Page 43 of Into the Fire

“I’m a cock expert. I’ll help you,” I said, hoping to ease her anxiety over it. “First, you’re going to have to get me warmed up.”

She nodded. “OK.”

I watched as she crawled across the bed toward me and straddled me. Her tits bounced as I shifted beneath her, my cock wedged firmly between her asscheeks.

She leaned in and brushed her lips across mine. She was tentative. Nervous. It turned me on even more as I let her lead. I was always in charge with her, so this was a completely new experience, and so far, I was loving it.

The anticipation was killing me.

“Let go, Rosebud. I want this,” I whispered in her ear. “Be free in this moment with me. Can you do that?”

“Y-yes,” she whispered back.

“Mm, good.”

Her lips met mine again, this time more demanding and fiercer. I gripped her pert little ass tightly and rocked beneath her, hoping to gain some friction to help soothe the desperate ache in my cock for her.

I dry-humped against her, eager to just slip inside her for a moment, but I held back, knowing this was her show.

I lay beneath her as she trailed her lips along my neck and across my torso. I flinched when she nipped one of my nipples, a nervous laugh leaving me.

Her eyes met mine, making my breath catch.

Fuck, she was beautiful. How the hell did I get so lucky?

She slid lower until her lips brushed my cock. I let out a groan, more than ready and willing to shove deep into her mouth.

I was so lost in the moment, I’d forgotten we had an audience. But that didn’t do shit except make me harder than steel.

Maybe I was a kinky motherfucker.

I groaned as she sucked my length deep into her mouth.

“Fuck, that’s good.” I fumbled with her hair, needing it to hang loose for me. Seconds later, I’d managed to release her updo so her curls scattered around us, tickling my body. Quickly, I twisted my fingers into the waves and forced her deeper onto my cock as I struggled to maintain control.

She gagged on me before I released her. I forced her to do it again and again, each time bringing me closer to blowing my load down her throat.

I thought maybe I’d get to come before the main event, but she slowed to a stop, making me cry out in protest before she smiled up at me, her green eyes sparkling.

“What’s wrong?” Her voice was coy and playful, completely unlike it typically was. Maybe having her own dick had done something to her. Gave her dickbrain. I didn’t care though. Dickbrain was fucking golden to me. I loved dickbrain. Well, her dickbrain.

“Don’t stop,” I rasped.

She bit her bottom lip and gave me that innocent look that drove me absolutely batshit crazy. The one that made me want to kill in her name and fuck in the carnage.

“Fuck me,” I commanded, unable to wait any longer.

She released her bottom lip, her voice coming out low and seductive.

“Get on your knees.”

She didn’t need to tell me twice. I was up and turning over like a rotisserie chicken with my ass in the air, waiting for her to fuck my hole like she was drilling for oil.

I caught Enzo’s eye, and he smirked at me.

I wiggled my ass for her, wondering how she was going to handle this situation. My Rosebud tended to be so sweet and shy with sex that the anticipation had my guts twisted.

I breathed out and waited in silence for her move.

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