#ncfaricus: esme ft scott 01

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"you asked me to hear you out and i have," breathed esme, wondering how much longer her resolve would last. she knew that she shouldn't have even let it get as far as she had. she had agreed to the ride on his bike but now she found herself in what she assumed was his home. she had yet to move a single inch after taking off her coat and trying to fix her hair after removing the helmet," i always thought you didn't take me seriously," she admitted," that when you got out you would find someone else because i'm just me." she doubted she was like any woman that he had hooked up with in the past," and i know we talked nearly every day and i just-i don't want to get to hurt."

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it was the closest esme had ever been to another. everything about scott was completely unexpected and overwhelming. she had known that she was in over her head and what was happening proved it. never had she felt so wanted before or desperate for someone's touch. a strangled whimper bubbled up as his mouth ventured down towards her neck. his hold on her hair guided her head back and she barely nodded," yes daddy." she had jokingly called him that in emails but it felt almost natural to refer to him as that. her hips were pushing from the wall to meet his and her skin felt like it was on fire with every kiss he gave her," i tru-trust you." she already knew that there was way that she could go back, not when she wanted him so badly.

the feel of the girl against him made scott feral, his humanity forgotten. she was everything he'd dreamed and more, and now that he had her, he had no intention of ever letting her go. esme's innocence shone through, as choked words fell from her lips, but they didn't snap him out of it. instead he continued to create this little bubble of lust between them, enjoying the feel of a woman pressed against him, her crossed ankles at his back. "shhh baby," scott hushed against her lips before moving his lips downward, using a gentle grip on her hair to tilt her head for easier access to her neck. "just breathe," he mumbled against her pulse and grinding himself into her the best he could in this position. "there's no rush," he explained, although the hardness beneath his jeans screamed at him to rush.

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it had been one of the hardest things that esme had ever done. she remembered every single emotion she had felt upon finding out he was getting released. first it had been excitement and then fear. fear that he would realize that she was nothing. she had reread every single email he had sent her for days after but now it was all different. he was right in front of her and she had never felt so conflicted. her heart seemed to kick start as he spoke," i believe you." truly she did since she had the feeling that he never dealt with people not taking him seriously. she found herself taking a few timid steps towards him. she had wondered for months what it would be like to feel his touch and now she had the chance. was she really going to walk away from him? she forced herself to take a deep breath before she timidly reached out to cup the side of his face," i never let myself take chances." even if she was feeling all kinds of nervous, she found herself standing on her tip toes in order to pull him into a kiss. if anything she just wanted one kiss to remember him by.

they had e-mailed for months, before she'd suddenly dropped off the face of the earth and when she had, scott had felt his heart drop daily. he'd gone on the computer hoping she had messaged him back, but she hadn't. he wasn't in love with her (or at least that's what he attempted to convince himself), but he had missed her. she'd been playful. innocent. fun. all things he needed to keep him sane on the inside. when she admitted that people didn't take her seriously, he merely shook his head as his jaw tightened. "those days are over. if you let me, i'll show you that people can and will take you seriously," the man explained and shook his head. "i mean it, baby. i do. i looked forward to every fucking email." scott took a step closer to her while he wanted nothing more than to grab her and kiss her, although he knew now wasn't the time. "i'm not out to hurt you. but if you think that's what's best for you, then i'll drop you off at home. i'm just... asking you to give me a shot."

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a small laugh escaped from her at his words even if she knew he was being serious. when she had woken up that morning she hadn't imagined that she would be where she was. she inhaled sharply as she tried to wrap her mind around it all," that doesn't seem very practical." already she had the feeling that he could possibly become her new addiction. he was opening her eyes in a sense and she had been scared of that before. now she knew that she needed to embrace it. her eyes widened ever so slightly when she realized that he had liked her nearly pulling at his hair. that encouraged her to gently tug at the strands, nodding," i didn't-i didn't know what i was doing," she admitted, figuring he would understand why," i mostly just tried to grind-grind against one of my throw pillows."

it was utterly insane of her to be pleading for more. especially when it was the first time they were meeting in person. all she could do was try to ride the waves of pleasure. her hips arching from the couch and her moans getting louder. a whimper fell from her as she felt him suddenly slipping a single digit inside of her. her eyes nearly rolled back as her walls clamped around his finger," wan-want to make you feel good," she breathed," please."

