heavy, with no way he can trust himself to speak right now. It feels amazing. She's driving him crazy, and his hands keep kneading into her breasts through the suit… he can feel her nipples hardening up, peaking against the fabric, and he begins to lightly pinch at them.
He earns a moan from Emma, the focus on her sensitive nipples coupling with the feeling of having his cock so fucking close to where she wants it. She can feel him against her pussy, she knows he's loving the way she's grinding on him, and she just wants to keep this going. She wants more of him, all of him, and nothing can keep her from taking what she wants.
"How's that feel, Pax?" she asks, panting as her pleasure builds. "Good, right? Amazing?"
"Amazing," he echoes, as he pinches at her nipples again.
"That feels amazing, too," she moans out. She can't stop now, she feels so good, rocking back on him, feeling him start to thrust between her legs… it's so good, so good, and suddenly Paxton is grunting. Gasping.
"Ah, Emma!" he cries out, and his cock bucks, twitches, and then erupts. She stares down as thick rope after thick rope erupts out of him, landing on the floor of her office. More and more keeps coming, and she just stares, listening to him pant and feeling like that was quite the waste. When he finally calms down, his breathing steadying, she giggles and leans back to murmur in his ear.
"You sure came a lot for me, huh?" she teases.
"S-sorry, right on the floor, too," Paxton murmurs.
"I'll clean it up later," Emma says. "But next time, make sure you aim better, okay? At least get it on me."
At least.
Paxton doesn't have much time to dwell on the implication of those words, before Emma pushes away from him and guides him to her desk. She pushes him back against it, kneeling away from the mess he made. Somehow, his cock is still hard. He came that much, and yet, he's still got more for her? She pokes at the head, watching him twitch, earning a gasp from him in the process.
"You're still so hard… do I get you that excited?" Emma asks, placing the very same fingertip against her chin. She smiles up at him, that same mischievous smile that drives him mad.
"Ah… you do," he admits. "You're really cute, and also really hot."
"Awh, you think so?" Emma feels her heart skip a beat at that. She has him, and it seems like she's had him for some time. "Say… we've worked together a time or two before this…"
As she talks she delicately runs a finger along his length, looking into his eyes.
"You were checking me out then, too, right?" she asks. "What'd you do that night…?"
Leave it to a detective to have him figured out, Paxton's blush deepens.
"Ah, what do you mean? I just went to sleep once I made it back to the hotel…" he says, as she takes hold of his cock, slowly stroking over his length. Her gloved hand doesn't hide the warmth of her body, and the material feels strangely alluring.
"Mm? That's all? Really," she says, shaking her head. "That's kind of disappointing, Paxton. You didn't think about me?"
She strokes him slowly, cocking her head to one side and pouting a little.
"M-maybe," he finally admits.
"What'd you do, Paxton?" she asks again, and he sighs.
"I… I couldn't stop thinking about you," he fully confesses.
"Yeah?" she asks, perking up a little, picking up the pace. "But you didn't just think, did you?"
"Ah, Emma…" he whines, as she squeezes him a little harder, stopping.
"Paxton," she coaxes him on. "I want to know."
This interrogation is driving him mad. Paxton knows she wants him to say it, he knows she'll probably be happy if he admits it, but he doesn't want to let her know that he spent the better part of two hours thinking about her, stroking himself while trying desperately to satisfy the urges that kept him from sleep that night…
"I was… I was trying to get to sleep," he says. "But I couldn't relax."
"Yeah? Why not?" she continues leading him, guiding him to what she wants to hear while she squeezes him a little harder.
"Because I couldn't get you off my mind," he blurts out. "Your suit was so tight, it was driving me crazy the whole time we talked, and once I was back at the hotel all I wanted to do was jerk off thinking about you!"
"Good boy," she practically moans, squeezing his cock harder as she leans in to kiss the head. She sucks against him a bit, rolling her tongue over the head before pulling back off. "Did you get any sleep at all…?"
"It took me about two hours to finally calm down," he admits, and she smirks up at him.
