by Alexa Riley
I walk around my truck and get in. When we’re strapped in I grab her hand. “Just think about it, and if you still think you might want the job, you should take it.”
“Oh, I already told her I’d take it,” Rosabelle admits, and then her cheeks flush. “Should I have not done that?”
I laugh and shake my head. “Only if it’s what you want. And April wouldn't have offered it to you if you weren’t right for it. She’s a good friend of mine, but she doesn’t sugarcoat it when it comes to work.”
“Yeah, I got that.” She smiles over at me and squeezes my hand. “I can’t believe how good I feel. I felt so lost and then you came along and now it’s like life has been opening doors I never thought possible.”
“Well, it’s funny you say that because I’m having some of those same feelings of my own.” I look over at her and wink as I turn out of the parking lot.
“Really?” Her voice is shy and she looks down at her lap.
“Yeah, beautiful. I don’t know if you’ve noticed but I’m falling in love with you.” Her head snaps up and her eyes are wide as I smile over at her. “But don’t worry, I’m not saying I love you right now because that might scare you away. I’ll save it for when you’re ready.”
Her mouth hangs open for another second before she closes it and presses her lips tight. There’s a long pause as she opens her mouth and then closes it again several times before she speaks. “So when will that be?”
“When will you be ready for me to tell you I love you?” My smile stretches and I can feel my cheeks tighten so I know she can see my dimples. “You’ll find out.” I bring her hand to my mouth and kiss the back of it. “But it’s coming.”
“Okay,” she breathes, staring straight ahead. I can practically hear her heartbeat through the cab of the truck.
“So you took the job? When do you start?”
She blinks a few times before she looks back to me. “In two weeks.” She smiles like she can’t believe it. “I’ll have to go through training, but she said as soon as I’m finished with my old job, I can start.”
“I’m really proud of you.” When she looks down at our joined hands I squeeze hers again.
“It’s just—” She pauses like she’s trying to find the words and then shakes her head. “Wow.”
“We should celebrate.” I pull up into my driveway and walk around to her side. “Come here, beautiful.”
I pull her into my arms and swing her around before I lean her back and kiss her like in an old Hollywood movie.
“Was that the celebration?” she asks breathlessly when I put her on her feet.
“I’m just getting started,” I say, tugging her into the house. When we get inside I pull her flush against me and lean down close to her mouth. “Are you hungry?”
“I was, but now I think it’s gone away.” Her hands rub across my muscled chest as I reach down and grab her ass. “Blaze,” she whispers as I pull her lower half against me and grind into her.
“You’re mine tonight, little unicorn.” I rub my nose against hers and lift her off the ground. “Tell me you want this too.”
“I’m yours.” She places her hands on either side of my face as her lips press against mine.
I walk blindly to my bedroom, unable to concentrate on anything but her mouth on me. Her legs grip around my waist as my knees find the bed and then I topple onto it with her under me. I smother her like a bear with my big body, and when a growl rumbles in my chest I’m not surprised. My need for her is so primal and raw that I don’t question the possessive hold I have on her.
“Make love to me,” she pleads while she helps me take my shirt off.
I take a second to look down at her rosy cheeks and swollen lips. I brush the hair out of her face as I look into her eyes, memorizing this moment.
“I’m never letting you go.” I vow and she nods. “I need you to understand that, because after I have you, you can’t leave me. I wouldn’t survive it.”
“Blaze.” She cups my cheek and I close my eyes as I lean into it.
“I don’t care if that makes me weak. You’re it for me, Rosabelle.” I smile against her palm and then kiss it. “Until the end of time.”
When I open my eyes I see the tears in hers and she smiles at me. “How did I find someone so perfect?”
“You just had to dress up in a ridiculous costume and set yourself on fire.” I shrug and she playfully slaps my arm. “Now take off those panties and let me taste my prize.”
Her cheeks burn but her hands are quick as she wiggles them between us and then takes off her underwear. I strip off the rest of my clothes until I’m completely naked and moving between her thighs. Just as I settle in and lick between her soft folds, she tosses her dress to the floor.
Is there anything sexier than skin on skin? Her warm silky body moves under me as my tongue dances across her clit. She tenses and moans when I dip two fingers inside of her and then purrs when I touch her sweet spot.
Her sweet nectar glistens on her pussy as I take my time enjoying every inch of her. When I feel her hips rise up in desperate search of her release, I stop lazily licking her and focus on her hardened clit. Her cries become louder and the grip on my hair tightens just as her body peaks and then falls over the edge of pleasure.
I kiss my way up her naked body, stopping to appreciate the swell of her hips and the dip of her bellybutton. I nibble on the soft contour of her belly and the place just under her breast before I lick my way up to her hardened peaks and feast on them. She’s writhing under me as my swollen cock lies on her wet mound between us. The ridge on the underside kisses over her clit and every time I suck on her nipple she raises her hips to move against it.
Need like I’ve never felt flows from the tip of my cock and onto her pussy. It’s thick and creamy as I smear the tip along her lips, desperate for entry. She’s so fucking wet, and as I glide through her folds, the sweet honey coats my shaft.
