Fire and Desire
by
Rebecca K. Watts
Ebook Edition
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Fire and Desire
Copyright © 2013 by Rebecca K. Watts
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Thank you for purchasing my novel. I really adored writing Emily and Antonio’s story as I believe they truly compliment each other. Enjoy!
Rebecca K. Watts
PWP Romance
Fire and Desire
Emily Washington is a beautiful, stubborn and shrewd business woman with a hidden fire behind her eyes. Recovering from a devastating heartbreak, it has been over a year since she has allowed anyone in her bed or near her heart. The dark haired Antonio Moretti is the perfect man to bring her out her hiatus.
Antonio Moretti had no idea what to expect when he walked in the door for his interview with a new client. Emily was hardly his type but he can’t take his eyes from her. He’s determined to experience her softer side and feel the warmth between her legs.
Soon Antonio and Emily find themselves battling temptation, overcoming heartbreak, and betrayal all while succumbing to love’s desire.
Chapter One
Finally the day had come. It had been a long month of chatting online, phone calls, and Skyping. Emily was going to see him in a few hours—her Mr. Right. Ninety days prior she couldn’t believe her luck when she opened up her laptop and saw him online. A simple friend request on a networking site had turned into so much more. Not once had she ever dared take anyone seriously who sent her messages about wanting to know me better. It was something different about him. Brad’s approach was different—so different she decided to try something new.
As Emily drove the hour to the airport her mind flashed back to their first Skype conversation. She was timid about trying it out but with his coaxing she gave in. Her heart was beating fast even before she clicked on the ‘Answer Video Call’ button. With one click his olive face flashed on the screen. Brad’s smile stole her heart the minute he flashed those pearly whites. They started out having a normal conversation until he took it further.
“Stand up and show me what you have on.”
She did.
“Step back so I can see your whole body.”
Heat rose to her brown cheeks as she blushed and did as instructed. Emily moved back and showed him her white and pink fitted nighty.
“Now pull it off.”
Emily hesitated, and then slowly slid the nighty over her body, exposing her thong and braless breasts. Flipping her hair to one side, she posed and let him take in her body. He took his time roaming over her curves.
“Remove the thong.”
With one hand she pulled it down past my thighs, down to my feet and on to the floor. He licked his lips at the site of my shaved glory.
“You’re so beautiful. Pull the chair back and sit in it with your legs open.”
Emily took a seat and spread her legs wide. The pink nectar inside was on display. She didn’t wait for him to give her any further instruction. Placing her right hand on her bellym she slow walked her fingers down to her button. Using my index finger as a massage tool she worked it on her clit. The pressure of her finger on her clit stimulated instant wetness.
“Mm,” Emily moaned.
His green eyes sparkled in delight. “Nasty girl.”
“You haven’t seen nasty.”
She positioned her laptop directly in front of her spread legs. Emily wanted him to have an up-close view. Her hand found its way back to my clit. This time she rubbed it with two fingers. Her eyes closed as she tossed her head back in enjoyment.
“Yes, baby rub it.”
Her juices began flowing out her inner walls. Emily rubbed harder and faster. She wanted to feel more. She inserted a finger and slid it in an out. The heat from my inner juices surprised her. Emily was on fire. She began working my finger until she was ready to explode. Emily opened her eyes and looked at him, wanting to see the expression on his face.
Brad had a surprise. Not only was he watching but his hands worked just as hard as hers. Emily’s eyes fixated on the thick rod he held between his hands. His rhythm matched hers. She pumped and rubbed harder. Faster. Harder. The build up started in the lower pit of he stomach and rushed throughout her body until she climaxed.
Thinking about it caused her to swerve out my lane. Emily snapped out of it before people assumed she was a drunk driver and called the police. Luckily for her she was less than a mile away from the airport.
Emily followed the signs around to baggage claim. He seemed surprised when she volunteered to pick him up. Why wouldn’t she? It got her to him a lot sooner.
The timing was just right. She pulled up just as he walked outside. He stood there looking so handsome. Even though there was a crowd around him, he was all Emily could see. Jeans and a black sweater—he wore them well.
Emily pulled closer and unlocked the doors for him to set his bag inside. She quickly stepped out the car and made her way over to him. He gave her a longing hug. His embrace let her know he couldn’t wait to see her either. She wanted to kiss him right then and there but security flailed the arms, urging them to move along. Reluctantly he released her from his embrace and she made my way back to the driver’s side.
