Free Firestorm by Ann Jacobs

pulsing pleasure.
    She’d waited all her life to feel this way. And they hadn’t even made love yet.
    So hot he was damn near ready to explode, Jake raised his head.
    Seeing Kate trembling, flushed and oblivious to everything except the release he had just given her, almost sent him over the edge. The flowery scent of her perfume mingled with smoke, with her sweat and his. He ought to bottle up the smell and sell it as an aphrodisiac.
    Barely in control now, he scooped her up and set her on the edge of the bed.
    He was beyond ready, so hard he hurt when he shucked his underwear and grabbed one of the tiny packets. Standing nude before her, he dropped the wrapped condom between her legs.
    “Look at me, honey.”
    When her eyes widened as she stared at his throbbing cock, he vaguely recalled through a haze of need that this sexy, sensual creature who had just climaxed at the touch of his hands and mouth was still a virgin.
    He should run, get away. Escape from this woman who apparently was determined to give him much more than he was willing to return.
    But he couldn’t.
    He had to have her. Bury his cock inside that soft, welcoming warmth and ease the agony in his groin. Agony that spread like wildfire to every cell in his body.
    “Touch me. You think I gave you pleasure, touching and kissing your clit? It’s nothing compared to how you’ll feel with me inside your tight little pussy.” God, but her hesitant stroking was going to make him come if she kept it up for long.
    Her touch was warm, gentle, almost soothing. But when she touched him with her tongue and sucked the tip of his cock between her lips, he jerked away. He couldn’t take any more.
    “Enough. Lady, you drive me wild. Put that condom on me now, or it'll be too late.”
    He watched her fingers flutter when she ripped away the wrapper.
    “Like this?” She positioned the rolled prophylactic gingerly at the tip of his erection.
    Ann Jacobs
    Firestorm
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    “Yeah, honey. Roll it on down.” Deliberately, stroking the thin latex over his cock, she sheathed him with a tenderness he could feel.
    “Hurry!” She was driving him crazy with that condom.
    Before she finished getting it just right, he had two fingers inside her, and the dewy wetness he found there told him she was ready. He shuddered when she traced his length and thickness again with trembling hands.
    “You’re so big.” Her voice was tiny, quivering, as if she was afraid.
    His cock was getting harder and hotter by the second, and the way she was stroking it was about to send him over the edge. “Just the right size to give you pleasure,” he muttered, hoping he could last long enough for that to happen.
    He couldn’t if he waited any longer. As gently as he could, he pushed her down across the bed. Then he spread her legs and knelt between them. Slowly, carefully, he pressed into her hot, tight pussy.
    As she let him in, he cursed the latex barrier that dulled sensations. Then, he blessed it, for she felt so unbelievably good. If he’d sunk his cock inside her pussy skin to skin, he’d have been lucky to last two minutes.
    She thrust upward with her hips and wrapped her slender thighs around his waist.
    He was in heaven, buried to the hilt within her satin embrace.
    God, she was tight. She fit him like a glove. Groaning, he wished again that he could feel her hot, wet dew easing his way.
    He wanted to savor her slick, hot moisture on the bare flesh of his cock.
    He craved more contact. Supporting most of his weight on his elbows, he lowered his body to rest on hers. While he rotated his torso enough to tickle her taut nipples with the hair on his chest, he clamped his mouth over hers and plunged his tongue inside.
    He needed to explode in her. But he wanted to stay buried inside her forever.
    “Honey, you feel so damn good.” The effort of holding back his climax made him tremble all over.
    Hips moving in tandem with the deep thrusts of his tongue in her mouth, he coaxed her to