Page 16 of Burned By Fire

The idea of doing that sends butterflies through my stomach. Using a vibrator and thinking about him is completely different from telling him about it. He removes his hand from my pussy, and I let out a disappointed moan. “Don’t stop.”

He moves out of reach, and I think I’ve broken the spell until I hear his belt buckle clank on the ground. I feel his shirt first as the soft material grazes over my ass. He puts his mouth next to my ear as the length of his cock presses against me.

“Have you ever thought of me?” I ask.

“This is about you, not me.” His fingers connect with my pussy once more, and I let out another moan.

The friction of his finger on my clit increases, and I desperately want to touch him. His cock moves back and forth over my entrance. Soft moans leave my lips as I’m almost begging for more of him.

“Good girl,” he says.

I don’t have time to overthink it because he thrusts inside me, breaking through all my thoughts.

“Yes,” I shout out as my breathing becomes erratic.

“I want you to come on my dick.” His words fuel my arousal even further. I’ll never be able to get visions of this moment out of my head.

“This is so much better than my fantasies.” I can feel him everywhere, even with his clothes on. He places wet kisses on my neck while his fingers work my clit and he pushes in and out of me.

I can’t control the orgasm as it sweeps over me like a storm, but he doesn’t let up on me. “That was so good,” I moan out.

“I’m not finished yet.” He thrusts into me faster and harder but doesn’t stop fighting to stroke my clit again. As the pleasure of his cock weakens my will to take back some control, his hand finds what it wants. He circles my nub until I feel the need to come again. “Come with me,” he says.

“I’m close,” I say, turning my head so I can kiss his lips for the first time since he pushed inside me.

I’m having sex with Sol and it feels amazing. He pulls us closer and closer to the end game. My whole body is alive with lust. My orgasm starts to set in, and I let out a loud moan. He thrusts into me a few more times before his seed spurts out and he pushes deep inside me. I come with him, not holding back. We’re both breathing hard by the time he’s finished, and silence falls over us. The lights in the roof come back on and the elevator starts to move up. Sol quickly tucks himself away, and I manage to dress in time for the doors opening.

Jackie looks us over. “Are you both okay?”

“Yes. We’re fine,” I say, picking my phone up from the floor so I can avoid eye contact.

Sol follows me out of the elevator. We’re in the offices rather than my apartment. “I’ll see you tomorrow for our run,” he says, looking flushed.

I frown. “I thought you were coming up to my place?” Then I realize my mistake. He only said he’d walk me to the door, although here is still a little short. I hope he doesn’t regret what just happened because it was exactly what I wanted.

“I’ve been out most of the day, and it looks like you’ve already forgiven me.” He smiles, which reassures me he’s not completely regretful of the events in the elevator.

My face heats as I think of the sex we just had. I’m disappointed it was only once and he doesn’t want to take this upstairs to continue. “Okay. Goodbye,” I say with a shy smile.

“Bye.” He’s slow to move, but once his feet step into motion, he hurries down the stairs.

“You shouldn’t get involved with a man as complicated as Sol,” Jackie says once he’s out of sight.

“I can be careful,” I say, not wanting to lie to her. I’ve wanted him for a long time, and if I said I wasn’t going to let him get close to me, I wouldn’t be telling the truth.

“I hope you know what you’re getting yourself into.” She walks back into her office, and I’m left looking at the shadows of the people who have moved on.

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