Page 15 of Her Older Fireman

Chapter 8

Gabe

I fuse my mouth to hers in a hot kiss, my whole body alive with love and longing.

“I need you so much,” she murmurs. “You’re all I can think about.”

“I’m yours,” I say against her lips before I lean back and give her a wicked smile. “Do you want to play?”

She blushes. “What did you have in mind?”

I rise to my feet and hold out my hand to pull her up flush against me. My hard cock presses into her soft flesh and I grind gently as I lean in and nibble her earlobe.

“Do you feel that, baby?” I say. “That’s all yours. It’s always going to be yours.”

I spin her around and stretch her arms out to rest against the shiny red finish on the side of the truck, pressing myself up behind her. My dick fits snugly into the cleft of her generous ass, and my eyes practically roll back in my head from the sensation of her luscious body against mine.

“Don’t move your hands,” I tell her as my own big paws begin a slow, deliberate journey down her body. I cup her generous breasts, thumbing her hard nipples through her shirt and bra, savoring how they overflow my palms. A soft moan spills from her lips.

I press my lips against her ear and speak in hushed, firm tones. “We’re hidden away from the door right here, so nobody will see. But if you’re too loud, we might get caught.” My fingers skim down to the waistband of her jeans, and I pull the button open and dive into her panties.

“You’re so wet, baby,” I say, and press a kiss to the side of her face. “Does this turn you on? Knowing that we might get caught playing back here?”

She sucks in a ragged breath and mumbles something. I run my middle finger lightly across her clit and kiss her again. “What was that? I couldn’t hear you. Does it turn you on?”

“Yes,” she chokes out. “It turns me on.”

“Good.” I twitch my finger again and she gasps. “Do you trust me?”

“Yes!” she hisses. “I trust you.”

“Good answer.” I unzip her jeans the rest of the way and ease them down her hips and all the way to the ground, shucking them off along with her flats. She doesn’t move her hands from the side of the truck, even as she steps out of her jeans and shoes, leaving her in just a tiny pair of pink panties and a tee.

I skim my hands along her smooth, white skin, feeling the contours of her behind and shapely thighs while I practically purr with pleasure. “You look so beautiful, Maddie. So gorgeous when you trust me like this.” Quickly, smoothly, I push her panties down her legs. She steps out of those, too, and they join her jeans and shoes in a pile. Her tee is next, up and over her head in a second before I release the clasp of her bra and toss that to the ground, too. I run my hands up her arms and gently place her hands back on the fire engine, relishing sight of her naked body, waiting for me to explore.

I pull my shirt off and toss it down, as well—I want to feel her warm, naked skin against mine, and it’s even better than I anticipated when I press against her back, my arms winding around to cup her breasts and play with her nipples. I peek over her shoulder and her moonlight-pale skin practically glows against my rough, tan hands.

“You look so beautiful,” I tell her as my fingers creep down her curvy belly. “What do you want next?”

“I want to play with you,” she whispers as my fingers slide into the wet seam of her sex. “Your dick.”

I spin her around and press the heated skin of her back against the chilly metal of the truck. She groans and her nipples harden into little points that I can’t resist kissing, first one, and then the other, swirling my tongue over each perfect circle. My cock almost punches a hole through the front of my jeans as she slides her fingers into my hair and pulls, sending sensation rocketing down my spine.

I yank my jeans open and shove them down, reaching down to free my cock from the confines of my form-fitting boxer briefs. It springs up, long and thick and ready for her.

“Touch me,” I tell her, but instead of the cool caress of those graceful fingers, she sinks down to her knees and envelops me in her hot little mouth. I’m too thick and long for her to take into her mouth all at once, but it feels so good that I don’t give a shit. It’s intimate and erotic, and I want to remember the closeness and trust that she’s showing me forever.

She hums as she sucks me, and I know that I won’t last long enough for her if she keeps going. I give her another second as my hands sift through her silky red hair.

“Up, baby,” I finally say, and gently pull her to a standing position. I pull her close and kiss her thoroughly, enjoying the feel of her soft breasts against my big, hard body as I explore her mouth in leisurely strokes. I break the kiss and rest my forehead against hers, breathing heavily as I savor everything—her soft skin, the pounding of my sensitive, aroused cock and her quiet moans as my fingers slip between her legs. She buries her face in my neck as my long fingers dive inside her pussy, thrusting gently as my thumb works her clit.

“I’m going to come,” she breathes. Her fingernails sink into the hard muscles of my shoulders and dick just gets even harder when I think about the marks she’s going to leave behind.

“Give it up,” I demand as my fingers fuck into her even faster. I feel the second she goes over the edge, and catch her around the waist as she staggers from the force of her orgasm.

“Are you up for one more?” I say. Her pussy is still pulsing around my fingers, but I think she’s not done quite yet.

She looks up at me and smiles. “You inside of me? Finally.”

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