4. CHAPTER FOUR - FLAMES OF PASSION
He tasted raw and fierce, just like I had expected. He gently sucked on my lips, and his hand cupped my breast. Then, ever so gently, he massaged my flesh. Jake’s touch was so gentle that I was purring like a kitten before I realized his hand was on me. A fresh wave of warmth spread throughout my body, and I felt deliciously alive and sexy.
My longing for him became stronger as well, and I realized that Jake was and always had been an enigma, but one thing was for sure: he was an incredible flirt, and I didn’t want to be the brunt of his devilish charm.
I reached up and held his wrist, pulling his hand away from my breast as I released myself from his kiss.
“Jake, I think you should…”
“Shit, I’m so sorry!” he exclaimed, quickly stepping back, putting some distance between both of us.
“Wait, no, no!” I said, stretching out to hold him, but he walked away from me, waving his hand as he disappeared out of my line of sight.
I just wanted to tell you to come inside.I sighed. The thought of going to his room to call him back flashed in my mind, but I quickly dispelled it.
“He probably regrets it. Why would I even do that to him?” I muttered to myself. My hand subconsciously went to my lips, and I touched them, reminiscing about the taste of Jake’s lips.
I need a fucking shower.I sighed, closing my door.
I needed to get rid of the thoughts of Jake flooding into my mind. I couldn’t afford to make any rash decisions. Especially after how I felt.
With shaky hands, I made my way to the shower. The hot water descended over my skin as I tried to wash away the lingering memory of Jake”s touch. But no matter how hard I scrubbed, his image remained etched in my mind, taunting me with what could have been.
After what felt like an eternity, I emerged from the shower, feeling slightly more composed but still unable to shake the thoughts of him from my mind. I grabbed my headset from the nightstand and put it on. I played music, desperate to soothe my mind, and ended up drifting off to sleep.
I woke up the next morning to the morning sun streaming through the curtains. I slowly got up, throwing my legs off the bed as I stood up. Images of last night replayed in my head, the taste of his lips still lingering, and a mixture of confusion and desire swirled within me.
Just as I finished setting the table, Jake appeared, looking unexpectedly handsome. The tension in the air was palpable, a silent acknowledgment of the shared moment we couldn”t ignore. He inquired about the delicious scent wafting through the air, and I proudly announced that I”d prepared breakfast for him.
Determined to distract myself, I made my way to the kitchen, intending to whip up a quick breakfast as a thank you to Jake for dinner the night before.
The aroma of sizzling bacon filled the air as I worked, the sound of eggs frying in the pan echoing in the quiet kitchen. And just as I finished placing the food, I grabbed a small juice box from the fridge and took a sip.
“What”s that delicious smell?” he asked, his voice sending a shiver down my spine.
He appeared at the door frame, looking impossibly handsome in the morning light.
“I made you breakfast,” I replied, gesturing to the spread before us. “I thought it was the least I could do after you cooked for me last night.”
“Wow, you really went all out. Thanks, Lily,” he said, his eyes holding a mix of surprise and gratitude.
“And why do you have so many juice boxes in your fridge?” I asked, but he just shrugged.
As I sipped my juice through the straw, I couldn”t help but notice Jake”s intense gaze on me. His eyes were like twin flames, burning with a heat that sent shivers down my spine. And though he tried to hide it, I could see the desire flickering behind those dark depths.
We sat across from each other at the table, and I poured us both a cup of steaming coffee, the fragrant aroma mingling with the lingering scent of breakfast.
“So, uh, how was your night?” I asked, trying to break the tension with a casual question.
Jake took a sip of his coffee, his gaze meeting mine. “It was... interesting,” he replied, a faint smile playing on his lips.
“Yeah, interesting,” I echoed, internally cringing at my lack of eloquence. “Um, did you sleep well?”
He chuckled softly, the sound sending a shiver down my spine. “Not really. I couldn”t stop thinking about... well, you know.”
I nodded, grateful for the distraction of my coffee cup. “Yeah, me too.”
Silence fell between us, thick and heavy with unspoken emotions. I fidgeted with the handle of my mug, searching for something—anything—to say.
“So, uh, work,” I blurted out, grasping for a safe topic. “You mentioned you”re a firefighter?” I mentally kicked myself for asking such a stupid obvious question. Really Lily?
