Flirting with Fire, Chapter 7c-8a

Chapter 7 (cont’d)

The girls didn’t even notice when we returned to the living room. Part of me was relieved, even though we hadn’t been doing anything naughty. A smaller part was annoyed, since we could’ve been doing something naughty!

Why couldn’t kids be consistent, I wondered. They were clueless one minute, clairvoyant the next, with nothing in between.

Preaching to the choir, the little head said.

No one asked you.

I know. I’m helpful that way. I’m… cockavoyant.

I groaned. Seriously?

Allie gave me a curious look, although she glanced toward the girls and came to the same conclusion I had.

“We could go back,” she said in a low voice. “How much longer do we have?”

I followed the movie for a moment. Harry and friends were in Hagrid’s hut. The dragon egg had just hatched.

“I’m not sure. Maybe… an hour? Forty-five minutes?”

Allie leaned in. Her cheek felt hot next to mine, her breath soft on my ear.

“How about that quickie you promised me? Or I could suck you off. You can come in my mouth, no muss, no fuss.”

The little head was raring to go, and the big one was about to say yes when one of the girls had an infuriating moment of precognition—someone somewhere was about to get lucky.

Susie sat up, looked around, and frowned when she didn’t see us on the couch. Allie pulled away in the nick of time and moved to hide the bulge in my pants.

“What’re you doing back there?” Susie said.

I held up my phone. “Mom called.”

“Oh. Is everything okay? Did she wanna talk to us?”

“Hush!” Madison said in annoyance, followed immediately by, “Ow! That hurt.”

“Sorry, leg spasm,” Emily said, transparent and insincere. “I get ’em sometimes.”

Part of me was glad she was quick to defend her sister, but the grown-up part knew better. My kid had just kicked another. The little head muttered curses as the big one shifted priorities.

“Emily, stop the movie.”

She did. She heard the warning in my tone and thought about trying to deny what she’d done. Unfortunately, she knew from experience that she couldn’t manipulate me, especially when she was in the wrong. She also knew I wouldn’t hesitate to ground her, to take away her phone, internet, and TV for a week.

“Sorry,” she muttered halfheartedly. She glanced back and read my reaction. I silently threatened to take away dance camp too. That scared her. “I’m so sorry, Madison,” she said, sincere this time. “I shouldn’t’ve kicked you. Only… be nice to Susie, okay?”

“Yeah, okay.”

“Maddy,” her mother prompted, “what do you say?”

“Sorry, Em. Sorry, Susie.”

“It’s just a movie,” Allie agreed.

“That’s okay,” Susie said to Madison. “Sorry I was talking.”

Carly felt left out. “I’m sorry too.”

“Much better,” I said to everyone.

Emily sighed in relief, although she recovered quickly. She wasn’t the type to brood, after all. She raised the remote instead.

“Want me to run it back?”

Madison thought about it but shook her head.

“Hey, Dad,” Susie said before Emily could start the movie again, “is it okay if I sit on the couch with you? The last part’s kinda scary.”

“Sure, sweetie, c’mon up.”

Allie heard the disappointment in my chipper reply, and she echoed it with a glance over her shoulder.

We’ll survive, I told her with a look, and she nodded.

We returned to the couch, and Susie waited until we were settled. Then she hopped up with Mr. Spice and her blanket. She snuggled close on my right, and I realized she probably wanted my warmth as much as anything. Carly did the same next to Allie.

Poor Spike didn’t understand why his humans had left, and he tried to evict Molly from her warm spot next to Emily. Molly didn’t actually bite him, but her look told him that’s where things were headed. Bless his heart, he even looked at me, like I might intervene on his behalf.

“Dude, you know better,” I told him. “Don’t mess with Molly.”

“Go on,” Emily added. “Madison’ll pet you.”

“Yeah, Spike, over here.” Madison patted the blanket. He leapt over her legs, found a spot he liked, and flopped to his side. Then he wriggled closer, and his tail thumped the floor as Madison rubbed his chest.

Buck wasn’t the brightest of the bunch, but he was the practical one. He was also third in a pack of three, which had its advantages. He waited for everyone else to get settled before he hopped onto the couch next to Susie. She moved her legs to give him room, and he nestled comfortably beside her.

“Good Bucket.” She scratched behind his ear, and he sighed in doggy contentment.

Emily was tired of waiting. “Finally. Are we ready?”

“Go for it,” I told her.

