Wet and Wild

by Olivia T. Turner

  I wander over to the framed photos on the wall and step on my toes to look at them. There’s a picture of a large family and my eyes dart right to Cole. It’s weird how I find him immediately even though there must be at least thirty people lined up. I guess we’re in tune on many levels, or maybe it’s because he’s by far the most gorgeous man in the family.

  The family looks rich and happy. The men all have fitted suits on and the women are all dressed up to the nines with fancy gowns and expensive jewelry. I try to imagine myself among them and then feel a dark shadow which comes and forces the nice image out of my mind.

  These are a different class of people. One that you don’t belong to.

  But maybe I could… With Cole by my side, taking care of me.

  My mother’s words are like a virus in the back of my head. “No one is going to take care of you in this world.”

  If she were here, she would tell me that Cole was only after the thing between my legs, and once he had his full, he would be gone.

  Maybe she’s right. Cole and I hardly know each other at all. Maybe he’s just letting me stay because he wants to get between my legs.

  I continue down the hall and my mouth drops open when I look into the bathroom. It’s so big that I wonder if it has its own mini bathroom inside.

  There’s a tub that can fit a whole harem of naked women. My stomach churns and my heart drops when I wonder if he’s had any other women inside it before. We just met so it’s ridiculous to hope that he hasn’t been with a lot of girls, especially considering he’s a rich good-looking fireman, but I can’t help it. I’m getting increasingly jealous about this man.

  The shower is big enough to play basketball in and there are jets shooting out from all angles. It’s too bad this shower wasn’t in my burning building because it looks like it could have single-handedly put out all of the flames.

  I make my way over to the sinks and take a breath of relief when I see only one toothbrush. I’m ashamed to admit it, but I look through every drawer and cupboard. A sudden light giddiness fills me up when I don’t see any signs of a girlfriend. No hidden drawer full of makeup or hair-filled brushes. Not even an extra toothbrush.

  It’s then that I catch my reflection in the mirror. My hair is a hot mess and my face could definitely use a scrubbing after being carried through a burning building. I step on my toes and look at the big fireman jacket wrapped around me, making me look like a kid. I can’t believe his chest and arms are big enough to fill this. The thought is making me wet.

  I don’t want to wash off Cole’s scent, but I also want to be clean for him when he gets home in case he wants to pick up where we left off so I take off the jacket and step into his shower. The water is hot and feels amazing on my tingling skin.

  When I picture him walking in and seeing me naked in his shower, my hand slides down between my legs, wishing another of my fantasies would come true.

  I start rubbing my clit and sliding my fingers through my wet folds, but it’s nothing compared to the feel of his hand down there so I let it go. I’ll wait for him.

  After drying off with his towel that smells like him, I slip on his thick comfy bathrobe and continue looking around.

  His bed has a gorgeous view of the city. It looks like his penthouse suite is situated on top of the clouds.

  I spot a small stream of smoke billowing into the sky in the distance and it clicks that it must be my old building. It appears that the fire is almost out. I hope it is because that would mean Cole is on his way back here.

  Seeing the smoke reminds me of how much I don’t want to return to that shitty building where I can hear gunshots ringing out at night. I want to stay here where I feel safe.

  His bed is enormous and full of big pillows that look so good I bet it would be torture to have to get up in the morning. I let his big robe slide off my shoulders and I climb in between the sheets.

  It’s so soft on my warm skin and I can’t help but moan as I stretch out my legs.

  I’m pretty sure I know what Cole has in mind for us when he returns, but just in case I’m wrong, I start to touch myself to get my scent all over his bed. Let him try to resist me after sleeping in this. It’s going to drive him crazy.

  I know he wants to take me and putting my scent on his sheets is me letting him know that I want to let him. That he can have me in any way he desires, anytime he wants.

  My back arches as I rub my wet clit, thinking back to the possessive way he was looking at me.

