Authors: Melody Snow Monroe
“I wanted to make it up to you for telling you there was a fire and there wasn’t.”
Her muscles relaxed for the first time today. “I know you were trying to help those women.”
“I was, but I wanted to help you, too. Would you be willing to come over after work? I have something special planned.”
She liked that. “What is it?”
“Let’s just say I’m going to light your fire.”
Chapter Eleven
When she arrived at Cody’s house, Shane answered. Boy, was he a sight for sore eyes. His dark hair was damp from a shower, and he’d splashed on some woodsy, fresh-air-smelling cologne that perked her up.
“You look like you could use a hug.”
“You’ve got that right.” She stepped into his embrace, and his tight hold melted her muscles. “I could stay here all night.”
“You figured out my plan, I see.” He chuckled and led her inside. “Could you use a glass of wine?”
“Absolutely.”
“I have dinner in the Crock-Pot, so we can eat whenever you’re hungry.”
“As long as you didn’t get any ingredients from Burger Haus, I’ll be happy.”
“You were a trooper eating there. Cody is going to do an exposé on them.”
“Good.” At this point she didn’t care if the station suffered financial loss because one of their sponsors sucked.
He placed her on the sofa then got her a glass of wine. He came out with a beer for himself. He held up his bottle. “To the truth.”
She smiled and tapped her glass to his. “To the truth.”
“Cody called a few minutes ago and said he had to work late, so it’s you and me. Hope you don’t mind.”
“Getting to spend time alone with either of you is a treat, as is being with both.”
He grinned. When they finished their drinks, he stood and held out his hands. “Come on. I told you I was going to set you on fire.”
“Before we eat?”
“That’s the plan.”
Shane wasn’t usually so playful, so she was extra curious what he had in store. He took hold of her hands and pulled her toward his bedroom, confirming he planned on seducing her.
Once they got to his room, he turned her around. “I want to do something really special for you. It will take you out of your comfort zone, but I promise you it is safe.”
From the excitement that laced his voice, this was something he’d enjoy just as much. Was he talking about having anal sex with her? “Okay.” She’d never considered having his big cock in her ass unsafe.
“For this, it’s best if I tie your hands to the bed.”
She chuckled, mostly due to embarrassment. “Why?”
He stepped really close, cupped her cheeks, and kissed her. “Do you trust me?”
That was a silly question. “Of course I do.”
“Do you think I’m good at my job?”
Now he was almost beginning to scare her at the intensity of his voice. “Yes. If you weren’t the best, you wouldn’t have been promoted to arson investigator.”
He grinned and his shoulders relaxed. Without saying anything, he lifted off her shirt and placed it on the back of his desk chair. “I can’t wait to taste you again.” His voice was almost a whisper.
He slipped off her bra and let it drop to the floor. He was on her tits in a heartbeat. The intense pressure, combined with her need, made her pussy dampen.
She clasped his shoulders and dug her fingernails into him. “I want you naked.”
“Not yet.”
Why did these two have to torture her so? He stepped back to his drawer and pulled out a neatly folded, navy-blue tie. She’d love to see him dressed up in that one day. She bet every woman’s head would turn.
He led her to the bed. “Lie down for me. You won’t be sorry.”
She couldn’t fathom what he had in mind. She’d been tied up once before and loved it. Being constrained turned her on. She got on her back and lifted her arms above her head. He was quick to secure her wrists to the bed’s headboard.
“I don’t want you to be tempted to stop me.”
“I would never do that.”
He smiled. He took her shoes off next and then dragged her pants down her legs. All that remained was her panties. She expected him to crawl between her thighs and lick her. Instead, he returned to his drawer and pulled out two more ties.
He waved them. “One for each leg.”
Imagining what this was going to feel like made her pussy juice up more. Her hips seemed to wiggle on their own. He pulled down her panties. The moment she was totally naked, he grinned. Then he ran his tongue over his lips. “I so want you, but I need to do something first.”
Tie me up.
Shane was gentle and quick in securing her legs to the bed. She’d never had both her hands and legs bound. Contractions clamped down on her pussy. When he walked over to his desk, she expected him to pull out a condom. Instead he withdrew a bottle and what looked like a stick with a marshmallow on one end. When he stepped closer, she figured it might be used for playing drums.
He slowly dragged the white, fluffy head over her tits. “How does this feel?”
“Soft and gentle.” Though she would have preferred his hand.
“Good.” He stepped back and slid on a fire-resistant glove.
“What’s that for?” Her pulse raced.
“I plan on heating you up.”
Her heart beat furiously in her chest. “How do you plan on doing that?” When he lit the fluffy end on fire, she struggled. “What are you doing?”
“Relax. You won’t get burned. Here, I’ll show you.”
