Wildfire

by Lynn James

  “Jesus, I love kissing you,” Elaine whispered huskily. “You have been in my dreams every single night since the first day we met.”

  From the light of the burning fire and the moonlight filtering through the window, Elaine could see the fiery passion building in Devon’s eyes. She moaned as Devon’s hands slid down and stroked her breast. Elaine’s nipples were firm and every part of her body responded to Devon’s touch. She felt like she was going to melt from the heat of Devon’s fingers.

  Before Elaine could resist, Devon rolled her onto her back. Elaine opened her thighs to Devon’s gentle insistence. Elaine’s hips rocked against her and Devon’s body molded to her, finding an answering rhythm. Every inch of skin that touched Devon’s was on fire and it radiated down to the throbbing between her legs.

  Devon kissed her neck, slowly and softly. Long, slow kisses trailed down across her chest to her breasts. Devon’s mouth was greedy at Elaine’s breast, opening to take more of her inside before swirling her tongue around Elaine’s taut nipple.

  With Devon’s body moving against her own, Elaine sensed a woman who was starving to pleasure her as much as she longed to be pleasured. Devon’s breath was heavy on her body and her eyes were bright with need. Her hands and mouth left no doubt that Devon wanted her. It was a feeling that Elaine had not experienced in a very long time.

  When Devon’s mouth moved to feast on her other breast she couldn’t think. She could only feel…could only surrender to Devon’s passion.

  Devon’s hands and mouth slowly explored her body, leaving a trail of wet kisses until Elaine’s sweetness surrounded her. Devon was hungry to taste her. She had never before wanted a woman the way she wanted Elaine at that very moment. Elaine’s body was so responsive to her touch and her hips rolled and pushed against her. She had never felt so primal. So aroused. So in control and out of control at the same time.

  Elaine thought that she would lose her mind as Devon settled between her legs. Sure hands spread her thighs farther and Elaine closed her eyes in surrender.

  At the first stroke of Devon’s tongue, Elaine knew that it wouldn’t take long for her to climax, something that had never been particularly easy for her.

  “God, Elaine, you taste so good.”

  “Devon, you’re driving me crazy.”

  Elaine was incredible and Devon wanted to savor every nuance, every taste, every moan. She could feel Elaine’s body drawing closer to climax, but she wasn’t ready for this to end. She had never enjoyed a woman so thoroughly. She felt intoxicated by Elaine and knew that once wouldn’t be enough. Devon moved her mouth to Elaine’s thigh, gently kissing and nipping.

  “Please, Devon! Don’t tease me…Please!”

  Elaine’s hands settled on the back of Devon’s head guiding her mouth to where she so desperately needed it. Devon finally closed over her, letting her greedy tongue seek out Elaine’s throbbing clit. She used her shoulders to push Elaine’s legs up, spreading her, opening her completely. Elaine was unable to control her body as she felt the quiver in her thighs grow stronger.

  Devon reached for Elaine’s hands, using them to pull Elaine more firmly against her mouth. She delighted in Elaine writhing under her. She sucked Elaine hard into her mouth, her tongue playing over her.

  “Oh, God! Don’t stop!”

  Elaine freed her hands, wrapping her fingers in Devon’s hair, holding her mouth firmly against her aching body. Finally, with one hard thrust, Devon buried her tongue deep inside her. Elaine climaxed with a loud moan followed by a heavy gasp. Devon felt each quiver, each vibration emanate from Elaine’s body.

  Elaine finally released her hold on Devon’s head, intending to pull her into her arms. She hadn’t meant to hold Devon so hard against her. She wanted to be held by the woman who had so thoroughly ravaged her body. But Devon held her hips firmly and continued to stroke her gently with her tongue, dipping into her wetness, tasting her reward. This time the thundering in Elaine’s ears didn’t drown out the moans that she heard from Devon.

  “Jesus, Devon!”

  Elaine hadn’t thought that her body would respond again so quickly. But Devon seemed to know just how she needed to be touched and licked, exactly what would make her body respond even after her climax just moments before.

  “Fuck…Oh my God!” Elaine screamed as the feeling intensified once more.

