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Fuck, this cannot be her first time. She’s flawless in execution, but it’s her enthusiasm that is the sexiest part. She’s loving it. She’s, I don’t know, adoring my dick and she’s so raw and dirty and sweet at the same time. “Baby, you’re amazing,” I tell her, though my jaw is so tight, I don’t know how the words come out.
I look down and see my cum is dripping down her leg from earlier and my balls tighten. God damn. She grasps me firmly, increasing the speed of her strokes while she sucks, and my hips start moving on their own. The suction, the pressure, the strokes, and that fucking nasty little tongue are driving me past the point of being civilized. She’s overloading all my senses. I’m so far gone, so lost in her.
“I’m going to come,” I grind out, the last of my civility with it. She makes me feel primal and dangerous. I’m losing all control.
She doesn’t leave off, instead grabs one of my hands and puts it on the back of her head, moaning her permission for me to spend in her mouth, to direct her head. I curse, grab her head and push frantically into that eager little mouth. She moans again, and the vibrations send me over the edge, the climax crashing over me as I pulse deeply into her throat. She just keeps swallowing everything I give her. I didn’t know I could come that hard, that much, but she’s moaning as I give her more.
“God, baby. That’s so good. You’re my dirty, dirty angel, aren’t you?”
“Mmmmm,” she answers, and I twitch with more for her. Filling her.
When I’m completely drained, when my legs are shaky and my mind is numb, we lay in the middle of my bed, skin to skin.
This has been the best day of my life.
Of course, that’s why the radio goes off.
There’s a fire. There’s always a fire.
I kiss her before I leave, my heart heavy. I need more time. I know that mind of hers. She’ll start worrying that I think she was too slutty or not slutty enough. That I’ll only want her for sex and that this is too crazy to work.
I have to trust that our love is strong enough to allay her doubts until I can be with her again.
The call is a bad one and it’s got a bad feeling about it. Some fires just do. A man who dances with fire knows when the timing is just a little off. When the rhythm is wrong. It’s hard to hear anything but the roar of the fire, but I get a gut sense and see the creaking beam above Jenkins. I don’t have time to think, I just push him out of the way. I somehow know I won’t be able to avoid it. I don’t have time.
There’s never enough time.
I know it’s coming, but how do you prepare inside for the thing about to take you out?
I have just the one regret—my life has been a good one. Just one thing.
I didn’t have enough time with Dixie. I’ll never have had enough, but I just found her. Just found love. Time slows. The pain that comes is sharp and then fuzzy. My last thought is of the wife I’ll never marry, the children we’ll never have, and the hope that she at least believes my love for her was real.
