Read The Hot Line Online

Authors: Cathryn Fox

Tags: #Erotica, #General, #Fiction

The Hot Line (4 page)

Wanting to keep the intimate contact at all times, he pulled her closer. Her small hands raced around his neck, her fingers linked together.

Seeking an even deeper intimacy, Mitch put his lips close to hers and ravished her mouth. Warm and firm, she pressed against him. Aching to feel his cock inside her hot heat, he pulled her bottom lip between his teeth and sucked until her mouth was raw and swollen. His tongue sank inside, an urgent exploration. With deep, hungry thrusts he lashed against the side of her mouth, and then tangled his tongue with hers, swiping her teeth, her lips. As they traded kisses for a long time, her arms tightened, holding him to her, offering herself up to him completely. Her body melted against him as he pillaged her with his tongue. When she gave a needy whimper, an unexpected rush of emotions and sensations ripped through him and caught him off balance. Mitch broke the kiss and inched back.

Sara sucked in air, her eyes smoldering. She touched his cheek and whispered in a soft tone, “Wow.” A flurry of emotions passed over her face and he wondered what she was thinking.

His body thrummed, and blood pulsed through his veins. His grin was slow and easy, even though that kiss had shaken him to his core. He worked to compose himself before he dropped to his knees, dragged her down along with him, and fucked her until sunup.

Reining in his lust, he said, “Wow yourself.”

Fuck…
he cursed under his breath, berating himself for feeling so emotional. He tried to keep his feelings under wraps—he really did—but with just one kiss, the little vixen had broken through his defenses without even trying.

Her seductive voice pulled him from his musings. “Maybe seeing you naked will help with the resuscitation.” She gripped his shirt and tugged.

Mitch stepped back, tore off his shirt in one swift movement, and discarded it.

“Keep going,” she whispered, her voice low and hoarse.

His pants and everything under them followed until he stood before her stark naked, his arousal throbbing, clamoring for her undivided attention.

“Oh my,” he heard her murmur as dark eyes latched on to his cock. “I believe we’ve just found the necessary
tool
.” She wiggled her finger, motioning him closer.

When he stepped into her personal space, her soft hand closed around his shaft and stroked gently. She moaned, low in her throat. Her fingers felt like fire on his flesh. Her other hand slipped between his legs and cupped his balls. As she cradled them with the utmost care, her thumb caressed his sac.

Sweet fuck!

His cock clenched and tightened; his sperm put on their running shoes and lined up at the starting gate. Dammit, the last thing he wanted was to explode on impact. He was a firefighter, not a crash-test dummy for Christ’s sake. He eased back, his cock throbbing and begging for release as it slipped from her hand. Her groans of protest morphed into moans of pleasure when he gathered her in his arms and laid her out on the cushiony chair. Heat and desire colored her skin from head to toe, making her look so damn sexy.

He needed to fuck her. Good God, did he ever need to fuck her. But first he wanted to help cool her body down. By any means possible.

Reaching behind him, he pulled his ice-cold water bottle from his jacket. Sara watched his every movement. “I think the first thing we need to do is gain control over that fever. You’re burning up.”

He snapped open the lid on the bottle and offered her a drink. When she finished, she handed it back.

“Thanks,” she whispered. “That’s much better.”

If she thought that was all he had in mind for the ice water, she was sadly mistaken.

Mitch inched her legs open and nestled himself in between them. He leaned over her. “You’re still dangerously hot, Sara. Let me check your temperature.” Pressing his arms to the chair on either side of her, he bent forward, swiped her nipple with his tongue and then drew it into his mouth for a thorough taste. He released a low moan as her bud tightened in heavenly bliss.

“Oh God,” she cried, quivering beneath him.

Mitch scraped his teeth over her tender flesh. “You’re burning up, babe. Extreme measures definitely need to be taken.”

He went back on his heels and without warning poured a generous amount of cold water over her breasts. The water practically sizzled when it reached her hot flesh.

Her eyes sprung open. Her body trembled. “That’s cold,” she whimpered.

In his most serious, professional voice he said, “It’s the only way to take down the fever, Sara.”

Mitch dipped his head and watched the droplets slide off her nipples and pool in the valley between her mounds. He gulped air as his throbbing cock jutted forward and brushed against her drenched pussy.

She gyrated until the tip of his shaft breached her opening. Mitch inched back, spread her pussy wide, and poured cold water over her hot center.

