Read Loving A Firefighter (Loving Series) Online
Authors: Susan Leigh Carlton
He heard her say, “Ummmmm.” She tightened the embrace as he began to explore the contours of her body. Somehow, she managed to slip out of the negligee as they continued to move in rhythm with the slow music. The roving hand found the
smooth satiny softness of a breast. He squeezed it softly, tightening and loosening his fingers. When the fingers found the pebbly nipple, it was firm and erect. Carrie began moving her hand down his back. He continued to massage the breast, cupped his hand under it, and lifted. He leaned over and took the nipple into his mouth, along with the covering fabric. “Ahhhhh, she said and arched her back. Her hand reached his manhood.
When her
fingers touched it and began gently moving over it, a jolt of electricity shot through him. He tensed; afraid he was going to come in her hand. He backed her to the bed, when her knees came in contact with the bed, she said, “Chip, would you remove my nightie for me?” He pulled it over her head and stepped back, drinking in her nakedness. Her high, round breasts, silhouetted in the dim light drew his attention much the same as a moth to a light bulb. He reached out, grasped her shoulders and rotated her so that he could take in this wondrous body from all angles.
He slid his shorts off and it was her turn to look. His male member
sprang out and with an upward tilt it swayed to any movement of his body. She lay back on the bed. He slid the thin lacy panties down and over her feet. He took in the entrance to the magic cave of pleasure, silky hair shadowing the opening. He lay beside her and began moving his hand around. He cupped a breast, and took it into his mouth. He could feel her quiver as he traced the outline of the nipple with his tongue. He took both breasts in hand and squeezed them together. He put his mouth on both nipples at once and flicked his tongue back and forth.
Her passion was really ignited
now; her roving hand found his member again and held it tight. His hand moved down and found the opening to her inner core. It was moist almost over flowing. He manipulated the lips. She swung her hips back and forth as he moved a finger inside, moving it around and back and forth. He found her swollen clitoris and squeezed it gently. She tightened and almost growled as she plunged over the edge. She thrust her hips upward and moved against his finger. He could feel the contractions within the pussy continue as the moisture increased. She emitted a long sigh, still holding on to the rigid staff that was his manhood. He took a nipple back into his mouth and slid another finger inside her. It was tight as he moved them around, stretching the insides of the vault of treasure.
“Lie really still, now. He moved his head slowly to her belly. She entwined her fingers in his hair as he moved slowly downward, licking
the hot flesh as he went. He reached the lips and moved his tongue over them, gently exploring the contours and then moving inside her. As the tongue entered she gasped and toppled over the edge and into the pit of ecstasy once again. The contractions began with a ferocity she thought would drive her mad, he continued, and then slowly withdrew, moving back up, over her tummy and onto her breasts. She thrashed back and forth. He reached her neck and kissed the smooth flawless skin there.
He tried to reach behind to the night stand to get a condom. She whispered,
“I started taking the pill when we became engaged. You won’t need them.” He lay on his side and pulled her to him. The warmth that exuded from her body flowed over him; her breasts were sensitive to his the touch of his chest. She began to slowly move her hips against his groin.
He mounted her.
“This is going to be painful and I don’t want to hurt you.”
“Don’t worry about it. I talked to Mom about it. It won’t last
long, and there will be a little bleeding but it will pass.”
He spread her legs to open the entrance for his member. He manipulated it to touch the lips. “Ohhhhhh, that feels so good.”
He moistened the head with her juices and spread the pre-cum that had oozed out. He pushed in further, the moist interior welcomed him. There was resistance as he pushed harder, harder. An exquisite pain shot through her as he pushed past the resistance and began moving back and forth. She found the rhythm and began moving with him. He heard the slow rumble as her contractions began anew. They tightened on him and relaxed, tightened and relaxed, on and on. His thrusts intensified, coming more rapidly, then harder. She could feel him pumping his cum inside her. She raised her legs and wrapped them around his hips and began thrusting upward, faster and faster, as the rush of another orgasm overtook her.
She
relaxed; he was still inside her, not stiff, not soft but firmly in place. They remained in that position for
a few minutes, and then she began to rotate her hips slowly, pushing against him. He began moving with her. No strong, powerful thrusts, just slow movement, him inside her, she holding on to him. Gradually, more intensity came into the movements and they sped up. She tensed up, “Wait for me” he said. She tried, but it was getting beyond her control. “Now,” he said. “Now.” “Now.” They both moved together quicker and quicker until the force of completion hit them both. They came together thrusting, pushing and pumping. When it was over, he rolled over to his side. And then he gathered her into his arms.
She sighed. “Did I hurt you darling?” he asked.
“It hurt a little but not very long. I’m a little sore right now, but oh my God, it was worth it. It was incredible. I can’t believe the feeling it gave me. When you put your finger inside, it drove me crazy. I couldn’t hold it back. It just took over every muscle and fiber of my body.”
He lay there, idly tracing the nipple, still erect. He touched it with his tongue. She moved within his arms, her undulating hips moving against his groin. He moved his hand down, and pushed a finger inside the slick entrance to her cave. Finding her clit again, he rubbed it softly from back to front. He found
the G spot that caused her to tense. Gently back and forth until he took her to the top and over the cliff.
When she became limp and still, he collected her into his arms
and whispered into her ear, “I love you Carrie Reynolds.” They fell asleep in each other’s arms and it was good.
Carrie had just presented him with her pearl of great treasure. The gift a woman can give
only one man and only one time. She offered it with grace, he received it with gratitude.
* * *
They belatedly opened the champagne, and then enjoyed the champagne room service breakfast in bed.
After breakfast, mindful of the tenderness in Carrie’s core, they made love slowly. Both achieved climax but not the mind blowing of the previous evening.
“Did you try to talk to me last night? I was so sleepy, I vaguely remember something.”
“I said
, I love you, Carrie Reynolds. I do.”
“And, I love you right back, Chip Reynolds.”
“Let’s shower and hit the road,” he said.
“Together?”
“Why not,” he said. We can save a little time.”
The shower had plenty of room for the two of them, but they didn’t save any time. With the soaping and drying of each other, it took nearly twice as long.
All dressed and packed, they checked out of the Anatole, packed the truck and headed south on I45 towards Galveston. They were both eager to take on any challenges life chose to throw them, confident as a team they had the strength and love to conquer all.
“I love you Carrie Reynolds.”
“I love you too Chip Reynolds.”
Susan Leigh Carlton lives in Tomball, Texas, a suburb northwest of Houston. She lives with her husband of over 40 years, their two toy poodles and Lissie, her cat.
Susan began writing
in August, 2012, publishing two cookbooks culled from the hundreds of recipes in her mother-in-law’s collection.
She also published
Diabetes: You Can Live With It Or Die From It
Susan recently published her first romance
novel
Loving An Airborne Ranger
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