“Please, Blaze. Please,” she calls out when I tongue one nipple and tease the tip of my cock at her entrance.
I let go of her breasts as I settle over her fully and press into her just an inch. I plant my elbows on either side of her and trace her cheek with my thumb. When her eyes meet mine I nod before I slowly sink deeper.
“I love you, Rosabelle,” I say softly just as I penetrate her innocence.
Her breath catches but her eyes don’t leave mine as I thrust all the way inside her warm, wet heat. The pressure around my cock is unlike anything I’ve ever felt, and it’s nearly painful to keep still.
I lean down to distract the both of us, pressing my lips to her and kissing her softly. Her mouth opens and her warm tongue touches mine. We stay like that for a long moment, with me fully seated in her tight warmth, and the two of us kissing like we have all the time in the world.
“I love you, too.” Her voice is soft, but her legs are tight around my waist as her hips begin to wiggle.
“Oh God,” I groan, resting my forehead on hers and slowly sliding in and out of her. “I’m not going to last.”
“Blaze?” My name on her lips is almost my undoing.
“Does it hurt?” I say, pulling the full length of my cock almost all the way out before gently rocking back into her.
“No,” she moans when I slide back inside. “H-harder.”
“Fuck.” I bury my face in her neck and fist the sheets on either side of her. “Fuck.”
My control is so thin, but hearing she wants me to give her more is enough to have my body following her command. I thrust harder and when she moans, my balls draw up tight.
I feel her lips at my ear and her sweet voice whispers filthy things to me as I drive deeper. “I want to feel you cum inside me.”
I pull back so I can look her in the eyes and she nods at me. Without a single thought, I grab both of her hands and pin them above her head with one of mine. I move my other hand to where we’re joined and stroke my thumb across her clit.
“There’s no go
ing back,” I say. I hold myself deep inside of her and keep on rubbing her.
“Blaze!” she cries out as her pussy pulses around my cock.
The squeeze of her orgasm pulls out my own and I cum in thick waves of pleasure deep inside of her. It’s so intense I nearly black out as stars dance in front of my eyes. I try and remember to breathe as I feel lightheaded and overwhelmed with emotions at the same time.
Just before I collapse onto her, I roll us over so that she’s straddling my hips. Her body splays across my chest and I kiss every part of her I can reach.
“You didn’t have to say it back.” I smile at her when I kiss her heavy-lidded eyes.
“I know,” she mumbles against my chest. “But it’s true, and I do.”
I wrap my heavy arms around her until I hear her even breathing on top of me. I’m too excited to sleep just yet, not with how full my heart is.
I never thought this kind of love was possible, and all the thinking about the future has me wanting to start it now. Why do we have to wait until tomorrow to live the life we deserve? I close my eyes and thank whoever is out there listening that I’ve found the woman of my dreams.
Chapter Fifteen
Rosabelle
“I’m going to call in sick and you can do this to me all day.” I raise my ass a little higher and Blaze shakes with the need to cum.
I smile against the pillow as he thrusts into me from behind, and the pleasure radiates over every part of my body.
It’s been two weeks of utter bliss with my man, and I still can’t get enough. His hands grab my ass and hold me steady as his thick, heavy cock thrusts deep. I know he’s close to the edge, and so am I, but we’re both drawing this out because we don’t want it to end.
“You’re going to walk in that office one last time with my cum in your pussy,” he growls, and a wave of hot need rolls over me.
I slide my hand between us and wiggle my fingers on either side of his cock as he plunges inside. He grunts and then holds himself deep as I massage his tight, full sac.
“Fuck!” he roars as his cock throbs and I feel the unmistakable heat of his cum inside me.
His climax triggers my own and I moan into the pillow as my body goes limp. Every time is better than before and although I keep thinking that I’ll get used to this, I never do. I close my eyes as I lazily spread out on the bed and then feel Blaze scoop me up in his arms.
“I don’t want to wash you off of me,” I complain as he carries me into the warm shower.
“You know I’m going to have you at least once more before we leave for work.”
I place kisses across his chest as he washes me and then makes love to me again in the shower. This is why we have to wake up so early every day because otherwise we’d never leave the house.
I didn’t even make it through breakfast before he bent me over the kitchen island and thrust his cock inside me. My legs wobble as I cum again and I wonder if I’ll ever get my balance back.
“Finish your coffee,” he says before he kisses me and goes back to eating his bacon.
“I can’t walk. How am I supposed to finish my coffee?” I laugh as he smacks my ass and I jolt up from my position. “Hey!”
“I love seeing my pink handprint on your ass.” He licks his lips and I hold my hand up to stop him.
“If you keep looking at me like that I’m going to call in.”
He makes a low grumble in his chest and shakes his head. I don’t know why he’s so insistent on me going in for my last day. It’s not like I have anything left to do. The last two weeks at work have been just as miserable as every day before. I was hoping with me putting in my notice that things would calm down, but it’s all the same crap. The highlights of my workday are when Blaze drops me off, takes me to lunch, and then picks me up. I’ve tried to keep my head down, but it’s hard to when most of the time they’re purposely trying to engage me. The one thing that has kept me going is my new job that awaits me and knowing my time at my shitty job is coming to an end.
