Page 25 of Flame it Up

“What’s wrong?” he asked. Even though he was pretty sure he knew exactly what had happened, it was up to her to tell him if she wanted to.

“I just … I don’t belong here,” she cried, her voice hitching on sobs. “I can’t talk to anyone. I don’t understand your world. People just misunderstand me … I can’t change that.”

Pyrus frowned, now even more sure that Pris and Heidi were responsible for this. “Mazie, of course, you belong here. You’re an amazing, strong woman. So many of the people I introduced you to admire your passion and skill.”

“Really?” she muttered, still wiping her tears.

“Really,” he agreed. “There are always going to be people who don’t appreciate you in any setting. Don’t worry so much. My friends love you.”

“I don’t know,” Mazie whispered.

“I do,” he said, pulling her close. “And you don’t have to worry about a thing. If there is anywhere in this world you don’t fit, I’ll change the world, so you do. I’ll do anything for you.”

Mazie looked up at him, her wide green eyes searching his face. The cabin was fairly dark, but he could see she was responding to his words.

Her beautiful, lush red lips were right below his. Pyrus willed himself to be still and let her come to him, but her scent rose all around him, filling him with longing. Under his fingertips, the soft, tight fabric of her suit felt like a silky enhancement to her skin.

He leaned forward, drawn to her by forces he could not control. Mazie turned her face up to him, her eyes wide. She looked so sweet and innocent that it fired his lust and passion until his blood was molten lava.

Pyrus couldn’t stop himself. He brushed his lips against hers gently. With all the strength he had, he fought the lust rising in him, but she was so close, so warm, and so very vulnerable.

I need you.

He had never needed anything, ever, as badly as he needed Mazie right at that moment. She felt the same way. He just knew it.

Pyrus leaned forward again, tightening his arms around her. When his lips met hers, a flash of heat ran from his mouth straight into his blood. Fire streaked through him, passion igniting deep in his soul. As Mazie opened her lips to let him kiss her even deeper, Pyrus moaned, his voice a combination of pleasure and torture.

As Mazie leaned her head back, Pyrus played his lips against hers, gently finding her tongue and teasing it with his own. When her hands slid across his bare belly and up across his chest, a shudder ripped through his whole body as desire threatened to take him over.

Pyrus slid his hands around Mazie’s waist, pushing her back onto the bed. Even though she was relaxed under his touch, he broke off the kiss to catch her eye.

“You okay?” he asked softly.

She nodded. “Yes. Yes!” she answered, her voice breathy with excitement.

Pyrus grinned, pushing her down with his body as his lips found hers. She opened her legs and writhed under him, the thin fabric of their bathing suits feeling like nothing at all as they slid against each other.

Mazie arched her back, thrusting herself against him. Pyrus moaned, running a hand down her chest. Her big soft breasts tossed under his hand, and he rubbed her gently until he felt the nipple stiffen against his palm.

She twisted under him, a sharp cry rising from her throat. Pyrus covered her mouth with his, kissing her even more deeply as he rubbed his hips against her. Her hot, wet pussy was so close to him, separated from his cock by the tiniest strips of fabric.

Pyrus leaned back a little so he could stroke both of her breasts, cradling Mazie against his left arm while he used his right hand to explore her through the bathing suit. As she breathed under him, her breasts tossed as if they were trying to break free from the suit. He was tempted to grab the neckline and tug it down, unleashing her perfect breasts for him to feast on.

As he ran his fingers across the neckline of the suit, his cock hardened as he imagined devouring her huge breasts. He wanted to explore every last inch of them with his mouth, flick her nipples with his tongue and suck on them with slick, hot lips.

She moaned as he rubbed her through the suit and Pyrus groaned, part pleasure, part pain. He ran a hand down her belly. Frustration raged through him as he fought to control his desires.

Mazie reached up and grabbed his shoulder, pulling him on top of her. She squirmed, wrapping her legs around him as she reached up with her mouth. Their lips met, and he moaned with pleasure as she lapped at his mouth with her tongue.

His arms held her shoulders, crushing her against him. He was almost beyond thought, beyond control. He shoved against her with his hips, and his cock dragged against her pussy through the thin fabric. He forced himself to stay completely still, gasping at the effort it took to stop himself from tearing off their suits.

Mazie leaned her head back and moaned as she pushed her hips forward. Pyrus gasped, feeling her pussy rubbing against him as she pleasured herself on his hard cock. He watched her face, seeing the sweet, contented smile that grew.

Her hips shifted under him when her soft hands wrapped around his waist to explore his back. Even though they were still rubbing against each other, he wasn’t in the perfect position to penetrate her now. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes for a second as he calmed down.

When he looked down again, Mazie was watching him. The room was very dark, but he could see her eyes and the pleasure on her face. He smiled as he bent down to kiss her again. It was obvious she was very excited, but Pyrus didn’t know if she was ready to go all the way.

For now, all he needed was the touch of her hands, the press of her soft, warm lips against his. The promise of more tormented him but also comforted him.

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