Burning For Her Kiss

by Sherri Hayes

  Beth’s smile grew wider, but she didn’t comment.

  They didn’t stay long after that. It was already after ten and they both had to be up early the next morning. As they walked out of the club, Drew tried to ignore the fact that he was still hard as a rock. Following Beth out and watching her backside swaying side to side in that tight skirt of hers wasn’t helping.

  Somehow he made it to his apartment, ran inside to grab what he’d need for work the next day, and got back out to his car in under two minutes. Beth knew what was on his mind. She had to. The evidence was front and center for anyone to see.

  When they turned onto her street, Beth instructed him to pull his car into her driveway. Normally he parked on the street at the curb, but he wasn’t going to argue.

  She reached into her purse, and the next thing he knew her garage door was opening. “You can park alongside me.”

  He shot her a quick glance, and then maneuvered his vehicle in beside hers.

  Before he could put the car in park, Beth removed her seat belt and pushed the button to close the garage door. She waited until he shifted gears and turned off the engine before turning in her seat. “Take your seat belt off and push your seat back as far as it will go.”

  Chapter 30

  Drew hesitated and Beth wasn’t sure if he was going to do as instructed. Then he reached down and released the lever allowing him to push his seat all the way back. Smiling, she hiked her skirt up around her waist and climbed on top of his lap, straddling him. He placed his hand on her hips to stabilize her when she began sucking on his neck and moving her hips.

  “Maybe . . . maybe we should go inside.”

  “No.” She snaked her hand down the front of his shirt until she reached his waistband. “I want you, and I want you now.”

  He leaned his head back, giving her better access to his neck. “I want you, too, but . . .”

  She scraped her teeth over his earlobe as she began working him free of his jeans. “But?”

  He groaned and moved his hands down to her legs. Slowly, he started working his way higher until the tips of his fingers were brushing her inner thighs. It was getting hard to concentrate, but there was something she needed him to know first before they went any further. As much as it scared her, Beth knew she needed to own up to her feelings. He’d been nothing but honest and he deserved the same from her.

  Taking a deep breath, she grazed the tips of her fingers over the head of his cock and went for it. “I love you.”

  It took a minute, but she knew exactly when what she’d said registered. Drew froze. The hands that had, moments before, been close to touching the part of her that was wet and throbbing for him were now motionless.

  Beth’s heart skipped a beat as she waited for his reaction.

  Drew turned his head so he could see her. He searched her face and then looked into her eyes. “Say it again.”

  It wasn’t a command. More of a pleading request.

  She swallowed nervously, but held his gaze. “I love you.”

  Doubt flickered across his face. “Beth, please don’t say it unless you really mean it. I don’t want you to feel . . .”

  Beth placed her index finger over his lips and he stopped talking. “I was talking to Katrina tonight and I realized something. When I overheard you telling your dad that you loved me and wanted to spend the rest of your life with me, I was overcome with fear. Fear that it was too soon. That if we admitted how important we were to each other after such a short time then the heartbreak would be even worse when it fell apart.” She paused. “But she reminded me that love takes as long as it takes. It doesn’t always follow the timetable we think it should.”

  Removing her finger from over his mouth, she caressed the side of his face. “I’m still scared out of my wits, but you deserve to know how I feel. That I’m emotionally invested in this relationship, too.”

  His lips curled up in a smile. “I never doubted your commitment, Beth. Never.”

  She smiled. “Thank you for that.”

  They sat grinning at each other, enjoying the moment, until he shifted beneath her, drawing her attention back to their current position. Beth’s hand was still tucked down the front of his pants and she was still straddling him with her skirt up around her waist.

  With a mischievous glint in her eye, she used her free hand to reach between them and push her panties out of the way. “Push your jeans down. I want your cock inside me and I don’t want to wait until we get inside.”

  He swiftly moved to obey. Even in the confines of his vehicle, it didn’t take him more than a few seconds to push his pants down around his thighs. His erection popped free and Beth’s mouth watered. If they had more space, she would have gone down on him first. As it was, there just wasn’t room. Plus, after opening herself up to him like she had, she really needed to feel him inside her.

  Drew scooted down some to help with the angle as she positioned herself over his cock. She lowered herself down a little at a time, holding her breath as he filled her. When he was finally in all the way, they stared at each other. This was different. It felt different. Yet it was familiar at the same time. She recognized it for what it was, and also that never once had she felt this way with Ben.

  Moisture pooled in her eyes and tumbled down her cheeks. Drew wiped the tears away as they fell. It was such a loving gesture and it only made her flood of emotion worse.

  “What is it? Am I hurting you? Is the angle wrong?”

  His voice was full of anxiety. She knew she had to do something, so she pressed her mouth against his. He kissed her back even though she knew he was bewildered.

  Beth opened her eyes and met his gaze, her lips hovering a breath away from his. “Nothing’s wrong. In fact, right now I’m pretty close to perfect.”

  A lightbulb seemed to go off in his head and he captured her mouth once more in a kiss—this one more passionate than the last—and pulled her against him. Beth could have chastised him or pushed him away, but instead she went with it, kissing him back with an equal amount of enthusiasm.

