Fueling Her Fire by Piper Trace

over her.
    “There is so much I intend to do to you tonight,” he nearly
growled.
    “Then don’t make me wait for it,” she whispered, pulling his
mouth to hers again and sucking on his bottom lip.
    “Yes, ma’am,” he said for the second time that night. She
couldn’t help the contented smile that swept across her wet lips. It was so
goddamned arousing to have a man so eager to give her everything she wanted in
bed. Ducking lower, he closed his mouth on one of her nipples, sucking it
between his teeth. Stroking his hand down her stomach, he found the neat line
of curls between her legs, so wet from her excitement. He cupped her pussy in
his hand and she groaned. She was more than ready for him. He guided two
calloused fingers into her folds for the second time that night and teased her
hard clit with his thumb.
    Bucking her hips up against his hand, she urged his fingers
inside her, impatient for them. The tactile memory of the pleasure he’d given
her earlier still thrummed through her and she wanted more. He complied,
plunging both fingers into her rougher than before and she cried out at the
aggressive flourish he’d added this time. He alternated between kneading her
clit and thrusting his fingers into her, adding a third one when she pleaded
for more. He had little trouble—she was so wet for him.
    She whimpered and murmured raw, wild words that she’d never
used with William. Without thinking about what she was saying, she simply let
her lips spill words meant to provoke the animal in him even more. As her
excitement grew, he stopped kissing her breasts and moved his mouth to her ear.
“You like that?” he whispered. “You like my fingers in you?”
    “Yes, Dylan, please, make me come again,” she pleaded
raggedly. She put her hand over his, pressing his fingers deeper into her.
    “Do you want me to taste you?” His voice was hoarse.
    “Yes!” she cried, the word practically a sob.
    He moved his head quickly between her legs and closed his
mouth over her. Sucking and licking at her hard clit, he continued plunging
fingers into her. She spread her hands through his hair, feeling his head move
against her as he greedily lapped at her cunt and sent waves of hot desire
coursing through her.
    Curling her toes into the bedding reflexively, her leg
muscles tensed at the ceaseless assault from his tongue. She felt his broad,
powerful shoulders knead against her inner thighs as he worked untiringly to
make her come. Though they’d been apart for so long, he seemed to know just
what her body needed.
    Closing her eyes, she moaned as his tongue and fingers drew
her nearer to the edge of orgasm. A moment later the fire he had fueling in her
erupted into an orgasm that tremored through her like pure rapture. She cried
out as she came, her fingers knotting into his tousled hair, her muscles
clutching rhythmically against his fingers.
    “I want to be inside you again. I want to come inside you,”
he whispered as he trailed kisses back up her body. He moved his still-hard
cock to her pussy and teased her entrance with the tip of his erection. She
wriggled, trying to maneuver it inside her. “Wait, Kip, I don’t want to rush. I
want to remember this,” he said as he slowly began to push into her.
    “No, now,” she demanded. “This won’t be the last time. I
promise. Savor it later, but please . I want all of you now.”
    He looked down at her and she saw the understanding and
acceptance on his face that this time would be different. She wouldn’t leave
him again. He closed his eyes and groaned as he suddenly thrust his cock as
deeply into her as he could. She gasped at the feeling of being so suddenly
filled by him.
    “Kip,” his voice in her ear was rough and he was kissing her
again, “you feel as good as I remember…better.”
    He began stroking his cock into her and the feeling of pure
joy that came with his thrusts was nearly overwhelming. A cacophony of emotions
coursed through her as she was