Page 43 of Fire in My Blood
“A dress is good for easy access. It would only take a second to have it scrunched up around your hips.”
I gasp when my back hits the wall, and Lucas is suddenly right in front of me. He leans down and whispers into my ear. “But I’d rather have you walk around in nothing but lingerie. A sheer bra to showcase your mouthwatering breasts and panties with a slit for easy access to the honey between your legs.”
He pulls back to stare into my eyes with his own practically glowing. “There are a few downsides, though. I would have to keep you locked up so no one else could see you, and I wouldn’t be able to leave you alone for more than two minutes at a time.”
I swallow hard. Heat is gathering in my lower belly in response to his words, and my fresh panties are getting damp. “Lucas, if you keep talking like that, you’ll either have to undress me and play with the parts you’re talking about, or I’ll have to take a cold shower.”
Apparently coming to a decision, he grabs my hips and lifts me. “Put your legs around my waist.” His voice is filled with gravel.
I do as I’m told, and Lucas moves his hands to support my ass. His lips crash against mine in a hard kiss, and he grinds his thick erection against my aching clit. Hooking my arms over his shoulders, I fist his hair to hold him close.
After a while, I tear away from his hungry mouth with a gasp. “Please, fuck me, Lucas. I’m burning up.”
He growls and drops me back down on my feet. “Take your pants off.” If I didn’t trust him completely, his harsh command might have scared me, but instead his burning desire for me makes my pussy clench with anticipation.
I practically rip my jeans open before shimmying out of them. By the time I kick them to the side along with my panties, Lucas’s jeans are down around his knees, and his cock is straining toward me.
He grabs my thighs and lifts me, and I lock my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck like before.
I expect to feel the tip of his shaft nudge my opening, but he stops and looks into my eyes. “Are you sure you want this? You’re not sore or—”
“Please, Lucas, I want to feel you inside me.” My voice is breathy.
He grins and adjusts himself until I feel his tip at my entrance, but before he starts pushing inside me, his thumb finds my clit. I let out a long moan when his finger rubs my swollen nub, and pleasure coils in my belly.
When he sinks his thick erection inside me, the ecstasy makes my eyes widen, and I let out a pitiful whimper.
Lucas immediately stills, his brows pushed together in a frown. “Do you want me to stop?”
“No, don’t stop. You feel so good inside me.” I buck my hips in desperation.
He chuckles and pulls out until just the head of his cock is still inside me. Then he thrusts into me, burying himself to the hilt.
The delicious pressure inside me is threatening to rob me of my sanity. It’s like his cock is molded specifically to fit my pussy.
He starts moving and quickly increases his pace until I can’t focus on anything other than the building pleasure. The way his cock massages my walls is steadily pushing me toward the edge.
Lucas groans into my ear. “You’re so tight and wet I’m not going to last much longer.”
“I’m close.” I gasp.
His thumb rubs my clit harder. The hand he has splayed under my ass lifts me a little higher, changing the angle of his thrusts a fraction.
My eyes blow wide when his dick hits a spot inside me just right. Without warning my orgasm rips through me, causing a strange mewl to escape from my lips. The waves of pleasure crashing through me threatens to blow my mind, and when Lucas’s cock starts jerking inside me with his release, I just about black out from the sheer overload of pleasure.
I’m sure minutes have passed by the time I come down and collapse against Lucas’s chest. I’m sandwiched between his big body and the wall, and his forehead is resting on my shoulder. His heart is still thundering in his chest, and his breathing is faster than normal.
I turn my head and kiss him gently below his ear. His shaft is still lodged inside me, but it’s starting to soften. Sliding my fingers into his hair, I massage his scalp gently. I can’t remember feeling this content and happy for a long time, and it brings a smile to my face.
After taking a deep breath, Lucas lifts his head from my shoulder. When his eyes meet mine, they seem to reflect thesame emotions I have, and I slowly lean forward and press my lips to his in a lingering kiss.
After I pull back, he studies me with a look of wonder on his face. Then he cocks his head. “I can’t get enough of you. I already want you again.”
I’m amazed to feel his cock hardening again inside me. “Don’t you need time to recover before a round two?”
He chuckles. “No more than a few minutes usually.” Then he lets out a sigh. “But we have other things to do. We’ll have to save round two for later.”
He pulls out of me, and I unhook my legs from around his waist. But when my feet hit the floor, my knees buckle, and if not for Lucas holding on to my waist, I would have crumpled to the floor.