Micah, The Fierce Toys With Emma, The Brave (Micah & Emma Series Pt.5)

By Jessa Eden

In part 5 of this emotional series, Micah and Emma run into each other at a charity ball. Micah can’t resist pursuing Emma and confronting her about their past. Before long, their explosive chemistry takes them to new dizzying heights with a ton of primal sensuality. Emma must decide what she wants as Micah toys with her emotions. Will Micah’s fear of commitment keep them apart?

The beloved Micah and Emma series will take you on a wild ride as they explore sex, love and commitment. They have many adventures and will take you to some unexpected places.

Check out all of their stories from the beginning:
Micah, The Fierce Takes On Emma, The Brave(Pt. 1)
Micah, The Fierce Nails Emma, The Brave (Pt. 2)
Micah, The Fierce Dominates Emma, The Brave(Pt.3)
Micah, The Fierce Aches For Emma, The Brave(Pt.4)
Micah, The Fierce Toys With Emma, The Brave(Pt.5)

• Language: English
• Publisher: Jessa Eden
• Release date: Feb 18, 2013
• ISBN: 9781301103119

Jessa Eden

Over the last couple of years, writing has become a passion of mine. I pour my heart into each one of my stories, letting my characters go wherever they dare to venture. They often surprise and amuse me. I revel in exploring the human condition through the art of storytelling. Nothing gives me more pleasure than drawing you into a world of emotional connection, compelling characters and hopeful adventure, complete with sizzle and sensuality. My goal is to leave you breathless and panting for more... Write me. I love to hear from readers! I'm always looking to get fresh perspective, inspiration and insight to making my stories the best I can make them. I promise I'll write back. Until then, celebrate and savor the magic of romance, good people!

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MICAH, THE FIERCE TOYS WITH EMMA, THE BRAVE

By

Jessa Eden

SMASHWORDS EDITION

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PUBLISHED BY:

Jessa Eden

Micah, The Fierce Toys With Emma, The Brave

Copyright ©2014 by Jessa Eden

Editing: Hot Tree Editing

This ebook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This ebook may not be re-sold or given away to other people. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author.

This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locales is purely coincidental. The characters are productions of the author’s imagination and used fictitiously.

Adult Reading Material

I want to give major props to the people who helped me to proof/edit this story. Thank you for your attention to detail and your desire to see my story to be the best it can be. I am very grateful for their contribution:

Kathy M Krick

Joan Pleasant

Enjoy this fun story told from the perspective of two people, Emma and Micah

This is the fifth installment of the Micah and Emma series. These two have many adventures together.

Micah, The Fierce Falls Hard For Emma, The Brave (Micah and Emma 1-7 bundle)

OR

Micah, the Fierce Nails Emma, the Brave (Micah & Emma Pt. 2)

Micah, the Fierce Dominates Emma, the Brave (Micah & Emma Pt.3)

Micah, the Fierce Aches For Emma, the Brave (Micah & Emma Pt. 4)

Micah, the Fierce Toys With Emma, the Brave (Micah & Emma Pt. 5)

Micah, the Fierce Knocks Up Emma, the Brave (Micah & Emma Pt. 6)

Micah, the Fierce Fights For Emma, The Brave (Micah & Emma Pt. 7)

CONTENTS:

CHAPTER ONE

CHAPTER TWO

CHAPTER THREE

CHAPTER FOUR

CHAPTER FIVE’

CHATPER SIX

CHAPTER SEVEN

CHAPTER EIGHT

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Micah, The Fierce Toys With Emma, The Brave

(Micah and Emma Series Part 5)

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CHAPTER ONE

Micah:

I stood there, stunned as I watched Emma tear down the hotel hall, her hot, red dress billowing behind her. The imprint of her arm lingered in my hand and my fingers tingled with the feel of her warm skin. Touching her had sent a violent joy through my system, as if someone had jolted my heart with a defibrillator, bringing me back to life.

I tried to squash the feeling of hardcore bliss rolling through me, but the air had left my lungs, rendering me speechless in the wake of Emma’s abrupt departure.

She obviously wasn’t over the last time we had parted ways. I didn’t blame her for being mad at me. Still, I wished she had greeted me with a little more warmth than the frosty glare of hostility I got.

The only time I experienced her sweetness anymore was in the dream where I watched her disappear from my arms. She was always soft and feminine, but best of all, she was happy to see me.

