Page 9 of Light My Fire Three Times
All I can really do is lean fully against the coldness of the wall, rest my cheek upon it, and hope that I don’t fall before I can really explore every moment of this delicious sensation.
“No, holy hell, what are you doing to me!” I cry out as his hand whips away.
I was slowly climbing toward the peak of the mountain, and then I could feel the pleasure beginning to build within me. The last thing I wanted to do was lose it, but he’s stolen it away.
“Jesse, you drive me crazy.”
“That’s the idea,” he chuckles as he bends down to strip the air from my lungs once more with an intense kiss.
To be fair to him, his lips also drag away any will to fight. I was just about to lash out in frustration, but not anymore.
“I kinda love it when you’re all wound up and needy for me. You’re hot as hell when you’re frustrated.”
But I can do the same thing to him, so with trembling fingers, I manage to get his trousers parted, and I dive my hand inside.
I must admit that I do feel a power surging through me as I take his thick, throbbing erection between my fingers, and I watch his face immediately change.
He becomes glazed over and dark with desire. He’s barely himself anymore; he’s just a man lit up with pleasure, and the tingling at my core thrills me, sends me crazy.
“Don’t tease me,” he growls as if he hasn’t just done the same thing to me.
He knows I’m going to take this moment of glory for my revenge, no matter how much he begs me otherwise.
“You have no idea how badly I want you right now, Livvy.”
“Oh, I do,” I assure him, my lips brushing against the stubbled curve where his neck meets his shoulder. I taste saltand cologne as I graze my teeth lightly over his skin. “But that makes no difference to me. I'll do what I want.”
I drop to my knees, the hardwood floor cool beneath me. His breath catches as I take him in my mouth, feeling him pulse against my tongue as I draw him deeper.
I hollow my cheeks, creating the perfect suction that makes his fingers tangle in my hair. The taste of him, earthy and intimate, floods my senses as I move tantalizingly slowly. I could lose myself for hours in this rhythm, in the way his muscles tense beneath my fingertips.
“Fuck, Livvy,” he groans.
His hands knot up in my hair as my throat opens wider for him, as I learn to take even more of him inside. I want to get to his core, to drive him even crazier, because right now I need Jesse to beinsane.
“I need to fuck you,” he whispers.
Hmm, I don’t want to take him out of my mouth. I love the feel of his cock grazing over my lips, but my core is aching for him to fuck me.
Unfortunately, the need to have him deep inside of me wins out, so I slip him out of my mouth, instantly missing him, and I rise to my feet. I soon notice the cheeky grin playing on Jesse’s mouth, and I have a feeling that I’m not going to get what I want straight away.
He’s playing games with my body, and right now, he’s winning.
“Here, take a seat.”
I slide back onto the bed with my eyes on him the whole time.
He keeps his gaze fixed on mine, desire burning deep in his eyes, as he slides my jeans down my legs and tugs my panties off with his teeth. As he kisses up my thighs, he murmurs about how much he needs to taste me as well. It’s challenging for meto focus on any particular word because he has me head soaring into space.
I can practically feel him edging toward me, and it feels good.
I cry out his name repeatedly as his lips finally connect with me, as his tongue circles me where his fingers were only moments before.
The fire deep inside my body is flaming more intensely now. I'm speeding along the tracks, heading to the station. I don’t think he can stop me now, no matter what he does.
Jesse stands no chance of teasing me this time.
“Holy fuck!”
