Page 20 of Light My Fire Three Times
He sits me back on an empty keg behind me, left in the alleyway, pressing my very warm back up against the ice-cold brick wall there.
“Oh fuck,” I gasp loudly, enjoying the shocking combination of sensations.
Karl seems to enjoy surprising me, leaving me unsure of what’s going to happen next, and I love that.
This is so much fucking fun.
Then he pulls me closer to his chest, until he’s positioned between my legs, and he kisses me harder and more passionately than I’ve ever been kissed before.
I dig my nails into his strong, muscular shoulders as his hands move tantalizingly closer to where I’m aching, desperately pulsating, gagging for him.
My wet, hot desire is throbbing in my underwear, and I’m not sure how much longer I can cope with him just standing there. I need him now, I want him to slam into me, to take me…
But I don’t want to ask him.
I want him to take control.
Mainly because we’re outside and I’m acting out of character here.
Karl places his palms on my thighs, which sends butterflies flapping all over my body, causing my stomach to twist up in knots of passion. But he’s too near to me now, too close to not be doing anything, and it’s causing my breath to come out ragged, almost painfully so.
I roll my head to one side as his mouth claims my neck and my collarbone. I’m so frustrated that I could scream, but at the same time, I’m simply enjoying how he’s making me feel.
“Oh, fucking hell,” I groan loudly, unable to keep it all inside anymore, “Karl, you’re driving me crazy.”
The mention of his name is enough to have Karl slide his hand beneath my skirt, pushing my panties to one side before slipping a finger inside of me, much to my relief.
He explores me, really massaging me and feeling me, giving me a little bit of what I’m so desperate for.
“Oh wow,” I pant, allowing myself to simply become consumed by him.
He slips in another finger, and another, until I feel utterly powerless to him, but in a way that feels incredible.
Just as I settle into the pattern of what he’s doing to my body, he pulls away, removing my underwear as he goes, leaving me cold and totally exposed to him.
Finally, after what feels like forever, I hear his zipper going down. Karl makes his move, and he thrusts hard inside of me, causing me to wrap my arms even tighter around his neck, clinging on for dear life.
He feels incredible, and that has already started to put pressure in my stomach.
As Karl grinds inside of me, hitting all the right spots, I feel like I’m floating to cloud nine. My body is trembling, flooding with desire, and I can already feel those intense waves starting to crash over me, sending me straight into the abyss of sheer joy.
“Oh fuck,” I cry out, showing Karl what he’s doing to me. “Oh shit.”
I hold on to him, his hands running everywhere all over me, and it isn’t long until I’m fully shuddering, screaming out as I get that release. I buck and writhe, crying out his name into his mouth as I lose my damn mind once and for all…
Afterwards, as the night air cools my flushed skin and Karl’s breath slows against my neck, a quiet moment settles between us—an unexpected stillness after the storm of heat and need.
My heart is still hammering, my body tingling from every touch, but now a whisper of doubt creeps in.
What am I doing?
I pull back just enough to meet his gaze, the fierce, hungry look calmed a little by something almost like tenderness.
For a second, I let myself wonder if maybe I’m blowing offtoomuch steam. Too fast, too much. I’m not usually this reckless. Not the kind of woman to fall headlong into passion without a thousand questions spinning through her mind.
I mean, I can’t forget about Jesse here, even if we agreed never to talk of it again…
I glance down at my trembling hands and then back up, trying to cool the swirling storm inside.
