Slow Burn (Forbidden Heat Book 3)

by Bella Winters

  “So, I almost dragged you into the ladies room today,” Shelly admitted.

  My interest was piqued. “Really? That sounds interesting.”

  “Yeah, it was an impulse. I have to admit, those are getting more difficult to control.”

  I nodded. “I have to agree with you on that.”

  “I’m just so tired of the sneaking around,” Shelly said.

  “I was just thinking the same thing. But I have faith that one day we won’t have to. I’m not sure how or when, but I think eventually we will find a way out of this.”

  “We could just chuck it all and say to hell with it. If we get fired, we get fired.”

  I looked into her eyes to see if she was serious. She was. I knew that. And I believed that she truly felt that way in the moment, but our relationship was still so new, there were still so many things that we weren’t able to predict, that it would have been reckless for both of us to throw it all away.

  “I think we should wait,” I said. “My thinking is, if this happens, then they win.”

  “I’m not sure I care about winning or losing,” Shelly said. “I just want to be free. And with this sort of crap hanging over my head, I don’t feel free. I feel oppressed. It’s like we are working for some fascist dictator or something.”

  “A lot of jobs feel that way. When you have a boss, that’s basically what that means. We both love what we do and for us to allow this entity to tell us we can’t do that anymore feels awful, but I don’t think we should ever enter into anything like this lightly. Let’s just keep playing along for now and see what happens.”

  “Ok,” Shelly said. After a few moments of eating, she smiled at me. “This is really good.” She was finishing up her plate of pasta and now munching on her salad. I loved how she always ate her entrée first. That was classic.

  “Thanks,” I said. “I made the pasta myself. It was very painstaking.”

  She laughed. “Oh, I’ll bet it was.”

  We shared the laugh and I poured us both another glass of wine. Shelly flashed her eyebrows at me. “Are you trying to get me drunk?”

  “No. I’m trying to get us both drunk,” I said honestly.

  “Well, pour right on then.”

  I poured us both large glasses full of the merlot and then sat the bottle down. “The bottle is from a winery about ten miles outside of town that I go to every so often. It is wonderful actually. They have the purest tasting wine that I’ve ever had.”

  “I love it,” Shelly said. “I’ve never been a huge wine fan, but on the right occasion, with the right company, a glass of wine can be the perfect thing.”

  “So, did I hear that you used to be a softball champion?” I asked.

  Shelly blushed. “Where in the world did you hear that?”

  “You know how rumors fly around the unit. Nothing stays secret very long there. I’m not sure how I heard it.”

  “Then maybe us pretending to not be a thing is pretty useless,” Shelly said.

  I smiled. “Maybe.”

  “Yes,” she replied. “I was on a champion softball team in high school and again in college.”

  “Nice,” I said. “Do you ever play now? The city is full of some great leagues.”

  “Slow pitch? No thanks,” she laughed.

  “I play slow pitch,” I replied with an offended grunt.

  She giggled. “I’m sorry, but after playing competitive fast pitch for so many years, slow pitch to me just doesn’t make any sense. I mean, how hard can it be?”

  “Oh, it has its challenges,” I said. “You should come play with my team sometime.”

  “Sure, I might do that,” she said. “Maybe I’ll bat left handed, to give the other team a fighting chance.”

  “No, we don’t play to be merciful,” I said seriously.

  Shelly threw her head back and chuckled. I loved to listen to this woman laugh and I could tell the wine was loosening her up a bit. We were both so tense from work and from hiding the truth about our relationship that we were really just ready to unwind and cut loose.

  After we finished dinner, I quickly cleaned up everything. Then I poured the last of the wine into our glasses. “Wow, I’m not sure how much more I can handle. You might have to carry me to bed. I’m not usually such a heavy drinker.”

  “Ah, the plight of the lightweight,” I teased her.

  She hit me playfully on the arm.

