Burning Desire

by Scarlett Avery

  “I dare you to do it. I’d love nothing more than for you to give me a good reason to fuck your ass.”

  “You know I like it when take me to the wild side. So don’t worry, you won’t hear me protest.” She throws me a challenging glance before wiggling her sexy body away from me and running across the room.

  “I see. You want to play, huh? Then let’s play.”

  She giggles as she dashes into the bathroom she’s been obsessing over since she first laid eyes on it.

  “Seriously?” I huff, amused by her friskiness. “You can’t complain I haven’t given you a fair warning.” I run after her. There she is, standing in front of me naked with her hands on her hips as if to say, Come and get it. I grip the doorframe, blocking her exit, aware that if my rock-hard cock doesn’t get relief soon, I’ll explode. I drink her in from head to toe, mesmerized by every single curve of her delectable body.

  “Oh, you’re going to get it now,” I warn, shaking my head.

  “Uh-huh.” She rolls her eyes at me. “Instead of making promises, why don’t you come over here and fuck me.”

  “Is that a challenge?” I stop dead in my tracks and pin her with a dark stare. “What’s gotten into you, Ali? You’re so much bolder than usual. New York City is bringing out this minx I barely recognize and you’re forcing me to punish you for demanding too much of me.”

  “Am I putting too much pressure on you? I guess you don’t want me as badly as you profess to. Either that or older men can’t keep up. After all, you’re pushing thirty. Is that it?” She daringly smacks her own ass as if to prove her point.

  “You little—”

  Horny as hell, I close the gap between us until her sweet ass comes up against the countertop.

  “Shit,” she says on impact. “Okay, maybe I shouldn’t have pushed your buttons like this. Is it too late to say I’m sorry?”

  “Damn right it is.” I grin before claiming her mouth in a hard kiss. Ali melts into me and she purrs.

  Her hands wrap around the back of my neck and she slides her fingers into my hair, tugging, pulling and scratching. Fuck. She’s driving me mad. “Jake, please.”

  “You don’t have to ask twice, baby.” Unable to hold back any longer, I turn her around, tear off my t-shirt and push her upper body forward until she hovers over the counter. I catch her by the arms and lower myself against her back until my lips touch her ear. “Since you’re so intent on me fucking you, why don’t you watch how you come undone in the mirror while my cock pounds you?”

  “Hah,” she exhales with eyes half closed. My blood is scalding hot with the need to bury myself as deep as possible inside her wetness. Ali bites down on her lip and nods. “I’d love that.”

  “I’m glad we’re both in agreement.” Our eyes lock for a long second before we both smile.

  Without lowering my eyes, I unzip my pants and I take my cock in hand, aligning my head with her opening, ready to charge. Fuck. I forgot.

  Unwillingly, I wrench back. “Wait. Let me get a condom.”

  Ali blinks as if pulling herself from a hazy fog. “I’m on the pill. I’ve been for a while,” she says, staring at me. “And… I’m healthy… I mean I’ve always used a condom with other boyfriends.”

  Is she serious? Taking her bareback is a fucking dream. Nothing compares to that mind-blowing skin-on-skin sensation. “I’m clean as well, Ali. But I need to be one hundred percent sure you want this.”

  She nods. “I trust you. I want to feel you inside me and I don’t want any barriers between us.”

  Satisfaction roars through me. Goddammit, this is going to be unforgettable. I pull down my pants and boxer briefs with one hand until they hit the floor. I step out to free myself, ready to fuck her senseless. I tug her upward so I can whisper into her ear and meet her hazel eyes in the mirror. “Ali, tell me you want me inside you. Tell me you want me buried so fucking deep, I’ll never want to find my way back out ever again.”

  She leans her cheek against mine. I could get drunk just admiring her exquisite face. “I want you to fill me up so completely you make it impossible for me to ever contemplate being with another.” Something about the way she responds tells me her answer is bigger than this moment.

  “Oh, my baby.” That’s all I need to hear.

  Still holding her arms behind her back, I bend my knees, tilting her hips, and I slide my dick into her heady pussy. “Fuck, it’s been too long,” I growl.

  “It has.” She moans and bears her ass down on me, taking me in deeper.