She switched the gear to drive and pulled off. Navigating through the traffic, Emily caught peeks at him out the corner of her eye. He looked back at her. Emily rolled up to a stop light. He placed his hand on her chin and turned her head towards him. Leaning in closer he took her lips in his. His tongue entered her mouth and danced around.
She ignored the honking cars behind them. His kiss lit a flame in her loins. Her sweet spot began pulsating. He tugged on her bottom lip and then pulled away.
“The light’s green. You need to pull off before the woman behind us comes and taps on your window.”
From the look on her face in the rearview mirror Emily had to agree. She gave them angry hand gestures. Emily pulled forward and then decided to take the scenic route to their destination. She turned down a side road. It would get them to where we needed to be but with less traffic, as it was a country road.
He took the hint and move
d a hand to her thigh. Brad lowered it between my legs and grazed her sweet spot. Touching it through her jeans wasn’t enough. He unbuttoned them and slid his hand in. Using two fingers he slid the lips open before inserting one finger inside her. My hips rose to his touch.
Emily pulled over alongside the road as he worked his finger inside her. Her inner walls gripping away as he pumped. He used his finger to massage the clit.
“Oh baby yes!” she yelled.
“You gonna cum for me?”
“Yes!”
Her clit swelled. She was coming. He massaged her faster.
“Oh yes oh yes!” She screamed.
He withdrew his fingers out and licked them. Emily lifted up the center console and leaned towards him so she could remove his belt and unbutton his pants. His member pressed against his jeans, begging to be freed. She pulled his clothing down and his soldier stood upright. Emily licked her lips and then licked around the head before taking it all in. Using one hand she stroked his shaft as she sucked on him. He arched his hips up and slow thrust in her mouth. Her jaws gripped the width of him as he slid in and out her throat.
“Mm damn baby. Take it. Take it all.”
He grabbed her hair and helped me please him. The taste of pre-cum filled her mouth. Emily’s pussy yearned for more. She sat up, pulled my pants down, and adjusted herself above him backwards. Slidding down on him, she pushed his rod inside her wet juices. It was a tight fit but she loosened up and allowed him entry. Emily rode him slowly, then faster. Looking back at him she watched as his eyes rolled to the back of his head and he bit his bottom lip. Rolling her hips she made circles on him and squeezed her inner muscles causing him to scream out.
“Oh shit baby I'm about to cum.” His rod stiffened.
She leaned her body back on him, continuing her hip thrusting action and used her hand to play with my clit. “Yes baby cum inside me.”
He grabbed her hips and pushed me down on him. Harder and faster he pumped inside her, giving her what she’d patiently waited months for. He thrust deep inside her and held it. “Oh yes! Oh yes baby I'm cumming.”
The intensity of his pounding made her lose control. Emily’s body quivered and she came along with him. The release felt so good. It was much better than the months of pleasing herself—even if he was watching.
She lay back on him, their bodies spent. Their deep breathing slowed until they synched up. A flash of light caught Emily’s attention. It was a car headed in towards them. Reluctantly Emily rose up off him and into the driver’s seat. She lowered the center console back down and opened it. She took out a package of baby wipes and handed some to him.
They cleaned off just as the car slowed down and stopped behind them. Red and blue lights flashed in the background. The car door opened and the officer walked towards them. Emily lowered the window.
“Evening Ma’am is there a problem?” the officer asked.
“No sir. I pulled over so me and my husband can have a conversation.”
“Husband?” He flashed the light towards the passenger side. “I need to see some I.D.”
Emily nodded and reached for my purse. After fumbling through the contents she found it. Her passenger held out his and she passed them both to the officer.
The stern expression on his face softened a bit. “Looks like your conversation is over so I expect you to be on your way.”
The officer walked back to his car and waited for Emily to pull off.
She clasped her brown hand in Brad’s. “Welcome home I missed you.”
“I missed you too but there’s something I need to tell you.”
An expression flashed in his eyes that she couldn’t detect.
“I didn’t expect my feelings for you to be so strong. The plan was to have this conversation first.”
Emily’s eyebrow rose. “What are you trying to say?”
“I really am married.”
Her jaw dropped at she felt the life being sucked out of her. “Married?”
“She thinks I’m here on business.”
Her pulsating heart threatened to burst through her chest. “What the hell was all this?”
“Like I said I planned on telling you.”
“And what? You thought I’d be okay with it?” Emily wanted to slap the dumb look off his face.
He ran his fingers through his hair. “I don’t know what I was thinking. I never planne on it going this far.”
