The Fire Within (2 page)

He found it. The instant he touched her nipple, blazing pleasure whipped through her breast. Need exploded between her thighs. He squeezed, a punishing pinch. Firm enough to cause a spectacular tenderness to replace the arousal.

Immediately his cruel touch melted into a semi rough caress as he rubbed and rolled her nipple between his thumb and finger. She gasped at the unfamiliar sensations pulsing through her body. His other hand slid tighter around her waist, pulling her closer to him.

She sucked in a breath when his hand left her breast and massaged her other nipple. In moments, both nipples were hard and achy. He moved from her breasts, his hand blazing along her bare belly making her shiver with anticipation. His fingers hooked her waistband. Cool air brushed her legs as he pulled down her pants and underwear.

He cupped her bare ass, lifted her up and plopped her onto the coldness of the table. In one quick sweep, he tugged her pants and underwear off her legs. With one knee, he forced her legs apart and moved between them, pressing his massive yet clothed erection against her exposed and aching pussy.

The size of his bulge frightened her. And it exhilarated her!

She inhaled sharply at the tremors rippling through her. Warm wetness trickled between her thighs, readying her for him. His kiss deepened, tilting her world.

A callused finger skimmed along the inside of her thigh. She shuddered at his touch. It felt so good.

He ripped his mouth away from hers and whispered hoarsely into her ear.

“Don’t you realize what you’ve just volunteered for?”

His finger parted the swollen folds of her labia. He rubbed her clit and an electrifying current shot through her.

She let go of him, threw back her head and cried out from the intensity of his violent touch. She didn’t care who heard. She was beyond caring. She’d entered a new world. A dangerous world of desire.

“Loverboy will take one peek at your sweet innocent girl next door looks and fuck you.”

Jim’s pressure on her nub increased. His touch became electric. Savage.

Sky cried as breathtaking spasms pulsed inside her pussy.

“Is this what you want him to do to you, Sky?”

“Yes!” She hissed.

Her legs trembled as another wave of ecstasy assaulted her. Her hips surged upward against his finger. Begging for more.

She bucked on the table as a finger plunged inside her sopping vagina. White-hot splendor crashed around her. Another burning finger plunged inside. And then another. And another.

He filled her aggressively. His masculine strength hammering in and out.

Faster.

Faster.

Until peak after shocking peak swept over her. They kept coming. Crashing into her. Around her. Waves of exploding heat.

They frightened her.

Jim kept pumping. Her hips kept grinding. She couldn’t stop herself!

Something was coming! Something beautiful and scary and fierce. Unbearable pleasure took control.

Sky tightened her eyes. Her heart crashed and she panted.

Jim quickened his thrusts. Within seconds, a deep wrenching explosion ripped through her.

Sky screamed and shivered as convulsions wrapped around her.

“Go with it, Sky. Let yourself go with it.” Jim’s soft voice urged.

She reached out and clutched his strong shoulders,  digging her fingernails deep into his thick muscles.

“Ride with it,” Jim whispered.

It was insane. Unbearable. Pleasure. Ecstasy.

Shudders swallowed her. Bright stars burst around her vision and she tumbled into joy. She didn’t know how long the frenzy whipped through her, but finally the spasms ebbed. Jim’s breaths erupted hard and heavy in her ears. Her vaginal muscles quivered around his fingers.

She was dazed. Wiped out. Satisfied. Wonderfully gratified.

Gosh! That was fantastic!

She held onto Jim’s massive shoulders until the erotic flush began to subside. Then she loosened her grip.

“I won’t ask if it was good. It’s written all over your face. You look like a woman who has been properly finger fucked.” His voice was tender and sweet.

Finger fucked. Reality crashed into her. Oh gosh! What had she done?

She sat on a table in a conference room in the middle of Sex Squad Headquarters with a man’s fingers impaling her vagina.

What if someone walked in on them? Having sex on the job was illegal. They’d be fired.

Despite her uneasiness, she wanted Jim’s warm fingers to stay inside her. It felt so nice. So filling. So natural.

“Sky, look at me.”

She opened her eyes and her breath caught at the dark desire.

“Loverboy will fuck you until you’re as mindless as you just were. Do you see how easy it is for an experienced man to take down a sexually innocent woman like you? Do you?”

Concern marred Jim’s face and doubt filled her. Maybe he was right. Maybe this assignment was too dangerous. Look what had just happened to her. She’d loved what he’d done. She wanted him to do it again.

She almost caved in and told him she would give up the assignment she’d volunteered for. Almost.

“Thanks for the vote of confidence,” she said tightly as she realized he’d wanted to teach her a lesson and not please her.

A muscle in his jaw twitched as he studied her. He truly seemed to care for her but she was a big girl. She could handle Loverboy. He must have recognized that she wasn’t going to be persuaded into his way of thinking, for he swore beneath his breath.

“Dammit, Sky. Don’t do this.”

“It’s done.”

A sucking sound shot through the air as he slid his fingers out of her drenched pussy.

“I guess I was wrong about you, Sky. I’m glad I finally came to my senses and left you. Good luck. You’re going to need it.”

He turned and stomped toward the door.

Son of a bitch
!
If he opened that door people might see her like this
!

Sky jumped off the table, her shaky legs almost crumbling as her feet landed on the floor.

Quickly she picked up her clothing and covered herself. She wanted to give in to Jim. Wanted him to fuck her and take her back into the world of sexual need. Now!

“Jim! Please, don’t go!”

The door opened and he was gone, slamming the door shut behind his broad back.

Too late.

