surroundings as I jumped up and quickly assessed the danger.
“Jesse?” Fiona asked, jumping up beside me, her soft skin rubbing against my side as she followed my gaze.
“Shit,” I said, pointing. “Look at that.”
The wind had shifted just slightly, but it was enough to make a difference. I stood there, hard as a rock, throbbing painfully with a hunger I’d not felt in a very long time, torn between taking the time to deal with the danger or saying fuck it all and sliding my cock between Fiona’s thighs.
“That’s not good,” she said. She was talking about the fire, but it applied to my hesitation, too. This was just the distraction neither of us needed, but there I was, dick swaying in the wind. “It could get closer. Might take some time, an hour or two, maybe.”
I looked down at her, the swell of her breasts tempting me to trace their edges, her nipples perky and at attention, the soft curls between her thighs holding a mystery I desperately needed to solve.
“Goddammit,” I growled. “Fuck the fire.”
“Jesse, we can’t —.”
“We’ll deal with it when it gets here,” I said, scooping her up behind her knees and carrying her into the cabin.
Chapter 22
Fiona
The heat of the flames outside was nothing compared to the heat Jesse inflamed between us as his massive hardness slid into me.
Hard and strong, he didn’t hesitate once he’d thrown me on the bed to sink himself inside of me.
Maybe it was because we didn’t have time for foreplay, or like me, he didn’t want to wait, either way it didn’t matter.
His cock was exactly what I needed.
Wrapping my thighs around him once again, I held on tightly to his shoulders as he thrust into me over and over, every stroke filled with intention and precision, his hips slamming forward, leaving me quivering and shuddering with every inch of his hardness.
His lips found mine again, his tongue forcing its way into my mouth, his throbbing cock and his mouth taking me as I submitted to the sweet destruction of his body.
Waves of pleasure washed over me as I threw my head back, gasping for air. His mouth found my nipple, biting it hard, before twirling his tongue over its tip. He moved his head and captured the other one with his teeth, biting into it before thrusting his cock hard inside of me again. His lips trailed up to my ears, his words a low, hungry growl.
“You make me feel alive, Fiona…”
I gasped, my body buzzing with pleasure, starving for his touch. I wrapped myself around him tighter, pulling him deeper inside of me as I clenched around his heat. He groaned and I squeezed again, needing every inch he had to give.
He slammed into me harder, his hips flying up and down, his muscles rippling under my fingers as he rocked against me.
“Harder, Jesse,” I whispered, before he unleashed his full power on me, pistoning into me with all his strength.
I cried out before crashing over the edge, the pleasure coursing through my body and igniting a wildfire of desire inside of me as I spasmed around his twitching cock. He slammed into me one last forceful time before his heat exploded inside of me, leaving me quivering beneath him.
We lay tangled together, our bodies spent and sweaty, the sound of the fire raging outside growing louder.
Chapter 23
Jesse
I only had a moment to catch my breath before I couldn’t take it anymore. Cuddling would have to wait.
I’d already put us in too much danger by letting my desire for Fiona take priority, but I was confident enough in my skills that I could make up for lost time now.
“Come on, get dressed,” I said, as I pulled on my fire suit.
She followed along, her breasts disappearing, her thighs, her hips, all hidden by the bright orange jumpsuit she wrangled her sweaty body into.
With a quick, firm kiss on her lips, we left the bedroom to find our boots and get to work.
When we stepped out onto the porch, we were met with a wall of flames that inched closer to the surrounding trees.
We grabbed our axes and headed straight into the fire.
For the next half hour, we worked together perfectly, trading off on the tasks of cutting back the brush and digging a bigger, wider fireline around the perimeter.
By the time we were finished, we stood back and looked around, both of us satisfied with the job we’d done.
“I think we’re safe now,” I said.
“We probably should