Allie waited a few minutes, until the girls were absorbed in the movie again. Then she rested her head on my shoulder and moved her hand under the blanket. Warm fingers slid under my shirt and along my waistband. I shifted slightly to give her better access. She eased her hand into my pants and found my soft penis.

“Just so you know…,” she said, her voice low and seductive, “I still want my cream.”

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Chapter 8

I closed the bedroom door and let out a sigh of relief. The girls were finally in bed, and Allie and I were alone at last.

“Sorry about that. I—”

She kissed me.

I stepped back in surprise, and she pressed her body against mine. Her skin felt hot as she slid her hands under my shirt. I belatedly realized she was nude, and the functioning part of my brain wondered why I hadn’t noticed before. I’d seen her when I’d come in the room, but she’d been on the bed. When had she crossed the room? I’d been so preoccupied—

Oh, for fuck’s sake! the little head griped. I got this. Hold my beer.

Allie bit my lip before she sank to her knees, untied my pants, and yanked them down. My dick sprang up and nearly hit her in the face.

See? I told you, I got— Oh Jesus, fuck.

Yes? I said dryly. You were saying?

Can’t talk now. Need to— concentrate— tongue stud— God, that’s good!

Allie steadied my cock with one hand and lowered the other to her pussy. She moaned as she played with herself and rubbed my dick over her face. Then she licked her way up my shaft and circled the head with her tongue. Her mouth was warm and wet, and I swayed unsteadily as the sensations reached my poor oxygen-starved brain.

At some point I tried to take off my shirt. Then I remembered why I’d made a detour to the master bedroom in the first place. I tossed the box of condoms onto the dresser, slid my cell phone after it, and pulled my shirt over my head.

Allie started sucking with long, slow strokes, which set off alarm bells. After a moment I realized why—the little head was selfishly planning to come in her mouth. I grabbed for the box of condoms, tore it open, and pulled out a trio of foil packets.

“Stop…,” I gasped. “I’m gonna come if you don’t.” She gripped my balls with one hand and stroked my shaft with the other. I groaned, “Don’t. Stop. I wanna fuck you first.”

I wasn’t entirely sure what I’d do if she kept sucking. Fortunately, she released her lip-lock, stood, and headed toward the bed. The little head wanted to rush after her, but the big head pumped the brakes. I ripped open the foil packet, fitted the condom over my glans, and unrolled it down the shaft.

I wasn’t fond of the things, but rules were rules. Besides, Allie wouldn’t know the difference. Christy claimed she could tell, but that was a white lie for my benefit. I’d had sex with only one woman who could, and only because she’d been allergic to latex.

Hey, Casanova! D’you mind? A little help?

Allie lay on the center of the bed, ten feet away. She gave me a smoldering look, crooked a finger, and spread her legs. Her pink labia parted, and her pussy glistened with moisture. I was tempted to go down on her first, but she and the little head put a stop to that.

“I want you. Inside me. Now.”

Yeah! What she said.

I climbed onto the bed, knelt between her thighs, and scooted forward. She closed her eyes and moaned softly when I rubbed my latex-covered cock along her channel. Then I teased her hidden clit and watched her reaction.

She looked even better than she had in my fantasies, less perfect and more real because of it. Her breasts weren’t as full, but they rose and fell with her breathing, and her nipples stood at attention.

“God, stop teasing,” she panted. “Put it in.”

I set my cock at her opening, eased forward, and came to an abrupt stop. Her pussy was much tighter than I’d expected, so I braced my arms and leaned over her. I bore down with my hips, and my shaft bent from the resistance.

Allie clutched my arms, closed her eyes, and arched her back as the pleasure mounted. I thought for a moment that she might be too small, but her pussy gradually opened for me. Then the resistance suddenly gave way, and I sank into her.

She cried out, and the heat of her pussy threatened to overwhelm me. I breathed hard through my nose as I held myself above her and tried to ignore the pressure behind my balls. The sensation eventually passed, and I opened my eyes.

Allie smiled up at me. “It’s so warm.”

“No kidding.”

“Not me,” she chuckled. “You. Your dick. I’d almost forgotten.” She drew me down for a kiss, and I began moving my hips.

I fucked her slowly, steadily, until our breathing synced. Her skin felt hot next to mine, in spite of the air conditioning, and her pussy had gone from molten to infernal. I pushed up and watched her face as she grimaced with pleasure. A flush slowly mounted her chest, and she began thrusting her hips against me.