The tiny sliver of hope she’d been harboring about them getting back together walked out the door with him. Wiping away the hot tears streaming down her face, she donned her damp underwear and stepped into her pants.

Gazing at the door, Sky squared her shoulders in defiance.

Jim McBride had just given her a lesson she wouldn’t easily forget. She’d be on her guard from here on out.

*****

Jim McBride hunched against the cold brick wall of the deserted men’s bathroom where he’d retreated after leaving the conference room and Sky. His heart cracked like a machine gun and his breath escaped in shallow gasps.

Damn! What the hell did he think he was doing trying to change Sky’s mind? He should know by now she was one stubborn woman. Once she made up her mind about something, there was no stopping her.

He shouldn’t worry about her. Being sexually inexperienced didn’t mean she wasn’t a good detective. In the line of work she’d always been able to take care of herself. Uneasiness pricked through him. So, why was he apprehensive now? Anything could go wrong, that’s why. She was a virgin. Sexually inexperienced. He would lose her if Loverboy got his hands on her.

Jim had read the Loverboy file. The man targeted virgins. He wooed them. Seduced them. Fucked them until they were hooked to his intense lovemaking and then they did whatever he asked. Obviously, he was great in bed if he could turn an innocent woman into a willing slave. There was no way in hell Jim was going to let the woman he loved go down that road.

In desperation, he’d stormed into the room Sky had been using and found her ogling Loverboy’s photo, her cheeks rosy red, her big blue eyes wide with want.

She’d looked so desirable. He’d wanted her so bad, his cock ached. He’d craved her to be naked. Right there on the desk. Squirming and moaning as he thrust his cock into her. His long fierce strokes plunging into her pussy, making her scream from the pleasure.

He’d wanted to worship her. To brand her as his own. To remove that expression of interest brewing in her eyes for Loverboy.

The burning anger and her comment about that stranger teaching her how to make love had overruled his usual control to the point where he’d grabbed her and kissed her. Her sweet scent had drowned him and made him heady from sexual need. He’d managed to thwart his own desires in order to please her and she’d melted under his onslaught.

He’d been surprised she’d let him touch her pussy at all. He’d grown bold slipping his fingers past her swollen lips into her hot channel. She’d been tight, but wet with want and had accepted his other fingers with relative ease. He’d begun thrusting into her. Over and over. He’d known the exact instant she’d lost control and given into the desire he was offering. She’d spread her legs wider, grabbed a hold of him, digging her nails into his shoulders.

Jim grinned. He could still feel the sting of where her nails had dug into his skin.

Ravishing agony had scrunched up her pretty face and her guttural moans had urged him on. He’d pumped harder. Faster. Finally, she’d screamed and climaxed, her pussy muscles contracting and spasming around his thrusting fingers.

He’d wanted her to get an idea of what she was missing. Of what she’d been denying him. He’d done the job of pleasuring her quite well. He’d changed her attitude toward sex. Had recognized the magical sparkles of satisfaction in her big blue eyes and the lovely blush of embarrassment on her face when she realized she’d lost control and given him her trust.

Jim closed his eyes at the sweet memory and leaned his head against the cold brick wall behind him. His cock continued to throb with the need for release.

He could still taste her sweet mouth on his lips when he’d kissed her. Could still remember the warmth of her flesh burning into his palm and her warm, wet cream slick on his fingers.

He’d wanted more than anything to remove his fingers and slip his aching shaft into her. He’d been close to doing it. So damn close, but it would have been a mistake.

From the start of their relationship, she’d made it perfectly clear she wouldn’t give herself to a man until she was sure she loved him. Then when she’d finally told  him she loved him, he’d been ready for sex. But last week she’d said she wanted to wait to have sex until their wedding.

Christ! He’d waited so long to be with her and then she wanted an extension until they got married? She was frustrating.

He craved to make her his wife. Wanted to see her flushed face and to hear those sexy little moans deep in her throat every morning and every night as he made love to her.

He wanted to father her children. If he got his way they’d have lots of kids. There was no way he should let this Loverboy assignment stop him from achieving his dreams. Jim swallowed as an idea hit him. Suddenly, he knew exactly what he needed to do.

Chapter Two

Saturno...one week later

Awareness coursed through Sky the instant Loverboy entered the smoky bar room. He reminded her of a sleek panther hunting for a mate as he strode confidentially to the polished mahogany bar and sat down several barstools away from her. The bartender grinned a friendly welcome to Loverboy and slapped a foamy beer onto the counter in front of him.

Sky didn’t miss the appetizing way his skintight jeans hugged his cute buns as he sat on the barstool. She also noticed those extra-large shoes kiss the floor beneath the stool.

You know what they say about a man’s feet. Big feet
.
Big cock
.

A spark of excitement shot through her at that thought and her gaze moved up to his frosty beer mug and to his fingers clasped around the glass handle.

Long, thick fingers
.
Just like Jim’s
.

Would Loverboy’s fingers elicit the same exciting sensations as Jim’s? She didn’t think so. Jim McBride was the man for her. She knew it deep in her heart, even with the way things stood between them.

Sky swallowed and pressed her cool glass of tequila against her hot forehead. Damn that Jim McBride for pushing her! Ever since he’d finger fucked her, she hadn’t been able to think of anything else but sex. Sex. Sex. Sex.

Yeah, sure, she masturbated, but Jim’s pleasure had been different. It had been deeper and more soulful and with more meaning. It was as if he’d unleashed her carnal side. Ripped away her confidence and made her addicted to…well, sex.

A friend of hers had once told her, “The minute you get properly fucked by a man, you’re hooked. Addicted to the high of sex.”

Ain’t that the truth
.