"breakfast, lunch, dinner. appetizer, entree, dessert... i'd have this cunt every meal if i could," scott admitted honestly from where he lay on his stomach, face so close to her pussy he could smell her arousal. his cock was hard as steel beneath him, although he opted to focus on esme's pleasure. she needed to learn that is was okay to feel pleasure, to revel in it and reap the rewards, despite it being torture for the man who hadn't been inside a woman in years. clearly he had the patience of a saint or some shit, since he wasn't inside her yet. scott felt her hand his his blonde hair and nearly pulling on it, making him groan. "mmh, is that right, baby?" he asked, pride swelling in his chest at the fact that she'd been as turned on as he had by those emails, "tell me how you touched yourself."

he read the signs of every one of her movements, learning what she liked and what she didn't and when esme begun begging, scott chuckled lovingly against her wetness. instead of replying, he chose to continue his sucking and licking. he dragged a hand from around her thigh, placing a single digit at her entrance. pushing it in slowly and as gently as he could, scott moaned against her, "fuuuuck... your pussy's so tight, princess." his cock wept into his boxers as he ground himself into the cushions, continuing to eat her out as if she was his last meal.

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part of her was wondering if she had lost her mind. maybe she had but she wasn't too sure that it mattered. esme had no idea what she was doing but she reached to cup his cheek. part of her had the feeling that scott wasn't someone who said please that often. she didn't even bother trying to respond to his plea as their lips met for the first time. so many nights she had wondered what it would feel like to touch him, to feel him. it took her by surprise the moment that he hoisted her up. the move caused her legs to go around him and she gasped as her back met with the wall. her movement was timid but her hands were reaching to drag up and down his chest. the kiss left her breathless as she realized how closely they were pressed together," scott," she choked out," i don't-i don't know wha-what i'm doing."

rereading her e-mails had been a last resort and with every word, scott became more certain she wanted him and even in that very moment, he knew. as soon as esme's hand came to his cheek, scott leaned into her touch with a small, contented sigh. "please take this one chance," he whispered before he felt her lips against his own. that single touch was enough to ignite a fire within him. it was the first time a woman laid a hand on him, since he'd been released and he was already hard as a rock beneath his jeans. scott allowed her a moment to believe she was in charge, until he suddenly made a move to take over. bending his knees, his arms went under esme's ass and he forced her legs around him, before slamming them into the nearest wall, all while his lips were locked on hers. his tongue sought entrance to her mouth while he used his pelvis to lock her against the wall, allowing one of his hands to roam up her side, towards the side of her neck in a move to keep her close.

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his words only made her blush that much more," mhm." esme didn't know how to respond given it was all new. to a point he had helped her discover new things about herself. her breath hitched as he tugged her underwear down her legs. though she instantly realized he had shoved them into his back pocket. her lips parted to ask why but he was faster than she realized. her legs propped over his shoulders as he nestled between her thighs," wouldn't it be more of a dessert?" she had no idea what made her make such a remark right at that moment. a small gasp fell from her as he nipped at her thigh. one of her hands reached to run through his hair without her realizing it," you've always made a mess daddy," she admitted," even with just emails."

her words faded into a startled moan as his tongue dragged along her slit for the first time. the feeling was different but so amazing if you asked her. pleasure was new for her and to have it be given by him? it was certainly something that she never imagined being possible. she couldn't stop herself from moaning as he repeated the motion a few times over. she was tempted to hide her face but didn't. instead she let her hips arch up towards his mouth, whimpering as he tugged at her clit," please don't stop," she choked out, feeling like she'd lose her mind if he did. she let her eyes close and her head fall back," i'll be so good for you just ple-please don't stop-i'll be good!"

"i like how wet you are for me, babygirl," scott said with a proud smile, looking at her face, while he gently moved the fabric of her underwear down her legs. "it's nothing to be ashamed of," he explained and when they were off, he grabbed the fabric in his hand and tucked it into the pocket of his jeans. he didn't give esme a moment to think too hard about what he'd just done, instead choosing to lower himself down the couch so his face was between her legs, gaze fixed on her features. "yeah, i think your pussy will be the perfect meal," he admitted with a tiny shrug and a smirk on his lips. through their emails he'd gotten her somewhat comfortable with her sexuality and he wanted her to feel that same way in person. his teeth nipped at her inner thigh, "i like you messy though." not allowing her a moment to think too hard about what was happening, scott's fingers separated her wet folds and the flat of his tongue ran from her entrance to her hooded clit. "mmh, fuck you taste so good, princess," he praised and looked up at esme again, attempting to gauge her emotions. they both knew if she asked him to stop, he would, but simultaneously he wanted her to feel good and confident in her sexuality and in receiving pleasure. scott's tongue ran the same route again and again, letting her get used to the feeling of his tongue on her most intimate parts. "are you going to be a good girl and let me make you cum?" he asked before using his lips to tug on her clit and lifting his head to look at her. "hm?"