  Shit. She’s so damn enticing, slippery and irresistible.

  “Being inside of you like this without any barriers between us is overwhelming, unbelievable and electrifying all wrapped into one,” I grunt, doing my best to steady myself to avoid shooting my load too early. “It’s as if I’m plugged directly into your overpowering energy.”

  “Faster, Jake.” Her eyes are glazed over with sheer lust and just looking at her this way sets me off.

  I bottom out inside her, my balls settling against her clit. “That’s it, swallow all of my dick.” I slow down my cadence and bring it to a halt before leaning towards her to bite down on the soft tendon that runs between her neck and her shoulder. She screams out in ecstasy. She wiggles her body against my stomach, her hands fist and unfist, her nails scratching my skin.

  “Christ, you can’t be serious,” she barks. “I’m going to go mental if you remain still like this. Please, don’t do this. You have to move. I need you to move.” Molten hazel eyes plead with me in the mirror, her hips gyrating, determined to tempt me back into motion.

  I groan. “Jesus, Ali. Are you trying to fuck me?” I loosen my grip to allow her to move. The way I’ve got her arms restrained, there’s only so much she can do. In her growing frustration she reaches between my legs and squeezes my balls hard.

  “Oh, shit.” She catches me by surprise and it takes me a fraction of a second to react. I let her struggle for a moment to allow her to work out her pent-up energy and then I tug her back against me. “What do you want?”

  “I want more of you.”

  It takes an excruciating feat of discipline to hold still. I want to drive my throbbing cock so deep inside her until I explode gushing between her thighs, but I need to hear her beg once more. “Say it. Tell me exactly what you want from me or I’ll leave you like this.”

  “You… You wouldn’t…”

  I curl up the side of my mouth and raise an eyebrow in lieu of an answer. She flushes from her cheeks down her neck to her chest, where her heavy tits hang, waiting for me to grope and tease them. She licks her lips before answering. “Please fuck me.”

  Oh, yeah. My dick jerks inside her, ready to give her exactly what she craves. “How do you want it?”

  “You can fuck me here in the bathroom or you can drag my body onto the balcony or if you prefer to throw me on the king-size bed in the bedroom and fuck me until my legs tremble, I don’t care. I just need you,” she rushes out.

  I reward her with a satisfied chuckle. “Ali, get ready for the ride of your life.”

  Obedient, she places her hands on each side of the counter and holds on tight as if her life depends on it. Her wicked smile and her urgent need escalate my desire for her. I lean on top of her body, my weight pressing her belly against the cold marble countertop, as I gently pull her long hair back to kiss her cheek. I grab on to her waist with my free hand and I enter her with eagerness. She gasps.

  I hold her firmly as I direct the cadence of each thrust. My hips slap against her delicious ass and the faster and deeper I fuck her the more she begs for it.

  “You’ve been dying to get my attention all day, well, now you have it.”

  I pull her closer to me so I can enter her even deeper. I release one hand from her hips to pull back her head as I stick my tongue in her ear while holding her gaze in the mirror. My heart is pounding like a drum and I’m sweating from being so turned on.

  “Are you going to come for me agai
n?”

  “Huh,” she whimpers. I catch a glimpse of her glazed eyes and I know she’s so far gone she most likely no longer remembers her own name. I can’t help but smile.

  I reach down to caress her clit, alternating between soft and urgent touches. Each time I tease her node, I enter her deeper and deeper. She screams with pleasure as her pussy pulsates from my sensual touch. Her body convulses and her breath comes out in sharp pants.

  “I asked you a question,” I press.

  “Ah,” she pants, unable to answer.

  “If you don’t answer, I’ll force it out of you, Ali,” I warn.

  “Shit,” she grunts low.

  I part her cheeks with my free hand and I slide a finger in her ass, delving, teasing and toying greedily. She’s so caught up in her own ascent to heaven, she’s unable to protest.

  “I know you’re close, baby. Answer me or I’ll torture you longer.”

  “Yes, yes, yes. I’m going to explode again.”

  I’m so fucking aroused from watching her lose control at my mercy I know my pending release will be long and likely to cause me to pass out. The next stroke is merciless. I curse, then slowly withdraw and I swing my hips back before ramming back into her, shoving her whole body forward. I thrust over and over again, knocking a moan out of her every single time.