She surprised me when she came. It wasn’t an earth-shattering climax, but it was definitely an orgasm. She breathed hard through her nose when it subsided, and her thighs shook as aftershocks rippled through her.

“Was that…?” I wondered aloud.

She jerked a nod.

“Okay,” I said slowly. “What should I…?”

She opened her eyes and smiled up at me. Then she pulled me down for another kiss. I wasn’t sure where we were going, but we made out with increasing passion until she pushed me away.

“I wanna ride you.”

“You aren’t too—?”

“Sensitive? God, no.” She rested her palms on my biceps and grinned up at me. “What? Didn’t she tell you?”

“Tell me what?”

“Never mind. You’ll figure it out. Get on your back.”

She expected me to pull out, but I thrust my arms under her and rolled us both.

“Oh, my!”

I gripped her ass and started moving my hips.

“Uh-uh. Do it my way.” She pushed herself up and then groaned as she sat back on my cock. Her hair had come half-undone from the French twist, so she reached up and tugged it loose. Light brown waves cascaded over her shoulders and shadowed her face.

I gazed up at her for a moment and then ran my hands up her torso. She waited until I cupped her soft breasts and squeezed gently.

“So… you’re okay with them?”

“Totally. You’re beautiful.”

She smiled.

“And I’m not just saying that ’cause you’re—”

Her lips quirked in a smile. “She warned me about you.”

“About what?”

“That you talk a lot. During sex.”

“Yeah. Sorry. Only, I’m not. So… you prefer a quiet, manly type?”

“Mmm. Now, if you don’t mind…”

She began rocking her hips. Her nostrils flared with her breathing, and she closed her eyes. I moved my hands to her hips, and she braced hers on my chest. She knew exactly what she was doing, and she didn’t need anything from me. I selfishly wondered how I was different from a Sybian.

Allie must have sensed my thoughts, because she opened her eyes and looked into mine. Hers crinkled with amusement before they softened and pulled me in. Her breathing grew heavier, and the temperature in her pussy rose a couple of degrees.

She rode me for several minutes at the same pace, although I didn’t feel like a sex toy. She caressed my chest and moaned encouragement when I cupped her swinging breasts. Then she arched her back, and her mouth fell open in a silent gasp of pleasure.

The climax lasted a lot longer that time, until she collapsed against my chest and quivered from the force of it. She buried her face in my neck and clung to me, something she definitely couldn’t do with a Sybian.

“Oh, God,” she said at last, breathless and insistent, “I need it hard. Fuck me.”

“What? Are you—?”

“Just fuck me. Hard. Please.”

I grabbed a double-handful of ass and began thrusting.

“Harder.”

I slammed into her.

“Oh, God… harder!”

I held her tight and rolled us over. She cried out in surprise, and I came to rest on my knees. My dick slipped out of her, so I grabbed her thighs, pushed them toward her chest, and held them there. I aimed my cock at her glistening pussy and slid into her. I didn’t meet any resistance, so I rammed home.

“You want me to fuck you? Huh? Is this what you want?”

I began thrusting and pounded into her. The sound of slapping flesh filled the room, and the bed frame squeaked in protest.

I thought Allie might cry out or beg me to stop, but her pink chest turned scarlet from the heat. Her pussy had been hot and wet before, but it was nothing compared to now. I braced my hands on the bed and bent her double. Then I rose on my toes and used my full weight to drive my cock home.

“Unh, harder!”

I slammed into her as hard as I could, until I thought I might actually hurt her. Then I realized she was coming again, a long, continuous orgasm that peaked with every thrust. Her pussy squeezed and tried to hold me back, but I plowed through her resistance.

Heat and friction finally overwhelmed me, and I buried my cock deep inside her. I cried out from the force of my own climax, and firehose spurts filled the condom.

I didn’t quite lose consciousness, but my vision dimmed. A bellows rush filled my ears, the sound of my own harsh breathing. At the same time, a heavy lethargy settled over me like a leaden blanket. My arms felt rubbery all of a sudden. I tried to push myself up, but Allie grabbed my shoulders and pulled me down.

“Not yet! I’m still—!”

She fell silent, and I could feel the current of her orgasm as it flowed through her. Her pussy squeezed my shaft, and her whole body quivered as she held me close. Then she shuddered and relaxed. A moment later she sagged to the bed and finally released me.

“Oh, God,” she panted. “I needed that.”

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Strength slowly returned to my arms and shoulders, and I pushed myself up. I started to draw my knees forward, but Allie stopped me.

