The Supreme Soldier in the City-Chapter 192: Touched

When John Brown returned home, the living room lights were on, and there was the sound of water from the bathroom, indicating someone was showering.

The only other person who had a key to his place was Emma Campbell, and of course, Lucy Campbell could also come in, but Lucy wouldn’t take a shower at her place, so it was obviously Emma.

After changing shoes, James Brown went over and knocked on the bathroom door, saying, "I’m back."

"Ah! Big Brother Brown, you’re back," came an excited voice from inside, the sliding door moved slightly and cracked open, but then it promptly closed again, "I’ll be done showering soon."

"Hehe, take your time, I’m going to rest for a bit."

After having a cigarette in the living room, Emma had already come out, wearing a silk spaghetti strap nightgown, which made her look as pure and lovely as a lotus flower fresh from the water, absolutely a sight that begs to be embraced.

"Lemon, you look really beautiful," James Brown couldn’t help but compliment her, his gaze fixated on Emma, not looking away for a moment.

Blushing at James Brown’s praise, Emma’s face was flushed with joy as she sweetly replied, "Big Brother Brown, you’re teasing me again."

"How could I be teasing you? If you weren’t beautiful, how could I ask you to be my girlfriend? I’m telling the absolute truth."

"Big Brother Brown, you’re so bad," Emma said with a pout, yet still she sat down next to James Brown, stretching out an arm to hug his, and rested her head on his shoulder. Now this little girl was much more forward in front of James Brown.

James Brown really enjoyed this feeling, and turned his head to gently kiss Emma’s smooth forehead, saying, "Why didn’t you call me to let me know you were here? I would’ve come back earlier."

Emma replied bashfully, "I didn’t want to interrupt your work, Big Brother Brown; I know you’ve been really busy lately. And I was quite content waiting at home for Big Brother John Taylor."

"What a silly girl," James Brown said fondly as he pinched Emma’s nose.

After being affectionate for a while, James Brown went to take a shower, then returned to lie down in the bedroom. Emma, however, insisted on washing the clothes that he had changed out of before getting into bed.

Although Emma had shared the bed with James Brown many times by now, and was now his girlfriend, she still lay there properly, not daring to move an inch.

Having spoken with Melody Yoody today, James Brown felt like a weight had been lifted off his shoulders. With such a beautiful girlfriend beside him, how could he possibly behave? Arm stretched out, he reached under Emma’s neck, and with a slight pull, Emma, blushing, nestled into his arms.

James Brown’s initiative made Emma’s heart suddenly race. She felt that today was different from usual, that something more might happen with James Brown. About that something more, Emma had made up her mind a long time ago—she would give herself to him if he wanted, no questions asked.

Yet, when that moment seemed imminent, she couldn’t help but feel nervous. It was said that the first time would be quite painful for a girl, and seeing how strong James Brown was, she didn’t know how much pain she could endure. But even if it were painful, she didn’t want to back down. She liked James Brown and was willing to do anything for him, even if it cost her life.

Holding Emma, James Brown too was quite moved today, starting with a gentle kiss on Emma’s forehead and then whispering in her ear, "Lemon, do you know how tempting it is for you to share a bed with me?"

Upon hearing this, Emma knew even more what James Brown had in mind. She felt bashful yet joyful, burying her head deeply into his chest and stammering, "I... I... didn’t tempt you."

James Brown chuckled softly, his hand gently caressing Emma’s back, "Even if you do nothing, just lying here is the biggest temptation for me. Having such a beautiful girl in my arms, I don’t know how many times I’ve nearly turned into a beast."

James Brown’s hand was like magic, making Emma’s heart flutter wherever he touched. Blushing, she softly said, "I... I... didn’t say you couldn’t."

This sentence was truly too enticing. James Brown’s arms tightened subconsciously as he embraced Emma Campbell tightly, gently kissing between her forehead and eyebrows. Mumbling vaguely, he said, "Lemon, I’ll have you today, okay?"

Emma Campbell didn’t answer, but she hugged James Brown back tightly, which clearly revealed her feelings.

