Hot Like Fire (Dafina Contemporary Romance)

by Niobia Bryant

  "He's going after her," Lisha said from her spot at the left side of the living room window.

  "That mule-headed son of ours? No way," Kael replied from his spot at the right side of the same window.

  "Go after her, Daddy," said Kadina as she watched from her spot in the middle.

  They all peered out as Kade turned to eye Garcelle's car as it sped away. He ran his hand through his hair and kicked the dirt with his boot before he turned amid the flying dust and climbed the stairs to the house.

  "Go ... go ... go," Lisha urged them as they all scattered from the window before they were caught being nosey.

  It was after seven when Kade left Walterboro and headed home. Halfway down Highway 17, the skies opened up, the winds increased in velocity, and he found himself in the middle of a storm. As the rain made anything more than a foot ahead of him disappear, he slowed down to a creeping ten miles per hour.

  He was glad when he finally pulled into his puddle filled yard and dashed into the house. Stripping off the wet clothing by the front door, he carried the bundle into the washroom, located off the kitchen. He took his cell phone and wallet from the pants before he dumped them into the washing machine. The wind rattled the house. Lightning and thunder fought for dominance.

  In his room he turned on the lights and hurried into an old pair of sweatpants and a T-shirt. He used the remote to turn on the TV in the corner. He dried his hair with a towel as he listened to the latest weather update on the local Live 5 news.

  "There is a thunderstorm warning and a tornado watch in the following areas...."

  "A tornado watch?" He dropped down on the bottom of the bed and watched the colorful maps.

  "SCE&G are reporting electrical outages. Nearly five hundred customers are currently without power...."

  Kade frowned as he rose and grabbed a pair of socks from the dresser drawer.

  "Again, if you are in a mobile home, it is best to find more secure shelter, and if you are in a stable home, try to stay close to the center of the home in case the tornado touches down in your area. Wind gusts are currently up to ..

  Garcelle. His face became pensive as he thought of her alone in that mobile home when there was a chance of a tornado touching down in Holtsville. The thought nagged at him. He snatched up his cordless phone and dialed her home number.

  "Hello."

  "Garcelle?"

  "Kade?"

  "Are you okay? I know you're home alone in all of this-"

  The line filled with static, and then the call was disconnected completely.

  He tried to dial her back but got only a busy signal. He didn't think twice as he rushed into a pair of sneakers and snatched up his keys, cell phone, and wallet. He flew down the stairs and out the door and into the storm.

  Garcelle gasped as the lights flickered off. Her family was away to attend the horserace, so she was home alone in the dark. She dropped the cordless phone, knowing it was useless without power. The wind whipped against the house, causing it to sway just a bit. She was alarmed. She was nervous. She wasn't crazy.

  She already had candles situated throughout the house. She reached into her back pocket for the lighter. She decided to light only the candles in the living room, where she could keep an eye on them. With the swaying of the house, the candles could fall over and start a fire.

  She chanced a glance out the window. "Aw shit," she whispered at the sights unfolding before her. Her mouth opened in awe and shock. The winds were causing the trees to bend until the tops touched the ground. Random items, like garbage cans, flowerpots, beer cans, and trash, soared through the air like Frisbees. A plastic lid to a garbage can was flung against the glass door, causing her to jump back nearly a foot before she scrambled to close and lock the big front door.

  She was wishing frugality hadn't won out when she'd debated buying a cell phone when headlights flashed against the living-room wall. A car was in the yard! She jumped up from the sofa and peeked out the door. She flung it open wide at the sight of Kade's Expedition. He dashed out of the vehicle, and she opened the screen door, wincing as the rain immediately pelted her legs, which were exposed in the shorts she wore.

  "Kade," she said as he stepped through the door. He threw an arm around her waist and picked her up, pressing her body against his. She felt his heart hammering against her chest as she wrapped her arms around his neck tightly.

  In that moment, being in his arms felt right.

  He pressed his face into her neck. "I was worried. Damn, the ride over here was the longest ride of my life."

  She nodded as she felt him plant kisses along the length of her neck.

  Kade brought his lips up to her cheek and then to her lips. "I need you, Garcelle. I've been trying fight it, but I do ... I need you. I need you," he whispered against her mouth.

  They stared deep into each other's eyes as the candles flickered and the storm raged around them. In unison, they brought their heads closer to share soft and gentle kisses. It seemed like they shared a hundred of them. Maybe a thousand. Maybe more.

  "I have to have you in my life, Garcelle. I miss you when you're not around the house. I think about you all the time." Kade dropped his head to Garcelle's panting chest. "You make me happy, and I deserve to be happy."

