Page 13 of She's Got that Fire

I can't control my moans and gasps, the way my hands scrabble at his back and shoulders, the way I kiss his neck, his clenched jaw, anywhere I can reach.

"I know, baby," he says soothingly, even though it's through grit teeth. "It’s too much. But you're too much, too. You're so fucking hot and perfect for me, and this feels so good I'm going out of my mind."

My hands are busy exploring every inch of him, splitting the focus of the deep, fiery pleasure coiling deep within me. Liam takes my hands, closing his left fingers around both of my wrists at once to pin them over my head. Go figure: I'm stretched out, naked and helpless, and I’m the most grounded in my body that I've ever been.

Just when I think I can't possibly feel any more pleasure, he begins to thumb my clit while nibbling along my ear. "Let yourself go, baby," he urges. "Just let it happen. Let that sexy little pussy come all over my cock."

And, once again, Liam proves that he's an expert in throwing fuel on a fire.

He thrusts a bit faster, deeper, watching my eyes as I nod eagerly. I'm utterly fascinated as I watch his body tense, knowing that we're creating this immense pleasure together.

The earlier sensation of my body being too tight around his has released, and now I'm squirming and writhing on his shaft.Looking down to where our bodies are joined, the contrast is incredible. My pale skin and his rich tan. His hot muscles and my soft curves. He's so much taller than me – I feel kind of small around him.

Is it possible for his cock to swell even more? I swear it feels like it just did. "Are you going to…" I blurt, then I lose my words and my head falls back as my entire body begins to spasm at the thought of him coming inside me.

When I'm able to tilt my head toward Liam again, his expression is a mask of barely restrained control and there’s a wicked gleam in his eye. "That's it, sexy. Come on. Fuck me back. Come hard for me, baby."

I'm bucking against him as his thick shaft rams over and over, making crude, wet sounds as our bodies slam together roughly. His thumb digs into my clit a bit harder, and then I'm gone, twisting and screaming as incredible electricity zips through my veins.

He kisses me savagely, rocking even faster until I feel his thick cock release inside me.Wow. It is unbelievably satisfying to feel my body draining his. It's raw and animalistic and so damn hot.

"Opal," he growls, releasing my wrists to clutch my body against his. "My baby."

My pussy spasms again, hot and wet. As if being called his feels right to every single cell inside me. My head is spinning as I look up at his expressive, dark eyes.

"Opal… I…” He collapses to the side, rolling away but keeping his arm around me. Holding us close. He stares at the ceiling for a few moments, catching his breath. Then he looks over, almost guiltily. "I'm so sorry… Was that too rough for your first time?"

My wild grin makes his eyes twinkle. "No way."

"Good." His fingers walk a slow line from my knee to my hip. "Because that was the most amazing thing that's ever happened to me, and I just couldn't quite control myself."

Although he's keeping his tone light, there's something in the way his jaw tightens. He’s the kind of guy who really does want to control and be responsible for everything. Keep the world spinning exactly the way it should.

Just for a nanosecond, I'm flooded with guilt. My art, my videos… I'm literally playing with fire. Is he going to feel responsible for me? Will my work ruin his reputation or anything?

I hope he doesn't ever expect me to be perfectly normal. Other than that, I think…well, nothing right now, to be honest. I'm far past thinking at the moment.

I'm left with the vague, hazy, impression that I'm okay with a guy who's a slight control freak, if he knows when to let go, like he just did.

9

LIAM

Istand up after pounding nails for an hour, using my vantage point from the roof to take in the view as I roll my shoulders back.

My body feels better than usual today. I'm a healthy guy, without any aches or pains unless I've been working particularly hard. But now, after having spent the night with Opal, it feels like I'm glowing from the inside out.

Dropping her off this morning made me dream about what it would be like if she lived with me. Seeing that lovely, smiling face every single morning. Having those moments in the kitchen where we get in each other's way, and I use every excuse to run my hands across her luscious ass.

A lot of my friends are getting married these days, and I'm happy for them. I didn't know if I'd ever find a woman I really clicked with. But there we were last night, clicking away as if we were meant to be.

I'm not usually the kind of guy who gets his hopes up. Right now they're as high as this roof. Looking out across the forest, I notice the wind gusts are erratic today. They’re the sort thatcan blow shingles down before I've nailed them. Or blow a small campfire straight into a pile of dry leaves.

"Hello up there!"

I look down and wave to Mrs. Lindrop. "Hey. The noise driving you crazy yet?"

"Oh no, dear. I just wondered whether you needed a bottle of water or some iced tea."

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