Blaze (Steel Brothers Saga 21)

As much as I yearn for this part of her—to take her virginity in this way—I can’t do it now. Not when there’s a party going on outside. My whole family is here. The whole damned town is here.

“Callie…”

She widens her eyes. “I don’t like that tone.”

“I can’t do this. Not here. Not now. You deserve better.”

“I want it. I want it now.”

“But this is private. So private and intimate, and I—”

“Stop,” she says. “Just stop it. You told me our first time that I didn’t deserve a quick fuck but you were going to give me one anyway.”

“This is different. You and I both know that.”

“But is it? Sure, there might be pain. But this is us, Donny. This is what I love about us. We’re quick. We’re hard. We’re fast. That’s what makes us us.”

“Anal can’t be rushed,” I say.

“Tell me you don’t want me,” she says. “Tell me you don’t want my ass right now.”

I close my eyes, let out a breath, and then open them. “I can’t.”

“Then you’re wasting valuable time, babe. The whole town is out there, waiting to congratulate us, but we’re not leaving this room until you fuck my ass.”

My whole body erupts in a blazing inferno.

This woman. Caroline Pike. My woman. My God, I love her. I love her so much. She’s one in a million. A billion. A fucking zillion.

No more talking. I was wrong. This is right. This is us.

My God, I can’t control myself around her. It was almost torture to go slowly that night in Denver. I loved it and so did she, but she’s right.

It’s not us.

This is us.

I squeeze a touch more lube over my fingers and let it warm in my hand for a moment before I spread it between her gorgeous ass cheeks.

My cock is on fire, and I smooth it over her tight entrance, nudging the puckered hole just a touch.

“Please,” she whimpers.

“Easy. I’m going to go in, and then wait a minute for you to get used to it. The toughest part is getting through the rim.”

“Just do it!” she grits out.

So tempting…but I can’t go all the way in on the first stroke.

I slowly nudge through the barrier. Callie sucks in a breath.

“Good?” I gasp out.

She nods. “Good. Please. All the way.”

I rip the bandage off and thrust inside her tightness.

“Fuck,” I growl. Instinct tells me to pull out and thrust back in. To fuck her and fuck her and fuck her. To be us.