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esme had always imagined when the time came she would be nervous. that she would be a trembling and stuttering mess. especially since she knew that scott obviously knew what he was doing. sure her heart was racing but it wasn't out of control. she stared up at him as he began to sit up on his knees. the move caused her legs to splay open and she knew she was utterly exposed. her eyes were focused on his face as he seemed to take every inch of her in. already she knew that there was damp spot on the panel of her underwear. she groaned, nearly wanting to hide her face. only because she felt like she was going to lose her mind," i can't help it." after all he had been the one who had encouraged her to explore that part of herself. she moaned helplessly as she felt his finger drag through her underwear. he was pushing them aside and she moaned as his finger moved along her slit. her eyes widened as she realized that he was tasting her," next meal?" even if she was almost in a daze, she found herself arching her hips up to help him take them off," i'm already a mess."

scott had expected esme's nerves to be a lot more prominent than they were, causing pride to bubble up in his chest when she seemed pliant and turned on, and not at all nervous. he could feel her heart beat hard through the spot on her neck he was currently kissing, but he amounted that to her body reacting to his touch, not nerves. the second esme said those two words, he sighed a contented sigh against her neck before sitting up on his knees, causing her legs to fall open and thereby giving him a perfect angle to view her pussy. the wet fabric was noticeable and when he looked to his own light wash jeans, there was a clear damp spot. "damn... look at that, baby... you're so turned on." he stated the fact with a proud smile, as his index finger slowly ran through her folds over the fabric of her panties. pushing them to the side, he let the single finger move through her entrance, gathering her slick and bringing the finger to his lips, while keeping his eyes locked on hers. "mmh, it tastes like my next meal," he spoke with a grin, hooking his fingers in her panties and moving himself down her legs.

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she had realized she hadn't said a single word the entire time he had spoken. that was due to how she was struggling to wrap her mind around everything he was telling her. she remembered how nervous she had been when she had reached out to him. let alone when he had emailed her back but then it just kept happening. she had come to look forward to seeing them or sending him photos. her breath hitched as the pet name he used," most people don't." that was probably why she had been seeking out some form of connection. her face flushed and she couldn't help but want to hide. she inhaled sharply," no one has told me that before." all she could bring herself to do was bury her face in her hands," no, i don't think that but i just know that its likely i'll be the one who ends up hurt if what-whatever this is, us, doesn't work out which is why i stopped responding."

esme being silent was the last thing scott had ever expected, when he'd decided to let her know that she'd been what had kept him going on the inside. she had been the reason he'd looked forward to computer time, instead of the usual hand-written letters he preferred. scott had been locked up for years, with only his club brothers visiting him every now and again, and his interactions with esme had brought some form of life back into him. after spilling his guts, he'd expected her to have something to say about it. "baby..." he used the pet name he'd used for her before, "why wouldn't i take you seriously?" he asked in a soft tone, tilting his head in question before a small smile tugged on his lips at her following words. "trust me... you being just you, is exactly the reason i came for you." admitting it came easy, despite knowing his brothers would call him pussy-whipped if they'd ever hear of this. "you think i'm out to hurt you?" he asked, his soft voice turning hard, as his face contorted in slight anger.

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she remembered how she had been so nervous to tell him the truth. yet he hadn't rejected her when she did or even pity her. instead he had encouraged her to explore and now she was doing so, with him. of course esme had tried to push him away but clearly that plan had failed. it was nerve wracking to even get the title out that she had only ever typed to him. she gasped when he hoisted her up only to carry her in the direction of the couch. she was too lost in what they were doing to allow herself to panic. instead she found herself being lowered against the cushions and he slotted himself between her thighs. since she had dressed for work, her skirt was riding up. she whimpered as she pressed her hips up against his, grinding into him," daddy," she breathed," please." she wasn't too sure what she was asking for but all that she knew was that she didn't want him to stop touching her. her hands were reaching to begin to attempt to tug his shirt up and off.

scott's knowledge about esme's virginity should have held him back, but he was also aware of how much she wanted this, just as much as he did. she may have attempted to push him away with avoiding his emails and not reaching out after he was released, but here they were and it seemed as though everything was right in the world. his club might be at war and he might have a lot on his plate, but in this moment nothing else mattered. when the title she'd only used in emails before sounded from her lips, scott growled against her neck and ground into her harder. "fuuuuuck," he groaned when feeling her heat, before putting his hands under her ass and carrying her as if she weighed nothing, towards the couch. in any other case he would've tossed the woman down into the couch, but he placed her gently against the cushions and went to place himself down between her legs, resting some of his weight on her. "good, babygirl. you're doing so well... now, say that again," he commanded before placing his lips against her neck again waiting as he felt her heat against his crotch.