Burning with Desire (Forbidden Heat Book 2)

by Bella Winters

  “Shit…” Ricky said. I imagined that one burnt a little bit, so I quickly placed the entire mushroom headed tip in my mouth and sucked hard on it, trying to draw my own saliva back out of him. His eyes were rolling back in his head as if he wasn’t sure if he was experiencing pleasure or pain. His body was confused and that was precisely the way I wanted it to go.

  I swallowed his hard length all the way down inside of my mouth until I was not able to go any more. He was quickly bucking his hips up and down as if trying to hump me with everything that he had. I could tell he was about ready to burst into flames at that moment. Everything was going according to schedule.

  I pulled him out of my mouth and moved into position to straddle his body before kissing him hard on the lips. “It’s time.”

  Using my hips, I found the sweet spot and carefully straddled over him. I could feel him at the base of my entrance, wiggling, squirming to get inside, but I was making him wait until I was ready for him. I pushed myself down on top of him and let all of his ten inches inside of my waiting, tight, wet pool. I was so ready. The touch of his member inside of my opening was like the gates of paradise releasing the sounds of pure love into my head and it was nothing but perfect singing all through my brain.

  He was filling me up perfectly. It was so tight that every single move created pressure upon pressure until I could hardly breathe, but somehow I continued to move up and down in a steady rhythm, quickly finding the right cadence and timing for the two of us together to enjoy until we were both heading towards our destination of brilliant orgasms that would soon come to light.

  I leaned down and kissed Ricky hard on the mouth, letting my tongue roam free inside of him. He returned the favor, both of us revving up the intensity of the experience. Our lovemaking was moving forward to new heights and I could feel that we had started to take a new turn with things. I was feeling more experimental and more experienced all the time.

  “Show me how good it feels,” I said. “I want it baby…” I kissed Ricky hard. “Are you going to give it to me?” I kissed him again.

  “Yes…oh, I can’t hold it any longer…” Ricky moaned.

  “Good… let it go. It’s mine. It belongs to me now. You give it to me right now.”

  His eyes fluttered in his head as I felt his girth expand inside of me even more as he stretched me to the side and opened me up to the maximum. I was going to come any moment now. I wanted it hard. I wanted to come with him, to share this glory, but he beat me to it. Ricky’s body sputtered inside of me and his member twitched repeatedly as he came hard all up inside of my tight desire.

  I bucked my hips harder and harder on him until I felt that I had drained every single last drop from his sweet body. And then it was my turn.

  I kissed Ricky hard once again as I leaned forward so that he would hit my sweet spot with his epic probe and within seconds the orgasm I’d been dreaming of all day long started to hit high gear.

  My body was quivering inside and out and I felt the tension of all my muscles contracting together to make this work as the sweet bliss of my dreams came to fruition all over me.

  It seemed like it was going to last forever, and as the final remnants of the orgasm subsided, my whole body felt like it was going to split me into two pieces right down the middle. At last I was able to rest my fatigued form on Ricky’s hard, sweaty chest. I snuggled up to him and felt the heat between us slowly starting to subside. It had been wonderful. This was definitely something I could get used to.

  I removed Ricky’s handcuffs and let them hang from the bedposts. He wrapped his arms around me and kissed me softly. “Wow, that was different,” he said.

  “Yeah, I have a feeling that I’m only scratching the surface of the demented, crazy things I have in store for us.”

  Ricky laughed. “Oh, I can’t wait to see what you come up with next.”

  He held me close to him and I felt myself slowly starting to fall asleep. I’d been sleeping at Ricky’s a lot more lately. Typically, he was out the door with Zoe and sending her off to school before she really noticed I was still there, but on occasion I would wake up early and be there with her in the morning to help her get ready. She just thought that I was starting very early that day. I hated keeping her in the dark about things, but it was up to Ricky to decide when the best time was for her to find out about us. He’d be the one to tell his daughter when that time was.