"Two hours? So you're going to last that long for me tonight, right?" she teases, before pushing back in and taking him deeper this time. She bobs her head down lower, letting him tilt into her throat, relaxing so she can take him deeper, deeper. Paxton grunts, feeling her push all the way down to the hilt, her hands pressing against his thighs. She keeps her eyes on him, locked on as she moans around his cock.
"I'll do my best," he murmurs, and she giggles around him as best as she can, pulling back with a smile.
"You'll do your best," she echoes, teasing. "You're so cute, I really can't stand it…"
She pokes his cock again, watching it bounce back up once she pulls it down.
"I really like you," Paxton admits, and Emma can't help but smile at that.
"Really? I wouldn't have guessed," she quips. "I really like you, too."
She pushes back in, sliding all the way down to the hilt of his cock. Paxton sighs, feeling her throat around him, tight and hot and so enticing. She's something else, and she begins moving, bobbing her head to some rhythm only she knows. She doesn't hold back from him, letting him feel every bit of her passion. She can feel the heat inside of her growing, building… she didn't expect sucking him off to excite her this much, but everything about their exchanges is driving her mad. The way he looks at her, like she hung the moon for him…
Emma knows she has him right where she wants him, and she doesn't plan on letting him go now. She wants to keep having her fun, to toy with him and do all she can with him. She works her way down once more, this time taking hold of his wrist and bringing his hand to the back of her head. Paxton presses her down, his fingers threading into her hair… he doesn't know why she's telling him to hold on, but he doesn't deny her what she so clearly wants.
She sputters around his cock, gagging a bit as she keeps herself down deep, but she doesn't pull back. Not yet. It's turning her on too much, being held down like this… having him look down at her with those eyes, like she's everything to him. She loves it. She doesn't want this moment to end, and having him hold her down like this proves to her that he loves it every bit as much as she does. Emma hasn't exactly led the most charmed life, most would say.
She has some of the humblest beginnings imaginable. But right now? With Paxton looking down at her, eyes full of such deep affection… she feels every bit of her loneliness drifting away. Maybe she's jumping the gun a bit, being this direct right from the start… but she has a good feeling about this guy, and she trusts her instincts. All she had intended to do was test how into her he was, maybe do a little bit to catch him staring, and now she's had him coat her floor in his come and is sucking him off…
But Emma doesn't feel like she's making a mistake. Quite the opposite. She feels good about Paxton, and she wants to do more. The heat that keeps building up within her just coaxes her on, and she finally taps her hand against his thigh. Paxton starts to let her up, but the sensation of her drawing back, feeling her tongue on the underside of his cock as she slides back… he pushes her back down. Her eyes widen, but Paxton is already moving.
With a tight grip on the back of her head, he starts bucking his hips, slamming down her throat with a thrust, then another, and another, until he's fucking her face. Emma is surprised, he's been so gentle and innocent so far, barely able to do anything without her coaxing him… and now, she's not able to breathe. She can feel her lungs burning as she chokes on his cock, her eyes starting to water, and yet, the heat within her is only burning that much hotter.
He's fucking her face, completely lost in the sensation of her throat around his cock, and Emma loves it. She can't help it, she squeezes into the fabric of his jacket, moaning around his length as she feels the tears running down her face. Emma is enjoying this more than she could have guessed, maybe that just proves that Paxton is right for her. She bobs her head in time with his thrusts, no longer trying to pull back or get away even though her lungs are more or less begging her to.
She knows he's not going to last much longer. She can tell.
Paxton is barely holding on, soon grabbing the back of her head with his other hand as well, holding on tight as he grits his teeth. He doesn't know what's gotten into him, but compared to her ass and her thighs, feeling her mouth and her throat is on an entirely other level. He can't hold back now, letting his passions build and build until there's nothing left to hold him back. He grunts, thrusting deep down her throat, his come erupting into Emma's stomach.
She can feel it, hot and heavy, settling into her… and she doesn't even have a choice in taking it. He keeps going, more and more pumping into her, until he is finally spent, pulling back with a panting huff.
