Netori: Marvel Universe Erotica

Chapter 45: Chapter 45: Emma Frost’s Afterglow (Lap Dance R18)

Emma nestled against Mu Chen’s side, her head resting on the arm he had tucked beneath it. One of her legs was draped lazily over his thigh, and her fingers moved in slow, absent circles across his chest. Their eyes met for a moment, and they shared a soft, tired smile.

She let out a quiet, breathy sound as she shifted closer.

"Mmmh... you really ruined me tonight..." the blonde beauty murmured, her voice low and slightly hoarse. "My legs are still shaking."

Mu Chen gave her ass a gentle squeeze, his palm resting possessively over the curve of it.

"You were the one who kept asking for more," he said, a hint of amusement in his tone.

Emma pressed her thigh more firmly against his cock, feeling it twitch faintly against her skin.

"Don’t act innocent..." she whispered, her lips brushing against his jaw. "You were fucking me like you wanted to break me."

Mu Chen chuckled softly and reached up to pinch her nipple lightly between his fingers, rolling it slowly.

"And you loved every second of it," he murmured.

Emma let out a small, shaky breath and kissed his jaw again, her voice turning softer, needier.

"Ahhhh~... Be gentle now. I’m still... mmmnnn... aching so much from before..."

Even as she said it, her hips gave a tiny, instinctive roll, pressing her sensitive pussy against his hand. Mu Chen didn’t miss it. He slid two fingers between her thighs and began rubbing her clit in slow, lazy circles.

"And still pushing your pussy against my hand," he said quietly, almost teasing.

Emma bit his lower lip gently in retaliation, her teeth grazing the skin before she soothed it with a soft kiss.

"You’re so mean..." she breathed against his mouth. "Making me cum that hard and then teasing me right after."

Mu Chen leaned in and sucked lightly on the side of her neck, his fingers still moving in slow strokes between her legs.

"You look cute when you’re like this," he said against her skin. "I can’t help it."

Emma’s hand slid down between them, wrapping loosely around his cock. She gave it a slow, lazy stroke, feeling it gradually harden again in her palm.

"Mmm... still so hard," she purred, her voice low and playful. "Greedy boy."

Mu Chen let out a quiet breath and cupped her breast, squeezing it firmly as his thumb brushed over her nipple.

"Can you blame me?" he asked, his voice dropping. "You’re lying here naked and touching me like this."

Emma didn’t reply with words. Instead, she pressed closer, her lips finding his again in a slow, deep kiss as her hand continued to stroke him lazily between them. Their mouths moved together in a lazy rhythm, tongues brushing softly while her fingers kept a gentle grip around his cock.

Mu Chen’s hand stayed between her thighs, two fingers moving in slow, unhurried circles over her sensitive clit. Emma let out a soft, shaky moan into the kiss.

"Ahhn~... slower... I just came, you know..." she breathed against his lips.

"I know," Mu Chen murmured, still rubbing her gently. "That’s why I’m being nice and only using two fingers."

Emma let out a small huff and pulled back just enough to kiss his chest, then looked up at him with half-lidded eyes.

"Such a tease," she whispered. "Hold me properly. I want to be in your arms."

Mu Chen didn’t argue. He pulled her closer until her body was flush against his, one strong arm wrapping securely around her waist, while other remained buried between her legs.

Emma didn’t deny it. Instead, she let out a soft moan and bit down gently on his shoulder, her teeth pressing into his skin as her hips gave another small, instinctive roll against his fingers.

"Mmh~... Don’t you start thinking of some naughty idea. I need a break," she mumbled against his shoulder, though her body betrayed her words.

Mu Chen pressed a slow kiss to her forehead.

"Liar," he said quietly. "Your hips are already moving."

Emma didn’t answer right away. She simply shifted even closer, burying her face against his neck while her fingers played with his hair. Her body felt heavy and warm against his, her thigh still draped over him.

"Little scoundrel," she murmured, her voice soft and slightly drowsy, "You’re too... addictive."

Mu Chen let out a low chuckle. His hand slid down from her waist to her ass, gripping one cheek firmly. His fingers sank into the soft, plush flesh, squeezing and kneading it until the shape changed under his palm.

"It’s too late for you to say that," he murmured near her ear. "You’re already mine."

"That’s true too, baby..." Emma replied softly, letting out a quiet breath as she tilted her face up toward him. "Mmmh~... Kiss me properly. I want your tongue."

Mu Chen leaned in without hesitation, capturing her lips in a deep kiss. Their mouths parted as his tongue slid against hers, slow and deliberate. He sucked gently on her tongue before letting her do the same, their kiss turning wet and unhurried.

Emma’s lips were still slightly parted as they broke the kiss. She looked at him with hazy eyes, her breathing a little uneven. A soft, satisfied smile curved her lips as she gently traced his bottom lip with her thumb.

"Mmmh~... Your kissing skills are amazing," she murmured, her voice low and a little dazed. "It’s unfair how well you kiss."

Mu Chen let out a quiet chuckle, his hand still lazily kneading her ass while his thumb continued to flick over her stiff nipple in slow motions.

