Free SeducetheFlame by Ella Drake Page B

thighs instinctively tightened.
“Don’t go anywhere.”
    “I’m not. No way in hell I’m doing anything but this.” He
slammed back into her and her body lurched beneath him. He came down on top of
her with his full weight, holding her in place between his large, hot body and
the bed.
    His hips bucked. Hard.
    His arms came up to the sides of her, bracketing her head,
and bracing against the wall of the boat where the bunk was attached. His knees
remained on the floor, and with his leverage assured, it was like he let it go.
His cock worked her. He slid in and out with a force that made her mound
vibrate. Every stroke hit her just so, giving her pussy what it needed and her
clit enough pressure that the potential force of her gathering orgasm nearly
scared her.
    Nearly. But she wanted it more than she wanted to see the
next sunrise.
    He kissed and suckled his way up her chest as his hips kept
moving and his cock hardened inside her. Her legs held on, her heels digging
into the small of his back. Her fingers sank into his shoulders and his mouth
settled on the curve of her neck at her shoulder. He bit and sucked, tonguing
the hurt and sucking again.
    That bite of pain, and the heat still licking between her
legs where his balls slapped her, shoved her into intensity. She shouted again.
Something intangible, unintelligible, but heartfelt. In response, he roared and
shoved down hard, holding his cock deep inside her as his hips jerked. The warm
spread of his come sent her into bliss. Water flooded her eyes. Her vision
blurred as the roar of ocean filled her ears and her mind. Pleasure and bliss
floated over her body, awash in sensation.
    Her body went slack. The release had sapped all her
remaining energy. Today had pushed her limits in power, strength, and her
ability to walk the emotional tightrope that was her relationship with Ray
Cinder.
    Smoke stung her nose.
    “Ray. I think something’s on fire,” she mumbled but her body
was too relaxed and pleasured to move. Ray mumbled something into her throat.
His weight didn’t budge. Or rather it did. He sank farther into her, his hips
still making small motions to stroke his cock lightly inside her.
    She sighed and breathed in a large pull of air in
contentment.
    And coughed. The sudden jerk of her body dislodged Ray and
he grumbled, but pushed up to look at her with sleepy brown eyes. His long
lashes blinked, heavy lidded, and a soft smile pulled at the corners of his
mouth. It’d have been the most beautiful sight she’d ever seen, if it hadn’t
been blurred with her watery eyes and the smoke-filled room.
    “Fire,” she croaked.
    Ray blinked and sat up, taking his feverish skin with him.
She shivered and covered her breasts as she sat up on the edge of the mattress.
    “Oh hell.” Ray rose to his feet. His nude body was still
enough to make her want to lay back on the bed for some more action. He yanked
his pants on and climbed the stairs of the cabin. He snarled over his shoulder,
“My fire flared out of control. You need to get up on the deck.”
    She whipped the sheet from the bed around her and followed
right on his heels. Above, the crackle of burning wood greeted her.
    “I don’t know if it’ll do any good, but we’ve got to pull
Vince in. We may need that raft.” Ray peered darkly out at sea as he gripped
the line that had kept the lifeboat tethered to the yacht. Vince remained
motionless.
    Ray pulled even while he brought his body around to face a
burning conflagration in the wheelhouse. The flames subdued a bit, but didn’t
disappear as she joined in pulling on the line. With the two of them working in
concert, it only took a few minutes to bring the raft in. Ray looped the rope
around a tie down and then gracefully leaped into the lifeboat. He lifted Vince
and brought him up the ladder off the back of the yacht.
    The fire still crackled behind her.
    “How is it you can’t put that out?” she asked as she guided
him up the ladder and helped him