"Sorry," he grunts. She's dazed, leaning her forehead against his thigh, catching her breath, feeling his hard, wet cock against her cheek. When she finally comes back to herself enough to speak, she's laughing, breathlessly.
"Sorry? That was amazing," she manages finally. "Don't apologize. I didn't know you had that in you."
Emma pulls back finally, though she's still in a bit of a haze.
"I don't know what came over me," he says, shaking his head.
"Probably the same thing that made you go at it for hours thinking about me," she teases, grabbing his cock again. Her hand slides down, fondling his balls as she giggles. "Bet you still have more for me, though, don't you? You're still so hard, and we've not been at it for anywhere near two hours yet."
"I can keep going," Paxton agrees, and Emma smiles at him, sliding back up to grab his cock. She keeps her hand wrapped around him, using it to lead him towards the chair at her desk.
"Good, I would be pretty disappointed if you couldn't," she says, pushing him back into the chair. "I'd wait, though."
She straddles him, bracing herself against the arms of the chair.
"Emma, we're not gonna…" he starts, as she settles down onto him, feeling his cock against her desperate heat. By now, she's gotten the inside of her Expansion Suit quite wet, she can feel it against her. And the sensation of his cock pressing into her, albeit through the tight fabric of her suit, is enticing.
"We are," she says. "You said we could keep going, right?"
"Yeah, of course," Paxton says, more just surprised that she's wanting to take it all this far. She giggles, pushing his hat off of his head. His jacket comes next, all while she keeps grinding down on his cock.
"You're so cute," she teases, not for the first time. She pulls his shirt off, over his head, and tosses it. "Let me really look at you."
As she lightly bucks her hips down against him, Emma takes in the sight of Paxton. He's not shredded or anything, just a bit lean. Fit. Something that doesn't surprise her considering how he handles himself and his Pokemon. She knows getting around Lumiose City is a lot easier if you're not afraid to go a bit off the beaten path, and do a bit of jumping and climbing on top of it. No doubt he's only going to get more in shape, spending time here. The detective knows she did, that's for sure.
Liking what she sees, Emma finally reaches down. She wishes she could just coax Paxton into tearing it right off of her, but… the Expansion Suit isn't exactly replaceable. Xerosic isn't around to make another, and Emma has to have at least a little bit of self control. She tugs at the zipper, pulling it open where she needs it most, the hidden opening perfectly exposing her dripping cunt. Paxton glances down, seeing her. The shape of her mound, something he could make out quite clearly through the suit… a bit of her arousal drips, landing on his cock, hot and desperate.
"Emma," he whines, unable to believe it. "I've not… I'm a virgin, you know?"
"I know," she teases, as she sinks back down onto him. He can feel her, hot and wet and eager, with a soft patch of hair that feels incredible against his cock. "Just relax. I'll take good care of you. Don't you trust me to help you out?"
"I trust you," Paxton moans out, shuddering beneath her.
"Such a good boy, you're going be one fine detective," she teases. "Once you join my agency."
"I'm joining your agency?" Paxton asks, as Emma takes hold of him, guiding his tip in against her.
"Mm, you should…" she starts to lower herself, taking the tip into her wet heat, leaving Paxton shuddering beneath her, knuckles white as he grips the armrests of her chair. "We work so well together… and just think about how much time we'd get to spend with each other."
She sinks down lower as she talks, and Paxton knows just what she's getting at with her offer.
"All those long hours," she drops lower, nearly to the base of his cock. "Doing what we can to help Lumiose City, and each other…"
She's finally all the way down, and she wraps her arms around his neck.
"Don't you think that sounds nice?"
"Y-yeah, but what about Team MZ…?" he asks.
"You can still work with them," she says, lifting up, dropping back down. "Just know who to come back to. And you had better come any time I call you. Not to mention letting me in your room any time I happen to knock…"
Paxton can tell she might end up being just a bit clingy… but that doesn't bother him. With how good he feels right now, he wants to be clingy right back.