"You say the same thing about my tongue and cock," he murmured, "when they’re buried deep inside your needy cunt."

Emma’s eyes widened slightly. A deep blush instantly spread across her face, turning her cheeks and even the tips of her ears a vivid shade of crimson.

The powerful telepath quickly hid her face against his chest, though the way her body shifted showed she was both embarrassed and turned on by his words.

"Shut up..." she muttered, her voice muffled against his skin, though the heat in her cheeks betrayed how flustered she truly was.

Mu Chen smiled slightly, clearly enjoying her reaction.

She remained nestled against him, content to stay in his embrace. For a while, neither of them spoke. They simply enjoyed each other’s presence, her fingertips tracing absentminded patterns across his chest while he held her close.

"I want to stay like this for a while..." she said softly. "Just touching each other."

Mu Chen’s fingers came down between her thighs and gave her swollen pussy a light, playful slap. "And that’s what we are doing."

Emma let out a soft, surprised little sound when his fingers lightly slapped her swollen pussy. Her body gave a small, involuntary twitch against him.

She pressed herself even closer, tucking her burning face deeper into the crook of his neck before she whispered, "Mu Chen... I like being in your arms like this."

Mu Chen brushed her messy blonde hair away from her face with gentle fingers, looking down at her with a small smile.

"Mn, I know," he said. "After all, you like to act as a spoiled queen around me..."

Emma bit his lower lip in retaliation, though there was no real bite to it.

"I am a queen," she said, her voice carrying a playful pout. "And queens deserve to be pampered after getting fucked like that."

Mu Chen reached up and pinched both her cheeks gently between his fingers, making them puff out.

"Queen?" he teased, his tone warm. "All I see is a very cute needy girl... whom I love to pamper..."

Emma’s lips curled into a sexy little pout as she looked at him, though her eyes were brimming with quiet happiness at his words.

"Damn... you little rascal. You’re always making fun of me," she mumbled.

Yet the smile tugging at the corners of her lips completely betrayed her. Her eyes sparkled with joy, and her heart felt warm. She knew exactly how much Mu Chen cherished her, and that knowledge never failed to make her happy.

Mu Chen rolled over smoothly, settling on top of her. His hands immediately moved up and cupped both of her heavy breasts, squeezing them firmly as his thumbs brushed over her nipples. Emma let out a soft giggle, her body shifting beneath him.

"Damn... you really are obsessed with these," she teased, smiling up at him.

Mu Chen gave her breasts another slow squeeze and replied without any shame, "I am."

Emma was still smiling when something suddenly came back to her. Her fingers gently played with his hair as she spoke.

"Mu Chen... after you left to see Jean yesterday, Susan called me. She was asking about you."

Mu Chen didn’t look away. Instead, he leaned down and slowly flicked his tongue over her nipple before replying, "I know. She told me in the morning when she came to meet me."

Emma raised an eyebrow, clearly surprised. "Oh? She came? But how did she leave so early?"

Emma found the whole situation hilarious and amusing.

Last night Mu Chen had been with Jean, fucking her senseless in her own house. Then this morning he had taken Sue. And now, after already claiming two married women, he was here with her — fucking her from afternoon straight into the evening.

Mu Chen took her nipple into his mouth and sucked on it slowly before letting it slip out with a wet pop.

"She mentioned something about a meeting between the Avengers and the Fantastic Four," he said casually, his face still buried between her breasts.

Emma let out a small, amused laugh as her fingers continued to play with his hair. She didn’t say it out loud, but she felt a quiet sense of satisfaction. Unlike Jean or Susan, she got to spend the most time with him.

She looked down at him and asked, "So what should we do now?"

Mu Chen lifted his head slightly from the valley of her breasts and looked up at her.

"We take a bath first," he said. "Then I’ll make dinner for you."

Emma was tired after cumming so many times. Mu Chen decided to make dinner himself. Normally they cooked together, simply enjoying each other’s company.

"You need to carry me... my legs feel like jelly," Emma complained, lifting her arms toward him in a clear gesture to be carried.

Without another word, Mu Chen slid his arms under her body and lifted her up effortlessly. Emma giggled as she wrapped her arms around his neck and rested her head against his shoulder.

Without another word, Mu Chen slipped an arm beneath Emma’s knees and another behind her back, lifting her effortlessly into his arms.

Emma let out a soft laugh and instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck. For a few moments, she simply relaxed against him, resting her head on his shoulder as he carried her.

Then she slowly lifted her head and met his gaze. The playful confidence she usually carried was nowhere to be seen; her blue eyes held only warmth and simple, honest affection.

"Mu Chen..." she called softly.

"Mn?" he replied, looking down at her.

Emma held his gaze for a moment before a gentle smile touched her lips. "I love you, baby..."

The words came naturally, without the slightest hesitation.

Mu Chen’s expression softened. "I also love you, Emma."

A brighter smile immediately appeared on her face. Looking completely content, she rested her head against his shoulder once more and nestled comfortably in his embrace.