Page 69 of Firefly Embers

I pressed a kiss to his lips, trailing down across his strong jaw, his taught stomach, and settling with my lips wrapped around his cock.

He hissed in pleasure as I swirled my tongue around the head, paying close attention to the way he tensed and gripped my thick tresses in his fist with each hollow of my cheeks. I took my time teasing him, bringing him closer and closer to the edge as he had so happily done to me.

Threading his fingers through the hair at the nape of my neck, he pulled me off him with an exaggerated pop. His thumb pulled down my bottom lip, and I took his thick finger into my mouth, sucking and licking the pad.

“Fuck, Sunshine. I need you.”

I crawled over his legs, positioning him at my entrance, the thickness of his rock-hard erection between my thighs. Leaning forward, I pressed a gentle kiss directly over his heart as his strong hands gripped my hips.

“You have me, Wade. Always and forever.”

Hovering over his length, I slowly sank down, allowing him to enter me inch by glorious inch. Once he was fully seated inside me, I leaned forward as our lips met.

There was nothing hurried about the way we came together. We used our bodies to express all the love and passion we had built through a lifetime of friendship.

I arched my back as he thrust into me deeply, pushing my chest forward. He took advantage of the opportunity and wrapped his lips around my nipple, sucking and flicking with his tongue. Moving over to the other nipple, he repeated the motions, giving each one ample attention.

As our thrusts grew sloppy and our moans louder, I could feel the impending tingle of release building in my spine as Wade reached between where our bodies were connected and applied pressure to my clit.

“That’s it, baby. You were made for me. Soak my fucking cock, beautiful.” As he guided my movements with one hand and stroked my core with the other, I felt my body tense as I fell over the edge into another blissful orgasm.

Wade thrusted a couple more times and then grunted loudly as his release spilled into me, flooding where our bodies were connected.

Realization hit both of us as we recognized that, in the heat of the moment, we hadn’t thought to grab a condom.

“Fuck, Sunshine. I’m sorry. I wasn’t thinking.”

I put a hand on his chest and smiled as he sat up straighter, wrapping his arms around my waist, still inside of me.

“It’s okay. After that first time, I went and had an IUD put in. We’re good.”

His sigh of relief as he rested his head on my collarbone had me laughing lightly. In mock exasperation, I brought my hand to my chest with a gasp. “What, you don’t want me barefoot and pregnant in your kitchen?”

He cut his eyes up at me as he growled, flipping us so I was beneath him. Neither ‌of us was worried about the mess we were making as his release dripped between my thighs.

He trailed feather-light kisses along my chest, grazing my sensitive nipples with his teeth as he looked up from between my breasts to where I lay before him.

“There is nothing I would love more after a long day of working out on the ranch than seeing you barefoot and pregnant in my kitchen. But this isn’t 1950, and you aren’t a housewife. When and if you want to have babies, I’ll pump you so full of my cum you’ll be leaking for weeks. Until then, I’m happy just to practice. After all, I should probably court you and ask your father for your hand in marriage.”

I giggled, swatting at his chest as he laughed heartily.

“Wade Daniels, are you saying that you’re currently sullying my virtue by deflowering me?” I asked with an exaggerated gasp.

He groaned, rolling over and lying beside me, propping himself up on an elbow as he brushed a stray tendril of hair from my face. The way he looked at me, so full of wonder and love, and knowing that the same sentiment was reflected in my gaze, had my heart content that things were going to be okay.

“All I’m saying, Rayna Cortez, is that you’re it for me. Always have been and always will be.”

“Right back at ya, Waddle,” I joked, and with a growl, he rolled on top of me, pinning me down as he placed open-mouthed kisses along my neck.

Even knowing we only had the empty house for another hour or so, neither ‌of us wanted to leave that bed, content with making up for all the time lost to circumstances within and beyond our control.

WADE

“This is fucking weird,” Max grumbled from across the room as I sat on the sofa with Ray perched on my lap.

We had spent the last hour lost in each other as we mapped every inch of one another’s skin with our lips and reverent touches. It was surreal to finally have Ray in all the ways I’d only dreamed about for the last fifteen years.

Now that we’d had a taste of each other, we were disgustingly insatiable.