At this moment, what hesitation could James Brown have left? He kissed Emma Campbell’s eyes, which were as clear as spring water and had long been shut. Then he kissed her nose, feeling the warm breath that she exhaled, which excited him even more. In his life, apart from Melody Yoody, with whom he had been intimate because they were in love, Emma Campbell was the only other one.

His time with Melody Yoody, though, was when they were too young to know what affection meant. It had been more about the longing for the opposite sex—a surge of youthful desire—whereas with Emma Campbell, it was truly a matter of desire now.

Following the line of her nose, James Brown finally kissed Emma Campbell’s lips. Her body tensed instantly, her eyes opening for a moment to look at James Brown before quickly shutting again in bashful modesty.

James Brown suddenly found himself amused, pulling away from her mouth, and said, "Lemon, it seems like we’ve never really kissed before, have we?"

Emma Campbell grew even more embarrassed; for her, a shy girl, this was not something she could easily speak of.

"Lemon, I suddenly feel like we’re missing something between us," James Brown suddenly felt that taking Emma Campbell might be too abrupt. They had only established their relationship a week ago and had already progressed to the final act without even a kiss, which seemed unfairly rushed for a girl like Emma Campbell.

"What are we missing?" Emma Campbell quickly opened her eyes filled with panic.

James Brown, caressing her cheek, softly said, "We haven’t truly had a dating experience between us, not even a real kiss, and now we’re moving straight to the bedroom. It seems a bit quick, and I’m worried you might have regrets later."

The panic on Emma Campbell’s face vanished, replaced by a blush. She pursed her lips and said, "Big Brother Brown, as long as I can be with you, Lemon doesn’t mind these things. You don’t need to worry so much. Lemon has wanted to be yours for a long time. It was you, Big Brother Brown, who always held back, which is why Lemon has stayed this way until now. I understand how much you care for me, but truly, I have no regrets."

With that said, Emma Campbell boldly kissed James Brown on the mouth. It was a simple peck, lip to lip, but it was enough to mesmerize James Brown.

In the past, Emma Campbell’s attitude towards James Brown had always included a sense of gratitude, and because James Brown also had a hang-up, he had always kept a clear head around Emma Campbell, never doing anything inappropriate even when they slept in the same bed.

But now it was different. James Brown and Emma Campbell were a couple, and Emma no longer felt indebted to him. Being with James Brown was now truly a matter of earnest affection, and James naturally didn’t need to hold back. Intimacy was normal for them, and in modern relationships, James Brown didn’t hold the outdated belief that a woman’s most precious gift should be saved for the wedding night.

Emma Campbell deferred to James Brown’s lead. Her knowledge of kissing came from what she had seen on TV; beyond that, she didn’t know what else to do, but even this already made her heart flutter, her whole body go weak, and her breath grow increasingly hot.

After kissing for a short while, James Brown felt that Emma Campbell really didn’t know how to kiss. She was a girl as pure as one could be. Although her response was weak, this purity gave a man a strong sense of accomplishment. Every man wishes to be his girlfriend’s first, the one to claim her first kiss.

Though Emma Campbell didn’t understand, she wouldn’t oppose anything that James Brown wanted to do. Feeling James’s tongue seeking entry to her mouth embarrassed her.

But as James Brown’s tongue began to move within her mouth, teasing her own, Emma Campbell finally understood. This was a true kiss, not only lip against lip but also a deeper contact that was truly intoxicating, and she couldn’t help but respond.

Some things are instinctive, and it only took a little guidance from James Brown for Emma Campbell to fully grasp how to kiss. Passionately responding to him, she clung tightly to James Brown, her hands gently stroking his back just as his did.

Emma Campbell’s response made James Brown’s already intense desire blaze even hotter. No longer satisfied with just this contact, one hand moved from Emma Campbell’s back around to the front, slowly unbuttoning her shirt, and then he began to gently caress her chest, which was not particularly full but was very elastic.

Emma Campbell tensed up, but then kissed James Brown even more fervently. She had no objections to his further advances; on the contrary, she was becoming more and more expectant of James Brown’s next moves.