  Devon’s hands smoothed over her belly, down across her hips and thighs. She intended to go slow this time, to take her time, but she just couldn’t control herself as she pulled Elaine’s hips more firmly to her mouth. When her tongue had first dipped into Elaine, a craving had careened through her body and she knew it wouldn’t soon be satisfied. She reveled in Elaine’s moans of pleasure driving her to continue.

  Elaine climaxed again with more force than she could have imagined. Devon never lost her rhythm, never quit stroking her. Elaine heard herself begging, but hardly recognized the voice as her own. She couldn’t see beyond the bright flashes of light behind her eyelids as her back arched urging Devon to bury her face deeper. And Devon did, greedily taking everything that Elaine had to offer.

  Devon finally lay with her head resting on Elaine’s thigh, feeling it quiver under her cheek as she softly caressed Elaine’s stomach, allowing her to catch her breath. Just as Elaine was about to ask Devon to come and hold her, she felt Devon’s fingers slide inside her body.

  Elaine had rarely been able to orgasm twice and never so close together. In truth, she had always been grateful to achieve orgasm once. But twice was an anomaly and three times…well, that just didn’t happen to Elaine. But Devon wasn’t done with her. She wanted to tell Devon that she couldn’t again. She didn’t want to disappoint Devon by not reaching another orgasm, but before she could even complete her thoughts, she felt her body responding yet again. Devon slid in and out of Elaine, at first slow and gentle, as she enjoyed the feel of Elaine’s warm center as the silky wetness enveloped her fingers. The unhurried and tender pace made way for a faster, deeper motion that left Elaine wondering how she could have ever doubted Devon and her ability to bring her to climax again.

  “Jesus, Devon, fuck me,” she pleaded.

  Devon continued her quest, her single-minded pursuit to give Elaine pleasure. She curled her fingers deep inside Elaine’s body and felt the tight muscles tug at her fingers. Devon held her eyes on Elaine, watching her beautiful face display her pleasure. As Elaine’s body began to tighten, Devon finally lowered her mouth to Elaine once more pushing her to heights she had never imagined or experienced before.

  Devon’s tongue perfectly matched the rhythm of her fingers.

  Elaine was beyond thought, beyond herself. She felt her body gathering and tightening, as Devon’s name once again rolled off her lips. Never before had she screamed out her pleasure, but with Devon she had no control.

  She gasped for breath as her body pulsed and tightened around Devon’s fingers. Devon willingly gave everything that Elaine asked for and more. Devon didn’t stop until the last moan; the last vestiges of orgasm were wrung from Elaine’s body. She raised Elaine’s hips higher allowing her full access to drink in every last drop of Elaine’s pleasure. God, had any woman ever tasted so good? Had any woman ever been so wet, so ready for her? No, never before.

  Elaine felt completely exhausted; replete with satisfaction. How had Devon known what her body wanted and needed when she hadn’t even known herself? Dr. Devon McKinney was an entirely new experience for Elaine.

  Devon finally crawled up next to Elaine and pulled her spent body into her arms, gently cradling her. She hadn’t wanted to stop. The taste, the intricately changing textures, the way Elaine had moved against her, offering herself so completely had been thrilling. She had been greedy for more. She knew that she could easily stay buried between Elaine’s thighs all night.

  With her past lovers, not that there had been many since her focus on work had been such a hindrance to meeting people, Devon had been more reserved, almost shy. She hadn’t bee
n so aggressive and she feared that Elaine might not like it. But when she heard Elaine’s moans and her ragged pleading, she had been unable to stop herself. The silken folds and sweet taste wouldn’t allow her to stop. Never had she reveled in a woman’s desire the way she had Elaine’s. Devon instinctively knew that she would never crave another woman this way.

  Elaine listened to Devon’s strong, steady heartbeat beneath her ear. She wasn’t accustomed to being treated this way; she had always been the one to satisfy her lover’s needs. She had always been in control, the one that was needed to satisfy someone else. She had never been in this position before.

  “Are you okay?”

  She sighed and moved closer to Devon. “Much better than okay. That was amazing. You are amazing.”

