Page 53 of Breathing Her Fire


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He’s right, of course, but I feel like I’m going to end up screwing something up because I don’t know what’s right and what’s wrong. Hopefully, Natalie will have some patience with me.

I watch as the girls start walking over toward us, and the way Nat’s dress shimmers under the lights almost hypnotizes me. I’m so ready to get out of this suit and inside her, I might die from the tension in my body.

She comes up and wraps her arms around me, lifting her chin for a kiss. I gladly oblige, letting my lips meet hers. It takes every ounce of effort to keep the kiss brief, and I make sure she knows it.

“I want to take you home and fuck you so hard you’ll feel me for days afterward,” I growl into her ear. She shivers and squirms in my arms. I love how responsive she is to me. My pants get tight as I watch her cheeks flush with arousal. I have to pull myself away from her before I throw her over my shoulder and take her out of here.

“Give me about thirty minutes, then I’m all yours,” she breathes, and I grin down at her, knowing she’s struggling as much as I am. That’s the one thing I was most surprised about with Nat. She’s so sexually confident. She knows what she wants and isn’t embarrassed or timid about her sex drive.

With how much adrenaline and energy I can build up during a shift, there are times when I need an outlet for the excess. With sex being one of the best options for release, my sex drive tends to be pretty high. Nat has met and matched me time and again.

I swear she’s perfect.

I watch her walk around the room saying her goodbyes and making sure people are still having a good time. We’ve been at the event for several hours now. I don’t know if this is a good measure but there were close to 400 people here tonight, so I hope she met her goals.

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After an hour,we make it back to my house, and I pull into the driveway. I’ve lived here since I got promoted to captain a couple of years ago. I always dreamed of living in a house like this growing up. At the time, I felt a little ridiculous buying it just for myself, but there was something in the back of my head saying this would be the house I’d live in forever. I wanted it so bad, I could taste it.

Dad and I moved around a lot while I was growing up. We always had crappy neighbors and lived in shitty houses or trailers. It was all we could afford and was a drastic change from the life I knew before Mom left.

When I bought my house, I could envision the possibility of a happy future. With Natalie in my life now, I can see it more clearly. It’s everything I ever hoped to have.

We get out of the truck, walk through the garage and into the house. The door leads directly into the kitchen where you can see through to my empty dining room. A wall separates the kitchen from the living room, and the stairs are by the front door.

Natalie always makes fun of how empty it is, but I’ve never had a reason to fill it with furniture until she started coming around.

Not wanting to wait a minute longer, I lift Natalie into my arms, one hand around her waist, the other under her knees. She squeals at the quickness of the move, but I can’t stand to not have her in my arms anymore.

I walk her up the stairs and into my bedroom, kicking the door shut with my foot. Setting her down, I cradle her face in my hands and kiss the hell out of her like I’ve wanted to do all evening.

She moans, and I take advantage of her lips opening. My tongue darts into her velvety soft mouth. God, she tastes phenomenal.

I can feel her pushing my jacket off of my shoulders, so I lean back to give us room. Once my jacket and shirt are off, I turn her around and undo the zipper on her dress, revealing her milky white skin. I lean down, licking up the curve of her spine, and she arches her ass back in a tantalizing curve. Fuck, she’s sexy.

Undoing the clip at her neck, the dress falls, revealing her gorgeous tits. I cup them in my hand, feeling the weight in my palms. I pull and tug on her nipples, eliciting another moan, and I swear, the sound almost has me coming in my pants.

I can’t hold off any longer, and I yank her dress all the way off her body.

“Jesus Christ, you’re not wearing panties,” I groan. “If I’d known, we would’ve left much earlier.”

Natalie just giggles at me. The sound punches me in the heart so hard I almost lose my breath. I want to hear that sound forever. I undo my pants and shove them and my boxers down my legs, kicking them off to the side.

“I want you on your hands and knees on the bed,” I demand.

Natalie complies quickly, and I grab my cock, watching her ass sway as she gets into position. She is every one of my fantasies come to life.

“Head down,” I grunt at her. It comes out harsh and raspy.

I kneel onto the bed and watch her hips lean back toward me as she tries to get closer. I give her a quick smack because I know she’s trying to hurry me along. Plus, her ass looks fucking amazing with my handprint on it.

“Tucker, please,” Natalie moans. It comes out muffled from her hands and the bedspread. I love when she gets desperate like this because I know she’s going to come so hard it’ll milk every ounce of pleasure from me when she does.

I lean down and rub my nose across the pink handprint on her ass cheek. I can smell her arousal; its addictive flavor teases my taste buds as I run my tongue over her folds. Fuck, she tastes good. I want to bury my face in her, but my cock is about to explode. I need inside her more than I need to eat her out.

Without much warning, I grab Natalie’s hips and slam my cock into her, burying myself as deep as I can go. Natalie screams out a moan, and I groan at both the sound and the feel of her wrapped around me like a glove. Nothing has ever felt this good.

“Hold on tight, babe, this is going to be fast and hard.”

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