Page 14 of Rockstar Rescue
Maybe I should just go for it.
Walk out there right now, naked and dripping.
What's stopping me?
He’s available. No wife, no girlfriend.
He could be mine for the taking.
Nothing stops me except professional ethics.
What would happen if word got out that I seduced a man in my care?
Committing a violation that I’ve condemned men in my very own fire department for?
No. I tell myself I have to stay on the straight and narrow.
But still... there’s nothing wrong with a fantasy.
I swear to myself I won’t put my hands on Dylan.
It’s perfectly fine though, in my imagination.
I touch myself beneath the water, and I imagine Dylan’s smile.
In my fantasy, Dylan's eyes darken as he watches me in the tub, seeing my pink pussy beneath the clear water.
"Show me how you like it, Ginny,” he says, his voice rough with desire. "I want to see exactly what you need."
My fingers circle my clit, and I'm not shy about doing this. Especially since it’s all my fantasy.
Dylan’s muscled body moving closer. The heat of him radiating against my wet skin as he pulls me against him.
I can feel every hard inch of him pressing into my stomach. My nipples tighten in the most pleasurable way.
"I need you inside me," I whisper, my legs already trembling.
He lifts me, his biceps flexing, and lays me on a massive bed with the softest sheets I've ever felt against my naked back.
His eyes never leave mine as he positions himself above me, those broad shoulders blocking everything else from view.
"You're so beautiful," he murmurs, his calloused palm cupping my breast, thumb brushing over my nipple until I arch up against him. "So responsive."
His hand slides down my stomach, fingers dipping between my thighs where I'm already soaking wet for him.
I spread my legs wider, inviting him in, my breath catching when he pushes one thick finger inside me.
"More," I beg. He gives me what I want, adding another finger, and stretching me in the most delicious way.
My hips buck up to meet his hand as he positions himself between my thighs, the head of his cock teasing my entrance.
"Are you ready for me, Ginny?” he asks, his eyes locked on mine.
I brace myself.
I've never had a man fully inside me. Yet in my fantasy, there's no fear.
Just pure want. Dylan positions himself between my legs, the thick head of him pressing against me.
