Into The Fire (13 page)

His lips found my ear again. “I’m going to
come inside you.”

“Please do.”

He growled into my ear then abruptly pulled
my face toward him. He gave me a harsh kiss before he released me
and pounded into me harder. I thought the bed would break under his
weight. Then he tensed above me and released. “Fuck…” His cock
slightly enlarged as he finished. “Shit, that feels good.”

I could distantly feel his warmth spread
inside me. It filled me to the brim and I didn’t think I could
handle much more. Somehow, it was sexy just like everything else he
did.

He remained inside me as he caught his
breath. “I love your pussy, Alessandra.” He kissed my neck then the
area between my shoulder blades.

“She loves you too.”

***

After we cleaned up, we lay under the sheets
together. Ash seemed tired, and I was completely and utterly
satisfied. A constant smirk was on my lips and it wouldn’t go away.
I probably looked like an idiot.

“So…you like my cock ring?” He wrapped his
arm around my waist and pulled me close to him.

“Yes. A million times, yes.”

He grinned in a sincere way. “I’m glad you
liked it. I really enjoyed your tight pussy. Man, it’s the tightest
I’ve ever had.”

“Thank you. I do kegel exercises.”

“Keep up the good work.”

Feeling his scent wash over me made me drift
to a faraway place. It was so comfortable and warm. All I wanted
was to lay there forever. Ash was the best lover I’ve ever had. I
didn’t realize sex could be that good. I guess it wasn’t a myth
after all.

“In conclusion,” he said. “That’s how your
man should make you feel. You shouldn’t even have a vibrator if
he’s doing his job right.”

“You taught me a lesson.”

“I like to share my gift with everyone.”

I sat up and kissed his chest. I loved
feeling the hardness against my lips. It was like a concrete wall,
but tastier. “You’re my new best friend.”

He chuckled. “You want more already? If I did
my job right, you would be satisfied.”

“I am…but I want to feel it again.”

“Give me a few minutes and I’ll gladly
oblige.”

I lay down again and cuddled into his
side.

“I know I’m about to sound like an ass but I
need to make something clear—”

“This doesn’t mean anything. I don’t do the
girlfriend thing. Get over it.” I rolled my eyes. “Yes, Ash. I got
it. You made it perfectly clear.”

He relaxed and chuckled at the same time.
“Just wanted to make sure.”

“You don’t have to worry about that with me.
You aren’t my type.”

“How so?”

“What does it matter?” I asked. “You don’t
want to be in a relationship anyway.”

“I’m curious.”

“You’re too…promiscuous for me.”

“Meaning?”

“I doubt you could ever commit to a girl even
if you wanted to.”

“Hey,” he said defensively. “If I fell in
love and had a girlfriend, I would totally be faithful to her. I
don’t sleep around because I can’t control myself. I do it because
one woman is too boring. Big difference.”

“Well…that’s not my type.”

“But if I were a one-woman guy, I would be
your type.”

“I don’t know,” I answered. “You aren’t that
person so you don’t exist. I can’t really think about something
that has no possibility of coming true.”

“But I would be your type,” he argued. “I’m
funny, dreamy, good on the guitar…”

I tried not to laugh. “Why are you being so
weird about this? You don’t want a girlfriend, but yet, you’re
trying to convince me I should want to be with you. It’s like you
want me to want you even though I can’t have you. Pretty mean,
Ash.”

“No.” He raised a hand. “That’s not what I’m
saying at all.”

“Then what are you saying, exactly?” I
challenged.

“Uh…” He stared at the wall as he tried to
find an answer.

I tried not to laugh. “You have no idea what
you’re saying. That’s my point.”

“No…”

“Well, I only see you as a really hot friend
so you can chill out.”

He leaned toward my lamp and turned it off.
“That’s not the worst thing in the world.”

I lay beside him in the dark. “So, do you not
do the cuddling thing either?”

“Not really,” he said. “But with you, I don’t
mind.” He patted his chest.

I snuggled into his side and wrapped my leg
around his. He was one fine piece of man, and it was heavenly to
snuggle with him after having the best sex of my life. I needed
that—really needed that. “Can I ask you something?”

“Sure.” His fingers moved through my
hair.

“Why are you so detached?”

