Page 54 of Wildfire
My cock jumps into action.
"Here? Now?"
"There's no one else around. Besides, I have a little fantasy I want to indulge in."
My hands are already on her, and my breath is heavy. I'm not sure I can resist anything she wants. I am hers—all hers, and she doesn't know it.
I lean in close to her ear, nipping at her lobe. "Oh yeah, what's the fantasy?"
"Sex in public. The thrill of getting caught. Especially because of who you are."
I pull back and look at her while my hands continue up her shirt and under her bra. I start to gently pinch her nipple as she writhes next to me.
"Who am I?"
"You're the king of this town."
I chuckle as my mouth works its way down her long, elegant neck, working my way toward that perky nipple. "King?"
"Yeah." She climbs into my lap and straddles me, just like she did last night. Only this time, she isn't trying to comfort me.
"Everyone here looks up to you and treats you like what you say matters. I see the way they look at you when we're out in public. They watch you. They pay attention. And when I'm with you, they treat me that way, too."
"Like you're my Queen?"
She pulls back and looks at me square. I can't tell what is going on in that mind of hers, but when she starts grinding on me, my mind goes blank.
I look around again. There is nobody around. We have the place to ourselves. My cock is pressing against my jeans, aching to be unleashed. I can feel how wet she is through my clothes. She is grinding on me, her skirt flared out, so the only thing between us is her sopping wet panties and my jeans.
I press my thumb against her clit, and she gasps.
"Cole, please."
She throws her head back as she grinds herself into me harder, rubbing herself toward an orgasm. I reach around theback of her, gripping her ass and pressing her into me before I get one hand underneath and slip a finger between her panties and skin.
"Fuck you are so wet." My finger slides inside her, and she groans, her nipples so hard they are pressing against her t-shirt and taunting me. I am already at the point of no return. There is nothing that is going to stop me now.
"Stand up and pull off those wet-ass panties."
She does as she is told, with a look of lust and glee on her face.
I unzip my jeans and pull them down just enough that they won't chaff her but not so much that I can't pull them back up quickly if someone comes by. I reach into my boxers and stroke myself a couple of times while she watches before she kneels in front of me, licking her lips.
"Gimme." She takes me into her hot, wet mouth, and I think I am going to explode right then and there. Who knew having sex in public was such a turn-on?
Her mouth and tongue work me slowly, edging me back into pleasure land until I start to tense again, and I know I'm not going to last long if she keeps it up.
"Renée," I groan. "I want to be inside you."
She pulls her mouth off of my cock, and I almost regret it, but knowing her tight pussy is going to envelop me in mere moments only turns me on more. I pull a condom out of my wallet and wrap up Little Chief before she climbs back over me. She lines herself up and then slides ever-so-slowly down around me.
Heaven and earth collide when she takes me all the way in. She is everything, and I want to be everything for her.
She starts moving. Her legs are wrapped around me, so long they touch the ground behind me. She uses it as leverage and starts grinding again, pulling herself almost off of me andthen pressing me back in. Fireworks are going off in my head. The stars in the sky are nothing compared to what I feel inside, and I know I won't last. Not with my hands on her full, round tits and her pussy riding me.
"You feel so good inside me, Cole. I love it when you're inside me."
"Anytime you want, my Queen. My wild and fiery Queen."
