Firefighter's Virgin

We came together, clinging to each other as though we were holding on for dear life. Chance was breathing heavily, and as he relaxed against me, I could feel his breath on the back of my neck. He moved aside my hair and licked my skin after kissing it. After a moment, he moved to the side, pulling me on top of him so that I was looking down on him.

He smiled in contentment. “That was something.”

“I’ve never done that before.”

He smiled. “You’re experiencing a lot of firsts with me, aren’t you?”

“All my first have been with you,” I informed him.

His expression remained tranquil, but I detected a small spark in his eyes that I couldn’t quite interpret. “Does that flatter you?” I asked. “Or scare you?”

“Both,” he replied honestly. “I hope you don’t mind.”

“I don’t,” I told him. “I’d much rather you be honest with me, even if it hurts.”

He frowned. “Why would it hurt?”

I shrugged and buried my face in his chest so that he wouldn’t see my face when I spoke. “It might hurt one day, when you tell me that you’re…moving on.”

Chance was quiet for so long that I was tempted to look up at his expression. “Are you scared I’m going to want to move on soon?” he asked softly after a long pause.

“Sometimes.” I nodded. Then I sighed and continued on before I lost my courage. “All the time, actually,” I admitted. “You never made me any promises.”

“Natalie?”

“Hmm…”

“Can you look at me, please?”

Biting my lip, I raised my head to meet his perfect hazel eyes. “Yes?”

“I love spending time with you,” he said sincerely. “And at the moment, I can’t imagine ending this. Can that be enough…for now?”

“It can.” I nodded.

“Okay,” he said. “Good… because I really like you, Natalie. You’re… different.”

“Is that a good thing?”

“It’s a great thing,” he told me. “All this time, I thought I just wasn’t made for relationships, but now I realize…maybe I was waiting for you.”

I felt my heart flutter at his words, and I realized I was wet and willing again. “Be careful,” I said. “That kind of talk can get a girl in the mood.”

Chance smiled. “Well then, feel free to seduce me.”

“Gladly,” I said, as I wriggled downwards feeling a new wave of inspiration.

His penis was limp, but I knew it would only take a small amount of effort to get him hard again. I had never imagined myself as the type of girl who might enjoy giving head, but now with Chance’s penis inches from my mouth, I realized I wanted to.

I slipped the head of his penis into my mouth and had the satisfaction of feeling him groan. I sucked the tip as my hands worked on the shaft, rubbing it up and down until he was hard as a rock. Then when he was finally erect, I took the length of him into my mouth. He grabbed the seat in front of him violently, and I saw his eyes roll back into his head. It made me feel powerful and confident.

I realized I was perfectly comfortable taking him deep into my mouth and sucked him hard until he was grabbing at me, clawing at my body like a dying man grabbing at a lifeline. The second time we fucked, I was on top of him, taking the reins, taking control of my sexuality and my newfound sense of liberation.

Chapter Twenty-Two

Chance

I rolled to my side and reached out, hoping to snuggle in next to Natalie, but my hand met empty sheets. I blinked my eyes open and turned. For a second, all I saw was blinding light, but as my vision began to focus, the image in front of me became clearer.