Chapter 6
CHAPTER SIX
Ciara
Chills ran down my spine.
Blaze hovered about me, his dark hazel eyes fixed on me, taking me in like I was the meal he was so hungry for.
I squirmed beneath him, from both the heat of his gaze, and the heat of the fire. No wonder he was called Blaze because the man set me on fire with one small look. Holy fucking shit.
He boxed me in, his large, strong arms caging me in on other side as he leaned down and gently kissed my lips. Then he moved lower, dragging his mouth down further, over my neck, down my chest, and stopping on my breasts. He licked and sucked on each one before moving down to my stomach.
Blaze grabbed the fabric of my dress with his teeth and yanked it down lower, before using his hands to tug the rest of it off. He pulled it over my hips and down my legs, tossing it to the side and leaving me in only my thong.
I moved my hands to cover myself, my legs naturally crossing, when Blaze said, “Stop. Don’t cover yourself.” He nudged my legs back open with one knee and pushed my hands back down. “You’re fucking gorgeous, baby, and I want to admire every inch of you.”
Blaze settled himself between my legs and pressed his face against my thong, the fabric damp from my arousal, desperately needing his tongue or his dick, or hell, even his fingers, inside me. He inhaled and let out a low growl, every never ending of mine shifting into high alert.
Then he removed my panties with his teeth.
His teeth.
I almost came right there. On the spot.
He pushed my legs wide open and hovered above my pussy, spreading it apart with one hand.
“So fucking perfect. So pretty and pink, fuck baby. Better than I could’ve ever imagined.
” He moved his fingers up over my clit and down to my seam, gently pushing inside, dragging the wetness out and sliding it up to my clit, making it slick with heat.
When I almost couldn’t take it anymore, his mouth covered my pussy, his tongue flicking on my clit and moving down to slide in and out of my hole, fucking me with his tongue.
Blaze repeated the same motions, up and down, focusing on my clit, sucking and teasing it, before fucking my pussy with his mouth, French kissing it like he was making out with it, before moving back to my clit.
He sucked hard and when his teeth grazed across it, that was all it took.
I saw stars as I exploded into a million pieces, my orgasm ripping through me again and again.
“Oh, my God! Blaze!” I cried as I panted hard, him not once letting up on my clit as he coaxed orgasm after orgasm out of me. I’d never orgasmed so many times at once and I could barely function, my entire body limp as a wet, overcooked noodle.
Blaze kissed his way back up to my face, his beard soaked with my juices and looking more fucking sexy than I’d ever seen him before. He kissed me, and I tasted myself, salty and sweet, turning me on again, as my pussy flooded with more juices.
“Fuck me, Blaze. Please.”
“Patience, baby.” He whispered in my ear before nibbling on my earlobe. He pressed his hard cock against my pussy, and I nearly jolted off the floor.
It all felt so good, the moment, him, the sex, the heat between us, and from the fireplace. All of it. So damn good.
I lifted my legs and wrapped them around his waist, beckoning his dick inside, needing the friction, the release.
Blaze teased me again and again, dipping the tip of his cock inside and back out.
I cried out in frustration. “Fuck me, please, Blaze. Please.”
“I enjoy hearing you beg,” he said against my lips.
“I’ll beg all night. Please, Blaze. Please.”
“Please what?”
“Please fuck me. So hard I can’t walk. Please.”
Blaze pushed it further in and I gasped, his size impressive, and stretching me wide.
“Yes, baby, more.” I cried.
He pushed in even further and it felt so fucking good. A painful yet pleasurable stretch, deep in my core.
He slowly slid in deeper and deeper until he was fully in, balls deep, and he paused for a moment, both of us breathless and panting with need.
“I’ve dreamed about this since I met you, baby.” Blaze said, his eyes full of heat and lust.
“I have too.” I whispered.
Blaze growled, his lips pressing against mine in a bruising, punishing way, as he pulled his dick out and slammed it back in. He didn’t hold back now, fucking me hard again and again, my hips lifting off the floor.
We rolled me on top and I sat up, riding his dick, as I used my knees on either side of him to pick up a good pace.
I played with my tits as he watched, his eyes rolling to the back of his head as I ground my pussy all over him.
I rubbed against my clit, the pressure building from it and from his dick so deep inside, hitting my g-spot nicely.
Over and over, we fucked hard, the only sounds from the crackling fire and our moans and groans, our breathless pants, our skin slapping together, as we had spectacular passionate sex, in a way I’d never experienced before.
The smell of the fire mixed with the smell of our sex, leaving a heady scent in the room. Blaze sat up and I kissed his lips, sucking on his tongue, needing to taste him so badly as our orgasm built higher and higher.
And then suddenly, my orgasm ripped through me, tearing me open and rushing pleasure through every part of me, Blaze following behind, his growls even louder as he poured his hot seed inside me.
“Fucking holy fuck.” Blaze said as he wrapped himself around me, both of us completely breathless and spent.
I smiled against his lips, the scent of me still all over his beard. “We’re only just getting started.”
Blaze chuckled. “Good thing I didn’t eat dessert tonight.”
“You can have all the dessert you want right now, baby.”
He leaned back and brought a finger under my chin, tipping my face up so our eyes met. “I’m falling in love you, Ciara.”
I expected sheer terror to run through me. But the crazy thing was…
I felt it, too.