Page 41 of Breaking Blaze

Anna-mine.

As hard and needful as he was, it took supreme effort to not grab her, hold her down, and plunge into her as he turned her over and slowly pulled the zipper down, revealing her bra and an expanse of creamy flesh. He removed her dress and flipped her onto her back, his breath stalling as he took in the beauty of his Anna.

She’d worn a lacy emerald green bra and panty set, and as much as he loved seeing her in them, he wanted to see her out of them much more. With a flick of his wrists he removed her bra and panties, leaving her naked and trembling.

“Oh…Anna…” he whispered huskily, rasping. “You are beautiful.”

She swallowed and reached for him.

“Make love to me, Blaze,” she pleaded, her voice needy.

He removed his clothes in record time and slid into the bed beside her.

Her nipples were red, erect and begging to be sucked. He leaned over her, kissing her deep, before taking a pert peak into his mouth. He cupped her breasts, which were large but oh so fucking perfect in his hands. He kneaded her flesh as he played with her nipples, sucking, licking, drawing moans and gasps from Anna’s mouth. He bit down, making her cry out, but rather than pull him away, she wove her fingers into his hair and arched up, forcing her breast into his face.

He’d gladly suffocate, dying happy.

He worshiped her tits, her neck, her mouth, until her lips and her nipples were both swollen from his attentions. He grinned.

Trailing his hand down her belly, he slipped it between her spread thighs, sliding a finger into the hot, wet folds begging for his touch. She closed her legs, holding his hand there—not that he was planning to remove it. Ever.

Anna was so fucking wet—God, he loved that. Exalted in it. He’d done that to her—him! He needed to taste her again.

Slipping down the bed, he planted his shoulders between her legs, spreading them wider. Her pussy was so pink, so perfect. Placing his hands at the top of her mound, he used his thumbs to spread her lips, his gaze zeroing in on her swollen clit. He flicked it with a finger and she jerked, groaning. She smelled like peaches and cinnamon with an underlying musk that was all Anna. He licked her gently at first, letting her get used to him, before he covered her with his mouth, attacking her pussy with all he had. He licked harder, sucked a little more roughly, delving his tongue into her cunt and lapping at the cream like a man dying of thirst.

She raised her hips. “More!”

He devoured her, his face covered in her juices, the flat of his tongue licking, the point of his tongue twirling, his teeth nipping.

Anna cried out, shaking. “Blaze! I’m going to come!”

“Give it to me, Anna. Give me your come, baby. Cover me in it!”

She came, her body nearly arching completely off the bed as she jerked, her hands fisting the sheets on either side of her hips.

“Fuck,” Anna panted. “So good.”

He grinned, no doubt looking like a fool with a smile and come all over his face and beard.

“That was just the first step, baby. I am nowhere near done with you yet.”

After coming on his face, Anna watched as Blaze sat back on his heels and peered down at her. There was wetness on his cheeks, nose, and beard, and the smile on his mouth nearly made her come again.

He was beautiful. A god among men. His body was large, his chest and ab muscles taut. And below…shit! She’d never seen his cock before but she knew it would be big—because the rest of him was. But she never imagined just how big.

He gripped his cock and tugged, pearl drops gathered at the smooth, purple tip. His cock was thick…long, with a vein running from the base of it to just beneath the tip, a vein that was throbbing.

“You’re huge,” she murmured, in awe…and a little scared. It’d be a cliché to complain that he wouldn’t fit—she knew he would. It would just be a tight fit.

At that thought, a switch was flipped, her body thrummed with need. She needed him inside her now.

“Blaze, please. I need you,” she mewled.

“And you’ll have me,” he rasped, the hand on his cock working faster. “I need to get you ready for me. I don’t want to hurt you.”

She snorted. “I think I’m ready enough. Don’t make me wait any longer, Blaze.”

He bit his bottom lip and groaned, his nostrils flaring as if scenting her. Like a wolf.

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