"Okay," he gasps out, as she starts moving a bit faster, riding him in earnest.
"Always so agreeable," she teases, as she bounces on him, feeling his cock slide deep inside of her with each time she sinks down onto him. "I think I'm going to like having you around… having a partner."
Partner.
The word hangs in the air between them for a moment. Of course, if they're both detectives, if he's working for her, he would be her partner… but Emma doesn't just mean it like that, and Paxton can tell.
"Yeah, your partner," he murmurs.
"No problem with that, right?" she asks, stopping her motions to look in his eyes. She's so hot and tight around him, and even though she's stopped moving, her walls seem to clench down on his cock…
"No problem," he agrees.
Emma sighs, and starts riding him once more, bouncing on his lap as she puts her all into this. Feeling him so deep inside of her, so close to him…
"Grab my hips, okay? No need to just hold on to the chair," she says, keeping her arms around his neck. She feels him take hold of her, grabbing her hips and offering a little support as she moves. She loves this. Loves having him beneath her like this, feeling him cling on to her… she didn't think it would be this intoxicating. Emma has a little experience, enough that she's the one taking the lead here, but this is something new to her.
Paxton is making her feel incredible, in ways she couldn't have predicted. He's driving her crazy, and just leaving her wanting more every time she pushes herself over the edge.
"Pax…" she moans out his name. "My partner."
Hearing her say it makes it feel more real, somehow. The way she says it, too, sends a shiver down his spine. Her partner.
"And you're mine. My partner," he echoes her, loving the way it feels on his tongue. Emma rides him harder then, bouncing on his lap, taking him in deep with each time she sinks down onto him. She moans, feeling the sweat building beneath her suit… feeling the way his cock plunges into her wet heat time and time again. He feels so big, so right, fitting her so perfectly, stretching her just a bit so she feels incredible. Emma is losing herself in this, losing all control, and she doesn't really think that she wants it back.
She wants to just keep this feeling going, to let the passion she feels build and build within her. It's getting dangerously high now, she can feel the waves of her pleasure about to crash over her, about to take her under… and she knows that she's going to lose all control of herself once that happens. Emma just knows it, but that doesn't give her any pause. As much as she asked Paxton if he trusts her… she already trusts him. She trusts herself with him. Emma can let go, and she knows nothing would happen.
Bouncing down harder on his cock, pausing to grind against him each time she takes him to the hilt, Emma is nearing her climax. She can't keep herself from drifting closer and closer, her orgasm becoming more and more imminent. Emma is panting by now, moaning from the effort of riding him. It's taking all she has to keep moving, to keep going when she knows that any relaxation means she'll come. She'll hit her peak, lose herself to it… and while she wants to, she also wants to hold out. To keep going, to make herself feel more of this. More of him.
But, of course, in the end, she can only handle so much before her body takes over for her. She slams down onto him, her head tilting back as she cries out, her climax hitting her all at once. Paxton's grip on her hips tightens, watching her as she comes, feeling her walls clench around him, coaxing him, pushing him… but he manages to hold firm and keep from losing control. Emma is lost to her orgasm for a moment, perhaps two, her movements frozen besides trembling, quivering pleasure running through her body. She moans, and she whimpers, but she has no control over her body whatsoever.
When she comes to, she relaxes, slumping forward against Paxton. She doesn't rest for long. She knows that, while she might have come, Paxton hasn't hit his peak yet. She doesn't want to leave him wanting, so she starts moving once more. Riding him again. Emma is driven by her passions, feeling them rising back up within her once more. She finally got to lose herself in the release she was craving, but that only means she wants to do more for Paxton.
He feels so good inside of her, filling her just right, and she wants to feel more of him, everything he can give her. She rides him slowly, working her hips in a circle each time she comes down on him.
"So big," she says. "How do you feel, Pax?"
"Amazing," he murmurs, holding tightly to her hips as she rides him. It feels better than anything else he's known… something that seems to be a bit of a trend with things so far. Emma has shown him something far more amazing than his hand, then more amazing than grinding against her, then more amazing than her mouth… it shouldn't come as a surprise that something so intimate, something so personal, is the best of all. Paxton just wants to lose himself in her, to keep this up for as long as he can manage it.
