Page 38 of Fire & Whiskey


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“Say my name.”

“Stephen—”

“Louder.”

“Stephen!”

I leaned down and captured her mouth in a bruising kiss, swallowing her moans as I fucked her harder. The sofa creaked beneath us, the sound mixing with our harsh breathing and the wet slide of our bodies.

“Touch yourself,” I ordered against her lips. “Want to feel you come on my cock.”

She slid her hand between us, her fingers finding her clit, and I felt her tighten around me immediately.

“That’s it, darlin’. Make yourself come. Show me how good I make you feel.”

“Oh God, oh God, oh...Stephen!”

She came with a scream, her pussy clenching around me so hard I saw stars. I fucked her through it, chasing my own release, feeling it build at the base of my spine.

“Gonna come,” I gritted out. “Gonna fill this sweet pussy up?—”

“Yes,” she gasped. “Do it. Come inside me.”

That was all it took. I buried myself deep and came with a roar, my cock pulsing as I emptied myself inside her. Wave after wave of pleasure crashed over me, so intense I could barely breathe.

When it finally subsided, I collapsed on top of her, both of us panting, sweating, trembling.

“Holy shit,” she whispered after a long moment.

I laughed, the sound rough and satisfied. “Yeah.”

I lifted my head and looked down at her flushed face, her swollen lips, her dazed eyes.Beautiful. Absolutely fucking beautiful.

“I’m not done with you,” I told her, my cock already starting to harden again inside her. “Not even close.”

Her eyes widened. “You can’t possibly?—”

“Darlin’, I’ve been waiting six months for this.” I rolled my hips, making her gasp. “We’re just getting started.”

I pulled out slowly, watching her face as I did, then flipped her over onto her stomach. She yelped in surprise, her hands bracing against the sofa cushions.

“Stephen, what?—”

“On your knees.” I grabbed her hips and pulled her ass up. “Want to see this pretty pussy from behind.”

She obeyed, rising up on shaky knees, and the sight of her like that—bent over the sofa, her ass in the air, my cum dripping down her thighs—nearly made me come again right there.

“Fuck, you’re gorgeous.” I ran my hand over the curve of her ass, squeezed. “Been thinking about this view for months.”

I positioned myself behind her and pushed back inside in one smooth thrust. She moaned, her back arching, pushing back against me.

“Yes,” she hissed. “God, yes, just like that.”

I gripped her hips and fucked her hard, the angle letting me go even deeper. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, mixing with our moans and gasps.

“This pussy was made for me,” I growled, watching my cock disappear inside her again and again. “Made to take my cock. You feel that, darlin’? Feel how perfectly you fit me?”

“Yes!” She was pushing back to meet my thrusts now, taking me as deep as I could go. “Harder, Stephen, please?—”