  Her body trembles under the assault. “Oh, baby, I’m just getting started,” I grunt.

  “Oh, Jake,” she cries out.

  I stroke her clit with a lingering, almost punishing circular motion.

  “God,” she gasps, quivering.

  “Let go, baby. Let go.”

  “Ahhhh. I’m close.”

  I grab her head in both hands before licking the inside of her ear as I pound faster into her. “Come hard for me, Ali,” I order, pounding deep inside her again.

  If the counter wasn’t made of solid marble and wood, it would wobble beneath us with each one of my unrelenting thrusts. My fingers reach for her clit again and I caress her nub with urgency as I pound into her.

  “Oh, Jesus. Jake, I can’t take this. Please, please slow down,” she pants.

  “I’ll only stop when you come undone screaming out my name and when I gush my warm nectar inside your pussy.” I sear her with a lustful gaze.

  As if to teach her a lesson, I pound her with more determination. I grab her hips and I fuck her hard and fast, angling myself to hit her G-spot.

  “Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah,” she chants.

  “Oh, baby, you’re making me lose all my senses.” Damn, I can’t remember the last time I fucked a woman bareback.

  Without warning, I wrench her up into an almost-standing position, one hand across her breasts, the other sliding towards her clit. I skate across her node with my middle finger and she bites her lower lip.

  “Oh, oh, oh,” she hushes in a low, broken voice.

  “Ali, you’re mine,” I hiss, driving into to her voraciously. “Your sensual body. Your sweet pussy. Your hips. Your huge tits. And every other intoxicating and beautiful part of you. All mine,” I grunt through gritted teeth. “I want you to come all over my dick,” I order.

  “Ah… Jake… I’m—” She’s gone.

  She closes her eyes, allowing the exhilarating warmth of her orgasm to spread through her, and it’s so strong tears roll down her cheeks. Her climax clenches against my dick and her slick wetness coats me. “Jesus fucking Christ,” I roar, fighting back my own inevitable release. It’s all I can take before the fiery volcano heating up my insides demands total abandon.

  “Holy hell.” I mumble a string of inaudible words before letting out a muffled grunt.

  As a new surge of excitement overtakes me, I’m entirely consumed by the ecstasy of my climax. I can’t think straight. My orgasm plows through me and I jerk before pouring my climax inside her.

  “Fuck, Ali,” I cry out, thrusting one last time, moving helplessly through my release.

  I collapse on top of her and I stay there for a few long minutes as my heavy breath brushes against her flushed face. I wrap my arms around her body and I hold on to her as if I never want to let her go. I kiss her once, twice, three times gently and reverently. Panting, Ali looks up at me in the mirror and the smile of satisfaction she wears pulls at the strings of my heart.

  Easing up off of her with shaky legs, I carefully withdraw from her. Damn, that was surreal. Rubbing her hips, I say, “Stay right there for a minute.” I walk across the bathroom in search of a small washcloth hanging from the rod. I turn on the water under the shower and wet the cloth before returning by her side. “Spread them wide.” I grin at her as I place the warm cloth between her legs. Ali gasps on contact. She turns shy again, as if she’s made self-conscious by the intimate act.

  “I can do it… You don’t have to—”

  “I’m sure you can, love. But you’re mine now and I want to take care of you,” I say, wiping her clean. I throw the cloth to the floor and lock eyes with her again. “This was worth waiting for.” I turn her around to face me before wrapping her in my arms.

  “That was amazing. I can’t believe I survived this long without having you inside me.”

  “I feel the same. That’ll never happen again. I want to fuck you every morning and every night from now on, Ali.”

  “Oh,” she says in a soft, timid exhalation.

  “Is that okay with you?” I tease, brushing my nose against hers.

  “It’s more than okay. I’m all yours, Jake.”

  “I wouldn’t want it any other way, Ali.” I engulf her in my arms protectively.

  I’m so wrapped up in her there’s no way out for me and in this moment I know she’d be so easy to love.