  I stood up then and reached for her hand. A good song was playing in the background and I could see how turned on Shelly was at the moment. She was getting that sexy, horny look in her eyes that signaled to me it was time for us to take our encounter to the next level. And I knew that we were both more than ready to make that leap.

  I blew out the candles in anticipation.

  “May I have this dance?” I asked.

  “Oh, why yes, you may,” Shelly said.

  I took her hand and led her to the middle of the living room floor. She immediately snuggled her body up close to mine. It felt amazing. Her soft warmth, the beauty in of her eyes staring into mine, the sweet smells of her succulent scent wafting into my nostrils as I held her closely to me. All of it was turning me on like crazy.

  I hoped she understood what she did to me. She was so perfect and I thought that we were perfect together. We danced slowly, softly, sensuously to the music. Our bodies swayed from side to side. Her face was so close to mine. I could smell her sweet breath mingling with my own as I leaned into her. Our eyes were locked on each other, the gazes meeting in a beautiful whirlwind of intense passion. We barely spoke with each other. This was enough for us. We could just keep rocking back and forth to the music and wait for the passion to overtake us. It did not take long.

  “You are so beautiful,” I said softly.

  Shelly smiled warmly at me and leaned her head in a little more. Our lips were almost touching, but I was waiting for the passion to build just a little bit more. This was going to take some time. I was in no hurry, even though my body was screaming at me desperately to take her and ravish her right there and then. I wanted to make this nice and slow.

  “You are sweet,” she said. “And you are the most amazing thing I’ve ever seen.”

  Her mouth was close to mine. I knew she wanted me to lean in for the kiss, but I decided to let it go, to make her come to me. I loved the control this gave me and I could tell that she was getting turned on by it, too.

  She pressed her lips against mine, caressing me slowly with her sweet kiss. I inhaled the presence of the kiss, consuming her succulence into my body. Her lips were so soft, so wonderful. They sent tingles of pleasure swirling into my being and dancing all through my soul. I felt myself growing harder by the second. I desperately wanted to escape from my pants and enter her with everything I had. My cock was ready for her. It had been ready all day long. And now was the time for me to unleash myself upon her.

  I pressed back into the kiss, pushing my lips harder against her, letting my tongue slip between her lips and taste the full range of flavors that belonged to her sweet mouth. My mouth covered hers in lapping waves of kiss after kiss. My strong jaws were dominating this exchange and I could feel her relinquishing herself to me as she gave into the passion that I was extracting from her beautiful form.

  I could no longer wait. I had to act now. I quickly scooped her up in my arms and carried her to my bedroom. There I dropped her on the bed and leaned down over her to smother her hot mouth with my kisses. She responded instantly. Her mouth came to life, caressing and kissing me with every bit of lust she could muster. Her tongue invaded my mouth like some kind of epic monster that was trying to take me down, and I had a feeling that down was where I wanted to go. I wanted her to take some control here. It was a huge turn on for Shelly to take control in the bedroom, even though she eventually relinquished it back to me. It was a fun game of back and forth. And it turned us both on like nothing else that we ever could have imagined.

  I was there for her. I was ready for her i
n every possible way and I could see the fire in her eyes that she knew this. Shelly was already reaching for my crotch and unbuckling my belt. Her slender fingers tugging at my belt, pulling it free from the buckle and stroking the elongated form of it in anticipation for something else was almost too much to take.

  Shelly unzipped me and reached inside my pants to find my hard cock ready for her. She pulled me out of my pants and stroked my stiff prick. It felt so good in her clutching hand. I loved the way she grasped at it, she squeezed it, and she tugged me in those ever loving languid strokes. I gasped as she touched me. I’d never been touched in such a way. She just had this grace, this perfect way of touching me that turned me on more than anything else ever had. I was desperate to get inside of her.

  I reached up under her dress and found her underwear, which I began to pull down her legs. I was able to free myself from her grasp just long enough to drop her underwear to the floor. She was now fully exposed, available for my easy access.