Jake let out a nervous chuckle and then nodded, a flicker of pride in his eyes. “Yeah, I”ve been doing it for a few years now. It”s challenging but rewarding.”
“That”s... really impressive,” I said, genuine admiration coloring my words. “I can”t imagine the kind of courage it takes to do what you do.”
He shrugged modestly, a hint of color rising to his cheeks. “It”s just a job, really. Someone”s gotta do it.”
I smiled. “I know I already said this but, thanks again for saving me from that fire.”
“Stop thanking me Lily. I would do anything for you.”
We both paused and stared at each other, not sure of what to say. In the end, we ate our breakfast in silence, and when breakfast was over, Jake got up and announced that he had to head to work.
“I”ll see you when I get back, Lily,” he said, with his usual charming smile.
As he disappeared into his room, I decided to head back to mine, hoping to put some distance between us and the confusing emotions swirling inside me. But as I reached my room, I decided to read a book while I recuperated. I heard a loud crash coming from Jake”s room, followed by a string of colorful language.
Without thinking, I rushed to his room, throwing open the door to find him standing there, wearing nothing but a towel and looking absolutely breathtaking. His wet hair clung to his forehead, droplets of water trailing down his bare chest in a way that made my pulse quicken.
A blush crept up my cheeks as I tried to avert my gaze.
“What happened?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper as I tried to ignore the sudden heat coursing through my veins.
“I tripped,” he admitted sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck in embarrassment.
I couldn”t help but feel sorry for him and rushed to his side. In my attempt to ensure he was okay, our hands accidentally brushed, sending an electric shock through me.
“Are you hurt?” I asked, trying to mask the intensity of the moment.
“Just my pride,” He chuckled, but the air between us had changed. He slowly lifted his hand and touched my cheek, caressing it ever so slowly.
Then, it was like a light went off in his head, and he suddenly paused, recoiling his hand. But I didn’t want him to leave me. I wanted him. I craved him.
Before he completely stepped away from me, I leaned toward him, closing the distance between us, and kissed him.
He was dazed at first, but then his hands grabbed my face and pulled me into an incredible kiss. It started forcefully as he kissed me hard but softened as one hand trailed down my back. After a few seconds, the strength behind his kiss returned, and his tongue parted my lips and began exploring. I brought my hands up to his head and pulled him deeper into me, my tongue finding his. After what felt like forever, he pulled away and looked down at me. He growled deeply in his throat and gave me a mischievous smile.
“You realize what’s about to happen, right?” he asked, lust deep in his eyes.
“Better make it quick. You don’t want to be late for work,” I found myself saying.
He chuckled deeply, pulling me between himself and his doorway, and his lips found my neck.
His hands ran up my body, landing on my breasts before sliding beneath my shirt. He whispered into my ear, “You”re mine.” His hand found my ass and lifted. I followed his lead, wrapping my legs around him and throwing my head back as he nibbled on my clavicle.
“Oh, Jake, that feels good,” I moaned, as he continued, his hands groping my ass while he walked into the apartment. Soon after, Jake threw me down on the bed and crawled on top of me. I moaned as his tongue licked my cleavage, returning to my throat before he forced his lips down onto mine and held my wrists down as he kissed me.
He broke free from the kiss and got off the bed. “Take off your clothes,” he commanded, and I was surprised to find his demand sexy. I began undressing and watched him quickly do the same. His body was incredibly toned and muscular, and his tan made his blue eyes shine brightly. I was down to just my bra and underwear when Jake pulled his towel off, and his cock sprang to life. I took a sharp breath in when I saw it and crawled towards him, putting my feet on the floor. I was desperate to touch or taste him. I stood, stepping towards him, bringing my fingers around his shaft and lightly stroking him. I pulled him in for a kiss with my other hand and felt him groan against my mouth to my touch.
I pulled away from the kiss and brought my lips to his ear, having to get up on my toes to reach it. “You”ve seen what I can do with a straw, let me show you what I can do with something bigger,” I whispered to him, as I squeezed his cock a little, surprising myself with my boldness.
