Page 13 of Property of Fire

“Keep wiggling against me the way you are, baby, and you’re gonna find yourself getting a helluva a lot more than you’re ready for.” Fire’s gruff voice sends a shiver along my spine.

“Who says I want you doing anything?” I totally wanted him to be doing this and so much more.

“You want me doing this,” Fire remarks, lines a finger with my entrance, inserting it inside. “You want me doing just what I’m doing and more.”

“More?” I wiggle against his thickness and realize even through the thin barrier of my panties, I could feel just how hard he is. “What more are we talking about?” My voice doesn’t even sound like it should.

“You know exactly what I’m talking about, Evelin,” he says, adding a second finger. “You like what I’m doing to you, admit it.”

“It’s nothing I haven’t done myself.” That’s a total lie. This is nothing like anything I’ve done for myself. Sure, I’ve touched myself, made myself come, but it was never this hot.

“Bet having my fingers fuckin’ inside your tight little pussy is better. Way your tightening around me makes me think you want me to keep my fingers inside you,” he says, adding another finger stretching me.

The pressure is heaven and hell all in one. I want him to keep going, but afraid he’ll stop. I’m not sure if the pressure will end up causing pain, and I usually don’t do well with pain. Then again, if Fire’s dishing it out, it might be completely different ‘cause I highly doubt he’d make it actually hurt.

“Fire,” I whisper his name, opening my legs a bit more, giving him even more access.

Instead of answering, Fire shifts, his fingers still inside me. I roll to my back, him coming over me. “Tell me to stop now, and I will, Evelin. You don’t. I’m taking what I want and there won’t be any going back on it.”

Whoa.

Wow.

Umm.

I totally want it.

No way will I be telling him to stop. I’ll think about the consequences later. I want to live in the here and now.

“Don’t stop,” I murmur, holding his gaze, seeing how the fire flares just before his mouth comes down on mine, and everything shifts inside me. A part of me I didn’t know I was missing makes itself known.

Fire controls the kiss, the same as my body. The way his tongue spears into my mouth, dominating my tongue with his, it’s way hotter than any kiss I’ve ever shared with a guy. Everything about what Fire does to me is sinfully delightful. I want to experience more. Way more than what he’s giving me right now.

The kiss and his fingers aren’t enough for me. I’ve got to have more than what he’s giving me.

Fire reads this in me somehow, breaks the kiss, removes his fingers from my sex, jerks my panties down my thighs, the shirt goes next, and in seconds, he’s between my thighs, mouth finding its destination.

“Fire,” I pant, thrashing my head around, unsure of if I should be feeling what I’m feeling. His mouth works me, tongue flicking at my entrance, delving inside. When he adds his fingers again, I swear I’m going to go insane. He works them right alongside his tongue, driving me to orgasm.

When it hits me, my back bows off the bed, fingers curling into the hair at the back of his head, meeting skin and hair. I’ve always thought the fact he keeps the sides of his head shaved with tattoos on either side was just sexy as hell.

Before my release finishes, Fire is up on his knees, my legs are widened for him to fit, and he’s pressing into me.

Inch by inch, he fills me with his cock, taking me. Back and forth, he moves, not pushing in more than I can take at one time. The way he stretches me, it’s a mixture of pleasure and pain all in one. But it’s so amazing, I want more.

“More, please, Fire, give me more,” I plead, looking him in the eyes.

Fire visibly clenches his teeth together and thrusts forward, penetrating the barrier of my virginity. He stills briefly and gives me a chance to adjust to his size. I haven’t even seen his cock, but I feel it inside, and I already want to feel more of it. To have him use it. To have my mouth wrapped around it.

With a wiggle of my hips, I give Fire all the indication he needs to move, and when he does, he takes my breath away. I love every bit of it. Fire thrusts and fills me deep with each stroke. Without so much as a warning, I’m coming again, and this time, there’s no way for me to hide the cry that leaves my lips. Not that I’d want to.

The whole experience is beautiful, and I wouldn’t have it any other way. Especially when I hear Fire snarling my name, his release pulsing inside me.

Staring up at him, my fingers digging into his shoulders, I know my world has changed in more ways than one.

What I didn’t know was what would happen next.

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