Chapter 34 Char #2
He pushes my hair back over my shoulder and grins down at me. “I think I like blonde the best. But honestly, you could dye it pink, and I wouldn’t care.”
“Hmm. Maybe I’ll try that next.”
He leans down, placing a sweet kiss on my lips. “Is this okay?”
“Yes.”
“You sure? It’s been a pretty emotional few days. I don’t want to take ad—”
Pushing to my toes, I cover his mouth with mine. He’s a gentleman to a fault. And I need him to treat me like he did the night he met me. A mixture of sweet and frenzied wild abandon.
“Don’t treat me like I’m fragile. I want it like the night we met. Nice and slow, and deep and hard.”
He quirks a brow, likely surprised I remember when he’d asked how I like it, word for word. With that, he cups my cheek with one hand and dips down to kiss the corners of my mouth before diving back in for a long, languid kiss.
He pulls back, nibbling on my lower lip before dragging his tongue down the column of my throat.
I arch my back as he trails open mouth kisses over my collarbone before stopping long enough to remove my top.
He cups both breasts, dragging his tongue over the swell of each over the satin of my bra.
Between the warmth of the fire on my skin and his talented tongue, I’m starting to get seriously wet.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he says as my black lace bra tumbles to the floor.
I can’t help but squirm as his stubble teases the soft skin between my breasts.
He tightens his arms around me, his teeth teasing my nipples before sucking with just the right amount of suction.
I scrape my nails against his scalp as my body soars in delight.
His hungry brown eyes are imploring as he drops to his knees, bringing my leggings down in one swift movement.
He buries his face in my black silk panties and inhales, and I nearly lose my mind.
“Fuck, I’ve missed this pussy,” he groans.
My head falls back as he runs his nose along the center of my sex.
I’m ridiculously wet. He trails his lips over my panties.
It’s sweet torture. The kissing stops as he peers up at me.
There’s a reverence there I can’t put words to.
He slowly drags my panties down my legs, letting out a moan as his gaze roams from my head to my toes. As turned on as I am at his overt admiration, he needs to take some clothes off soon or I’m going to start ripping them off myself.
But before I can ask him to get on with it, he buries his face between my legs, and I lose the ability to speak.
Gliding his fingers through my sex, he spreads me wide as he tongues my clit.
His stubble teases my sensitive flesh, and my entire body shudders with electricity.
His fingers dig into my ass as he makes a meal of me, my knees nearly buckling beneath me.
“Come here,” he roars as he pulls me down onto the blanket, lust heavy on his tongue. “I need more of this.”
“More of wha—?” My question is so breathy I’m not certain it’s audible.
He quickly removes his shirt and begins unbuckling his pants.
Once he’s naked, I lean back on my elbows trying to take him in.
God, this man is beautiful. From the tone, tan body, defined pecs covered in a fine dusting of dark hair, and abs that belong on the cover of Men’s Health magazine.
My eyes are probably glazing over at the sight.
Then one strong hand fists around the base of his long, veiny cock, and my head lulls back.
I expect him to make some witty remark, so I’m completely caught off guard, crying out when his warm tongue swipes through my center. His fingers tease and his mouth feasts like a man starved. “This swollen pussy is throbbing for me, isn’t it? You need my cock, baby?”
“Yes,” I practically shout.
“I need you to come on my tongue first. Your pussy is already swollen and achy. I don’t want to hurt you.”
I groan as he devours me, knowing I’m seconds away from my first of many orgasms. One hand skirts up my belly, pinching my nipple as he sucks on my clit, and that’s all it takes.
Moments later, he’s hovering over me when a sliver of clarity takes over, and I place my palms flat on his chest. “Hey. We got ahead of ourselves the last time.”
“What do you mean?”
I bite my lip. “We never had the condom conversation. I’m clean, but I’m not on the pill.”
“Hell, Char. I must’ve been so excited you were here with me that I lost my mind. I never have sex without a condom. I mean, I’ve been tested, but I’m sorry I put you in that position.”
“No, don’t misunderstand. We both dove in without thinking. It’s not an accusation. And I’m happy to get on birth control. We’re just going to need condoms until that happens.”
Dave reaches for his pants, retrieving his wallet, and withdrawing a condom. I watch as he dons it quickly before his attention returns to me. “I have more in my bedroom, but there’s no way I’m leaving your side for that long.”
I can’t help but giggle.
His fingers tease the skin from my shoulders, my breasts, my belly, and then back and forth over my achy, swollen center.
All the while, the firelight bounces over his smooth skin.
“You’re so wet.” He dips a finger inside.
He leans in for a slow kiss before lining himself up and slowly sliding inside.
My legs instinctively wrap around him, and I dig my nails into his firm ass as I adjust to his size.
He slowly rocks his pelvis, inching forward until he’s completely filled me. Holding me tight against him, we lie like this for a few glorious moments before he kisses me again. He steals my breath as he starts to drive his hips back and forth into me.
He pushes up on his arms, allowing his hips to rock more forcefully. The sight makes me come undone. Never in my wildest dreams did I think any man would ravage my body as he does. My thighs start to tighten as his pace picks up, his cock dragging against a spot inside me that makes me see stars.
“Oh, god,” I cry out as my second orgasm causes my body to convulse wildly around him.
