“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.
EPILOGUE
Blaze
Six months later
“I can’t believeit’s move in day!” Ciara clapped as I parked my truck in front of the farmhouse.
A couple of months ago, I moved my parents into the carriage home on the property, after finishing up a few more renovations. I made it elderly friendly, by adding in a seat in the bathroom tub, and other small updates to help them. This way, it would be a safe place for them as they got older, no more stairs to contend with, and I didn’t have to worry about them in the crumbling farmhouse, tripping over a loose piece of carpet, or falling down a flight of old stairs.
I also hired a home health aide to help me out with their care, as the construction job kept me busy, along with the club.
In the meantime, Ciara and I dated, enjoying dinner in the city, and showing her the small towns of Appleridge Mountain, whenever I had a free night off work. And after four months ofnonstop time together, I figured why not ask her to move in. She spent most of her nights here with me, anyway.
While she finished up her lease on her apartment, I worked hard to fix up the necessary repairs in the farmhouse, like the leaky sink and broken tub, installing a new toilet, and upgrading some appliances. I still had a million things to do on the to-do list, but for now, it was enough to welcome my lady inside.
We made it official after three months of dating and little did she know, her friends Jeanie, Shelly, and Diedre were helping me plan the perfect proposal, including shopping for her dream ring.
