**Chapter 9: Stormy Night**

The storm outside seemed to be intensifying, the thunder booming and the lightning flashing across the sky. I gazed over at Emily, her eyes still closed, her chest rising and falling with each breath. My heart was still racing from our kiss, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and anticipation. As I looked at her, I felt my hands moving of their own accord. I reached out and gently brushed a strand of hair out of her face, my fingers grazing her skin. She didn't flinch, didn't pull away, and that was all the invitation I needed. My hand moved down to her neck, my fingers tracing the curve of her jaw. She was so soft, so delicate, and I felt a surge of possessiveness. I wanted to protect her, to keep her safe from harm, but at the same time, I wanted to explore her, to see how far she would go. I leaned in closer, my face inches from hers. She was still breathing heavily from our kiss, her lips parted, and I could feel her warm breath on my skin. My hand moved down to her shoulder, my fingers slipping under the strap of her bra. She stirred, her eyes fluttering open, and for a moment, we just looked at each other. I could see the fear and uncertainty in her eyes, but I also saw something else - a spark of desire. I took that as a sign, my hand moving further under her bra, my fingers brushing against her skin. She gasped, her body tensing up, but I just held her in place, my fingers tracing the curve of her breast. I could feel her heart racing, her pulse pounding in her neck, and I knew that she was still with me, still willing. My mouth moved down to her neck, my lips tracing the curve of her skin. She was so sensitive, so responsive, and I felt a surge of excitement. I had her now, and I wasn't going to let her go. The storm raged on outside, but I was oblivious to it. All I could think about was Emily, her body, her skin, her lips. I was lost in the moment, lost in the sensation of having her in my arms. And as I looked down at her, I knew that I was going to take her, all of her, no matter what. The question was, would she be willing, or would she try to pull away? I was about to find out.