Page 34 of Firefly Embers

“Good girl, you say? I think I like the sound of that,” she teased, coasting her hand down the front of her shirt and under the waistband of her shorts.

I watched as her eyes fluttered closed the second her fingers came into contact with her aching clit.

Tucking my dick back into my pants, I stepped closer and bracketed her throat in my hand, tilting her chin up to look at me. She licked her lips as she continued swirling her fingers around her core, taunting and teasing me.

After that show she just put on, I wanted nothing more than to return the favor.

“We’ve got two options,” I stated, using the pad of my thumb to drag her bottom lip from where she’d been biting it between her teeth. “I can either fuck you right here on the ground, which wouldn’t be my preference seeing as how I’ve been waiting a long fucking time to be inside you, and I’d like to do it right, or I can taste that sweet pussy I’ve been dreaming about and put you out of your misery until we can find a more suitable place to continue tomorrow.”

As if she were mulling it over, she brought her fingers up from out of her waistband, tapping them on her lips in contemplation. I grew painfully hard watching her paint the remnants of her desire along her lips. “Or, I could put you out of your misery and tell you that my house is completely empty all weekend.”

The words barely left her throat before I hauled her up, threw her over my shoulder like a caveman and started running as fast as my legs would allow.

Her peals of laughter probably could have been heard all the way back at the ranch, but I didn’t give a fuck.

I didn’t even care that I was trying to keep my pants up as I ran, having forgotten to button and buckle them after that mind-blowing blow job. I was about to fulfill a fantasy that eighteen-year-old me would die over.

It only took us five minutes to get to the Cortez house, and true to her word, there wasn’t a car in the driveway or a single light on in the house. I set Ray down on the porch, sliding her body slowly down mine, and caging her against the front door, my hands on either side of her head.

This was it. The moment everything was about to change.

Yes, one could argue that getting my dick sucked in the middle of the woods by my best friend had crossed the line into something more than friendship, but this?

This was it. There wouldn’t be any going back after I sank deep inside Rayna Cortez.

Looking down at her standing beneath me, her breathing wild and her cheeks flushed, I cataloged every one of her beautiful features up close. The soft sprinkling of freckles that brushed across the apples of her cheeks that got darker each summer she spent basking in the sunny days on the ranch. The plushness of her kiss-swollen lips that I couldn’t wait to taste again. I could see her pulse fluttering wildly on the slender column of her throat, begging for me to trail my lips across it.

“Are you sure this is what you want?” I whispered, suddenly unsure and second-guessing every moment from this evening. She had been so willing at the cove, and there was clear verbal consent, but the little voice inside my head planted doubts quicker than I could will them away.

“There are three things in life I am certain of.” She held up a single finger between our bodies. “One, the sun will rise and set each day like clockwork.” She raised another finger. “Two, there isn’t anything better than my dad’s authentic Mexican home cooking.”

A deep chuckle left my lips. She was right; Emmanuel’s home cooking was the best Mexican food I’d ever tasted.

She reached out with the hand that had been counting and slid it up my neck, cupping my cheek tenderly. “And three, I have been in love with you since the day you kept me from falling on my ass in the mud at eleven years old. You are my best friend in the entire world, Wade Daniels, and I couldn’t imagine anyone else I’d rather do this crazy thing called life with. So, the answer is yes, I would like ‌you to take me inside and fuck me on every surface you can before the sun comes up.”

RAY

We were an uncoordinated tangle of limbs as I did my best to navigate our bodies through the dark house. We managed to only knock over one thing in our haste to make it to my bedroom, but we ping-ponged our way down the hallway, stopping to kiss each other breathless every few feet against the nearest wall.

Once the floodgates had been opened, there was no stopping the relentless passion between us. We were feral with need for each other, and as we stepped into my bedroom and the door shut behind us with a soft snick, the finality of the situation sank in.

Wade stood across the room, leaning his back against my door, his chest heaving with ragged breaths as he held himself back. I flicked on one of the bedside lamps, bathing my small bedroom in a warm, sensual glow.

“I’m only going to ask one more time. Are you sure?” Wade panted, clearly at war with himself for wanting to cross this invisible line from friendship into something more.

Boldly, I took a step toward him, still ten feet or more between us. I reached for the hem of my cotton T-shirt, pulling it over my head and tossing it toward the laundry hamper in the corner. I could see his pupils dilate with need as he took in my lace-covered breasts, nipples pebbled and begging to be touched.

Taking another step forward, I unbuttoned my shorts and slid the zipper down before sliding them off my legs and kicking them over to where I’d just thrown my shirt.

I wasn’t worried about whether they had made it in the laundry basket; that was tomorrow’s problem.

Right now, my focus was getting underneath Wade Daniels and finally taking what I so desperately craved.

His breathing had been reduced to shuddering pants as I took another step closer to him, now only about an arm’s length away.

I reached behind me, undoing the clasp on my bra and sliding the straps from my shoulders slowly, tossing it among the growing pile of clothes.

His eyes tracked down from my eyes to gaze upon my breasts. There were many things I loved about my body, but my tits and ass topped that list. Coupled with the hungry way that Wade was licking his lips, I was preening under his gaze.