“Oh, fuck yes,” he groans above me. “You feel so damn good.”
Suddenly, he flips us over so he’s on his back and I’m sitting astride him. Sinking completely onto him, my eyes roll back in my head. The sensation of this man stretching and filling me is almost indescribable. Like nothing I’ve ever experienced before. My hips start to rock.
“That’s it, beautiful. Take what you need.”
“I need you. All of you.”
His fingers find my clit as I continue to gyrate on top of him.
The look of rapture on his face is as much of a turn on as his magical dick. I’m about to moan out his nickname when I think better of it and stop. Slowing my movements, I look down at him seriously.
“I know the timing of this conversation may be odd.”
His eyes spring wide, looking utterly bewildered.
“So, there’s clearly a story there with you and Fire. Don’t think I’m not getting the full story from you on that. I mean, I shared mine.”
He narrows his eyes, I’m sure thinking I’ve lost my mind to be talking about his ex-friend in the middle of sex.
“But…” I bite down on my lower lip, rocking my hips for effect. His eyes roll back in his head with a groan before refocusing on me. Leaning down, I whisper in his ear. “Your nickname makes me hot.”
A chuckle escapes him. “What nickname?”
“Smoke.”
“You remember Brecken calling me that at the wedding?”
“Well, that, and Fire called you that the other day.” I wince, worried I’ve upset him. “Where did those nicknames come from?”
He rolls his eyes. “Really? You want to talk about that now?”
My face falls. I have upset him.
He must read my expression and quickly backtracks.
“Fire has been his nickname since he was a kid. Short for his last name, Firestone. And we hit it off in the fire academy. We were inseparable. It started to be a running joke. Where there was Smoke, there was Fire.” He shrugs, his face looking pained.
“There’s clearly a story there. I won’t push you to tell me the deal between you two until you’re ready.”
“Thank you,” he snips, not offering more. Sheesh. He looks so dejected now. How had I gotten us so far off track?
I glide up and down his rigid length before rolling my hips and clenching around his girth.
His eyes close as he groans.
Will it be a turnoff to call you by your nickname?” I clench again before reaching up to tease my nipple.
“Jesus. Baby, you can call me anything you want. So long as you’re in my bed, I’ll deal.”
My hand drops down to play with myself as I throw my head back, rocking my hips. “Smoke,” I whimper.
“Holy shit,” he moans.
I open my eyes, and peer down at the most handsome, affectionate man I’ve ever known.
The utter euphoria I’m experiencing feels akin to a drug.
Not that I’d know what that felt like. I had enough issues.
The very last thing I’d do is take something mind-altering.
But intimacy with him is beyond physical. There’s a bliss I can’t explain.
“What’s that look about?” he pants, appearing as if he’s trying to hold himself back from pounding into me after all of this intoxicating build up.
“What do you mean?” my voice comes out breathless.
“You’re all glassy-eyed. Just when I think you can’t possibly get any more beautiful, you continue to prove me wrong.”
My head falls back, and I roll it back and forth. “Can I feel you on top of me?”
I barely get the question out, and he’s flipping us back over, his firm body hovering over mine. The sensation of him slowly sliding in and out of me is making me insane. How had I ever walked away from him?
“You feel so good. I’m completely addicted to the way your body makes me come alive.”
He undulates his pelvis rhythmically into me, the friction against my clit making me moan wildly. “You’re addicted, huh? Maybe I need to try even harder to get you hooked. So, there’s no chance you can live without me,” he teases.
“Oh, so you’re a dick pusher now?” I groan as he picks up his pace. “You have no shame, mister. No shame.” I throw my arms over my head, thrashing my head in unbridled ecstasy as he thrusts into me at a relentless pace.
“Holy fuck. You’re the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen.” He leans down to suck a nipple between his lips. He lets go before giving me a devilish smirk. “You going to give me one more before I get reacquainted with that luscious ass of yours?”
My lids spring open in alarm. “I don’t think I’m ready for—”
“Baby, I just meant I want to take you from behind. No need to panic.” He chuckles.
“Whew.” I laugh. “Yes, let’s do that.” I wriggle from beneath him, getting on all fours. The anticipation of feeling him lose control as he had the first night has my entire body quivering with need.
“Holy hell, baby.”
I turn to look over my shoulder. He has one fist gripping his cock, raw hunger in his eyes as he gazes down at my ass. Hell, this man is good for my ego. I dig my nails into the blanket as he slides the head of his cock into me, slowly pushing my hips back to meet him.
He quickly starts to come unhinged, and I hold on, preparing to fall off the edge quickly once he lets loose. “Oh, baby, you’re going to make me come.”
“Smoke! Oh, god,” I cry out as white spots cloud my vision. My body shudders as another intense orgasm slams into me.
“Char.” My name on his lips sounds like a prayer as he thrusts wildly into me. “Baby,” his voice cracks, his muscular warm body jerking around me as he empties his release.
His body collapses onto mine, the weight of him delicious.
Rolling onto his side, he gathers me into his arms, burying his face in my hair.
We stay there, tangled together under the blanket.
My fingers draw lazy circles on his arm while his heartbeat steadies mine.
The fire burns low, and for the first time in years, the silence feels utterly and completely safe.
I don’t know what tomorrow looks like. But right now? Right now, I’m free. And he’s here with me.
I couldn’t ask for more.