He poured what smelled like alcohol onto his skin and set it on fire. Her heart lurched, but when the smile didn’t leave his face, she realized the fire was on top of the alcohol. He doused the flame with his fireman’s glove.
Her body began to relax. “That’s kind of cool.”
“Actually, if I repeat the action over the same spot, it heats you up and will turn you on. The forbidden is so exciting.”
“Is this what you learned in firefighter school?”
He laughed. “No, but I did take a class from a fire artist on how to excite the woman you love. Everything to do with fire fascinates me.”
He
loved
her? All other thoughts disappeared. He’d said it so casually that maybe he meant it to be a figure of speech. Regardless, her body had totally relaxed. Trust was the cornerstone to this experience.
He glanced over her body. “I think you’ll enjoy this more if I blindfold you, but first I want to change the knot on this tie. I’ll make it so that if you tug hard, it will come undone.”
She blew out a breath. His considerate act went a long way to bolstering her confidence. He then wrapped another tie over her eyes.
No light leaked in. “That’s good.” Most likely if she saw him set her on fire, she might panic.
She wasn’t afraid of the dark, and she knew Shane would never hurt her. The realization that she loved him, too, slammed into her. When had that happened again? As a teenager she was convinced she was meant to be with them. Somehow the gods of fate had proven her right.
The first brush of alcohol cooled her skin, shooting a shiver up her arm. He dragged the wand over her skin. At first nothing happened, or so she believed. Then a hint of heat warmed her skin before he brushed his meshed gloved hand over her.
“How was that?” Concern filled his voice.
“Good, but I want to watch.” It might be scarier, but part of the thrill was to watch his face when he touched her.
He removed the mask. “Don’t worry if you see the glove catch on fire. It’s supposed to. There is a sensual rhythm to the whole experience, so if you could keep the talking to a minimum, I think we’ll both be better off.”
The hair rose on her body. “Are you that close to burning me?”
He smiled. “No, but silence puts me in the mood better than anything. I like to stay in my own little world while I make fire love to you.” He winked. “Then I plan on making real love.” He leaned over and kissed her nice and slow. He held his burning wand high above her face.
He stepped back and turned off the lights. The flame on his hand had extinguished. He lit the wand, rubbed alcohol over her chest, then dragged the flame across her breasts. Her mind had a hard time reconciling what she saw with what she felt. Heat seeped into her body, but there was no pain or burning. It was like standing in front of a space heater on a cold winter’s night. The comforting warmth spread.
As he claimed, there was a rhythm to the seduction. A swipe of alcohol was followed by a slow, sensual pass of the fiery wand over her body. The fire would leap to life. She’d watch it flicker and turn colors. As her skin heated, he’d swipe away the flame. He’d tap her tit then tap her belly. Slowly, he worked his way down her body. If he repeated a spot, the skin would warm further.
The burning wand mesmerized her with its flickering flame of desire. Even spots he hadn’t touched heated her up. Her pussy begged to be given attention, but she wasn’t sure she could handle it. The burning wand got closer and closer to her destination. Instead of lighting her pussy on fire, he drew the wand over her thighs. To her surprise, the effect was the same. Having the licking, greedy flame nearby focused her attention on her insatiable need.
She wasn’t sure how long he lit and doused her, but her pussy perfume was stronger than the alcohol. In a flash, the light was gone. A match flared, and candlelight filled the room.
“I want to see you when I make love to you.” His sexy voice filled every pore of her body as he tossed his glove onto the desk.
“Yes.” All she could do was pant that one word.
Shane tore off his shirt. His rippled muscles glistened in the candlelight. What she wouldn’t give to learn how to light him on fire. When he unsnapped the top button on his jeans, her gaze froze on his hands. This wasn’t a man in a hurry. No, he wanted to make every mouthwatering move to torture her.
“Please hurry.”
He laughed, as if he was thrilled he’d succeeded in driving her crazy. “Patience.”
One zipper cog at a time, he lowered his hand until his cock popped out. “Ooh. Me like.”
Never taking his gaze off her, he stepped out of his jeans. “Now for my feast. I can smell that you’re ready for me.”
“I guess you’ll have to see for yourself.”
Like a lion stalking his prey, he climbed onto the bed and dropped down between her thighs. When his tongue touched her pussy, her body lit up. Here she thought the whole fiery experience had been the most erotic event in her life. That one lick set her on fire.
“Easy now.”
Easy?
He took her way out of her comfort zone by lighting her on fire, and he wanted her to calm down? Her pulse had yet to return to normal.
Her internal ramblings stopped instantly when he sucked hard on her bundle of nerves. Her back arched, wanting more. “God, that feels so good.”
“I want to make you scream.”
She could do that now with how he was touching her. His tongue brought her such pleasure when he twirled the tip in and out of her opening. It was when he pressed his fingers into her cunt that she thrilled. This foreplay had to stop.