Free Ember by Kristen Callihan Page A

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    G org e ous? D id sh e not s ee wh a t h e wa s? S h e did not
     
    appear t o ca r e. The ve r y i dea of he r l ook i ng upon h i m w it hou t f ea r or l oa t h i ng made h i s ches t ache.
    G od , sh e wa s l ov e l y . He r sculpt e d f a c e wa s e v e n m or e d e fin e d th e n wh e n l a st h e s aw h e r . S h e a pp ea r e d old e r , m or e wo ma n l y . H o w could th a t be so? O ught h e not s ee h e r as unch a ng e d in a dr eam ? Lu m inous gr ee n e y e s st a r e d up at hi m, e v e n as h e r lush m outh glid e d ov e r his skin , kissing a p a th tow a rd his cock . Be ing an a cco mm od a ting f e ll ow , h e p a rt e d his thighs just a bit . He r tongu e sn a k e d out , tr a cing th e s e nsitiv e cr ea s e wh e r e his thigh join e d his hip . A rch e r’s h ea d w e nt light .
    “ I ’ v e been dr eam ing a bout you , ” sh e w hisp e r e d , h e r br ea th stirring th e h a ir a round his s e x . J e sus . “ S o m uch th a t you h a unt me. ”
    H is for ea r m s t e ns e d . “ I dr eam a bout you e v e ry night .
    E v e ry d a y , ” h e r a sp e d .
    S h e p a us e d a nd s m il e d . A c a t - who - got - th e— cr eam s m i l e, c o m p l e t e w i t h a l i tt l e f l i c k of h er p i n k t o n g u e. “ Y ou do things to me in m y dr eam s , ” sh e said.
    “ W h a-- ” He sw a llow e d . “ W h a t sort of things? ” He h a d a good id ea of wh a t h e ’d lik e to do now .
    H er s i l k en h a i r s l i d o v er h i s k n ee s . “ Y ou k i s s m e. K i s s m y br ea sts . ” S h e g a v e his hip a kiss. “Lick th em. ” S h e lick e d h e r wa y a cross his b e ll y . S o clos e. N ot clos e e nough . H is hips lift e d a fr a ction , e ncour a ging h e r . “ S uckl e th em. ”
    H is br ea th s awe d now . I t wa s a dr eam. A bloody good dr eam. “ And th e n? ”
    A s m i l e c u r l ed h er l i p s . “ Y ou k i s s m e be t w een m y l eg s , ” sh e w hisp e r e d on a deep b l ush .
    Ah , G od . H is e y e s flutt e r e d clos e d , but h e forc e d th em op e n . “ I ’ll do it now . Let me do it now . ” He wa s p a nting . Be gging .
    W ith a s ma ll l a ugh , sh e shook h e r h ea d , a nd a ll th a t
     
    g l o ri ous ha ir moved ove r h i m, s tr ands b r ush i ng h i s cock. He r so ft b r eas t s p ill owed on h i s t h i gh. “ No. I wan t t o kiss you. ”
    “Kiss me b e t wee n m y l e gs . ” T h e w ords w e r e out b e for e h e could stop th em. “Kiss m y cock . ”
    T h e id ea s e nt h ea t fl a ring do w n his torso a nd ma d e s a id cock a ch e.
    G r ee n e y e s g aze d at hi m through lo we r e d l a sh e s . A f l ush w ork e d a cross h e r ch ee ks , a nd h e f ea r e d h e ’d gon e too f a r , but sh e s m il e d . E v e ry m uscl e t e ns e d as sh e m ov e d , a nd th e n h e r s wee t m outh touch e d th e swoll e n tip of his cock . A light kiss but e nough to h a v e hi m gro a ning .
    “ Love l y, ” she said, and kissed it aga i n.
    I t wa s a dr eam. Swea t tickl e d do w n his n e ck . H is a bdo me n cl e nch e d in s wee t p a in . S h e cupp e d his ston e s , c a r e ssing th em as sh e p e pp e r e d littl e kisses do w n th e l e ngth of hi m. A dr eam.
    I f it was, he was go i ng t o en j oy it .
    “ Pu t it i n you r mou t h. ” Jus t t he wo r ds made h i m convu l se. He dug h i s fi nge r s i n t o l oose dese rt sand.
    Ma king a littl e nois e of cont e nt me nt , sh e m ov e d to co m ply . And thos e plu m p lips op e n e d ov e r hi m.
    “ Ah… Jesus !”
    H ot , we t m outh . S lick , s w irling tongu e. U npr a ctic e d but e ff e ctiv e.
    Wea k l y , h e lift e d his h ea d to look do w n at h e r . T h e sight n ea rly undid hi m. He r m outh . O n hi m.
    “ Suck it . ” H i s vo i ce was a coa r se g r ow l . “ Deep. In and ou t . ”
    She sucked h i m i n a l ong, we t pu ll t ha t nea rl y made h i m b li nd w it h p l easu r e. L i qu i d hea t sco r ched h i s ve i ns. H