  Devon’s arms tightened around her. For the first time in her life she understood what it felt like to have someone put her needs first. She had trusted Devon completely, instinctively knowing that Devon would take care of her and she felt safe.

  Devon’s hands wandered aimlessly over Elaine’s back as if she couldn’t stop caressing the skin beneath her fingers.

  After several minutes, Elaine stirred, her breathing steadied and she found her voice.

  “Thank you for that.”

  Devon’s smile was gentle as she brushed a stray lock of hair out of Elaine’s eyes.

  “Believe me, the pleasure was all mine.”

  Elaine leaned into Devon, intending the kiss to be gentle. But when she tasted herself on Devon’s lips, the all-consuming fire returned. It was her turn to feed her hunger—her turn to savor Devon and quench her own thirst. Her turn to pleasure Devon as thoroughly as Devon had pleasured her. She slid on top of Devon using one hand to hold Devon’s arms above her head as she kissed her. With her free hand she began to explore Devon’s body and the low, sultry moans she heard thrilled her, sending sensations up and down her spine.

  She took her time getting acquainted with Devon’s body, kissing Devon’s neck before moving slowly to her breast. Playfully nipping and licking the little crease just at her shoulder, she tasted the mint flavor that permeated all of Devon’s skin. The softness just under the swell of her breasts was slightly warmer and Elaine took her time with the subtle changes of Devon’s beautiful body. Her hand slowly continued to wander as Devon urged her back for another deep kiss.

  “Jesus, Elaine...”

  Elaine smiled against her skin as she pressed her hips against Devon. She felt Devon immediately raise her body seeking more. Elaine slowly slid her hand between their bodies. She kissed Devon gently as her fingers glided smoothly between sensitive folds. “You’re so wet. God, I love that.”

  Devon’s eyes slid shut and Elaine stilled her hand.

  “Look at me.” She waited patiently as Devon raised her head, folding the pillow beneath her head in half to prop herself up and their eyes met.

  “I want to watch you.”

  She held Devon’s gaze as her fingers began to move again. Her heart skipped a beat the moment she saw her own feelings of trust and surrender mirrored in Devon’s eyes. She eased gently between Devon’s parted legs, enjoying the feel of Devon’s hips molding against her own. She bent to take a hard nipple between her teeth as her fingers continued their discovery.

  Elaine’s fingers played over the wet delicate tissue, learning how Devon liked to be touched. Without a single word, Elaine knew exactly what would please her. She had never been so sure of what a lover wanted; her every touch, every stroke, elicited moans of pleasure. She plunged her fingers deeper.

  Devon gasped, her body arching to meet each hard thrust as Elaine used her hips to drive even deeper. She teased Devon’s clit with her thumb, feeling it throb beneath the gentle pressure.

  Devon buried her face in Elaine’s neck, whispering her name again and again, each thrust bringing her closer. Finally her body stiffened and her breath caught as wave after wave of orgasm crashed through her body.

  Elaine held her gently as she tried to catch her breath. The low light from the fire played across Devon’s skin. Elaine’s eyes traveled down Devon’s body. She wanted to taste Devon… needed to taste her.

  Devon’s breathing hadn’t quite returned to normal when Elaine began kissing her way down her body. Elaine used her knees to gently urge Devon’s legs apart. It only took a few minutes before Devon’s body was rocking against Elaine’s tongue in climax.

  The fire snapped and crackled and the wind blew, but the only thing that Elaine could hear was her name being torn from Devon’s lips. It was the most exquisite sound she had ever heard.

  They lay wrapped in each other’s arms, murmuring their complete satisfaction. Devon rested her head on Elaine’s shoulder with their arms and legs entwined as sleep claimed them both.

  Devon stirred during the night looking for blankets. The fire had died down and the temperature in the room had dropped. She reached for the blanket that had slid down the length of their bodies. Elaine reached out and found Devon’s chilled body, pulling it against her own to warm her. Devon felt every nerve in her body ignite as she rolled over to see Elaine’s eyes lock on her own. Elaine sleepily pressed her soft lips to Devon’s forehead as they quickly fell back to sleep. Wrapped comfortably in each other arms, they awoke throughout the night to make love again.