  I was more worried about what my folks would say about us and the age difference. Ricky wasn’t at all concerned, and everything he said had stuck with me. I knew he was right. But when it came to actually putting that into practice, that was another matter. I had a feeling I would cave when I needed to be strong, but then again Ricky would be right there with me.

  I wished I had even one tenth of his strength. I closed my eyes and tried to sleep. Ricky was out soon, his light snoring providing the company to my restless insomnia. With all the wonderful changes happening lately, they carried with them their own fair amount of stress.

  Things would play out the way that they would play out, I guessed. There wasn’t that much I could do to control the outcome of everything.

  But it all still made me very nervous.

  Chapter Seventeen

  Ricky

  One Month Later…

  This was the moment of truth. It was the thing that I had been waiting for since Julie first introduced the idea of me coming to meet her parents. I’d played it off at the time as being something that would be easy, or if it did turn out badly then that was not our problem. All we could do was be together and love each other. If anyone else had a problem with it then that would be their problem. That was it as far as I was concerned.

  And Julie seemed happy with that answer. To her credit she’d barely mentioned feeling any jitters about it at all the past several weeks. I’d for the most part put it in the back of my mind and tucked it away, but then when she let me know out of the blue last week that she wanted us to drive out to the suburbs to meet them, I was not sure that this was the best idea.

  Things had been great between us and I couldn’t have foreseen them going any better. We were madly in love at this point and had been actually since we met, but I was too stubborn to admit it for a while. That was on me, actually. I was hurting and grieving, and Julie had been patient and had been there for me as I tried to work through things that I had within me that still needed healing. She was amazing and I wasn’t sure that I ever would have been doing so well without her. I knew I wasn’t.

  And it had all worked out so well for Zoe too. She was so happy when we finally sat her down and told her that we were dating. Her first question was when we were getting married. It was cute. We told her we had no answer for that. In fact, that was not something we’d ever discussed, but I knew in my heart that it was going to happen one day. I didn’t see a scenario playing out where such a thing would not be happening for us. I loved Julie with all my heart and soul and I felt that the feeling was probably fairly mutual.

  And now it was time to meet her family. I tried to put on my best face and act like everything was happy as could be, but Julie had learned to read me too well and knew instantly that I was nervous about the meeting.

  “Are you sure you want to do this?” Julie asked.

  I shrugged. “We have to get it over with, sooner or later.”

  “Wow, I guess someone has changed their mind about how easy this is going to be.”

  “No, it won’t be easy, but it will be simple. That is the most important thing to remember. So many things in life are simple, but they are not easy because they involve doing a lot of things that most people are not willing to do. That’s how people become the victims of scams, for instance. Someone promises to show them how to do something easily. People already know how to do things simply. It just isn’t any fun. So, yeah this will be simple, but not easy. I’m ready baby.”

  Julie laughed and reached over to squeeze my hand. “It will be ok.”

>   I smiled. “I’m sure it will be. How much did you tell them about me?”

  “The basics for the most part.”

  “But you didn’t mention the age issue?”

  “No,” she said. “I didn’t see any reason to. I think it will be better to see their faces in person.”

  “What the hell? It’s not like I’m old enough to be your grandfather or something. Besides, I look young for my age. Maybe they won’t even notice.”

  Julie laughed. “Knowing my father, he will grill you pretty good, so don’t lie to him. He will find out everything anyway.”

  I shook my head. “Are you trying to make me nervous?”

  “No, but I’m doing a good job anyway,” Julie said. “It’s fun.”

  The past month or so, I’d witnessed a strength in Julie emerging. She’d been strong and very independent since I’d met her. It was one of the most attractive things about her, but she’d still had a lot of self-doubt inside as well. I didn’t want her to feel that way, and as far as I could see there was no reason that she ever should have doubted her abilities in any way.

