Emma may not be able to follow through with one of her scenarios with Casey but with her teacher right her and clearly so obvious about what he wants ...o look at, she is more than willing to create a new scenario. She moves in close, grabbing his hand into hers. “Other than the fact that you’re hot, Colt?” she asks sweetly. He tries to pull his hand away but Emma is insistent and pulls right back, placing it on her breast. “What do you think of the new look?”Colt quickly pulls his hand away and. Faster. Deeper. Suddenly I felt his control break and he just started pounding into me. Pushing up away from me a little, he let go of my hands and flipped us so I was on top. I started to rise up to ride him, but he wouldn’t let me. Wrapping his arms tight around my waist and back, he pulled me down tight to his chest as he braced himself and started pounding into me from below. Kissing his neck and wrapping my arms around his shoulders I held on tight for the wild ride. He kept driving into. Something impelled me to continue, to go further, deeper. What was it? Defiance certainly. Perhaps too that assertion of womanhood, my coming of age. But there was more. As I felt Emily's eyes upon me, an indescribable, delicious sensation coursed through my limbs, flooding my veins like liquid gold. This could be yours, I thought, as I glanced over to the bushes. You could be overpowering me now, pressing me hard against the ground, your thighs entwining my own. It could be your mouth. What I was definitely certain about, however, was the tenderness with which she was stroking my face and the effect it was having upon another portion of my anatomy. I reached an arm toward her and curled it around Megumi’s waist. Opening my eyes again, I gazed up into her face, and was met with a weary but contented smile. That was exactly how I felt: weary but contented. She continued to stroke my face with her shower-softened fingertips until her hair had mostly dried, then went to hang.