Free Bad Boy's Lust (Firemen in Love Book 1) by Amy Starling Page A

anymore. Had to have her. Had to feel her, to taste her.
    “I don't know. I think marriage can increase intimacy. You know somebody, you love them. Sex has to be more satisfying when love is part of it.”
    “Maybe you're right. But you don't need love to have a bit of fun.”
    Her wine glass was empty. She got up and excused herself to go refill it. I wasn't having any of that. No, she wasn't getting away from me this time.
    I reached for her, curled my fingers around her waist, and pulled her into my lap. She whimpered as my hardness rubbed against her slit, teasing her the same way she'd so cruelly teased me.
    “Jayce! What... What do you think you're doing?”
    My lips brushed her neck; each kiss there made her tremble. Her skin tasted just as sweet as I'd dreamed it would be.
    “I want you, Pink. I've wanted you for a long time.”
    Her body went slack. She finally relaxed, giving in to me and her desire for the pleasure she knew I offered.
    “This is a bad idea.”
    “The bad ideas are the most exciting ones.”
    She didn't resist as I pulled her shirt over her head. Out spilled her breasts, pale, small, and perfectly round with caramel rings around each nipple.
    Gorgeous.
    “We can't,” she weakly protested as I stroked her flawless skin. “This is going to change things between us.”
    Normally, I didn't kiss the girls I brought home. Made me feel weird. Uncomfortable.
    But Elle's full lips called to me. I pulled her close and kissed her hungrily, thrilled when she began to grind against me. That's when I knew I'd won.
    She was mine now.
    Our tongues met, wrestled, then slowed as we caught our breath. She put her hands on my shoulders. Tugged at my shirt. I obliged her and tore it off.
    I loved it when she touched my chest like this, awe written on her lovely face. She grazed my muscles and studied my ink with wide, curious eyes.
    “We can't do this.” Her forehead pressed against mine. “We're going to regret it.”
    “ I'll regret nothing.”
    “You're supposed to be hunting for a wife.”
    “That can wait one more night.”
    I attacked her throat with starved kisses and gentle nibbles until I had her quivering in my arms. When my fingers slipped beneath the hem of her shorts, she let out a quiet moan.
    She spread her legs and allowed me in. Lord, her underwear were already soaked.
    “You want this.” I whispered and nipped the lobe of her ear. “Let yourself go for once, Pink. I can make you feel good. You won't leave my bed disappointed.”
    “I – I know that, it's just...”
    My mouth found her nipple. I sucked and teased her, rolling my tongue around her sensitive nub. When she massaged my cock through my boxers, I almost exploded right then and there.
    “You're very big.” She sounded unsure.
    “You scared?”
    “No!”
    She stroked my shaft, exploring every inch of me, until I was seconds from erupting. Mm, this girl definitely knew what she was doing...
    “Don't you want to know what it's like? To be filled up completely while I give you the best sex you'll ever have.”
    I lifted her underwear. Stroked her clit with one finger and then slowly teased her entrance, pushing in and pulling out just a little until she was shaking in my grasp.
    “I can make you come over and over again, Pink. So much pleasure, all for you. You only need to lie back and take it.”
    My finger slid in deep; her eyes rolled back in her head. Making a woman feel good had never turned me on so much before.
    “Tell me you want it. Just say the magic words, and it's yours.”
    She hesitated, but it was impossible to resist when I had her on the brink of orgasm.
    “Please... Fuck me, Jayce.”
    I lost it. All rational thought went out the window and I became an animal, tearing at her clothes in desperation to reach my prize. I pulled off her shorts so roughly that I tore stitches. Then, her drenched panties and –
    God, her pussy was beautiful. She was lightly shaved and so wet that her tender folds shone in