  And it seemed week by week those doubts inside of her had started to disappear. I was glad to hear that. I really wanted her to shed that old weight of doubt and fear and emerge as the strong woman I knew that she was really supposed to be. And it had worked. She’d worked hard on this, even though she hadn’t actually spoken to me about it.

  We arrived at her parents’ house in Wilmette. It was a nice little drive. I didn’t get to the suburbs that often, but I’d always thought about escaping the bustle of being right in the heart of the big city and escaping out a ways to live a more boring life. Sometimes the city did worry me, especially when it came to Zoe. I wanted her to grow up in a quieter place like I did. I thought maybe one day I would change, and pack it up for that big move, but right now I had to stay close to where my job was. There was not as much work in the suburbs and it was too far of a drive for me to see making it worth the while right now.

  Julie’s parents answered the door and I was surprised to see a middle aged couple who did not appear to be over forty-five standing there. They both wore warm smiles and greeted their daughter with a big hug as they accepted us into the house. Julie quickly made the introductions. Her father, Steve was a large man who gave off a tough, military vibe even though Julie had never mentioned anything about him ever being in the military. Her mother Nancy, was a petite woman with a sweet face, and angelic smile. She and Julie looked a lot alike, but Nancy’s demeanor seemed to be a bit less feisty, timid even.

  They led us inside their house which was a single story ranch style brick house. The neighborhood seemed to be a quiet, peaceful area, even if all the homes did look alike. We entered the kitchen where we all sat down around the table to get to know each other a bit better. “Fancy a beer?” Steve asked me.

  “Sure thing,” I said. It was only a bit after noon, but a beer sounded like it might hit the spot and help us to break the ice. Nancy grabbed us both a bottle of Budweiser and poured a few cups of coffee for her and Julie. I could tell by the look Julie gave me that she would have preferred a beer as well.

  “So, Julie tells me you are a fireman,” Steve said.

  “Yeah, I am. And you are a retired construction foreman?” I asked.

  “Yep, did the construction game for almost twenty-five years. That is a long time,” Steve said.

  “I imagined working out in the cold winters had to get difficult.”

  “Yeah. When you work that line you always have weather issues. Either you got the winters that are cold and bitter or you got the summers that are crazy hot and humid. Of course, I don’t have to tell you about hot. What’s it like being in the fire?”

  “It’s pretty scary, actually, but your mind is usually so focused on making sure that other people are out of the fire safely, that you don’t worry too much about it. You don’t have time to think. You just rely on instinct.”

  “Yeah, I can see that. But that sort of job… you got to think that sooner or later your number is going to be up. I mean, the stats on that have to be pretty high that one of these days you aren’t going to make it out of that fire. Am I right?”

  I swallowed hard. I didn’t like the tone of his voice right then, and I could tell where he was going with his questioning. Still, I glanced at Julie and smiled back at Steve to keep things as light as I could.

  “Yeah,” I said. “But most of us don’t perish in fires.”

  “How many of you do this job more than a few years though? I got to imagine that most guys are smart enough to get out before they get to that point, right?”

  “I don’t see it that way. A lot of people get tired of the tragedy and you don’t get to some people. So, unfortunately there are victims that you can’t help. That can be tough to take, so I believe that is the driving factor. But I just focus on the people that I do help, and that far outweighs the unfortunate ones.”

  Steve sighed and took a big swig of his beer. I was dodging his questions and insinuations pretty well. I could tell he had a problem with me right from the start. I wanted to believe that it was just his general demeanor, but I could tell he thought I was no good for his little girl.

  “So, how long have you two been seeing each other?” Nancy asked, changing the subject.

  “About a month and a half now,” Julie answered.

  “Oh, so you are just getting to know each other,” Nancy replied. “But when Julie said she wanted us to meet you, we were both a bit surprised. She has only brought one person home to meet us over all these years and that was a man she’d dated almost a year at that point.”

  “So, I guess you are telling us that things between you two are getting pretty serious,” Steve cut in. He wanted to get to the point.

