Page 38 of Burn Me Down

Beck licked the tip, and it jerked in her hand like it had a mind of its own.

“Tell me what you want. Tell me what you like, and most of all, tell me I’m a good girl,” she said, and I stared at her, shocked.

“You’re such a good fucking girl,” I growled, and she closed her eyes and moaned. My chest puffed up as she wiggled around on her fingers. This was so fucking hot. “I want to come on you,” I said, and she smirked.

I was disappointed when she stopped touching herself, but then she wrapped me in her luscious boobs before sucking my cock back into her mouth. I gave a little thrust, and my eyes almost rolled back into my head. I wasn’t going to last long. Just watching myself slide between her soft tits was enough to push me over the edge, even before she resumed sucking.

“Oh fuck, that’s so good. I’m so close.” My back arched, and I fucked her tits faster. “Here I come,” I growled. Beck released me from her mouth but pushed her breasts together around my shaft. “Ah! Fuck.” The first release had so much force that it shot up in the air and landed on my stomach. The rest landed on her neck and throat, and I loved how she moaned and pumped harder until every last drop was somewhere on her.

And just when I thought she couldn’t look sexier, Beck ran her fingers through the come on her chest and sucked them into her mouth.

“So good,” she said, licking her fingers clean.

“Shit, you’re the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. You’re such a good girl,” I said, kissing her and nipping at her fingers. “That was fucking amazing.”

“How long until you get hard again?”

I smiled, loving the excitement in her voice. It was surreal that someone was excited to be with me, and there was no stopping the glow I felt.

“I can stay hard for hours,” I said, going to grab a towel, but by the time I got back, she had most of it cleaned off and was sitting there staring at me. “What?”

“Are you serious?”

“About?”

“Staying hard?”

I smirked at the wide-eyed expression. “Yes, I’m serious. Why? Is that not normal?” She slowly shook her head. My heart suddenly sank. “Shit, I don’t have any condoms, it’s not like I ever had a use for them.”

“Don’t worry about it, I’m on the pill.”

I sat down on the bed beside her. “Good, you wouldn’t want a kid with—” I stopped as she made a noise that was sexy and terrifying. I looked at her just as she swung her leg over and sat on my lap.

Beck put her finger on my lips. “What did I say to you?”

“Not to say anything negative about myself.”

“Exactly.”

I grabbed her ass and squeezed as I pulled her in close to my body. Fuck she felt like what I’d imagine heaven to feel like if I believed in the place. I ran my hands up her back and relished in the silky feel of her skin.

“But this is different, this is DNA and—” She put her finger on my lips again.

“Don’t even bother saying it. All it will do is anger me. Who you became was not because of DNA and had everything to do with who you lived with. Look at Asher. You protected him and he grew up just fine.” I didn’t know if that was true. It felt like I’d always been angry, but what came first, the chicken or the egg?

“You’d take that chance? You hardly know me,” I said, baffled by her calmness.

Beck’s face flushed as she blushed. “I feel like I’ve waited my entire life for you. That’s crazy, and I know it, but I’ve never felt as comfortable or connected with anyone I’ve dated. I’ve been with people for months and lived with them and didn’t have the same feelings. Maybe you’re the one who should be scared.” She raised an eyebrow at me. “Maybe I’ll capture and keep you next.”

“You already captured me.” I kissed her neck and loved how she wrapped her arms around me like I was her everything. If this was my mind playing tricks on me then I never wanted to wake up. “The first time I laid eyes on you, I had to know you, and each day, you have consumed another piece of me.”

I kissed up the side of her neck until I could taste her sweet mouth again. “Just so you know, you were never going home with that guy.”

“Do I want to know?”

I shook my head. “No.”

“He was a good doctor.”