“Oooh, that feels so good,” she murmured.

His thumb went to her clit. He circled her hard bud slowly and bent forward to lap at the water pooling on her chest.

She began panting, her breath coming in labored bursts. Long fingers tunneled through his hair and he could feel her heart pound inside her chest. Mitch eased a finger inside her pussy, offering her only a little at a time. She was so goddamn tight he wondered how she’d handle his cock.

“More,” she cried out, writhing beneath him.

Deciding it was well past time to alleviate the pull in her body, he changed the tempo, giving her exactly what she needed to bring her to climax. Increasing the pressure on her clit, he tongued her tight nipples, nipping, nibbling, and sucking until the soft quakes at her core became stronger and stronger.

“Mitch…”

“I know, babe, I know.” He took a quick drink of water, and held it in his mouth. Sliding down her body, he slipped another finger inside her. His mouth moved to her pussy, where he released the water. The second the cold liquid hit her hot clit, she tumbled into an orgasm.

“Yes,” she cried out, fisting his hair, her sex muscles spasming and clenching. Her face lit in euphoria. Mitch worked his tongue over her throbbing clit, lavishing her cunt with his undivided attention, prolonging the pleasure as she rode out every last delicious quake.

He held her for a long time, until she stopped quivering. After a comfortable moment Mitch slid up her body, leaned over her, and said, “I believe your kitty is purring again, Sara.”

Her hand slid over his chest, slowly, seductively. “Really? I don’t hear a thing,” she said, eyes wide and innocent as her hand traveled lower, until she gripped his cock. “I believe there really is only one
tool
that will do the trick.”

He grinned. “You’re a wild woman, Sara Jack.”

“Wild and
wanton
woman,” she corrected, stroking his shaft until he just about exploded. “I think it’s time to plug that
tool
in, Mitch.”

“Keep that up and my
tool
will run out of power before I get started. And I don’t think your kitty wants to wait while I have to recharge.”

Sara laughed out loud and gave him a light and easy kiss on the mouth. It rocked his world.

He pushed one finger inside her heat. Her eyes lit with pleasure and she shifted beneath him. “It’s pretty hot in there, Sara. I guess I’d better gear up properly.” He reached behind him, grabbed a condom from his jacket, and quickly sheathed himself.

When he turned back to face her, her eyes were wide and anticipatory, her smile was soft and perfect, and her gorgeous body was wide-open and welcoming. When she reached her hand out to him, myriad emotions rushed through him.

“Come here, baby,” she said, in the sweetest, nicest, girl-next-door voice.

The sudden need to lose himself in her became so intense, it was almost painful. He began trembling from head to toe.

“My pleasure,” he whispered, his voice barely recognizable to himself. He pressed his lips to her quivering flesh and kissed a path to her mouth, taking time to indulge in her belly button, her breasts, and the deep hollow of her throat before his lips climbed higher to close over hers.

“Mmmm…” she moaned and drew his tongue into her mouth, tasting and savoring him like she couldn’t get enough. He knew that feeling all too well.

His cock probed her opening and no longer could he play their seductive little game or fight down his carnal cravings. He needed her. Now. Hard and fast.

When her hips bucked forward, his composure completely vanished. His voice came out rough, edgy. “I need to fuck you, Sara.”

“Yes, fuck me, Mitch. I want your cock inside me,” she murmured, making him forget all rational thought.

Her tight pussy lips closed around his engorged tip and prompted him into action. He balanced his arms beside her head and in one swift movement slammed into her, hard and fast. With that first sweet contact, an intoxicating mix of heat and fire curled around him.

He threw his head back and growled. “Jesus,” he cried out as her sheath scorched him. Sara began rocking and her legs slipped around his back, tightening over his ass, taking every inch of his girth inside her.

He matched her movements, driving harder and harder, going deeper and deeper yet never getting deep enough. Her hands clawed at his back, her teeth biting into his flesh. Mitch drew a quick, sharp breath but was unable to fill his lungs. As he pumped harder and deeper, his skin grew tight, his balls constricted and he could feel pressure brewing deep inside him.

“I’m not going to last, babe,” he said on a moan.

He inched back and glanced into her eyes to gauge her reactions. The desire reflecting there became his undoing. His cock began to pulse and throb, and he knew release was only a push away.