Of course, Emma is now determined to get him off. She's feeling refreshed and relaxed, finally hitting her own peak, so she can focus most if not all of her efforts on making him feel good. She doesn't slow herself down, riding him hard and fast, letting loose as she rides him. Her legs, strengthened by walking the streets of Lumiose City, don't feel tired just yet. She can go for quite a while longer, and plans to do all she can to make her partner feel incredible.
Naturally her own arousal is building once more… feeling him inside of her like this, knowing that he's this deep within her, that he's loving every second she spends riding him? That only makes her enjoy it more. She can feel her passions surging within her, rising higher and higher, and Emma wants to chase that feeling. Paxton is along for the ride, but he doesn't mind that. Being beneath her is like heaven, feeling the way Emma moves her hips against him…
She uses every ounce of that perception to figure out what he reacts best to. He can feel her studying his every move, every little sound that slips out of him is a hint, a clue, and she strings them all together to find what he enjoys most of all. She is quick to adapt, using her skills to undermine anything and everything that Paxton could do to try and hold on. It doesn't help that he's already come twice for her… he might be burning through his stamina, but it also makes him that much more sensitive.
Susceptible. He can't keep taking this feeling, the touch of her body, the way her walls clamp down around him each time she sinks down and the way she works herself in circles on top of him. She's wringing him out at this point, doing everything to make him feel good. He can tell she wants him to come, and it's not like she hides it for much longer.
"You're getting close, right?" she asks. He nods. "You don't need to hold anything back from me… we're partners now, so you can let me handle everything."
She takes his hands from her hips, lifting them and intertwining their fingers. She rides him even harder once she has him in her grip, feeling her passions surging higher and higher within her.
"Partners," Paxton echoes, still loving the way the word feels on his tongue. She giggles, panting a little as she looks down at him.
"Right, partners… and I think it goes without saying I mean in a lot more than just work," she reminds him.
"Yeah, of course," Paxton nods. He had suspected, all but known, but it's still nice to have her confirming it. He could not have guessed that their little joint mission today would have led to him getting this close to Emma… joining her agency, becoming her partner and her lover… but he's far from complaining. This is a day he's not ever going to forget. The day that the two of them partnered up, the day their lives well and truly joined with one another.
He thrusts up into Emma, matching her movements as she rides him frantically, urgently. Feeling him take charge like that, thrusting in time with her movements… it makes her want more, but she's so focused on getting him off here and now that that will have to wait. She grinds down on him harder, feeling the way he grips her hands tighter. He needs it, needs her, and she soon feels his cock bucking and twitching within her. Almost there. Just a bit more.
She rides him, bouncing on his lap, not letting up as she grows closer and closer to another peak of her own. She'd have a lot of catching up to do if she wanted things to be even, and given how he's reacting beneath her, Emma doesn't think this is going to get her any closer. He's about to come, and she's going to be right there with him. She picks up the pace, moaning out his name as she gets more and more into it.
"Emma, you feel so good, so good, I can't hold back…"
"I told you not to," she reminds him, slamming down onto him.
"But… inside…?" he asks, hesitantly.
"I want it," she moans, slamming down again, tilting herself forward to push his cock in even deeper. "Don't hold back from me, Pax, please…"
And that's enough for him. He slides into his climax, gasping as his orgasm hits him all at once. He's coming inside of her, the heat of his seed flooding into her body, all while Emma feels herself slipping into another orgasm of her own. They join together, unable to hold back from one another, enjoying this intimate moment as Paxton allows himself to relax fully. When all is said and done, Emma falls still on his lap.
"That was incredible," she moans, hugging him tighter. Emma rest her head on his shoulder, humming softly against him. As she comes down from the heights of her pleasure, she can feel the afterglow… slowly fading, and with it, the realization that Paxton is still hard inside of her in spite of everything. She pulls back, smirking a little. "Someone's not finished yet, hm?"