  I cum hard and fast and then crash back down to the soft pillows that are waiting to catch my fall. My eyelids are incredibly heavy and I can’t seem to keep them open.

  Sleep overtakes me and I only wake up a few hours later when I hear the front door open.

  It’s nighttime now and the city is buzzing with lights and energy.

  The front door slams shut and I jerk up to a seated position. The blankets fall from my chest, revealing my naked breasts.

  “Addison.” His voice is low and gravelly. I can hear the need in it.

  The master is home.

  Seven

  Cole

  I’m filthy. In more ways than one, but right now I need a shower before I can touch that pure milky skin that’s waiting for me.

  Once the fire was out, Chief had us clear the wreckage and tear down some walls with our axes, looking for any remaining flames that could have been hiding inside the walls. I’ve never worked so fast or so hard, trying to get home so that I can finally claim what’s mine.

  I knew Addison was waiting for me and the thought turned me into a damn maniac until everyone was asking what the hell had gotten into me.

  “Move faster!” I growled back, getting pissed when anyone stopped to take a sip of water or to check their phones.

  As soon as the building was clear, I took off in a cab, not even returning to the firehouse with the boys to get my car. I didn’t want to waste a second.

  The only problem is, I’m a fucking mess. I was working without my jacket so I’m completely covered in soot, ash, sweat, blood, charcoal—you name it I have it on me.

  It’s not like I mind. Seeing my little one with my jacket wrapped around her was the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. Knowing that her naked tits and bare ass were rubbing up against it makes me hard as a rock every time I think about it.

  My balls ache with the need to fuck her, but I’m not going to soil her perfect skin with my filth. Not until I have a shower. Then, I’ll soil her all I want.

  “Addison,” I call out as I look around. “Where are you?”

  “In here,” a little voice calls out. “In the bedroom.”

  My breath quickens as I hurry through my penthouse suite to the bedroom in the corner. It’s dark with only the moonlight to light the way, but I know my way around here and I’m not wasting any time to turn on some lights.

  My heart nearly stops when I see her sitting in my huge bed. She’s naked with the blankets wrapped around her waist and her perky tits look spectacular in the soft lighting. The moonlight is mixing with the fluorescent lights of the city on her skin, making her look magnificent. My breath catches at the sight and I have to lean on the doorframe because my knees feel a little weak.

  Her blonde hair is draped down her shoulders in thick waves and all I want to do is stick my nose in it and smell that sweet coconut scent once again.

  My cock aches as I watch her sitting there, looking absolutely perfect. If I knew that this was what was waiting for me all along, I would have been even more of a maniac on the job, lashing out at anyone who wasn’t working their absolute fastest.

  She looks up at me through her long lashes and smiles. A pain hits my chest. She’s so pure and innocent, so perfect and stunning it hurts.

  “You are beautiful, Addison.”

  Her cheeks blush as she fidgets with the blankets at her waist. “Really?”

  How could she not see how splendid she is?

  “You look at home here,” I continue as
I keep my hungry eyes locked on her. “You are at home here. You’re what’s been missing.”

  She looks up at me and tilts her head. “What do you mean?”

  “I’ve filled this place with every luxury,” I explain. “Giant TVs, expensive art, fine wines, every technological gadget known to man—all to try and fill the void. I never understood why nothing worked. Now I do. I was looking for you. Now that I’ve found you, I feel like my life is complete.”

  Her sexy lips curl up into a smile as she looks at me shyly. “I… I feel the same way.”

  “That’s because we’re meant to be together.”

  “But…” She bites her lip and hesitates. My dick aches as the sight. I desperately want to feel those sweet lips wrapped around my cock. “How can you know that? We just met.”

  My heart is pounding in my chest. I can barely fucking breathe whenever I look at her. I haven’t been able to go three seconds without thinking about her since the moment I saw her.

  “I know.”

  It’s true. I do know. We’re destined to be together. We’re right where we belong—with each other. It’s time to make her see it too.