“Detached?” He said it like he didn’t
understand what that word meant.

“Yeah, why don’t you want a
relationship?”

He shrugged. “I don’t know. I don’t like
anyone.”

“You don’t like anyone?” I ran my fingers
down his chest.

“Yeah, I’ve never met anyone and thought, ‘Oh
my god, I have to be with her 24/7.’” His fingers continued to move
through my hair. “And since I’m thirty and have never had that
experience, I doubt I ever will.”

“But you’re open to the idea?”

“I don’t know. I guess not.”

I hoped Ash would change his mind someday. He
was a good guy and a loveable person. I could picture him with two
kids at the zoo as they ate their ice cream cones. He was a bit
immature but he would rise to the occasion if he needed to. “No
kids?”

“You mean brats that stink and never stop
crying?”

“Not all kids are like that,” I said. “And
they aren’t like that all the time.”

“They are leeches. They suck your soul
through your eyes.”

I raised an eyebrow. “That’s a little
creepy…”

“Bottom line, I don’t want kids.”

“You might change your mind.”

“Ha. Don’t hold your breath. What about
you?”

“I want a husband and kids—someday.”

“With the divorce rate so high, I don’t have
much faith in the institution.”

“If you find the right person, the statistic
shouldn’t affect you at all.”

“I guess.” He closed his eyes then tightened
his hold on me. “You were a good lay.”

“I was?” I figured I was average to him.

“Yeah. Your pussy is tight, you have the
perfect body, and the noises you make are really sexy.”

“Well…thank you.”

“You’re welcome.” He released a deep sigh
then drifted off to sleep.

CHAPTER SIX

Ash

When I woke up the next morning, I saw the
beautiful woman I’d spent the night with. Her hair was everywhere,
scattered across the pillow and on my chest. I hated hair because
it always got in my mouth and tickled my skin. But I liked
hers.

I tried not to stir her since she was knocked
out. I lay there and felt her petite body against mine. Her legs
were thin and toned, and so soft under my hard fingertips. She was
a petite woman, but she had nice curves around her hips and chest.
And her ass…was very nice.

Sometimes women expected me to change for
them after we slept together. They assumed they were so good in the
sack that I wouldn’t want anyone else. It was clear Alessandra
didn’t believe that same fallacy. She understood exactly who I was,
all the good and the bad.

I pulled my arm away from her and checked the
time on my phone. Normally, I would slip out without saying goodbye
and get on with my day. I would either watch football or hit up a
friend. But I decided to stay there instead. There was nowhere else
I wanted to go.

Alessandra finally woke up beside me. She
stretched her arms over her chest and the sheets slipped down to
reveal her firm tits. She released a yawn before her eyes opened
and she stared at the ceiling. It took her a moment to join
reality. Then she finally looked at me.

The second our eyes connected, there wasn’t
regret in the look. Her eyes lit up in a smile like she was
thrilled to see me. Her lips turned upright, and she released a
happy sigh. “What a nice sight to wake up to.”

I glanced at her tits. “Right back at
you.”

She pulled her hair from her face then sat
up. Her lips found my chest and she sprinkled kisses there.

“Morning, sweetheart.” My hand went into her
hair.

She continued to kiss me and started to move
down. Her lips moved across my happy trail and to my pelvic bone.
Then she kept going.

My dick was hard the moment I woke up. Having
a beautiful woman in the same bed was an automatic turn on. Feeling
her wet lips against my skin only excited me more. I couldn’t wait
to feel that small mouth around my shaft.

Alessandra moved her face below the sheet
then grabbed the base. She pressed a gentle kiss to my tip then
moved her tongue across the sensitive area. Then she looked up at
me, reminding me of a sex kitten. “I want to kiss you.”

“Then keep going.” My fingers dug into her
hair. When I hooked up, I didn’t usually get head. That was
something women usually did in relationships, and mainly because
they felt obligated to. Seeing Alessandra do it simply because she
wanted my dick in her mouth made my spine shiver.

“I’m not sure how to handle the piercings… I
don’t want to hurt you.”

She looked so sexy with my cock just inches
from her mouth. I grabbed the back of her neck and forced her up my
chest. Then I gave her a slow and seductive kiss. My tongue
piercing moved around her tongue. “Don’t worry about them. They
don’t hurt at all.” I released her and my cock twitched in
anticipation.