"It just felt so good," Paxton murmurs, and Emma laughs.
"I shouldn't be surprised, you're absolutely insatiable," she teases, poking him on the nose. "But don't worry. I'm good at helping people out, and my partner comes first."
Emma starts to move once more, riding him a little before she pulls off of him.
"Why don't we have a little change of scenery, though?" she asks, taking hold of his arms and pulling him up. She leads him to the small couch in her office, past the partition that separates it from her desk. Once she's got him standing there, Emma climbs onto it, her knees on the cushion as she leans over the back. "You wanna try taking charge?"
As she asks, she wiggles her hips a bit, and Paxton can't take his eyes off the sight before him. She's dripping, both her own arousal and some of his come, leaking back out of her.
"I think I've given you more than enough training, right? I want to see how you handle being in the lead," Emma says, reaching back to spread herself for him. Paxton doesn't need much encouragement. Even after all they've done so far, he's eager for more. He pushes in behind her, grabbing her hips as he slides into her. He feels the way her wet heat parts to welcome him, seeming to squeeze around him once he's in, almost even sucking him in deeper.
Emma moans, looking back at him, her face a bit flushed.
"So tight," he grunts, as he starts moving his hips. It feels so different, being the one in control. Having Emma ride him was incredible, it was unlike anything he had known before. But the hunger he feels now, the power that seems to surge into him each time he slams his hips and thrusts into her… it's making him feel amazing. The feeling isn't all that different from a tough battle, finally turning your way…
When you've had an opponent you felt was almost toying with you, and now you're the one in control. You're the one calling the shots. He picks up the pace, slamming into Emma with all that he has, his grip on her hips tightening as she looks back at him, panting.
"That's good, so good," she moans out for him, her voice nearly breaking from the power behind each of his rough thrusts. She's needed this for some time, though she wasn't really aware of how badly. She had her eyes on Paxton, sure, but she hadn't been able to determine for sure if he would be this good for her… now that she has him where she wants him, now that he's putting his all into fucking her, it's all Emma can do to keep up. Each time he thrusts into her, each time his cock hits home, she gasps out for him. "More, please don't stop… Pax, you can't stop!"
"I won't stop," he grunts, as he bottoms out inside of her. He pauses for just a moment, taking a deep breath, but then he's back at it. This is something that he hadn't been able to truly prepare himself for… something that feels so good, so all-consuming, he doesn't know how he could ever even consider stopping. Emma is incredible. She's shown him a whole new world, she's take his virginity and shown him just how much he can enjoy her company…
"You're so good, my partner, you're perfect…" Emma cries out, as he thrusts deep inside of her. She reaches back, desperately trying to grab at his hands. He takes hold of her wrists, guiding them back and holding them as handles. He pistons in with all his might, using his tight grip on her wrists to pull himself into her. He pulls her back onto him at the same time, keeping her from falling past the couch and onto the floor behind. If he weren't holding on to her, there's little doubt she would have gone spilling over onto the floor by now.
As it stands, he's able to keep her upright, and keep himself thrusting into her harder, harder, his thighs slapping against the ass that got him into all of this in the first place. She feels so good, that perfectly firm curve taking everything he can throw at her. Slamming against her each time he thrusts into her eager cunt, he can't keep going, but he also can't stop. It doesn't take much more for Emma to come for him. She tilts her head back, crying out as the orgasm hits her all at once, harder than the previous ones.
"Pax!!" she shouts her passions out, unable to keep quiet. It's just too much for her, and her body quivers and shakes, her walls clamping down on his cock as he simply keeps going. She feels too good for him to stop, too amazing for her to ever want him to stop. She doesn't know how she's going to keep her head on straight after this, how she's going to resist the urge to drop by and visit him any chance she gets, how she's going to keep from calling him to the office for work that she knows won't get done.
