My hips begin to match his rhythm, rocking back and forth until his scorching hot mouth descends on my clit. I gasp at the contact. This man is smoking hot and knows his way around a woman’s body.
No wonder they call him Smoke.
It’s not long before he’s removed his finger and has started to make a meal of me. He has one arm extended up my torso, fondling my breast while his face is buried in my sensitive flesh. The combination of his stubble and his groans of pleasure reverberating against me is intense. This Adonis is sucking and licking until my entire body is convulsing.
Okay, I’ll admit it. Firefighter playboy or not, he’s a god between the sheets, and I’m just grateful for this one incredible night with him.
It’s not until the sheen of sweat cascading over my skin begins to chill that I realize he’s no longer hovering over me. I hear a rip of foil followed by ragged breathing right before he flips me onto all fours and thrusts his hard cock into my aching center in one smooth motion and stills. My nails dig into the bed linens, attempting to hold on for what I know will be the most explosive sex of my life.
Thankfully, he holds still for a moment, letting me accommodate to his size. I’m so full. I rock my hips from side to side, attempting toease the tight stretch. It’s been a while since I’ve been with anyone. Even longer since I’ve been with a man built like this one.
But the feeling is beyond anything I’ve experienced before. There’s an electric current of desire enveloping my body I can’t explain. It’s more than having this larger-than-life man inside me. It’s the stimulating sensation of his warm, muscular skin enveloping mine. His masculine scent intoxicating my body like a drug.
“You like it a little rough?” he whispers, his breath warm against the shell of my ear.
“Yes,” I groan. His dirty words cause a rush of fluid to pool around him. My hips bucking against him in an attempt to pull him deeper into me.
He accepts the invitation, beginning to glide in and out of me. As my moans of pleasure tumble from my lips, he thrusts faster and faster. “Do you prefer I fuck you deep and hard?” I glance over my shoulder to find him undulating his pelvis like a fucking porn star. “Or nice and slow?”
Close to orgasm, I whimper. “All of it. I love everything you’re doing.” I take a much-needed inhale, considering a seductive retort, but instead blurt, “Keep thatshitup.”
He lets out a deep chuckle that travels from his chest straight to my core, tickling the apex of my thighs similar to how my vibrator might. This delicious man squeezes my ass in his hands then freezes.
The loss of friction causes me to frown. Yet before I can ask why he’s stopped, he bends down to bite into my right butt cheek.
“Hell, this ass is glorious. I know you’re committed to this whole one-night, no-names thing. But if you could just leave this juicy peach here with me, the rest of you can do whatever you like.” He trails his hands up and down the backs of my thighs, his eyes glued to my backside.
“Oh my god. Are you for real?” I laugh. “We’re kind of a package deal.”
He gives me a playful spank before flipping me over to lie face up beneath him. “Good. I’d miss this pretty face,” he whispers against my lips. His big brown eyes hold mine, and my heart skips a beat. Hiswords bathe me in a hypnotic fog. I momentarily consider what leaving my carefully structured life behind could look like. Until my thoughts are deliciously disrupted. He slams his hard cock back inside me, the headboard creaking as he propels us forward.
I instinctively push up on my toes, tilting my pelvis to meet him thrust for thrust. His cock grazes against what I can only surmise must be my G spot, as the sensation has my toes curling. I started to think it was merely an urban legend, as no one else has ever come close to finding it.
I gasp when he nearly folds me in half, his ass muscles clenched. He drives into me again and again, making animalistic grunting noises that have me skating closer and closer to the edge of sanity. When he reaches down and pinches my clit, I shudder violently with my release. As if he’s been waiting for me to detonate, he stills, holding me as I convulse around him.
“Oh fuck. Fuck,” he groans. I manage to peel my eyes open long enough for the sight of him coming undone to burn into my memory. Like the way he’s made me feel won’t be playing on a loop for all eternity, now I’ve got that erotic visual to go with it.
The night continues this way. Him whispering dirty talk into my ear as he fucks me within an inch of my life, telling me how beautiful I am, how good I make him feel. Until we’re both so sated and exhausted we fall into an abyss of dreamless bliss.
Several hours later, I wake to the feel of him wrapped around me. This firefighter is unlike any man I’ve ever known. Fun, flirty, and self-deprecating. The ease with which he showered me with compliments felt so genuine. Combine that with the hottest sex I’ve ever experienced, and leaving this mountain town will be one of the biggest tests of my life.
I’d give anything to be by my best friend’s side throughout her pregnancy. Between her demanding workload and growing not one but two babies, she’ll need plenty of support along the way. I’ve met her new friends. There’s no doubt they’ll do whatever they can to help her. Yet it should be me. I want to be here.
Squeezing my eyes shut to fight off the tears, I roll toward thedoor. This is your lot in life, Char. I again remind myself that things could’ve turned out much worse. You own a great business in a town where you feel safe. You have friends. Don’t let all of the “what if’s” tempt you to walk away from all you’ve built.
From a place where you can hide in plain sight.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
DAVE
The morning greets me,and I sense it before I open my eyes.
She’s gone.
The constant hum of current that has lingered between us is now absent. Her sweet fragrance lingers, but it’s dulled to that of a taunting memory.
Glancing about the room, I’m shocked to find it devoid of any personal items. Had she managed to shower, dress, and pack her bags without waking me? Then I remember the vigorous all-night sexathon and shake my head. It was as if I knew I had to seize the moment and wring every drop of hunger for this incredible woman while I had her in my arms. A melancholy frown pulls at the corners of my mouth until it hits me.