“Don’t. Not yet.”

“Are you sure?”

She nodded. “You haven’t finished. Keep going. I’m fine.”

“Me too.”

“But… you didn’t come.”

“Of course I did. Like, five minutes ago.”

“I didn’t— I mean, I didn’t feel it.”

“You were a little preoccupied.”

“Are you sure?” She concentrated. “I still don’t… I mean…”

“Oh, I came,” I chuckled. “Trust me. Ah, hold on… I know what the problem is.” I disentangled my arms from her legs, and she grimaced as she lowered them.

“Ow, ow, ow… Okay, ow.” She panted to catch her breath. “Sorry. I didn’t realize I was so out of shape.”

I sat back, and my dick slid out of her. She pushed herself up on her elbows, and her breasts shifted together. A distracted part of me—one that should’ve been satisfied—imagined fucking her between them. She snapped me back to reality.

“A condom? But I— And you— We can’t—” She fell back on the pillow, and her breasts flattened to the sides again. “Ah, now I get it. Protection. Not from getting pregnant, but from other things.”

“Lions and tigers and bears…”

“Oh, my.” She sighed. “I guess I hadn’t thought of that.”

“Yeah, sorry.”

We rarely talked about AIDS and STDs, but we worried about them all the time. They were the main reason I was fine with a blowjob, even from a woman I’d just met, but I wouldn’t have sex until I knew her better. Even then, I used a condom until we both got tested.

“I thought you knew,” I said to Allie. “About the condom, I mean.”

She shook her head.

“And you didn’t see the box? That’s why I had to run to the master bedroom.”

Another headshake.

“Sorry. I should’ve said something. It isn’t personal.”

“What? I know. It’s cool. Totally. And… I should’ve realized. I just— I mean… I haven’t had to worry about things like that. Not since… well, you know.”

I nodded.

“It gives me an idea, though…” She sat forward and caught my cock in both hands. She massaged the base with her left and gripped the condom with her right. She slid it off. Then she grinned. “I haven’t done this in years.” She held up the condom and slowly squeezed my come into the tip. It was a healthy amount, even more than usual.

“Not bad,” she said appreciatively. “And it’s still warm. Whatever should I do with it?” She smirked. It was a rhetorical question.

After a moment she lowered the open end of the condom to her lips. Then she raised the full end and tilted her head back. Pearly semen flowed down channels in the latex. She drained it into her mouth and held it for a moment. Finally, she closed her eyes and swallowed.

“Ahh! Nice.” She squeezed the last of the semen onto her lips and spread it around with her fingers. “It’s better fresh,” she added, “but I’ll take what I can get.”

“There’s more where that came from,” I chuckled.

“I know.” She glanced at my semi-hard dick and arched an eyebrow.

“Ha! Sorry. Maybe when I was twenty…”

“That’s okay. I need some time too. Besides, I have to pee. Be right back.”

I watched her go and made a point to admire her body. She pretended not to notice, but I caught a glimpse of a smile before she closed the bathroom door.

I flopped to my back and stared at the ceiling. Allie must have pulled down the covers earlier, while I’d been on my errand to fetch the condoms. I hadn’t noticed before.

You were doing what you always do, the little head grumped. Daphne? Seriously?

What? I still care about her.

Yeah, but… twenty years?

The bathroom door opened before I could come up with a suitably pigheaded reply. Allie appeared, although she took one look at me and stopped.

“What’ve I done now?” I said.

“Oh, nothing. But someday you’re going to have to tell me what’s going through your head. Not today,” she added as she crawled onto the bed, “but someday.”

She stretched along my left side this time, which felt more like normal. Then she swung her hair back and rested her cheek on my chest. I put my arm around her, and she slid her leg over mine. We relaxed in a companionable silence. At least, it was companionable until she raked her big toe along the sole of my foot.

I nearly leapt off the bed.

“It’s a good thing you aren’t ticklish,” she teased.

“Uh-huh.”

“Sorry, I’ll behave.”

“Why don’t I believe you?”

“What if I swear on my vagina? And promise you unlimited visitation? Supervised, of course, but any time you like.”

“Oh. Well… when you put it like that…”

She laughed and kissed my nipple, a friendly truce more than an intimate one. Then she slid her leg over mine, returned her cheek to my chest, and sighed happily. We fell silent again, and our breathing slowly found a rhythm. I wasn’t ready for sleep, but I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeling of Allie’s warm, soft body next to mine.

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To be continued…