Page 35 of Into the Fire

“Because I’m handling you,” he said, winking at me.

“You’re drunk too,” I said, resting my head against his chest, the steady beating of his heart in my ear.

“A little bit.” He pushed open a door with ease and brought us inside.

“This isn’t my room.”

“I know. I want you in my bed tonight.” He sat me on his comforter and unbuttoned his dark shirt, the muscles in his arms flexing as I watched him.

“What about the guys? Fox and Ethan? Cole?”

“Well.” He let his shirt fall to the floor, revealing the glorious planes of his muscles before he undid his pants and stepped out of them and his boxers. I watched as he took his cock into his hand and stroked himself.

“I’m in here with you because we drew straws. Spoiler: I won, Sunshine.” He moved closer to me and ran his cock along my lips, his dark eyes hyper-focused on the motion. “I’d like my prize.”

I darted my tongue out and licked the pearl at the end of his dick, my eyes locked on his.

“What if I just want you to hold me tonight and tell me you love me?” I asked, staring up at him.

“If it’s what you want, baby. As long as we’re together.”

My heart melted at his words. Reaching out, I wrapped my hand around his long, thick cock and stroked him. He let out a soft groan.

“I love the way you touch me, Rosalie,” he husked out. “I love to see my ring on your finger, glinting in the light while you stroke my cock.”

His words made me feel warm and content. Everything had been so terrible lately, but in the last few days things almost felt normal again. Like I was getting my guys back. I ignored the fact they’d gone out tonight, but they were back home now and fighting over who got me for the night.

I licked the head of his dick again. He responded by twisting his fingers into my hair and making a ponytail while guiding me onto his dick.

“Oh, fuck, baby. I’ve been thinking about you all day,” he rasped, thrusting into my mouth. “I couldn’t wait to get home to you.”

His cock hit the back of my throat. He held it there until my eyes watered and I thought I’d pass out from not getting enough air. He pulled out, allowing me to breathe before pushing back in to do it all over again.

Before long, he was full-on fucking my mouth, slamming his cock into the back of my throat on repeat, sometimes making me gag. He seemed to like it though because whenever I did, he went harder, groaning as he fucked my mouth, his fist tight in my hair.

“Make me come, Sunshine. Fuck, baby, make me come,” he choked out, his movements becoming more erratic as he neared his release.

I sucked his cock faster, harder, until he let out a soft groan, his dick thickening against my tongue before it pulsed out his orgasm. He spilled into my mouth, a jet of pleasure that seemed never-ending.

“Oh, baby,” he murmured as he slowed his movements. “My pretty girl.”

He pulled free from my mouth.

“Swallow all of me.”

I did as he commanded and stared up at him for his approval.

He parted his lips and cradled my chin.

“Do you know what a good fucking girl you are, Sunshine?”

“Tell me,” I whispered.

He let out a soft, dark laugh. “I’m going to show you, baby. Take your clothes off for me.”

My heart pounded hard as I got to my feet. He moved back and watched as I slowly stripped down for him, that dark, dangerous look on his face that sent chills of anticipation up my spine.

“What do I do?” I asked softly, staring up at him.

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