  Gradually, their lower bodies seemed to get with the program and they began grinding against each other. Beth moved her hands under his shirt as she rocked her hips. She felt as if she couldn’t get close enough.

  Drew seemed to feel the same way. His hands were constantly in motion along her back, ass, and legs. It only drove the flames higher. She was quickly racing toward her climax. Part of her yearned to reach that peak, but there were other parts that didn’t want it to end. Beth wanted to stay like this for as long as possible.

  They kept kissing and touching. She had no idea how long it went on, but eventually the orgasm knocking at her door was impossible to ignore. Tilting her hips forward slightly, she increased the pressure against her clit with every downward movement. Drew caught on to what she was after and splayed one of his hands on her hip, helping to guide her movements.

  As she got closer, she stared into his eyes, doing her best to match her breathing with his. “Breath with me. Come with me.”

  It was something Beth had read about, synchronizing your breathing with your partner’s. She’d tried it once before—with Ben—but he’d never quite gotten it. Drew, however, followed her instructions perfectly. When she inhaled, he did. And when she exhaled, Beth felt his warm breath blow across her moist lips.

  Everything else fell away as they moved. She’d always felt a connection with Drew, but this seemed to amplify it. Slowly they climbed, inching toward the finish. When she felt that tightening in her belly, she gasped and his breathing stuttered as well. It was coming, and Beth could tell it was going to be intense. She anchored herself, digging her fingers into his shoulders.

  “Beth.”

  Her name came out as little more than a whisper, but there was so much emotion behind it. Her legs began to shake. Then her arms. It was as if the energy could no longer be contained and was leaking out through her limbs.

  Beth’s orgasm hit her with a forc
e she’d never imagined to be possible. She screamed, needing to let it out and unable to keep it inside even if she’d tried.

  Somewhere in the mental chaos, Beth felt a spasm work its way through Drew’s body, but it was only when she floated back to earth that she realized they’d done it. They’d climaxed together, or pretty close to it anyway, and it had been better than she imagined.

  Her heart was still pounding in her chest, so she buried her face in the curve of his neck until she was fairly sure she could speak normally again. “Wow.”

  “Yeah. Wow.”

  His hands roamed up and down her back, making her feel completely safe and content. It was too bad they would have to go inside soon.

  ***

  If not for the cramped position, Drew could have stayed there in his car with Beth on his lap all night. That and the fact that he could feel the evidence of their activities leaking down the inside of his leg.

  “We should go inside, but I don’t want to move,” she said.

  Instinctively, he held her closer. “I don’t either.”

  Beth was quiet for several moments. “I meant what I said earlier.”

  He knew what she was referring to and he grinned. “I know.”

  After a few more minutes, Beth sighed, and climbed back over to her side of the vehicle. He looked down at his lap and, even in the dim light, he knew that he was going to need a shower.

  She rearranged her clothes enough to be decent, and leaned over to kiss him. “Now every time you get into your car for the next few days you’re going to be reminded of what we just did.”

  Tangling his fingers in her hair at the base of her neck, he gazed into her eyes. “I’m not sure I’ll ever be able to forget that.”

  She smiled. “Good.”

  He waited until she exited the car before reaching into the back to get his bag. By the time he got out of the car, she was already inside. Drew waited at the bottom of the stairs while she walked through the downstairs, making sure the house was locked up for the night, and then followed her to the second floor.

  As much as he wanted to ask her to join him in the shower, he didn’t. It was edging closer and closer to midnight. Her alarm would go off at five. While he couldn’t seem to get enough of Beth, Drew also knew that they both needed their sleep.

  After toweling off, he didn’t bother to put any clothes on as he made his way back into Beth’s bedroom. She was turned on her side, facing away from him. The only part of her he could see clearly was the back of her head and the tops of her shoulders.

  It wasn’t until he was about to get into bed that he realized she was already asleep. He pulled back the covers and slipped under the blanket. Beth must have felt the movement because she rolled over.

  Trying not to wake her, Drew positioned himself as carefully as possible. He thought he’d been successful until he felt her move again—this time she migrated closer to him. Her hand grazed his abdomen before sliding back down on the bed.

  Drew lifted her hand—her left hand—and kissed her ring finger. After tonight, he was hoping that one day in the not too distant future she’d agree to marry him. Hearing her say that she loved him had warmed him down to his toes. He just needed to be patient.

  He brushed the hair away from her face, and she released a contented sigh. Drew laid his head on his pillow and gently rubbed his thumb along her cheek. “I love you, Beth Davenport. I will burn for you for the rest of my days. All you have to do is say the word and I’m yours forever.”

  Lowering his hand, he closed his eyes and let sleep claim him.

  When the alarm woke him the next morning, he felt the mattress shift under her weight as she reached up to the nightstand to turn it off. Blinking, he opened his eyes and was greeted with the most amazing view of her backside. “Now, that’s something I could get used to seeing every morning.”

  Beth glanced over her shoulder and quirked an eyebrow at him.

  He circled his arm around her waist and tugged her down on top of him. Palming her ass, Drew pressed his morning wood against her stomach. She looked so beautiful with her hair all mussed from sleep, which did nothing to help the state he found himself in.

