(Warning R18+: Please skip this entire chapter if you are under 18 or uncomfortable with mature content. This chapter contains sexual content that does not affect the plot of the story.)
"I want you to stay the night..." These words rang in Emerson's ears and every single ounce of restraint that he had left in his body was immediately released.
Without a second thought, he put down his wine glass, pounced forward, and pressed his lips greedily against Avaleigh's. He had been waiting for this day for a long time. Now that he got permission, he was going to make the best of this opportunity.
Even though the apartment belonged to him and everything inside it was his, he respected Avaleigh and never forced her beyond what she was comfortable with. So, every night, after dinner, he returned home diligently even though he didn't want to.