She moved down my torso then took my dick
into her mouth. She moved slowly and explored the piercings. Her
tongue felt them gently, testing the waters. Then she sheathed me
completely, pushing me to the back of her throat.

Head was the fucking best.

Alessandra took her time and didn’t seem
determined to get me off. She just enjoyed my cock in her mouth.
She was worshipping it for all the amazing things it did to her
last night. She sucked and licked, like it was nothing but a
pleasure for her to go down on me.

It was so damn hot.

I’d never gotten head this good before. I had
a big dick, and most girls preferred it in their pussy to their
mouth. It always initiated a gag reflex, but Alessandra took it
like a pro. She couldn’t take it all in, but what she could handle
was more than enough.

I grabbed a handful of hair and kept it out
of her face. I used it as an anchor to hold onto her. I watched her
fuck my dick with her mouth. It was so fucking good. The distant
flush of pleasure moved through me and I knew what was coming. “I’m
going to come, baby.” I knew she would jerk me off until I came all
over her tits. It was definitely a nice way to release.

But Alessandra kept going. She sucked my tip
then sheathed me.

“You want me to come in your mouth?”

“Please.”

Whoa…holy shit
. That was the first
time I ever heard that. Shit, it was hot. “Then get ready.” I
rocked my hips slightly and moved my dick in and out of her. I kept
my grip on her hair and felt the heat radiate through my body. Just
when I was about to come, she deep throated me.

“Fuck.” I released in her mouth and had a
damn awesome orgasm. Seeing her take me in as much as possible just
so I could squirt inside her was enough to make me come again. She
didn’t gag as I released every last drop of seed. When I finished,
I loosened my hold on her neck and caught my breath.

She slowly pulled my dick out of her mouth
and it fell against my stomach. She licked her lips then fixed her
hair. “That was fun.”

I stared at her incredulously, unable to
believe that just happened. “Where did that come from?”

“What do you mean?”

“That awesome blowjob.”

“You have a nice dick. I wanted it.”

My spine shivered again and my heart rate
increased. She was unbelievable.

“I’m going to shower. If you’re leaving, I’ll
see you later.” She got out of bed then grabbed a change of clothes
before she walked into the bathroom. She shut the door then turned
on the water.

I remained in bed, still recovering from my
high. I wasn’t going anywhere—not after that.

***

She came out of the bathroom with her hair
and makeup done. She wore a yellow sundress, the same color as the
sunflowers I got her a few weeks ago. She obviously didn’t expect
me to be there because she jumped when she spotted me on the bed.
“Oh shit, you scared me.” Her hand was clutched to her chest. “I
thought you left.”

“Nope.” I sat up in bed while wearing my
boxers. “You want to get breakfast?”

“Breakfast?” It sounded like she didn’t know
what breakfast was.

“Yeah. You know, pancakes and stuff.”

She tilted her head like she was still
confused.

“Or brunch. It’s a little bit of everything.
Breakfast and lunch.”

She seemed to finally get it. “Uh, sure.”

“Cool.” I stood up and pulled my clothes on.
“There’s this place just a block over I’ve always wanted to
go.”

“Why did you wait so long to try it out?”

I shrugged. “Never had anyone to go with
before.” I grabbed my keys and wallet. “Let’s head out. I’m
starving.”

***

“Ooh…mimosas.” I stared at the menu and
wiggled my eyebrows. “I’m getting one.”

“Really?” she asked in surprise.

“Yeah.” I put the menu down. “What’s the big
deal?”

“It’s kind of fruity, isn’t it?”

“It has orange juice in it.”

She rolled her eyes. “That’s not what I
meant. It’s a little girly.”

“Girly?” I asked. “Well, I can make anything
look masculine. I could sit here in a pink t-shirt with white
skinny jeans and I’d look like one of the guys from 300.”

“I’m sure you could.” An amused expression
was in her eyes.

The waiter came over and took our order.

“I’ll do the double dipped French toast with
strawberries with the bacon and eggs. But can I add hash browns and
a huckleberry muffin? Ooh, and sausage. I love sausage.”