“Today I need you to do me a favor,” Blaze says as he wraps his arms around me.
“Anything.” I smile up at him and he gives me a quick kiss.
“Be ready to go at three o’clock. Okay? Do you trust me?” He raises an eyebrow and I roll my eyes.
“You know I do.”
“Then make sure at three you’ve got everything you want from the office boxed and you’re waiting outside for me.”
I cock my head to the side and try to read the look on his face. But like I just told him, I do trust him and I’m not going to push. “Will do.”
“Thanks, beautiful. Now let’s get you to work.”
He holds my hand while we’re in the truck and I always feel such strength from his touch. When we pull up to the parking lot, the usual knots begin to form in my stomach as anxiety creeps in.
“Hey,” he says, breaking my thoughts of dread and reading my mind. “Last day, and then onto bigger and better things.”
I nod and take a breath, summoning all my courage. “I got this.”
“You got this,” he agrees and leans in close. “I love you, little unicorn.”
I smile against his lips before I kiss him. “I love you too.” I grab my bag as he walks around to help me out of the truck and kisses me once more.
“See you at three,” he reminds me and I nod.
When I walk into work I go straight to my desk and place the empty box on the table. I don’t have a ton of work to do today and I know most of it’s going to drag on. I check my phone and see I have a text from Rie with tons of celebration emojis. I text her back a gif of a pig dancing and then see a text from Blaze.
Blaze: I miss you already. See you soon, beautiful. Love you!
I swoon a little every time he says it and I text him back quickly telling him I love him too. Rie and I are making plans to celebrate this weekend with a cookout with the guys from the firehouse. She’s met Blaze a few times and I can tell she’s really happy for me. The fact that she wants to hang out with both of us says a lot, because Rie never sugarcoats anything.
“There’s cake in the breakroom.” Tasha’s voice causes me to look up from my phone. “That is if you’re not on a diet.”
She makes a pointed effort to look me up and down and I clench my hand around my phone. Last day, Rosabelle. Last day. The words thunder in my mind and I take a breath.
“My boyfriend already made me breakfast,” I say, placing my hand over my stomach.
I watch as the corner of her lips tighten before she recovers. “Suit yourself. It’s your party.”
She walks away and I’m left wondering what she means. Party?
Curiosity gets the better of me and I walk slowly to the breakroom. Before I even walk in the door my eyes are wide and my anger is building. The whole breakroom is decorated with balloons and streamers and it looks like food on every surface. There’s a giant cake in the middle with the word Bye written in blue icing across it.
Never once did any of these jerks celebrate my birthday, or my promotion, or anything to do with my presence. But on my last day they pull this shit? I want to go over there and rip the decorations down and smash the cake, but I know if I do, I’ll be giving them exactly what they want. I’ve made it this whole time without giving them a reaction so I’ll be damned if I do it now.
With all the strength I have left I turn around and walk out of the room. Just when I think I can breathe a sigh of relief Mike turns the corner in front of me and almost knocks me over.
“Whoa there, sexy,” he says as he grabs my upper arms to keep me from falling. The way he says “sexy” makes my skin crawl.
I take a step back and get out of his grip. “Excuse me,” I say through tight teeth and try to move around him. He side-steps to block my path and at this point I’ve had enough. “Get out of my way.”
He blinks a few times as if he’s never heard the words before. “I just thought maybe we could spend a little time together since it
’s your last day.” His face relaxes and he’s trying his best to be smooth.
“Absolutely not.” I’m tired of giving this shithead mixed signals and after seeing that party room that I know he was a part of, I need to set this straight. “I don’t want to touch you, or look at you, or breathe the same air as you.” My anger is rising and I have to tamp it down if I'm going to make it until three o’clock. “I want you to stay away from me.”
He holds up his hands in dramatic gesture as he takes a step back. “Easy, ice queen. I was just being nice.”
I don’t answer him but I hear him mumble the word “bitch” as I pass. I will never understand how some men are allowed to live on the same planet as men like Blaze. I keep my mouth shut and go back to my desk and focus on packing up. There’s not much I have to take with me, but there are some forms I need to fill out, and that’s going to take me some time.
When lunch time rolls around, I get a text from Blaze saying he’ll see me at three and that he packed food in my bag for me. I smile as I open it up and see the sandwich he must have slipped in there earlier before he bent me over in the kitchen.
Thoughts of making love to him flitter through my mind and I spend my lunch hour fantasizing about what I’m going to do to him when we’re alone together. When I brought up the fact that we weren’t using protection the other night he just smiled and then he kissed me, which turned into making love on the couch in the living room. I think he’s not so secretly trying to get me pregnant, and I don’t mind one bit. From the moment I met Blaze it felt like I could finally begin my life, and what better way to do that than make a family?
As I fill out paperwork and clear out files on my computer I dream about our future. One with babies and laughter, and all the things I never thought possible all wrapped into one. It’s not until my phone vibrates with a text from Blaze that I see it’s almost time to go. I’m so thankful that I made it through this last day almost completely unscathed and I can’t get out of this building fast enough.