  Julie looked at me as if she was afraid to answer, or whatever answer she gave might be shut down without mercy. I could sense the rift between Julie and her father and seeing how sweet her mother was, I could also see how she might have taken back this type of man. I wondered how much of a choice he really gave her. I didn’t like Steve. He struck me as a bully, and I hate bullies. I’ve dealt with them all my life in various forms and the only thing they understand is taking the fight right to them. Bullies typically don’t want to fight; they want to hurt somebody through fear, intimidation, and pain. If someone gives that right back to them, it is no longer worth the effort for them. They move onto an easier target.

  If Steve thought he was going to intimidate me one bit, the man had another thing coming to him.

  “That’s right,” I said. “They are. I care very deeply about your daughter and she cares about me just as much.”

  “How can you care about someone after knowing them a month and a half? It’s silly. And more importantly, how can you take advantage of your employee that way. Isn’t that against some kind of law?”

  I laughed, which really pissed Steve off. “I don’t care if you understand it or not. It was important to Julie since things between us are getting very serious, for us to meet. So, that’s what you need to understand.”

  “How old are you?” Steve asked.

  “I’m thirty-four,” I replied. “How old are you?”

  “I’m fifty-three,” Steve replied. “And I’m not going out with a girl who is still considered college age. You can’t find anyone your own age, pal?”

  Steve was really laying it on thick. He wanted me to get mad. He wanted me to become emotional in some sense. But I kept myself calm. “College age isn’t really a thing anymore. Hell, people forty years old start going to college nowadays. Does that make them college age, bub?”

  I decided to throw the use of the word “bub” in there just to rile him up, an answer to his use of the word “pal”. And it worked.

  “I’m not your bub, dickface,” Steve said.

  “Dad! What the hell?” Julie yelled.

  “Steve, watch your temper,” Nancy chimed in.

  “Shut up Nancy
! That goes for you too, Julie. This man has no business dating a woman who is ten years younger than he is, I don’t care what year it is. Things haven’t changed that much.”

  I laughed out loud as I stood up. I felt the anger raging through my body. Steve got a look of apprehension on his face. I spoke to him very deliberately. “Wow, that is very enlightened of you. First of all, you don’t talk to them that way. Second, our age isn’t that big of a deal, and if it is that’s because you are the only person who thinks so. Besides, Julie is a grown woman who makes her own decisions. She doesn’t need you telling her what to think. We don’t need your blessing at all. It’s just a formality.”

  “Get out of my house!” Steve yelled at me, but I was already walking toward the door. I wasn’t sure if Julie was coming or staying, but I was not about to waste another moment being in the same room with that moron. The man was intolerable and I knew that even I would have punched his lights out in another minute. I could not take any more of him.

  “Ricky!” Julie was calling after me as I headed to the car. I was about halfway down the driveway when she caught up with me. She held on to me and laid her head on my chest. I hugged her to me closely. I loved this woman so much. “Well, I guess that didn’t work,” I said.

  Julie started laughing and so did I as I kissed her lightly on the lips. “I love the way you stood up to him. I wish I could do that. He has some kind of control over me. I’m always so scared to voice a real opinion around him. I don’t know what’s happened to my father over the years. When I was a kid he wasn’t like that. Something took hold over him sometime and it’s never let go. He grew into an angry, bitter man.”

  I listened as she spoke about her father. It was sad to see a man deteriorate that way, but I knew that some people were just not resilient to the traumas that life can bring to them.

  We got in the car and started heading back to my place. I hated that things hadn’t worked out with Julie’s parents, but in a way I was glad because I knew that this would actually bring us closer together in some way. I was there for her no matter what and whatever the big, bad world decided to throw her way, I would be there with her to help her stay safe. Always. When Steve told her to shut up, I very nearly decked him on the spot. I felt a surge of anger course through my body until I was ready to belt him a good one right across the face. But I knew that would cause Julie more pain than it would help anything.