  CHAPTER NINE

  ALLISON

  One month later

  I reach the main floor of Jake’s ranch home to find Jake in the kitchen wearing only a pair of beat-up jeans that hang low on his hips, revealing the upper part of his muscular ass. There’s no way he’s wearing underwear and that’s perfectly fine with me. His arms are braced on the granite counter and he’s staring at his expensive Swiss-made espresso maker like he might be able to will the machine to brew faster.

  My God, he’s gorgeous with his hair all messed up like this. For a long moment, I drink him in, raking my gaze all over his long athletic body. His back is a sculpted canvas of muscles and even though he fucked me real good last night and again this morning, I still long to trace him with my fingers and my tongue. He’s so freaking hot and he’s all mine. I fell for Jake a long time ago, but in the last month since we’ve been living together in his house, I have to be honest with myself. I love this man with all my heart.

  I take a step forward and he turns around. I can read his mind before he even speaks.

  “Honey, are you going to live in this robe for the rest of your natural life?” he mocks.

  “Good morning to you too, lover boy.”

  “Good morning, precious, but you still haven’t answered my question.”

  I’m wearing the white terrycloth Pratesi robe Jake bought for me before we left the Surrey hotel. Since we got back, it’s always the same song and dance in the morning. He forces me to put on clothes and I fight back like a three-year-old. I’d live in this robe if I could.

  “What can I say? I love it and it’s a present from you.”

  “I get it, but you do realize it’s the first thing you slip into in the morning and the last thing you take off at night since we got back to Denver and you moved in with me?” He closes the gap between us and sweeps a strand of hair behind my ear.

  Since I moved in with him. I still can’t get used to these words. After he fucked me so many times I couldn’t remember which city I was in after his declaration, Jake asked me to move in with him as I was snuggled in his arms. His sweet proposition rendered me silent. I couldn’t speak for a long while because I was so utterly happy. It was impossible to find words to express the depth of emotions stirring in me and I was only able to nod while figh
ting back the tears.

  Since I hadn’t brought much with me when I left New York to accept the position as Riley’s assistant, it took me about twenty minutes to move all of my belongings from the guesthouse to Jake’s house. I’ve been blissfully living with him for the past glorious, unbelievable month.

  “Stop teasing me.”

  “Fair enough.” He flashes me a side grin. “I’ll make sure to buy you another one when we return to New York next week.”

  “You don’t have to, but having a backup robe is a brilliant idea.” I smile. “I can’t believe Paula’s trial is fast approaching.”

  “I’m happy Aaron was able to get a trial fairly quickly. I don’t want this hanging over your head any longer. Next week will be a double victory for you,” he says, kissing the top of my head.

  “You’re right. I finally get the settlement money from Clark and Jasper’s case and Aaron goes after Paula for all she’s worth to punish her for what she’s done to me.”

  Last month’s trial was far more emotional than I ever could’ve imagined. I kept convincing myself I was fine, but walking in that courtroom and looking into Clark’s eyes was the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do. The level of betrayal is beyond words.

  I had only met Clark’s business partner once at a company function and I didn’t remember him much. Turns out Jasper is your typical untrustworthy bad guy. He’s a shady-looking, short young man with a potbelly and a sly smirk that makes you wonder what other crimes he’s gotten away with in the past. Everything about him made my skin crawl. Ew. Even though this dark episode in my life is almost behind me, I still kick myself for having trusted Clark and for not seeing he was a smooth-talking scumbag.

  “Exactly. Your ex will have to pay up. Not even his slimy attempt at hiding profits from his trades in an overseas bank account saved his sorry ass.”

  Two days before the trial, Winston’s team was able to pinpoint a stash of money Clark and Jasper had transferred out of the country. Although they were running their Ponzi scheme operation at night, they were still working for one of the top trading houses in Manhattan by day. In other words, they had insight on a lot of lucrative opportunities. They scored big time with a stock and made an insane amount of money in a very short period of time. Once Aaron got wind of this, he made sure to get me the heftiest settlement possible. A judge awarded me seven hundred and fifty-eight thousand dollars in damages for the fact Clark and Jasper had attempted to damage my reputation in an irreparable way. Had Winston and Aaron not been able to uncover all of this incriminating proof against the man I once thought I loved, I would’ve ended up in prison for crimes I never committed.