  My lips found hers again while she continued to stroke me, beating my hard cock with a fury and a passion that I had not seen from her before. It was obvious that this lust had been building up inside of her all day as well. I wished she had taken me into the ladies room at work. That would have been the most epic experience, just knowing that someone could walk in at any time and hear that was maddening. I kept imagining that scenario. Why couldn’t it happen to us? Why did we have to shy away from the world with who we were and who we loved? It was wrong on so many levels. And I was sick of it.

  Shelly scooted herself to the edge of the bed and before I even realized what was happening, her sweet mouth was on me. My tip was fully enveloped between her lips. Her tongue draped back and forth across me like a mad woman. It felt so good that my legs buckled and I had to grab her shoulder to steady myself and remain standing. A wave of pleasure and dizzying sensation whirled through my head and caused the room to tilt in front of my very eyes.

  Shelly pushed her mouth down farther on my dick until I was fully in her mouth. I sighed as she slid her tongue up and down my shaft vividly, her hot, wet mouth sucking hard on me and sending me towards dizzying mountains of pleasure. I was hard as could be and she had swallowed all of me, deep throating my cock into her as far as she could go and she was doing it with the most passion in her eyes. I could tell she was getting as much pleasure from this as I was. That was important to me.

  I humped my hips to feed her my cock. I eased in and out of her mouth trying to match her head movements as she went back and forth on me. She closed her mouth a little bit to allow her teeth to come into play a bit more. This felt so epic. I knew that if it continued much longer I was going to come and blow my load right there. Shelly might have enjoyed it, but I wanted so much more from this experience than foreplay. This was going to go to heights of true beauty.

  I pulled out of her mouth and quickly dropped to my knees. From there, I hiked up her dress and buried my face in her soft, wet pussy. She was dripping now, and I could tell she was swelling with anticipation and tightness. I couldn’t wait for my cock to get inside of there, but first I had to taste her. I wanted to warm her up a bit, and plus her flavors were so exquisite that I could hardly contain myself. I was so full of passion right then that it was almost frightening. I was dizzy, I was gasping for air, and my heart was running a million miles per second. I just felt like I was about to pass out at any moment and I would have been just fine with that. If Shelly wanted to use my body any way she saw fit after that, then that was just fine by me. I would allow her to take me any way she would have me. I existed only for her pleasure right then and I hoped she understood this.

  I quickly sucked her pussy into my mouth, savoring the flavors of the juices as they gushed onto my tongue. It was like biting into the juiciest peach I’d ever had and every single drop of flavor was pure Shelly. I held the pose, sucking hard against her folds and drawing every single drop of Shelly’s essence into me.

  Then once I felt this was done, I shoved my tongue hard up inside of her as far as it would go. She moaned loudly above me. Her hips bucked against my mouth as she tried fucking my tongue. I speared her with it repeatedly, even though it was starting to hurt in the back of my throat.

  I pulled my appendage out of her and then proceeded to lick up and down, sliding effortlessly between those wet, dripping folds of sweet juice. I loved every single moment of it. She was amazing. Her taste set my body on fire and I couldn’t help but stroke my cock which was still wet from her saliva. It felt fantastic and I could feel myself growing even harder as I waited for that ultimate moment when I could just get inside of her tight, succulent pussy.

  “You like that, baby?” I asked.

  “Fuck yes!” Shelly moaned.

  “How badly do you want my cock?”

  “I need it, baby,” she said. “Fuck…lick me…”

  I proceeded with eating her out. There was nothing in the world that tasted as good as she did. Her sweet juices were dripping down my chin, spilling onto my chest. I did my best to lap it all up as it gushed from her. I licked her inner thighs trying to get it all. Then I slid my tongue deeply within her soft pussy once again, forcing my face as closely to her skin and going as deeply as I possibly could one final time. She bucked hard against my face, wiggling her hips back and forth and up and down as hard as she could while rounds of moans and pleasure groans erupted in her throat involuntarily.

