Page 56 of Burn for Me

The head of his dick popped free from his trousers, thick and hard between my fingers. His skin silken to the touch, but veined along the rigid length.

Licking my lips, I wondered how the hell it would all fit in my mouth.

Phoenix’s fingers traced my lower lip, tugging it gently downwards.

‘Can I taste you?’ I asked.

Phoenixgripped his dick and leaned forward, the sea sloshing around us. He dragged the tip over my lips before pulling it away when I tried to lick it. My brows furrowed and I narrowed my eyes, glancing up at his masked face.

Then he pressed the head against my lips, slipping between them. I moaned and his eyelids fluttered behind the glass.

Swirling my tongue around the head, he tasted like the sea, faintly salty and smokey. Another reminder of the cottage burning to our left.

I pressed my fingers against his hips, using the leverage to move forward and backward, working him with my mouth until he slipped his hands into my hair and began to fuck my face.

Tears pricked at the edges of my eyes, his cock slipping further into my mouth with each thrust. I swallowed him down, wanting to give him the pleasure he’d finally given me. A deep, guttural noise came from his throat, and it made me even wetter than I had been.

My hatred for him had fled, leaving nothing but fiery heat. Maybe I’d finally lost the plot. Maybe. It was some sort of response to protect myself.

Well, fuck it. Whatever it was, I was done fighting it.

With a sudden jerk, Phoenix pulled my head backwards, a string of saliva attaching us together. I swallowed, waiting to see what he’d do. Lust glazed my vision for a handful of heartbeats. I waited to see what he’d do.

His grip tightened in my hair, almost painfully so. Within a moment, he’d pushed me onto my back, spreading me wide with his other hand. I could scarcely breathe with need, it waslike my blood was boiling on the inside, leaving me nothing but a mess.

The tip of his cock rubbed against my swollen clit, and I wrapped my legs around his hips trying to pull him into me faster.

PATIENCE

His finger-whispers only fuelled my desperation.

‘I’ve got no more patience, Phoenix, so FUCK ME,’ I demanded.

He entered me in one sharp thrust, my whole world tilting on its axis. Using the hand in my hair, he kept my eyes on his, through the mask, as he let me adjust to the fullness.

‘I wish you could talk to me,’ I whispered, arching against the rock to take in a little bit more of his glorious dick.

The way he rolled his hips stole any further words, dragging a low moan from me. I dug my fingers into his arms, gripping tightly as he began to thrust into me, fucking me back into the rock with harsh, desperate thrusts. Every scrape digging into my skin only stoked the pleasure. My toes curled, and I wrapped my arms around his neck, breathing him in with each ragged pant.

He feltright.

The way the heat of his body engulfed me. The way we fit together so perfectly.

Flutters stormed my insides, sweat gathering where our bodies met.

SAY MY NAME

His fingers had dropped to the back of my neck as he spelled out his impassioned plea.

‘Phoenix,’ I whispered against his neck, wishing I could drag his mask from his face.

His thrusts quickened, forcing little cries from me with every scoop of his hips. It was all too much. He ached between my thighs, stretching me with every vicious slam of his pelvis. Our breath harried, his groans stuck deep in his throat while mine filled the air. The heat from his body against the icy chill of the sea. Even the passion with which he fucked me, I could palpably feel it thrumming in the air. Never before had I felt so utterly desired as I did at that moment, accepting his pleasure.

COME FOR ME

The jerky strokes of his finger on my neck were my undoing. I let go of the part of the old me I’d been desperately holding onto and sank into an orgasm that shook my entire world.

The rhythmic clamping of my muscles had him quaking against me, my moans lost to the night while he filled me with ropes of hot cum. My orgasm knew no bounds, slamming through me and stealing away my free will, leaving me utterly defenceless to the onslaught of desire he hailed down upon me.

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