  "Yes," she sighed in pleasure as she brought her hands up to hold his handsome face. "I can make you happy, Kade. I want to make you happy. I want to be in your life and spend time with you. Make love with you. Have fun with you. But, baby, are your ready? Because I don't want to be hurt."

  Kade dropped to his knees, bringing Garcelle with him. He pressed her down to the carpeted floor, then slipped his hand under her T-shirt to squeeze her soft breasts. "I'm ready, Garcelle. I'm ready," he whispered into her open mouth before he kissed her deeply as lightning flashed outside, briefly illuminating the house.

  Garcelle's hands fumbled a bit as she tugged his damp shirt over his head. Her hips writhed as he grinded his hips against her, sending his hardness sliding up and down against the wetness of her core until she thought she would come. She placed her hands on his shoulders and pushed him back onto the floor. She shifted so that she straddled him. She sat up straight and lifted her shirt over her head. Her breasts jiggled a bit as she freed them.

  Kade's breath caught in his chest as she licked her fingers before teasing her own nipples, with a purr. "What the.. . ," he whispered.

  Garcelle bent her legs, exposing her core to him as she sat astride him. She slid her own hands down the length of her body to play in her slick, wet folds. One finger disappeared in the warm depths. She pulled it from her core, and it glistened before she sucked her own juices from that lucky finger.

  Kade felt a fine layer of sweat coat his body. Never had his clothes felt so restrictive. Never had he wanted to bury himself so deeply inside a woman's walls.

  She writhed against the base of his hardness, and Kade winced a bit at the feel of her softness against his aching dick. His hands instinctively rose to grab her waist. Her skin was soft and warm. Perfect. She grinded against him until he felt the moistness of her intimacy dampen his pants. She looked down at him with clouded eyes. "Kiss me," she demanded as she reached behind for his hands and slid them down to her buttocks.

  Kade felt caught in her web. His heart pounded, its beat distinct from the pulsating of his dick. He let his eyes drop to the fullness of her mouth. Yes, he would like to kiss her lips and her breasts and the rose petal-like lips and clit of her core.

  "You are beautiful," he whispered into that intimate space between them as his chin rose. Never before had he felt so taken by a woman so quickly and so easily.

  The thick muscle between his thighs pushed deeply against her softness. It throbbed and ached to nuzzle between her lips and pink flesh until her walls clutched him.

  She laughed coquettishly before she bent down and brought her hands up to hold his face and pressed her lips to his.

  Kade's control broke at the feel of her tongue probing his
lips. He allowed her tongue to slip through his heated lips before she drew his own into her mouth with ease as she worked her hips like they were not under her control.

  "Make love to me, Kade," she said into his open mouth as she looked into his eyes with clear intent.

  "I damn sure will," he answered as he rolled her over and pressed her body down on the floor. He stripped her, with urgency in his movements, before he rose to his knees.

  Garcelle's eyes caressed his features as he removed his clothing and stood between her open legs, naked and virile. He was beautiful. Strong. Sexy. Confident.

  She was consumed by the desire to push him back down to the floor and slide down onto every delicious inch of his rod until his hairs tickled her buttocks. She wanted to ride him until she drained every bit of hardness from him.

  Garcelle purred, feeling high with desire as she spread her legs wider, massaged the curves of her body, then played in the slick, wet folds between her quivering thighs. "I want you now, Kade," she insisted, looking up into his handsome face.

  "I can tell," he teased, his eyes seeming to pierce hers as his hands moved up her squirming body to massage the full, luscious globes of her breasts with supreme skill, making her gasp sharply as chills racked her body. His fingers lightly teased and plucked her thick nipples between deep massages.

  "Feel good?" he asked thickly.

  "So good," she answered.

  His long and hard penis hung heavily from his body, and she shivered as it lightly brushed against her thigh when he bent his upper body down over hers. Blindly, she reached for it, stroking his heat as he lightly circled her nipple with his tongue.

  Never had Garcelle felt so aroused. So free. So uninhibited. So sexy. "Yes, suck them. Aahh, that feels so good," she cried out, arching her back as Kade deepened the sucking motion.

  He grunted in agreement as he pressed her breasts together and suckled both of her nipples between delicious bites and licks.

  Garcelle stroked his hardness until she felt the moisture drizzle from the smooth, thick tip. She felt him shiver, and his dick hardened in her grasp. "Yes, Kade," she whispered into the heated air. "Yes."

  One of his large, masculine hands slid down to pet her kitty, and he pressed his fingers against her throbbing clit in a circular motion that was a mixture of torture and pleasure.

  He hissed in pleasure as one of his fingers and then another slid deep into her. "Damn, it's wet," he moaned against the deep valley of her breasts.

