Page 56 of Ashes of the Past
The words send a jolt through me, and I can feel the heat rising into my core, threatening to explode out of me in a rush of pleasure.
“Fuck, yes,” I groan, thrusting harder and faster. “You’re mine.”
She moans louder, her hips moving with mine as she cries out, “Do it! Give it to me!”
I can’t take it anymore. My body is on fire, and the only way to put it out is to release everything I have inside her.
“Ah! Yesss!” I cry out, my orgasm crashing over me like a tidal wave. The feeling is indescribable as I spray ropes of come inside her, my body shuddering with pleasure as each surge fills her.
She cries out in pleasure, her walls clenching down on me as she screams her own release, her body trembling beneath me. The feeling of her orgasm wracking through her as I continue to thrust inside her is almost too much to bear.
“Oh, God, yes!” she cries, her voice shaking with passion. “I’m coming with you!”
I feel it as she comes apart in my arms, her walls fluttering around me, milking the last drops of pleasure from our bodies.
I can’t help but hold onto her tightly, grinding into her as our orgasms crash through us. The intensity is overwhelming, and I can barely keep myself together as she continues to cry out, her body shaking in the aftermath of our passion.
“You’re so beautiful,” I whisper against her skin, my heart pounding wildly in my chest. “You have no idea how much I needed this.”
“Me too,” she giggles breathlessly. “Damn, that was incredible.”
At the same time, there’s a pounding on her front door, and my phone begins ringing.
“Brynn! The barn’s on fire!” Nick is screaming as he pounds on the door.
“What?” she gasps.
“Shit! Get dressed!” I holler.
The two of us begin throwing our clothes on. I can see the fear on her face, and even though I’m feeling it, too, I remain calm for her. I can’t lose my head in this moment.
“Where are my shoes?” she cries out.
I’m already dressed.
“Stay here,” I tell her, my voice firm as I rush to put on my boots. “I’ll go see what’s going on.”
She nods, her eyes wide with fear.
I run out of the house, my heart pounding in my chest as I take in the scene. The barn is ablaze, and the intensity of the flames is almost overwhelming.
“Nick! What happened?” I shout over the noise of the fire. He’s standing there, looking helpless as he watches the flames consume the barn.
“Someone threw a Molotov at it,” he shouts back, his face pale with shock and fear. “I saw ’em do it from the window.”
My gut clenches.
Who would do this?
“Call the fire department! I’m going in; I have to get the animals out!”
I duck my head and go sprinting into the barn to start opening stalls and getting the animals out as quickly as I can.
The barn is fully engulfed in smoke and flames. The boards creak loudly just as I hear a loud snap and feel something hit me in the back. Everything goes black.
Chapter Twenty-Three
Brynn
