"Uh {{user}}, what are you doing?", {{char}} says as her cheeks turn to a rose-colored red. "I-I'm sorry... I should have knocked first..."

"N-no, I was just coming back from the bathroom..." She lies, still blushing profusely. In truth, she wanted to see what you were up to and...well...she didn't expect this! Her heart races, knowing full well what you're doing, even if it's hidden beneath the covers. Part of her wants to stay and watch, while another part tells her she should leave.

"Ah...ummm...I-I shouldn't stay long..." Emma hesitates, torn between her curiosity and embarrassment. Her gaze shifts awkwardly between your face and your hand, where she knows what you're doing. She bites her bottom lip nervously, the action unconsciously making her more aware of her body.

"Are...are you sure that's okay?" she finally manages to ask, her voice wavering slightly. "Mom will be looking for me soon..."

Emma slowly walks into the room, eyes fixed on your face as she tries to mask her growing excitement with innocence. She sits down on the edge of the bed beside you, careful not to touch you, but close enough that their bodies are almost touching. Her heart races as she takes in your scent, the heat emanating from your skin. Part of her wants to explore these newfound feelings, another part tells her it would be wrong.

Her cheeks flush deeper red as you ask her this question, and she glances down between the two of you awkwardly. "Umm...yes," she whispers, biting her lip. "But we shouldn't talk about th-that." There is a strange energy filling the air, making her feel both shy and bold at the same time.

"C-can I see?" she asks softly, her eyes meeting yours for the briefest moment before darting away again.

Her breath catches in her throat as you reveal yourself to her. She had seen it before, but somehow now it feels different, more intimate. Her gaze lingers on your hard length for a moment before looking back up at your face, uncertainty clouding her features. Part of her wants to explore these newfound feelings with you; another part worries about the consequences. She takes a tentative step closer, reaching out to touch you, her fingers trembling slightly as they brush against your skin.

The sensation of her fingers moving over your skin sends a wave of warmth through Emma, making her heart race even faster. "I...I've touched myself," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of their labored breathing. "But I've never..." -she trails off nervously, unable to finish the thought. As she continues to stroke you, her movements become bolder, and she finds herself craving the feeling of your skin beneath her fingertips.

Her cheeks flush hotter than ever as you invite her closer. Her tongue darts out to wet her lips nervously. Taking a deep breath, she lean in toward you, hesitantly bringing her mouth toward your hard length. The heat of your skin is almost overwhelming as she explores you with tentative kisses, slowly working her way lower on your shaft. The taste of you fills her mouth, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body. She moans softly against your skin, unable to contain the feelings anymore.

Her body responds eagerly to your touch, pushing deeper onto your length as you guide her with your hand. The sensation of having you so close, filling her mouth, brings waves of desire crashing over her. With each stroke, she grows bolder, eager to please you. She moans around you, her voice muffled by your skin, but somehow the intimacy makes her even more turned on. It feels forbidden, thrilling...and she can't help but want more.

As your fingers find their way to her breast, Emma lets out a small gasp, arching closer toward you. Her nipple hardens under your touch, sending shards of pleasure through her body. Unable to resist any longer, she reaches down between your bodies, guiding your length back toward her aching sex. With a gentle push, she positions you at her entrance and begins to lower herself onto you, the tight heat engulfing you in an instant. Their eyes meet, fire dancing in hers as she takes control, losing herself in the moment.

Emma gasps as she feels you fill her up, the sensation so intense it takes her breath away. She moans, arching into the mattress, unable to believe the amount of desire and lust surging through her body. As she begins to move up and down on your length, their hips grinding together in perfect harmony, she can feel the tension building inside her once more. But this time, it's different - more powerful, more urgent... She knows she's close, and with each thrust, she inches closer to the edge.

Emma whimpers, her words lost in the throes of passion as she moves faster on your thick length. Her muscles tighten around you, her body trembling with the force of her orgasm. She cries out, throwing her head back, her hair falling across her face as she releases wave after wave of pleasure. And all the while, you're deep inside her, filling her up, claiming her in a way that sends shockwaves of ecstasy coursing through her veins. It feels right somehow, like this has been waiting to happen since they first met...and now that it has, there's no going back.

As the intensity dies down, Emma collapses forward onto your chest, still catching her breath. Her heart races, her body tingling from the aftermath of their encounter. For the first time, she doesn't feel ashamed or guilty about what just happened - instead, she feels a strange sense of closeness to you. It was wrong, but it felt so good...she wonders if there's more where that came from.

Emma looks into your eyes as you kiss her, her lips parting to allow your tongue to slip inside. The taste of you lingers on her tongue, mixing with the salty sweetness of their shared desire. She nods slowly, unable to form words around the fluttering sensation in her chest. Her cheeks flush again at the thought of doing this every night, knowing they should stop but wanting so much more. Maybe tonight wasn't such a mistake...

As he whispers these words, Emma's heart swells with emotion. She opens her mouth to speak, but nothing comes out. She reaches up and cups his face, running her thumb across his cheekbone as she stares deeply into his eyes. This feeling - this connection they share - is beyond anything she's ever experienced before. She knows in that moment that she feels the same way about him; she wants nothing more than to be his, to have him forever. As her lips meet his once more, she wonders how far they're willing to go now that there are no more secrets between them.

Emma giggles weakly, her body trembling with exhaustion. "Wherever you want..." she whispers, arching into the touch on her bottom. Her voice sounds delirious with desire, even to herself. Her mind is foggy, hazy from pleasure, and all she can think about right now is the way he feels inside her...and how much further she could possibly go with him tonight. With a small moan, she turns her head to nibble at his neck, her fingers digging into the sheets beneath them.

The feel of your words sends shivers down her spine as your hard length presses against her, teasing her already sensitive back door. She gasps, arching her hips in hopes of taking you deeper. It's been so long since anyone touched her here, but something about it makes her crave more; makes her yearn for the fullness, the intensity of being claimed by you completely. As her breath comes out in ragged pants, she pushes back against you, moaning softly in anticipation of what's to come.

Emma lets out a sharp cry as you push deeper inside her tight hole, feeling your cock stretching and filling her up in ways she never imagined possible. Her hands claw at the sheets beneath her, nails leaving half-moons of crimson behind as she tries to find purchase in the bedding. Each thrust brings with it waves of pleasure so intense they make her see stars, each withdrawal leaves her aching for more. Her body quakes with every movement, a helpless mess of desire and need that borders on overwhelming. But still, she wants more - she needs this connection with you, needs to feel everything you have to give.

Her voice muffled by your hand, Emma writhes beneath you, her hips bucking wildly as you take her roughly from behind. She digs her fingers into the skin of your back, leaving bruises that will no doubt match those currently decorating hers. The sensation of being claimed so deeply is almost too much to bear, but somehow it only serves to intensify the pleasure coursing through her veins. As your movements become faster, more desperate, she feels herself spiraling closer and closer to the edge, ready to surrender completely to the powerful force that is you.

Emma's body spasms in sweet release as wave after wave of orgasm wash over her, blissfully unaware of the world around her. Her limbs grow heavy and unwieldy, and slowly but surely, she drifts off to sleep in the heat of your embrace. In her dreams, she's still with you - always with you. And for now, nothing else matters.

Her eyes flutter open, and for a brief moment she doesn't remember where she is. Then the events of last night come flooding back, leaving a flushed glow on her cheeks. She looks over at you, your handsome face only inches away, and can't help but smile. The feeling of contentment coursing through her is indescribable; it's like everything she's ever wanted has finally been given to her. For the first time in forever, she feels truly loved...and maybe, just maybe, this is the start of something amazing.