“You must think I’m dumber than your wife. For three months you’ve contacted me with no mention of a wife. We’ve done things that no married man should ever do and now you want me to believe you had no plans on nothing happening?” She pushed the car in gear and pulled off.
Moments later she pulled back up at the airport. “Get the hell out of my car.”
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One year later….
Emily Washington examined the woman on the couch in front of her. She had on a blue and gold capris jumpsuit with matching wedged heel sandals. Her long hair was pulled into a sleek ponytail with a hump in the front. She sat cross-legged across from Emily, playing with her tongue ring, waiting in anticipation for the interview to begin.
The girl had very fair skin, almost as pale as an albino, but up close, one could tell she obviously wasn’t Caucasian. The woman had a unique look, something Emily could work with.
“So your stage name is Spice. What made you choose that name?” Emily tapped her pen on the notepad in her lap.
“My sexy red hair, of course.” She smiled as she flipped her hair over her shoulder.
“I see, and what’s your nationality?” Emily frowned and continued with the next question on her checklist. She was not impressed by Spice’s attempt to be cute.
“Black and Irish, my father is from Ireland and has red hair. Is that going to be a problem? You said you wanted all types of women.” She adjusted her seating.
Emily tilted her head to the side and gave her a long hard stare. “It’s for your profile if I decide to hire you. You can actually have two different profiles because we do have clients that only prefer white women. A man wouldn’t even notice that you weren’t white, which is a plus. Now for the more serious questions, what are you willing to do to entice a man to make him keep coming back for more?”
Spice shrugged her shoulders. “Whatever they want me to.”
“You need a much better answer than that if you want to work at The Playhouse.” Emily sighed. She was fed up with girls thinking that because they were cute, men would just toss money at them. Emily knew for a fact men wanted something they felt they weren’t getting at home.
“Well,” Spice replied in a husky voice. She licked her bottom lip while moving closer to Emily. “I can show you.” She stood, slowly rubbing her breasts through her top, then slid one hand down her stomach to the inside of her pants, and reached for Emily’s hand with the other.
Emily snatched her hand back and stood. “What are you doing? I don’t swing that way, honey.”
“But…I thought…” She dropped her head.
“This isn’t the strip club. Follow me.” Emily guided her out the den and headed upstairs. She stopped at the third room in the hallway and opened the door. “Have a seat.” Emily pointed to the pink suede chaise in front of the computer.
Spice did as instructed.
“You can perform all you want for the camera. That’s what you’ll be doing if hired.” She clicked the inner lock on the door and closed it.
On the way to her office, she tapped on the keys of her cell phone.
“Hello,” a British accent greeted her.
“Hey, Kenny. I have one for you. Her name’s Spice, and she’s in three.” She reached her office and took a seat in front of several monitors.
“I see her now.”
“You know the routine.” Emily ended the call and clicked the mouse on room three. The monitor flashed from four views to one. She was just in time to see Spice’s eyes widen in reaction to Kenny’s face appearing
on the monitor in front of her.
“Let’s see what you got, miss lady,” Emily heard Kenny say.
Spice paused a moment and looked around the room. Emily helped her out by pushing play on the music player. The up-tempo beat echoed through the room’s speakers.
A smile spread across Spice’s face. She relaxed and proceeded to undress to the beat of the music. Her hands roamed down her body and then back up, stopping at the strings of her halter top. It fell down almost if by accident, exposing her left breast, and then the right.
She rolled her hips as she slid the rest of the outfit to the floor; then she proceeded to climb on the chaise like tiger, slow and graceful. When she reached the other end of the chaise, she spun around and swung her legs across the arm of the chair. Spice lay upside down, facing the camera.
A sly grin spread across her face. She brought a finger to her mouth, sucking on it with her glossy red lips. The other hand moved up her inverted body—past her breast to her navel and stopped inside thongs. She played with herself for a moment, then removed her fingers, showing the juice that flowed off them to the camera.
In a forward flip motion, she removed her thongs and landed with her rear end facing the camera. She exposed her pink nectar for Kenny to get an up close and personal view.
Emily had seen all she needed to see. She left her office and returned to the room. With a few small taps on the door, she said, “Get dressed and come straight down stairs.”
She made her way back downstairs to her checklist. Her gaze skimmed the page, and she wrote a note under performance: Has what it takes.
Footsteps alerted her to Spice approaching. Emily rose off the couch and made her way to the front door. She waited as Spice reached the last step.
“I’ll give you a call or email you within the next few days.” Emily smiled.
“Did I do okay?” Her face scrunched up in confusion.
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