That wasn’t going to happen in real life.

I had royally fucked myself out of any chance she would look at me in that adoring way again.

That’s what I wanted, wasn’t it?

So, why was I itching to race down the hall after her?

This had all started when the Gators’ front office had called during my suspension and asked me to attend a fundraising ball for an organization, which provided underprivileged kids with after-school activities.

Many children needed community resources to have opportunities they may never otherwise get. I vividly recalled what it was like to see other kids participate in cool, expensive sports while I had to sit on the sidelines.

I was lucky to have people who recognized my potential and did something about it. This organization made sure lots of children had a chance to discover and develop their talents. I was all for it.

Plus, I’d been thinking about Jedidiah.

That little guy had made quite an impression on me. He had such a plucky attitude, even as he watched his mom suffer from cancer. He reminded me why it was important to appreciate what I had been given. I was gonna go visit him and his mom real soon.

Meanwhile, I’d been determined to put in an appearance at the charity ball. Throwing on my custom-made black tux and sticking my checkbook in my pocket, I innocently showed up to support a good cause. Little did I know that coming to this shindig would bring me face to face with Emma.

I was minding my own business when my instinct went off, like a teammate was in trouble. I looked around and saw a commotion that could cause people to get hurt. I fought through a throng of humanity, and got there at the last minute to divert disaster by throwing my body into the ruckus and keeping everyone on their feet.

I couldn’t believe Emma was who I had snatched out of harm’s way.

What kind of dumb luck was that?

I first recognized her distinctively round ass wiggling about as she struggled to keep her balance. Her luscious butt was one of a kind, juicy and mouthwatering. It took a serious amount of willpower to keep myself from reaching down and copping a feel of her generous derriere.

That's when I noticed how her sexy body was all dolled up in some tight fitting strapless red dress, which made me wanna holler, ‘Hot, Babygirl.'

I immediately wanted to plant my mouth in the little hollow between her neck and shoulder while I palmed those great tits of hers.

I leaned down to ask her if she was okay and her perfume hit me, blasting my senses with her wild, sweet scent. That pretty back of hers had stiffened and she turned to me with a horrified look on her face. I wasn’t prepared for the hurt, which crossed her delicate features as she reacted coldly to seeing me again.

That threw me.

She was so angry, yet so beautiful.

I was really lost for words.

Emma, I kept repeating stupidly, my tongue unable to form any other syllables.

I wanted to grab her, kiss the hurt right off of her face, and pry her sweet body out of that hot dress.

But, she jerked her warm, soft arm out of my hand, leaving me gob-smacked in the midst of the glitzy mob as I watched her take off.

People kept bustling past me as my laser-like focus locked on Emma’s fleeing form.

God, how I loved watching the way her ass jiggled in her clingy red dress.

My cock started to swell as I thought about how hot it had been to slide in to her ass for the first time. Nothin’ like deflowering a sexy woman. It didn’t take much these days to rev my engine.

I hadn’t had sex in a long time.

After my last disaster in the strip club, I didn’t need the hassle of a woman right now. I could make it on my own.

So, why was I thinking about chasing Emma down?

The best thing would’ve been for me to leave her alone and let sleeping dogs lie, but the further she got away from me, the more I wanted to go after her. Every primal instinct I had was clamoring for me to move.

I saw Emma duck into a bathroom, way down away from the masses of people. My feet were moving before I realized I was even following her.

While jogging to the white door marked ladies, I weighed my options. I could wait for her to come out or I could have some guts, storm my way in and force her to deal with me. I put my hand on the handle, which told me everything I needed to know.

I told Emma I was done, but when I saw her, gorgeous and hurting, all bets were off. I didn’t know what waited for me on the other side, but I was going in.

Emma:

Clippety-clop, clippety-clop, my heels banged against the white marble tile of the hotel corridor as I ran for all I was worth. I vowed to throw those stupid stilettos away as soon as I got home. They had brought me nothing but bad luck.

I couldn’t believe Micah was at the ball. I worked so hard to pull myself together and move on with my life. Yet, with one touch, my tightly woven armor splintered, threatening to unravel completely into an explosive alchemy of vulnerability and need.

I needed to regroup and figure out my game plan for the rest of the evening. With the immense crowd, it was gonna be difficult to find a safe place to gather my wits and take a breather. I scanned the hall quickly. Fortune was on my side as I located a