  “What do you think you’re doing?” There was laughter in her eyes so he knew he wasn’t in too much trouble.

  “Getting my hands on your delectable ass.” He gave her derriere a squeeze.

  “Yes, well, this is the only way you’re going to be getting your hands on this ass for the next twenty-four hours if we don’t get a move on.”

  Drew groaned.

  Beth laughed and extracted herself from his greedy hands. “Think you could use another shower this morning?”

  It took only a second for him to realize what she was offering, and less time than that for him to jump out of bed.

  She chuckled.

  “Did you really think I’d pass up a chance to see you naked and wet?” he asked.

  Lifting her tank top over her head, she tossed it into the hamper. His gaze immediately went to her tits. She knew what she was doing, of course, and smirked as she pushed the shorts she’d worn to bed down her legs.

  He swallowed. His cock was standing at full attention.

  She bent down to pick the clothing up from the floor, making sure she turned enough for him to get a good view of her backside. His erection pulsed and he clenched his fists together. If she kept this up, he wasn’t sure he would be able to control himself.

  Luckily, she must have realized he was hanging on by a thread because she strolled over to stand in front of him. “Do you like?”

  “Very much.”

  She took hold of his cock and he closed his eyes. “If we had more time, I’d make you earn your release.”

  Why did the thought of that turn him on so much? “Yes, Mistress.”

  Beth ran the pad of her thumb over the head of his penis until it began leaking pre-cum. His breathing was already starting to become labored. He was so turned on. It wouldn’t take much to send him over the edge. He closed his eyes, enjoying the feel of her hand on him . . . and then she was gone.

  Drew opened his eyes and saw she was halfway across the room.

  “Are you coming?” she asked.

  He moved as fast as his feet would carry him into the bathroom behind her. Whether he came or not would be up to Beth. As they stepped into the enclosure, Drew realized that he hadn’t masturbated since that first night with her. He hadn’t had any desire to do so.

  That wasn’t entirely true. Pretty much every time he thought about Beth he ended up aroused. It was a given. The difference was that on some level, he didn’t feel it was his right anymore. His body belonged to her as much as his heart did.

  Water cascaded down on them and he reached for her loofah and body wash. It had become an unspoken rule between them that when they showered together, he would wash her. Only once had that not happened due to a lack of time and afterward, he’d longed for another opportunity so he could worship her body the way she deserved.

  “A penny for your thoughts?” she asked as he ran the sponge up the inside of her thigh.

  Drew grinned. “I was thinking about how much I enjoy this. Washing you.”

  She stepped closer, trapping his hand between them. “So do you like getting dirty or clean better?” Her mouth hovered over the pulse in his neck and he willed her to use her teeth.

  “Both.”

  Beth hummed and sucked the beating flesh into her mouth. He groaned and dropped the sponge in favor of grasping her hips. She wrapped her leg around his waist and he moved his left hand to support her leg.

  “Do you want me?” she asked, her teeth worrying his skin.

  She raked her nails down his back and he gasped. “Yes.”

  The next thing he knew, she was anchoring her arms around his neck and pulling herself up. Instinct kicked in and Drew cupped her ass, bringing her in line with his erection.

  “Put your cock inside me and show me what it is you want.”


  He didn’t need to be told twice. Turning them, he used the shower wall as support and lined himself up with her entrance. Feeling her muscles contract around him as he pushed inside made him feel as if he’d died and gone to heaven. It was truly a spiritual experience.

  Doing as she’d asked, he dug his fingers into her ass and thrust his hips upward. Beth clung to him as he pounded into her against the wall. Soon he was sweating and it had nothing to do with the steam coming off the shower.

  Beth must have been as primed as he was because it didn’t take long before she reached between them and began rubbing her clit.

  “I love it when you do that.”

  She gripped the back of his neck hard. “You like knowing I’m pleasuring myself?”

  “Yes.” It was all he could do to hold on to his sanity knowing he was fucking her up against a wall while she was trying to make herself come.

  Drew thought he felt her grin, but he wasn’t sure. Her fingers were forked so that with each thrust, she rubbed him and her clit at the same time. He could feel his balls tightening.

  Then, without warning, she threw her head back and released a loud moan as she reached her climax. He felt her muscles hug his cock and watched her face turn a bright shade of red.

  He clenched his jaw, waiting, hoping she would give him permission to come. As he waited, he kept up a steady movement, not sure if he should stop or keep going. Finally, she met his gaze. There was something in her expression that he didn’t like.

  “Let me down.”

  Drew guessed that was his answer. He shouldn’t be surprised. She’d let him orgasm every time they’d had sex so far. He knew sooner or later, she’d decide otherwise.

  Once her feet were back on the ground, Drew tried his best to calm himself down. That was until she shocked the hell out of him with her next command. “Use your hand. I want to see you make yourself come for me.”

  She was serious, so after a moment, he reached down and took his cock in his right hand. Beth picked up the loofah, giving him another stellar view of her butt. He groaned and increased his pace. At this rate, it wouldn’t take him long. He’d been on the edge when he’d been inside her.