  “Are you ready for it?” I asked.

  “Oh, yes!” She exclaimed.

  I stood up and then positioned myself between her legs. I kissed her softly before I entered her. Then I slowly moved my hard prick into her waiting pussy. She was so tight and wet that I could only move in about halfway before the sensation became too much for me and I was instantly overcome with physical pleasure. Wow… this felt so good.

  I kissed her again and then completed my entrance. I was fully engorged in her now.

  “Fuck!” she gasped as I entered her. Her body was squirming. She was going a little nuts with the pleasure and I loved every single second of it. This was amazing. I’d never had pleasure of this magnitude before. Each time we made love was almost like the first time. It was like resetting the switch and the pleasure that I thought I was almost somewhat used to had been fully erased from my mind, so it was brand new. And it was staggering.

  I took a long, deep breath as I pushed my hardness into her repeatedly, moving slowly at first, but then growing more extreme with each passing second. “Oh, fuck…”I moaned. “This feels so… good…”

  My grunts were punctuating each of my thrusts as I began to pulsate harder into her, rocking my hips back and forth. My eyes kept rolling up inside of my head as if the experience was just proving to be almost too much for me.

  Shelly reached up and grabbed me behind the neck. She brought me down to her and kissed me hard, violently almost on the mouth. Her tongue pulverized itself into my mouth and began dancing and twisting back and forth against my own tongue. It felt so good, adding another layer of passion to this moment. I kissed her back hard as I began to pound her pussy harder and harder with my stiff cock. I was so thick, so large inside of her that it had created almost a vacuum seal between us. She wanted me to give her more. I could tell as her body signals produced this riveting demand from me. I wasn’t sure how much more I could take. I was really starting to feel like my head was about to fall to the wayside and my whole body was going to shut down. There was only so much bliss a man could take. I was fading fast, but determined to stick it out. I had a feeling the keys to total paradise were right on the other side of this sweet pleasure.

  I pulled back a little bit and held out my tongue for her to come and get it. She giggled and then enveloped my tongue with her mouth, sucking hard on it, just as she had sucked so beautifully hard on my prick a little while ago. Yes, this was all I wanted in life. This was it. I had found the most pleasurable, meaningful, and fulfilling thing in this life, and it was all about Shelly. I lov
ed her so much. She was my heart and soul. I wanted her to know how much she meant to me.

  Overcome with the joy and the passion, I verbalized my feelings to her as I continued to thrust my hard prick into her. “I love you,” I said. “I love you so much.”

  Shelly paused a moment. Her breathing became less heavy as if she was in shock from what I’d just said. I thought I might have made a mistake at first, but suddenly, I knew that she felt the same way. I saw that sweet smile move its way across her beautiful face. “I love you, too.”

  I kissed her hard right then. Hearing those words was enough to make me come hard in my mind, body, and soul. I felt the orgasm building through me. I was ready.

  The climax tore out of my body just then with an epic magnitude rocking my entire world. “Yes!” I groaned loudly as my body continued to pump my luscious, hot seed into her waiting pussy. She was so tight and so wet. I could tell she was on the verge, too.

  Shelly kissed me hard on the lips and wrapped her legs strongly around my torso to hold on. I was pumping her so hard right then. I couldn’t hold it back. My body was in control of me and the orgasm would not be stopped or reasoned with. I emptied myself hard into her and with every single epic thrust of my masculine energy, Shelly smiled a bit more widely.

  Then the she began to moan loudly in my ear. I could tell by the sound that she was ready to enjoy her own climax. It was happening. I was finishing the last bits of my own release and my body was feeling almost fragile right then. I wanted to stop. I wanted to relax and come back to a normal state of being. I felt as if I’d left my body and I was doing my best to come back to it, but this wasn’t happening yet. I had some more work to do.