  She moved her hips against his fingers, the sounds of her wetness lightly smacking in the air. "I've never felt like this before," she admitted as she felt tiny spasms fill her core and vibrate her walls. A feeling of great excitement filled her. "I could feel like this forever."

  Kade slid his fingers from her and leisurely licked the juices from them. "It tastes as good as it smells," he told her, looking down at her as Garcelle raised her hands above her head and began to move her body as if there were music playing.

  Kade stopped sucking on his fingers to watch her. Her pendulous breasts shifted to the left as her curvaceous hips moved to the right. Back and forth. Back and forth.

  He felt hypnotized. He swallowed a lump in his throat.

  "Hungry?" she asked as she lifted her legs above head.

  Kade licked his lips. Her mound was plump and directly level with his eyes. He reached out for her hips and jerked her forward on the floor. He bent down to trace the top of his tongue against her lips, opening them slightly as he tasted her clit. He felt a shiver race through his body, and his head was clouded with desire for her.

  Kade turned and lay down on his back on the floor. Following his lead, she straddled his head backwards, on her knees. He inhaled her womanly scent before he nuzzled his lips against hers. His hips arched off the floor as he felt her hands surround his hardness.

  He used his hands to open her lips wide, until her small pink bud was exposed to him. The first flicker of his tongue against it made her body jump. The second flicker made her quiver. The third made her swivel her hips against his tongue.

  "Yes, suck me, Kade," she hummed. "Suck me harder."

  He took the bud between his lips and pulled. It swelled, and he felt her juices drizzle down his chin. He suckled it with quick and deep motions meant to send her over the edge.

  Garcelle collapsed on him, her breasts pressed against the top of his thighs, her fleshy and smooth buttocks cupping his nose as he devoured her femininity like he was starved. He reached up with one hand and lightly slapped one buttock as he pushed his tongue up into her core. Her tight, ridged walls gripped it.

  He had lost the fight to resist her. He wanted nothing more than to bury himself between her heated and moist thighs.

  He watched as Garcelle rose shakily to her feet and then walked into a bedroom. He jumped to his feet and followed her, but she was leaving the room before he could enter. She held up a six-pack of condoms before she grabbed his hands and led him into her own bedroom.

  The red hue of her room fueled his desire as she climbed onto her bed. He climbed on behind her, and Garcelle snuggled close to him and caressed his hardness with her leg as she leaned over to lightly trace his nipple with her tongue. The soft, curly hairs of his chest tickled her tongue as the bud tightened between her lips.

  Kade pushed her back against the bed and climbed between her open legs. He used one of the condoms to sheath his hardness. The tip of his shaft rested lightly between her lips as he leaned his head down to kiss her deeply. She raised her legs and wrapped them tightly around his waist, and with one thrust of his narrow hips, Kade buried his dick deep within her. He felt nothing but the warmth, the moisture, the heat, and the tightness of her center.

  They both cried out. Garcelle writhed beneath him, ready for him to give her more. Kade's body was tense above hers, unable to take much more.

  Slowly, once his climax subsided, he began to stroke his hardness deep inside of her until his soft hairs brushed lightly against her plump mound. He reached for her bent legs and pressed each one down on either side of her head. He winced as her walls tightened down upon him more.

  Garcelle cried out and tossed her head back and forth on the pillows as she swiveled her hips and pulled down on his length.

  Never had he felt so out control. "Damn," he cried out.

  Kade looked down at her. Her hair was splayed across the bed. Her eyes were clouded. Her lips were slightly puffy from being well kissed. Her bronzed cheeks were slightly flushed.

  Time became endless as they made love. The storm raging outside coud not compete with the passion they'd created in that small bedroom.

  Kade wrapped his arms around her waist as he stroked deeply within her moist heat. Their eyes locked as they breathed in each other's essence until they both began to shiver with their rising climaxes. They brought their mouths together and kissed, clutching each other tightly and letting the tumultuous waves glide over their bodies as they gave in to losing control.

  12

  Kade lay on his side and looked down at Garcelle as she slept. The wall was cold against his back and buttocks, his legs and feet hung off the end of the bed, and there was hardly enough room for the two of them, but he was lying beside Garcelle, so there wasn't a better bed anywhere as far as he was concerned.

  She turned on her side and snuggled against him. "Kade," she whispered in her sleep.

  He bent down and kissed her bare shoulder. "I'm right here," he whispered in her ear as he placed his arm over her waist and held her close.

  When Reema died, he never imagined finding a woman who would touch him as deeply ever again. He had fought his attraction and awareness of Garcelle since that first moment he saw her at Kahron's. Even then something about her shook him. He had tried to deny it, but his mind couldn't fight what his body-and his heart-wanted. Last night had been like nothing he had ever experienced. He didn't want to lose that. He didn't want to lose her. He'd had enough loss in his life.