Her legs tightened around him, her fingers burrowed through his hair. “I’m…” she said, her words falling off as her muscles bunched and her liquid desire seared his shaft.

He felt her muscles tighten around his cock. Flames surged through him and his senses exploded. He bucked forward, driving his cock impossibly deeper. As her juices dripped over him, fire pitched through his blood.

When she came apart in his arms, Mitch gave himself over to his own orgasm. He threw his head back and came on a growl, enjoying and savoring every delicious pulse. A moment later he collapsed into a heap beside her and angled his body to pull her in close. She turned to face him, her hand going to his cheek, a contented sigh cutting through the silence.

After their breathing regulated and their tremors subsided, she whispered into his mouth, “I believe
now
my kitty is purring.” The satisfaction written all over her face filled him with male pride.

He chuckled, slipped his hand between their bodies, and dipped a finger inside her. “I believe it might actually be singing a show tune.”

Sara laughed out loud and swatted him.

“Hey,” he said, loving her playful side, “play nice or I just might have to tie you up and spank you.”

Her eyes went wide with anticipation, with excitement. “Really? Is that something you’d like to do, Mitch? One of your own fantasies perhaps?”

Before he had time to answer, a noise outside the pool house gained their attention.

Body tense, Mitch pressed his fingers to his lips. Sara nodded in understanding. A moment later he heard Nick’s and Cassie’s whispered words, then a splash in the pool.

Mitch quickly removed his condom and went in search of a tissue.

“In my housecoat,” Sara whispered. Mitch pulled out a couple of tissues and, after wetting them with his ice water, washed himself.

“Christ, that’s cold,” he whispered.

Sara grinned. “No kidding.”

“Don’t worry. You’re next,” he said. After he washed himself, he slipped between her legs and wiped her down. She shivered but he suspected it wasn’t from the icy water.

Once that was completed, he climbed back in beside her. Sara pitched her voice low. “Looks like we’re going to be stuck here for a while.” She touched her finger to his lips, her eyes dark, seductive. “What should we do now?” she asked, arching into him, her body giving a little shiver.

Noticing that the temperature around them had dropped a few degrees, Mitch wrapped his arms around her body, offering his warmth. “I guess we wait,” he said.

Sara got quiet for a moment, as though deep in thought. A moment later she crinkled her brow and asked, “Don’t you have somewhere else to be?”

She didn’t come right out and say it, but her words implied that he might have other calls to take, other women to satisfy.

He shrugged easily and lowered his voice to match hers. “I’m covered at the station and I have my phone for emergencies. I don’t have anywhere to go if you don’t,” he assured her, knowing that if he spent any more time in her arms, it’d be emotional suicide at best.

Sara was merely in it for the fantasy, and he wasn’t naive enough to believe otherwise.

She curled her body against him and marched her fingers over his chest. He grinned, his cock stirring to life as her body molded to his. “Well, since my
tool
needs time to recharge, maybe we can sleep…or talk,” he added as an afterthought, eager to learn more about Sara, who she was and what made her tick.

“Okay,” she agreed readily, bright eyed and bursting with questions. “Tell me, have you always wanted to be a firefighter?”

He nodded. “I think all boys want to grow up to be a fireman.”

“But not all do. What kept you on that path?”

“My dad. He’s a firefighter, retired now, though. I spent more time at the station than I did at home.”

“And your mom?” Sara trailed her fingers over his chest and abdomen.

“She worked part-time as a baker and was more than happy for me to hang out at the station.” He rolled his eyes. “Apparently I was a bit of a handful. Always getting into trouble. The guys at the station put me to work, keeping my hands busy and out of mischief.”

Sara’s soft chuckle morphed into a moan when his fingers went to her nipples. He stroked her there, slowly and sinuously, as though it was the most natural thing in the world for him to do.

She cleared her throat. “Ah, yeah, I can see how those hands of yours have gotten you into trouble a time or two.”

Other books

When Dreams Come to Life by H.M. Boatman
The Vampire And The Nightwalker by Sweet and Special Books
La incógnita Newton by Catherine Shaw
The Secret of Ferrell Savage by J. Duddy Gill & Sonia Chaghatzbanian
The Black Echo by Michael Connelly
Obsession by Sharon Cullen
Lucky You by Carl Hiaasen
Star Road by Matthew Costello, Rick Hautala
Forest of Whispers by Jennifer Murgia


readsbookonline.com Copyright 2016 - 2024