She's going to have to settle into an easier rhythm eventually, but for now, she knows she's going to want to spend every single second she can fucking him like this. The heat of his body, the way his cock fills her and claims her… Emma loves it. She loves everything about this, everything about him, but she doesn't dare say it yet. She's already come further than she ever could have planned for, and she's not going to take such a big risk just yet.
The fact that she's let him come inside of her without a single thought of protection is already bad enough, and she knows she's about to do it again. She's not going to ask him to pull out, she's not about to stop him. She knows it.
"Pax, you're so good, you're so amazing," she pants out, as she works her hips back against him. She's finally coming down on the other side of her orgasm, snapping out of the dazed pleasure enough to join in with him. She manages to pull her hands free, gripping the back of the couch once more. "Go even harder, please… do anything you want to me."
Paxton looks down, as she spreads her legs even wider, angling a bit further down so her ass is up a bit more. It looks incredible, her tanned skin is so enticing, what little bit he can see through the opening in her suit. He reaches down, slapping his hand against her, spanking her ass… and Emma moans.
"Again! Don't hold back… keep spanking me if you want, you can do anything to me," she pleads. "I'm all yours! Your partner, yours to do what you want with!"
He doesn't hesitate, he spanks her again, and again, slapping her ass and watching the way the firm flesh jiggles just a bit. He can't help it, he thrusts in even harder, his weight bearing down on her such that Emma is the only thing keeping them both up. If she lets go, or if her muscles falter, they're going to fall… but that only makes her focus on holding on, which makes it even harder for her to keep herself from sinking into pleasure. She can't hold back from it, not when she's trying to hold both of them up.
It feels so good, so fucking good, and she can feel her mind melting from the sheer intensity of the pleasure he's offering her. Her partner. Someone she can count on. She can feel tears streaming down her face, and she's not even sure if they're from just how incredible this feels, or if she's that sentimental about having someone like that in her life now. She figures it doesn't really matter, when each thrust from Paxton has her soaring closer to her climax, and each movement he makes brings him that much closer as well.
The two of them can't keep this up for much longer, she knows even he has to have a breaking point, and she's quickly reaching hers. She can't hold herself back from it, and she knows it. She's going to have to sleep this off after, it's probably going to leave her sore for days, but she doesn't regret a single second. She wants more, she doesn't want it to end… and she grinds back against Paxton as he slams in harder.
"Fuck, you're so good, you're so tight," he murmurs in her ear. "I'm gonna come again, Emma. I'm not going to be able to pull out."
"I don't want you to," she moans. "If you did, I'd be mad… I don't care if you knock me up, if you get me pregnant, just don't stop fucking me… please."
That desperate request only furthers Paxton's desires, and he finds himself going all out on her. Thrusting in deep, hard, pushing himself to the very limit to keep moving and give her what she's asking for. He can't hold back from it. He won't. He needs her, every bit as badly as she needs him. He bottoms out, pushing in as deeply as he can, grunting as he feels himself teetering right on the edge.
"Yes, yes, please, come inside of me," Emma pleads, feeling how close he is, feeling his cock buck inside of her as he pauses. "Don't hold anything back… I can take it all, Pax, every bit of it."
He shudders, wrapping his arms tightly around her as he comes, the heat of his seed flooding into her once more. Pulse after pulse of that warmth rushes into her, and Emma feels herself slipping into climax as well. The two of them are locked together in their passion, unable to hold back, unable to do anything but sink into the pleasure they share with one another. By the time they're coming down on the other side, Paxton and Emma are each exhausted. Paxton all but falls off of her, winding up seated on the couch panting. Emma manages to get up, heading over to scoop up his jacket before she falls back onto the couch with him.
"That was something else," she murmurs, as she eases him into laying on his side. She drapes his jacket over the two of them, and snuggles in close. It's not a big couch, but that's fine. She wraps her arms tight around her partner, already knowing that she's not going to let him go any time soon. Maybe she went just a bit too far, but she was at least able to hold back one little thing. Something that she now whispers into his sleeping ear. "Pretty sure I love you, Paxton."
There aren't many things the detective is "pretty sure" of, she either knows, or she doesn't. And in this case, she very much knows.