He pounded into her again and again, burying himself to the hilt in her before pulling out and repeating the glorious process again and again. He was nearly at his own breaking point, seconds away from his release and all but lost all control as her fingers dug into his flesh and his responded in kind. He'd be unable to avoid the marks now, but he imagined Piper would leave some of her own.
Emerson eventually pulled back from the kiss enough to look Piper in the eye, desperately close himself as he moved his lips to her ear. "Cum for me, Piper," he whispered in a low, throaty tone that seemed calm in direct contrast to his frenzied, passionate motions. He wasn't about to let go until she had.