  Chapter 11

  The morning light filtered in the large cabin windows as they lay wrapped in each other’s arms. Elaine had never wanted a woman the way she wanted Devon. She had been insatiable. She remembered the first night that she and Grace had slept together; it hadn’t been anything like her night with Devon. At the time she had thought that it was good, but she didn’t have the overwhelming need to constantly touch and kiss her like she had with Devon. The sensual touches that communicated what words couldn’t exposed the truth about the charade her relationship with Grace had been. Sex with her had been tactical, even manipulative. Grace had never wanted her, had never needed her the way Devon had.

  “Good morning.” Elaine smiled, her voice husky.

  God, she has a sexy voice. Devon rested her chin on the arm that she had crossed over Elaine’s chest, then arched up to meet Elaine’s lips for a long, lingering kiss. “Good morning, yourself.”

  She suddenly felt shy and somewhat vulnerable. She knew it was silly. They had shared a night of intense passion and Elaine had acquainted herself with every inch of Devon’s body. But today she had to return to her work and she wondered if she would see Elaine again or if one night was all they would have. Maybe it was all that Elaine even wanted.

  Her thoughts were interrupted by the static and garbled voice emanating from the radio. Elaine sighed and reluctantly extricated herself from Devon. Elaine slipped on her slippers before padding across the cold floor.

  Devon propped herself up on her elbows enjoying the view as she watched Elaine’s nude body cross the room. She listened as Elaine confirmed her position and then a series of numbers and coordinates were given by the messenger. Elaine quickly scribbled down the information and told the person on the other end that she was on her way.

  “There’s a problem on the south rim. I’ve got to go.” She pulled on clothes at a rapid pace. “Lost hiker.”

  “It’s okay. I understand. Duty calls.”

  “This is definitely not how I wanted this morning to go.” She leaned in for a kiss and it was several minutes before she finally pulled away.

  “Be careful,” Devon said.

  “God, I wish I didn’t have to go.” Elaine whispered before turning to pick up her pack and rifle. Without another word she was out the door.

  When Devon heard the truck start and leave, she rolled onto her back, put an arm over her eyes and sighed. Last night was a wonderful foray, but she still had work to do. After a moment, she crawled from the bed and headed for the shower.

  She dressed and made the bed as memories of the night before flashed through her mind. Elaine was an amazing woman and an extraordinary lover. She had never thought s
he would meet a woman like Elaine, much less find her on the side of a damn mountain.

  From inside her tent she retrieved a small shovel, brush and clipboard. She stood for a moment watching as her breath formed clouds in the air. The temperature would help keep her awake after the few hours of sleep she had managed. Staying awake and staying focused were two different things entirely.

  The sun was slipping behind the mountain by the time she realized what time it was. She had just enough light to gather some wood from the pile she had made and get a fire going before the sun was completely gone. With a lantern, she sat on a log near the fire wrapped in a blanket. She couldn’t tell if she was numb from the hours of working in the cold or pure physical exhaustion.

  As she watched the flames dance in the breeze, she was reminded of the way the fire played over Elaine’s bronze skin. Of how the fire reflected in her eyes and how it had seemed that Elaine could see directly into her heart. The flames continued their sensuous movements and she could almost feel the way Elaine’s body had moved against her.

  She banked the fire, made certain the grate was securely over it and took her battery operated lantern into her tent.

  She checked her watch again and sighed. This would be a good time to call Stacey. She had always looked forward to these phone calls, but tonight she just wanted to be alone with her thoughts. As she dialed the number she hoped the static would conceal how she was feeling.

  “Hey Stace, it’s me.” The static was indeed terrible.

  “Dev? What’s wrong?”

  She should have known better. At least she could give Stacey part of the truth. She certainly wasn’t going to tell her about the night she spent in Elaine’s arms right now.

  “I’m tired and cold. I was just calling to check in and see how you and Raine are doing.”

  “Raine is fine. She says I’m driving her crazy.”

  Devon laughed. “I’m sure she does. Any change?”

  “No. The doctor says that we still have at least a couple of weeks.”