  I step forward into the room and she raises that sweet little chin of hers.

  “Once I take you, you’ll see. You’ll understand that I’m serious about taking care of you. I’ll always take care of you, Addison. You and our babies.”

  “Babies?” she asks, perking up.

  “At least five,” I say as I slowly walk over to her. Her intoxicating scent is driving me mad.

  “Five?” she whispers as her eyes widen.

  “At least. And we’re going to start tonight.”

  I kneel down in front of her and her excited eyes roam over my jacked arms and shoulders. They’re still pumped from clearing the building and they’re bigger than ever. She seems to like them with the way she’s looking.

  “Keep that sweet little pussy warm for me.” It takes everything I have not to rip those blankets off and claim her tight little cunt right now. “I have to take a shower first, then I’ll take that pussy I’ve been dreaming about all day and put a baby in your womb.”

  “Cole,” she says when I stand up. Her icy blue eyes are sparkling like diamonds.

  I stop and look down at her perfect face.

  “I just want you to know…” Her eyes drop down to the sheets, which she’s fiddling with.

  I touch the bottom of her chin and lift it up until her eyes are back on me where they belong. “Yeah?”

  She swallows hard before continuing. “I saved myself for you. I’m a virgin. I just want you to know that.”

  A flood of warmth radiates through my body as my heart drums in my chest. I didn’t want to think about that in case she wasn’t a virgin. I don’t know what I would have done if I found out that another man had taken what is mine. Images of me hunting him down and choking him until his skin turned cold flashed through my mind on more than one occasion.

  Relief hits me like a ray of sunshine in the storm. Her words have made all of the dark clouds drift away. She saved herself for me. That pussy is ripe and ready to claim.

  My cock hardens to the point of pain. My balls ache with the need to release inside her.

  I can’t hold off any longer. I need to see her virgin cunt. I need a taste to get me through the shower.

  She gasps as I lunge on her like a predator taking down its prey. I grab her chin and claim her mouth in a deep passionate kiss. She moans into my mouth and I swallow each moan and whimper down as I taste how sweet she is.

  Her mouth is mine now. These soft plump lips will never touch another man again. She has to know the rules, and that is on top of the list. I don’t even want to see her kiss a man on the cheeks in greeting. If any man goes near them, he’s dead.

  I sweep my tongue along hers, stealing her breath as I give her mine. When I finally pull away, her cheeks are red and she’s looking lightheaded.

  I hoped the kiss was enough to hold me over until after the shower, but it’s only amped up my need for her. It’s only increased my desire.

  “What are you going to do now?” She looks unsure as she watches me closely. I must have a wild look in my eyes. She’s driving me to the edge where I can barely restrain myself.

  I grab a hold of the blankets and yank them off her. The sweet heady scent of her perfect little pussy hits my nose and a growl bubbles up from my throat.

  I need a taste to hold me over. I can get through a shower if I have her scent on my lips and her smooth tangy taste on my tongue.

  “Spread those sweet legs, little one,” I command as I look down at her naked body.

  She opens her legs for me and I see her pink lips glistening in the moonlight. My heart is pounding so hard I can feel it in my ears as I stare at it with my mouth watering.

  “How old are you?” I ask as I drop to my knees in front of her. I’m not sure if her answer will stop me, but I want to know.

  “Eighteen,” she says in a breathless voice. Her chest is rising up and down as I get closer. Her hard nipples are the same pink as her pussy lips.

  She’s barely legal. It’s time to show her teenage cunt how a real man treats a woman. How her man treats a woman.

  I grab each thigh with my dirty hands, leaving black fingerprints on her flawless skin as I spread her legs even further apart. She drops her head back and moans as I approach, inhaling the warm sugary smell of her sweet nectar that’s dripping out, just waiting for me to lap up.

  She’s gripping the sheets and breathing hard, begging me to take it. She looks desperate for me to claim her wet cunt with my mouth.

