Page 87 of Together We Burn
“Just tonight?” She laughed breathlessly, angling her head back to expose her slender throat.Fuck, I loved that throat.A throat that always looked so fucking perfect necklaced by my hand.
“I didn’t realise you were such a compliment whore.” I laughed, peppering her neck with open-mouthed kisses. “Does my girl get off on flattery? Do I need to meet a minimum number before you give me access to that sweet pussy of yours?” I nipped at the sensitive skin between her neck and shoulder, eliciting a throaty moan that went straight to my dick.
“Fuck off, asshole,” she growled and leaned back, smiling as her pupils dilated with lust.
Soft little whimpers were muffled as I kissed her again, dropping my hands to her waist and pulling her further into the room, only stopping when my ass hit a table.
My mouth travelled along her jaw, down her neck, never moving from her body as I dropped to my knees and bunched her skirt up my arms. I dragged my hands up her calves, her thighs, and up to her ass, squeezing hard. Looping my thumbs under the scrap of material so thin it could barely be called a thong, I tore it down her legs.
Standing, I lifted her onto a table, peeling the underwear caught around her red heels and stuffed them in my pocket. In the dim light provided by the various emergency exit signs, Stefany’s eyes flared with arousal as she licked her lips.
“We don’t have time to do everything I’m desperate to do to you in this dress…” I pushed the skirt up her legs, revealing a blade she’d strapped to her thigh. I arched a brow, but continued ghosting my fingers down her legs. “…Wearing these heels…” I ran my thumbs over the ankle strap of her shoes. “But I need to get inside this pussy more than anything right now. I need to feel you clench so beautifully around my cock. Because you, in this dress… I’ve been hard since the minute you walked in here.” I ran a finger lightly over her pussy, making her legs tighten. “So you better come quick, baby, before Will and Emilia get suspicious.”
I unbuckled my belt and slid my pants and boxers down my legs, letting my cock spring free. Fisting it in one hand and grabbing Stefany’s hip in the other, I pulled her toward the edge of the table and pressed the head of my dick onto her swollen clit. She was wet and needy and so fucking perfect, always ready and dripping with desperation.
She gasped and wiggled her ass as she lifted her legs on either side of my hips, squeezing me with her thighs.
“You always know the right things to say, don’t you?” she joked with a pant, tipping her head between her shoulders and biting her plush bottom lip.
Slipping lower, I thrust into her in one swift pump of my hips, burying myself in deep as she cried out and dropped to the table. Her ankles locked behind my back, bringing us close together, and I rotated my hips a little as she whimpered.
Stefany’s fingers curled around the edge of the table as I pumped ferociously, unable to help the rumble in my chest as she repeated my name over and over in pleasure. Dragging my hand up her daringly low neckline, I cupped one of her breasts, gripping it tightly before continuing to her neck.
Stefany’s breaths were low and short as she bit down hard on her lower lip, stopping herself from crying out and alerting anyone who may be outside. Because at that moment, if interrupted, I wouldn't stop fucking her so hard that when she came, she’d see stars.
I pressed lightly on the pulse point on her throat, savouring the vibrations of her groans as I pushed harder. Watching her face, I noted all the little tell-tale signs she gave away when the pleasure was becoming too much for her, and she was close to coming.
The little lines marring her forehead as she pinched her brows together, the grit of her teeth when she released her bottom lip to gasp, the flutter of her eyelids as all her nerve-endings buzzed, unable to stop her whole body from trembling with need as my cock filled her up.
Her back arched off the table as I slammed in deeper, the feeling of her tight, wet pussy pulsing my dick making me feral, savage even, as the table creaked with the strain of two bodies fucking hard against it.
Sliding my hand from her neck, I balanced my weight over her and took her mouth with mine. Her constant nibbling and biting as she stifled her moans was too much. I needed to taste her screams, taste how much she loved this, craved this in every single way I did.
She was close. I could feel it–sense it–as she sucked in a breath and held it, her body practically locking up around me as she chased that high that was building inside her.
I rolled my hips into her, feeling my own release tingling at the base of my spine as I moved again, hard enough to make her come as I exploded inside her with a guttural moan. She shuddered and silently screamed as she came in strong convulsions, drawing out my own orgasm until my arms shook from holding myself up.
Slowly, I withdrew from her body, holding on to her calves and lowering her legs to dangle from the table. My heart pumped violently beneath my ribs as I caught my breath and watched Stefany’s chest rise and fall as she lay still on the table.
“I just need a minute,” she whispered, her voice husky with pleasure. I laughed, tucking myself back into my boxers. The jingle of my belt buckle joined Stefany’s breaths as I pulled up my pants and tucked my shirt into the waistband.
Stepping between her open legs, I rolled her skirt down and grabbed her hand, tugging her to a seated position and kissing her softly. She hummed into the kiss, the sensation tickling against my lips as I wrapped my arms around her back and held her close.
“I need my panties back,” she murmured against me. I kissed her jaw to her ear and nipped at the outer edge.
“Nah,” I whispered, nipping once more. “I think I’ll hold on to them. I quite like the idea of all those men outside these doors, the ones who are looking at you,wantingyou, are unaware that as you stand innocently in front of them, my dick was inside the pussy they craved less than five minutes ago.” I nipped her ear. “Better yet, baby, I like knowing my cum will be coating the inside of your thighs for the rest of the night.”
Chapter thirty-four
Stevie
“You’reinsane.”
“No, baby. When it comes to you, I’m primal.”
Jake kissed me again, and I sank into him. No longer fighting against the sparks he created when his lips touched my skin or when his hands ghosted across my body wasn’t easy.
But each time, he would knock out another brick from the wall around my heart, and soon there would be nothing left but him and me surrounded by rubble.