“Oh, Lily…” he moaned, as I lowered myself to my knees. His cock was a little intimidating when I got to its level. With both hands wrapped around his shaft, I swirled my tongue around the tip, treating his cock like a dripping ice cream cone. I brought my mouth to his balls and sucked one in, then massaged it with my tongue.
Hearing his breathing quicken, I let my mouth encase his other ball and sucked slightly harder, gratified at his fingers tightening in my hair. I replaced my mouth with a hand, continuing to fondle them as I returned to his tip. I licked my tongue around the base of his head and then slowly brought him into my mouth. I slide my lips down a few inches of his cock before sucking hard, twisting my mouth, and pulling back, milking him.
I continued until I got close to the base of his cock where my hand was. I sucked him and moved my tongue around in my mouth. His moans were getting louder, and I felt his hand grab my bun and pull my mouth from his cock. “No. Not yet,” he said, his eyes burning with lust.
I smiled at him, and he pulled me in for a deep kiss, his mouth exploring wildly. He pressed against my shoulders and pushed me back on the bed. He crawled on top of me and reached behind my back, deftly unhooking my bra, and pulling it away from my body before bringing his mouth down onto my hard nipple and sucking. I grabbed his hand and brought it to my other breast. He lifted his mouth off my nipple long enough to say, “I fucking love these,” before diving back down and softly nibbling and tweaking them with his mouth and fingers.
I was squirming under him and trying desperately to rub my pussy against his rock-hard shaft, but he shifted to the side of me. His hand left my breast, and it was replaced by his mouth. He brought his now free hand down to my panties and started pulling them down my legs. He brought his mouth back up to mine and kissed me before pulling away again.
His fingers danced over my slit before dipping in a little deeper. His eyebrows jumped when he touched me, and his eyes lit up. “You”re dripping wet. I fucking love it,” he said, before bringing his fingers to his lips and licking them clean. “And you taste so damn good,” He moaned. “Have a taste,” he said, bringing his fingers back inside of me and licking my neck before bringing them to my mouth.
All the teasing was driving me crazy, and I wanted him so badly. I sucked his fingers clean, carefully sliding my tongue between them, and smirked around them when his eyes darkened. Hovering over me, he teased the tip of his cock up and down my folds before slamming into me, the shock of it making me gasp and arch my back. I moaned before quickly coming back to my senses. “Condom!” I cried, trying to squirm away from his shaft.
“Shit! Sorry Lily, I got carried away,” he said before sliding out of me, grabbing one from his desk, and starting to open it. “Where was I?” He cooed before climbing back on top of me and thrusting into my waiting pussy again, about halfway.
I couldn”t help but clench around him, feeling his cock pulse in return as he refused to move, sucking on my neck until I couldn”t wait any longer. I groan and push on his shoulder to roll him onto his back before he can stop me. Climbing on top of him, I grab his cock and position it at the entrance of my hot pussy. I lowered my hips down until the head popped in, his thick cock filling me up as I slid further and further down.
“Fuck, Lily, you”re so fucking tight,” he cried, as I felt him deeper and deeper inside me.
”Fuck, your cock is hu...” I started to say, but my speech was cut off, and my breath hitched from the pure pleasure. I leaned forward and put my hands on his chest. He grabbed my hips and started thrusting fast and hard, hitting my spot over and over, the ribs of the condom hugging my inner walls.
“Fuck, fuck, oh fuck that feels so good.” I start getting vocal as I get close to cumming. He stretched out one thumb to my front and started furiously rubbing my clit. “Oh my God! Fuck! Jake, I”m fucking cumming!” I cried, as my orgasm rocked through my body.
“Fuck!” Jake cried, and I felt his cock start pulsing, spurting cum. My blood was still pounding as he slowly rocked his hips into mine, his cock barely entering and leaving me as we calmed down.
With one last cry, he pulled out of me, laying on the bed as he struggled to catch his breath. “That was fucking amazing.”
“You’re telling me,” I said in between pants. “Still going to work?”
“Shit!” Jake jumped off the bed, then gazed at his sweaty body and groaned in frustration.
“Gonna have to take another shower?” I smirked. “Need my help?”
He glanced at me, and something dark flashed in his eyes, but he quickly suppressed it. “I”ll see you when I get back.”
He rushed into the bathroom, leaving me exhausted and satisfied.