MEADOW
I let outa satisfied moan when he takes his mouth off me. He takes my hand and pulls me down until I’m crouched in front of him. I step over his legs and position myself above him. Kissing me again, as the dampness between my legs slickens the head of his cock. I let my legs lower me down until my knees are pressed against the warm dirt of the cave floor, soft and sandy against my skin.
“I want you to come on top of me,” he whispers in my ear.
His manhood is long and thick, and my stomach clenches at the thought of how badly I want to feel him inside me. I press my slit against him and slide it up the length of his cock until my opening is met with his tip. His head gently parts my lips as I press him inside ever so slowly. He gasps as I glide down, one inch at a time, letting him stretch and fill me.
“God, you feel good, baby,” he moans, his fingers digging into the flesh of my backside as he grips me and steadies me on top of him.
“So do you.” I kiss and lick his earlobe as I fight to fit all of him inside me. When he’s finally all the way in I stop, letting myself get used to the fullness of him. “God, you’re huge.”
“I’ve wanted this for so long. Ever since I met you. Meadow.”
I shiver at his words. “I’ve wanted you too,” I confess, “but we shouldn’t be doing this.”
“We shouldn’t,” he agrees as I slowly start rocking my hips back and forth against him, “but do you… oh god… do you care?”
“Not one fucking bit.”
I lift my ass up and down, sliding most of his length in and out a few times to revel in the growing sensation. He feels better than anything I could have imagined, and all I want is to stay in this cave riding him forever.
I sink down until he’s all the way inside again and keep myself pressed to him as I grind our pelvises together. His cock twitches, growing harder inside me, and I wonder how close he is to his peak. I wonder if he’s okay with letting go inside me. We probably shouldn’t, but he feels way too good for me to want to pull out.
The thought of his seed inside me is too much and the grip of orgasm tightens me internally, winding me up until my body snaps like a rubber band stretched too far. My body trembles as quakes overcome me, starting low and spreading throughout me until even my fingers and toes are all on fire.
“I’m coming, Bradley!”
“Yeah baby, come for me, Meadow,” he moans as my orgasm pouring out of me. Long gasmquakes shaking my body, making me ride his length and pelvis faster and harder. “That’s it, baby.”
The thrill of my peak is still subsiding when he lets out a guttural cry and pulls me against him as hard as he can. I cry out as he forces himself deeper inside, a sharp pain mixing and getting lost in the sea of pleasure.
“Fuck,” he tries to move out of me, but I hold his face.
“It’s okay, come inside me,” I beg. “I want to feel the heat and you filling me, Bradley,” I whisper and his fingers dig into my ass, holding me firmly planted on his cock.
I let him empty every last drop deep inside, filling me until I can’t take any more. I lay my head against his chest, both of us sweaty and panting. Outside, the smoke billows by and the crackling of the flames grows closer.
I should be scared, but I’m too lost in the fire between him and I.
We need to burn bright.
I snuggle into him. “Please tell me that when we get out of here, it’s not the end of us.”
He runs his hand down my back. “This will change everything, Tate.”
I look up at him. “I’ve wanted you from day one.”
“And now you have me.”
“What’s going to happen when we get back?”
“You let me handle that, I promise, it’ll be okay.”
“I don’t want to be known as a hose chaser.”
He chuckles at the term that means someone who only dates firefighters because they want to be able to tame the one who goes into flames and walks back out. “That’s for people off the team, baby. You’re using my hose perfectly. I’ve never come that hard. There’s more here than just attraction. It’ll be okay.”
I hope I can trust him.
No, I’m going to trust him.
I have no reason not to.