Emma rushed to Cyn's apartment door and knocked. She was a little late. She hadn't accounted for actually going to the store before going back to Delilah's to check on her and then running to Cyn's place. The thing with Miguel took a longer than she expected. However, she made it.

Jax answered the door again. He smiled just as widely as he had the first time. "Back again?" He asked.

Emma was ready for him this time. She knew his deal. She knew what to expect. "Hi Jax. Where's Cyn?"

"In her room getting all dolled up for you. Come in. Wait with me." Jax opened the door wide and let Emma slide past him. "I would offer you a drink while you waited but this is a dry campus. Cyn makes sure of it."

"That's okay. I'll take a water." Emma sat down and looked around. There was some pretty neat art on the walls she hadn't noticed the first time. Jax came back with a bottle of water for her. "Thank you. Who is the artist?" Emma asked pointing at one particular picture.

"You're looking at him." Jax flopped down on the couch with a smug smirk on his face

"Really?" Emma asked.

"Yup! Do you like them?"

"I do. They're beautiful. Do you sell your work?" Emma genuinely thought Jax was talented.

"You think I should? It's more like a hobby. Cyn poses for me sometimes or helps me come up with ideas. But not like creepy poses. She always has clothes on. We're not those kind of siblings." Jax clarified.

"That never crossed my mind." Emma informed him.

"So I made it weird?"

"Absolutely." Emma nodded.

"Nothing new. You make everything weird." Cyn said as she walked out of her room and dolled up she was indeed. She was a cross between sexy vixen and an angelic little girl.

Emma didn't know if she wanted to hold her hand to help her cross the street or turn her over her knee. Her strawberry blonde hair was strategically combed into two playfully messy buns but her make up screamed fuck me. Cyn was always pretty. Emma thought she was attractive but the urge to have sex with Cyn had never been so present or strong. Maybe it was because her and Delilah weren't having sex. Whatever it was, Emma couldn't fight it or deny it.

"Yooo. At least wait until I leave the room to look at her like that." Jax teased. He got up and went to his bedroom. "I know where I'm not wanted!" He shouted.

Emma closed her mouth that she wasn't aware was open. Cyn giggled. That was the reaction she was hoping for.

"Hi." Emma stood and brought her into an embrace. She didn't want to let go. She didn't realize how starved she was for affection until she felt Cyn's arms around her.

"Hi, Mommy." Cyn tilted her head up and gave Emma a kiss. She made it longer than their usual peck on purpose. She was trying to convey her desires without having to do it verbally. Her message was heard loud and clear.

Emma grabbed her waist and pulled her closer. She began to kiss her neck as her hands slid to Cyn's butt. Admittedly, Emma was an ass woman. She liked when the women she entertained had a nice butt. Luckily for her both of the women she had, had nice bottoms. Without warning Savannah popped into Emma's head and she abruptly backed away from Cyn.

Cyn frowned. "I'm sorry. Did I mess up? Am I not supposed to initiate?" She felt bad. Maybe she had broken some type of Mommy/little rule. Perhaps only Mommies could start sexy time.

"No. No." Emma shook her head. It was clear she had upset Cyn. "I'm sorry, baby. I just... it's nothing."

"Are you sure?" Cyn asked.

"Yes." Emma sighed. She wanted to change the subject. "You look so pretty."

Cyn's eyes lit up. "Thank you! I did it for you." That was true but Cyn didn't want to talk. She was already hot and bothered. She needed Emma now. She gently pulled her to her bedroom and locked the door behind them.

Emma smirked. What was up with the beautiful women in her life locking themselves in bedrooms with her lately? She wasn't complaining but it was ironic. "What are you doing?" Emma asked.

"Nothing, Mommy." Cyn said innocently. She sat on her bed. "I just um... I want you."

Emma sat beside her. "I'm right here, baby."

Cyn pulled at her own lip. She was suddenly very shy. Emma wasn't intimidating the same way Delilah was. It was different. Subtle but present. And with Delilah she got a kick out of ruffling her feathers because she was so serious all the time. Cyn had no desire to disobey or upset Emma. "Yeah but like in a different way."

"You want to have sex with me?" Emma asked. She just wanted to be very clear. With everything going on in Emma's head, she didn't want any misunderstandings.

Cyn nodded enthusiastically. "Yes."

Emma kissed her again. It was soft. She kicked her shoes off and gently forced Cyn onto her back.

"Wait." Cyn said. "Do I call you Mommy during?"

"Yes, baby." Emma said before she started kissing her neck.

Cyn closed her eyes and moaned but she had more questions. "Do I get to touch you?" She asked.

"Yes, baby." Emma pulled Cyn's head back by her hair to have better access to her neck.

"This is definitely okay with your girlfriend?" Cyn asked.

Emma sighed. "Yes, baby."

"Okay." Cyn smiled.

"Do you have any more questions, my sweet sweet girl?" Emma asked. She was so turned on and this felt like a never ending game of 21 questions.

Cyn pursed her lips. "Weeeelll...." she giggled when Emma gave a look. "No, Mommy. I'm ready."