  I lick her with a long slow steady lap of my tongue that has her toes curling and her mouth drop open. I’ve never tasted anything so delicious in my whole life. She’s sweeter than candy. She’s juicier than a ripe fruit picked in the rainforest. My cock is throbbing as I eat her out, licking up every last drop of the sweet nectar she’s giving me.

  When my tongue hits her clit, she lets out a sharp cry. I wrap my lips around her little pearl and suck until her legs are shaking on the bed and she’s cumming on my mouth.

  A warm spurt of juices flows out onto my lips and I lick it all up with a moan. She’s fucking perfect.

  Her legs are shaking around me as I continue eating her pussy. I’m not even close to being done with her yet.

  “You taste even better than you look,” I say between heavy licks.

  She just moans back. I don’t think she could talk if she wanted to.

  “You kept this pussy virgin tight for me and I’m going to repay you every day for that.” I slide my tongue through her wet folds all the way up to her clit. “Not one day is going to pass without my tongue in this cunt. Not one night is going to go by without my hard cock pushed deep inside you. I’m going to honor this perfect little pussy with the attention it deserves.”

  “It’s yours,” she cries out. “It’s all fucking yours.”

  Her back arches and she lets out a sharp cry as I give her another orgasm. This time I grind my face against her, spreading her warm juices all over my chin and lips and nose. I want to be covered in her sweetness.

  I still have to wash this filth off me before I can touch her innocent body, but having her sticky nectar coated on my face will let me get through it.

  “Where are you going?” she asks in a desperate tone when I stand back up.

  My eyes are locked on her spread cunt. The thought of her cherry still buried in there, waiting for me to pop is making my whole body tighten.

  “I’m taking a quick shower. And then I’ll be back to take that cherry.”

  Eight

  Addison

  My head is spinning in a good way as I hear the shower turn on.

  I can’t believe Cole just did that to me. How can anyone make someone else feel so good with only his mouth?

  He made me cum twice and it was so easy for him. I’m starting to believe that he really will take care of me like he keeps pro
mising. Or, maybe it’s just wishful thinking.

  It takes me a while to catch my breath and my legs are still shaking on the bed. I look down and see the sexy sight of his dark fingerprints on my thighs. I can still feel them, spreading my legs apart and the tingling sensation is getting me wet once again.

  He’s given me so much pleasure and it dawns on me that I haven’t given him any. I lick my lips wondering what his cock would feel like sliding between them. I’ve never given a blowjob before and Cole’s dick looks like it’s going to be huge from the impressive bulge in his pants. I’m nervous, but I want to try. I want to taste him like he’s tasted me.

  I swing my shaky legs over the bed and grab a hold of the night table as I stand up. The rest of his firefighter outfit is on the floor in the hallway—the sexy yellow pants that are scuffed up, the white tank top that is now covered in soot and charcoal, and his underwear that is wet at the crotch from all of the cum leaking out of his cock.

  The light is on in the bathroom, lighting up the hall as I tiptoe forward. I sneak a peek in and see him naked in the shower, the steam and water obstructing most of the tantalizing view.

  I lick my lips as I walk in. He doesn’t notice me until I open the glass door and step inside. The hot water is rippling down his muscular body, cleaning the filth off his skin. His massive chest has my mouth watering as I watch the droplets racing down over his big pecs and pink nipples. They continue down through the ridges in his hard abs to his pelvis then to his long cock that’s swinging low between his thighs.

  Cole has a beautiful body and he definitely deserves the cover of every fireman calendar ever published.

  “What are you doing, little one?” he asks as he watches me with a grin on his face. “Can’t stand to be apart from me for long?”

  I shake my head as the water hits my back. “That big bed was so lonely without you.”

  The hot water feels so good on my skin. The giant shower head quickly drenches me completely. Luckily, Cole is there to brush back my wet hair from my face.