Page 21 of She's Got that Fire

Her blinking is slow and her breath rapid as her fingers curl around my bicep. "It's…alive," she murmurs. My hand stills until she continues speaking, then starts up again. "It's like a wild animal. Or an alien life form. It jumps and dances, and it's only predictable eighty percent of the time."

"Good. Keep going." Moving my hand faster, I kiss along the side of her neck as she buries her face in my shoulder.

"Mmm… I love that it's just a tiny bit dangerous."

My arm that's wrapped underneath her spanks her ass lightly. "It'sverydangerous."

"But that's the point." She moans softly as I plunge my fingers deep for several hard, fast strokes, then whines when I stop, waiting for her to continue. "It’s like… I control something wild. Maybe I feel that it gives me power, controlling something that I'm not supposed to. Observing something and studying it. Knowing it has the ability to be destructive, yet I only use it for creative projects."

Yes. That's the exact nugget of information I've been wanting to hear. Now that I understand her better and she's got an incredibly safe setup, I am better prepared to back off and let her work. Give her the space to control her art her way.

Pulling Opal against me, I kiss her roughly and hungrily. I can tell how badly she needs to come: her fingers flail at anything she can reach, and her throat is flushed. It only takes a few moments more of my hand working faster for her breath to stutter, her body shaking as a climax slowly rolls through her.

I’m sure she has no idea how perfectly beautiful she is in this moment, gasping in my arms and letting the pleasure roll through her while her divine body bucks helplessly.

I wait until she stills, then kiss the tip of her nose as I settle between her thighs, throwing one leg over my shoulder.

Then I dig in like a starving man sitting down to Thanksgiving dinner. Fingers, tongue, teeth. I explore and examine every inch of her open, wet pussy.

Opal grips my hair, gaining confidence as she guides me. Her sweetness coats my tongue and my lips as I gradually start licking her harder. All the while, my gaze burns into her lovely light blue eyes.

I've always dreamed of having a beautiful woman. Every man does. But I didn't know what kind of woman I wanted until I met this one. Beautiful, sure. But also spunky, creative, and adorable. All the little things I didn't dare to dream of.

Opal's fingers tighten as she pulls my hair in quick, sharp bursts, begging for more. I wait nearly a full minute before increasing the pace and the pressure, not to mention the fire in my eyes.

Watching Opal will forever be my favorite thing in the world. The way her cheeks flush. The way her breasts rise and fall as her breath becomes throaty and uneven. The trembling of her inner thighs around me.

The light in her eyes as she stares, then becomes sightless for a moment, her entire body tensing up as she sails over the precipice. A shaky, weak scream echoes in the room all around us as I dig in, licking fast and hard against her clit as two fingers pound inside her.

Her release is hugely satisfying, knowing that I've created this intense moment for her.

She collapses, limp and weak for a moment, before her attention snaps back to me. "How the hell did you get so good at that?"

"I've spent years dreaming that you would appear."

She grins. "Why don’t you show me what else you've been dreaming of."

My jeans hit the floor in a heartbeat. Lying back and shoving her over with my hip, I pull her on top of me. Although she was as limp as a ragdoll just a moment ago, her eyes brighten, her body coming to life again.

Gripping her hips, I help her straddle me, her knees spread wide. My cock is so hard that it feels thicker than usual. She strokes my length gently, then I cover her hand with mine tohelp drag the head up through her soaking pussy lips. "You want me, baby?"

She doesn't quite purr, but the soft stuttering sound is close. "You know I do."

Reaching up, I cup her angelic face. "Youreallylove me, baby?"

The pink tip of her tongue dashes across her bottom lip as she nods, eyes glowing. "With the fire of a thousand suns, hot stuff."

14

OPAL

Most of my life, I've been a pretty quiet person. The weirdo artsy chick who keeps to herself and stays relatively silent.

But something about Liam brings out my sassy side. And since he likes to tease me, I'm going to tease him right back.

Reaching down, I boldly grab his shaft, stroking a few times. Then I shift into place, notching the thick round head inside me. He reaches for my hips, but I grab his hands, entwining our fingers together as I meet his eyes.

I am so crazy in love with this man. My feelings are honestly like a fire that has escaped its enclosure and is racing across dry grass, heading for the great beyond.

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