Page 34 of Ember’s Heart

Colton

T he moment we were in my truck, the tension that had been relaxing in the restaurant turned tense, and I finally broke.

My hand found her thigh almost immediately, her jeans soft beneath my palm, and I felt the warmth of her skin through the denim.

Her own hand, small and delicate, found its way to my thigh, resting there for only a moment before she slowly began to slide it upwards.

My breath hitched. The intent was clear where this was going as Ember took pleasure in torturing me with her slow, deliberate movement.

One that had my dick hardening almost instantly, pressing uncomfortably against the zipper of my jeans, begging to come out and play.

“Oh it’s like that, Firefly?” I rasped, my voice a low rumble. “You’re playing with fire.”

Her eyes, dark and glittering in the dim light of the truck, met mine. A mischievous smile played on her lips. “Like you were at the dinner table the other Sunday?” she countered, her voice a soft purr that sent shivers down my spine.

My jaw tightened. She was right. I had been teasing her the day I returned.

Then memories of our date flashed through my mind and how her hips moved as she grinded against me, the feel of her hand on my dick through my jeans, flashed through my mind, making my already hard cock throb with renewed intensity.

Then the click of Ember’s seatbelt echoed in the confined space of the cab as she unbuckled her belt.

Before I could say anything or ask what she was doing, in one quick motion, she was leaning across the console, her body pressing against mine from the side, her lips on my neck.

A soft moan escaped me as her warm, wet mouth trailed a path of fire along my skin.

Her other hand, free now, found its way to my crotch, her fingers wrapping around my erection through my jeans.

She squeezed firmly, and it had me groaning out loud.

‘Fuck.’ I thought. ‘I needed to pull over before I crashed my truck.’

“Colton,” she whispered against my skin, her breath hot and intoxicating. “I don’t want to go home yet.”

“Fuck,” I swore, a laugh bubbling up, laced with pure frustration and desperate desire. Here we were, like teenagers, nowhere to go because we both still lived at home. The irony of it would be almost comical, if it weren’t for the raging hard-on I was sporting.

Suddenly, an idea popped in my mind. I knew the perfect place we could go.

It’d be secluded and no one would be there this time of night.

“I know just the spot,” I murmured, my voice thick with arousal.

“Old Hallman Rd,” I said. “You know where I mean? That dirt mountain road just off highway 87, that leads to that mini waterfall. Nobody goes there at night. ”

Her head lifted, her eyes met mine and I could see the desire in them. “Yes. Let’s go.”

The moment I pulled off the main road onto the narrow dirt road, I found the perfect pull off spot and killed the engine. Rolling the windows down, since the ac was off, the only sound was coming from the random owl and the frantic pounding of our hearts.

In an instant Ember was practically launching herself across the console at me.

Meeting her halfway, I pulled her onto my lap, my arms wrapping around her waist, holding her tight against me.

The kiss was immediate, raw, and desperate.

There was nothing gentle about it. Our mouths crashed together, teeth clashing, tongues tangling in a hungry, urgent dance with each other.

It’s like we were both starved, desperate for contact, and for a release.

My hands were everywhere, I couldn’t get enough of her.

One hand fumbled with the buttons of her shirt, pulling at the zipper of her jeans, while the other tangled in the hair at the back of her neck, finding her ponytail and tugging her head back.

I trailed searing kisses down her jawline, sucking on the sensitive skin of her neck, eliciting a soft gasp from her.

At the same time, my free hand slid along her side, over her ribs, before finding the soft weight of her breast. My thumb immediately sought out her nipple, pinching it hard between my fingers.

A raw, guttural moan tore from her throat, a sound that fueled my own escalating need.

“Ohhh Colton,” she moaned. “I need you. Please,” she pleaded.

Her fingers were just as frantic as mine, as she began tearing at my t-shirt to get it out of her as she tugged at my belt.

We didn’t waste any time shedding our clothes in a desperate flurry, tossing them anywhere, not caring where they landed. The warm, summer night air hitting our bare skin was nothing compared to the scorching heat between us.

With a grunt, I managed to push the console up, shoving it out of the way.

I then laid Ember out across both of our seats.

The space was tight, but I needed to be closer, to have full access.

I flung open the driver’s side door, swung my legs out, and then pulled her towards me, her hips rising to meet mine.

I leaned over her, my mouth finding hers in a hungry, open-mouthed kiss.

As our lips clashed, my fingers found her wet, warm pussy, plunging in.

She gasped into my mouth, a muffled cry of surprise and pleasure, but I didn’t stop the kiss.

I intensified it, and as my tongue danced with hers my fingers plunged harder, deeper into her slick heat.

“Oh, God, Colton,” she whimpered against my lips, her hips instinctively bucking against my hand faster. “Yes. Please. It feels so good.”

I felt the tremor start in her body, the tell-tale sign that she was about to come. I pulled my fingers out, the sudden loss of pressure making her whimper in protest. “I need to taste you, Firefly,” I rasped, my voice thick with desire.

Her eyelids were heavy with arousal, when her eyes met mine for a split second before I lowered my head.

My mouth finding her pussy hot and eager, as my tongue started flickering over her sensitive clit.

She cried out, her fingers immediately weaving through my hair, pushing my head harder, deeper into her.

I latched on, sucking and licking, my tongue plunging into her wet folds, savoring the sweet, musky taste of her.

“Yes! Oh, yes , Colton!” she moaned, her hips arching, pressing herself against my face. “Don’t stop! Please! ”

I wasn’t about to. I couldn’t get enough as I licked, sucked, and nibbled, my tongue flicking, swirling, plunging. The sounds she made, the way her body writhed beneath me, only intensified my own raging arousal. My dick, still throbbing, felt like it was about to burst, desperate to be inside her.

Reaching my hand down to free my cock from the confinement of my jeans, “You’re so wet, Ember,” I groaned against her as my dick bobbed against my stomach. “So damn hot.”

“You make me hot,” she whispered, her fingers still tangled in my hair, pulling me closer. “I need you, Colton. I need you inside me. Now.”

Suddenly I realized I had no protection. “Fuck. Ember,” I groaned. “I don’t have protection. I’m sorry, I wasn’t expecting things to-”

Ember interrupted me, “Colton, it’s ok. I’m on the shot. And I trust you.”

“I swear, I haven’t been with anyone in over ten years.”

“I believe you. Now get inside me… now.” She demanded.

My dick had no complaints about that. The raw plea was all I needed as I pulled my head up, my face smeared with her wetness.

My dick was screaming, a heavy, aching weight that demanded release.

I shifted, positioning myself, my gaze locked on hers, as I plunged inside her.

A guttural groan ripping from my throat as I buried myself deep.

The soft, wet heat of her pussy a welcome embrace around my throbbing dick.

Her legs instinctively wrapped around my waist, pulling me impossibly close. Her breath hitched as I found a rhythm we both enjoyed. She cried out, her nails digging into my shoulders, her hips arching to meet my thrusts.

My thrusts sped up as I pounded into Ember. It felt incredible being inside her. Her moans mingled with my own. The truck creaked and rocked with every thrust.

This wasn’t how I’d imagined our first time, not after all this.

Not in the front seat of my truck, on a deserted mountain road.

I’d dreamed of laying Ember down in soft sheets, whispering sweet, loving words, as I cascaded kisses down her body.

But right now, none of that mattered. All that mattered was Ember, wrapped around me, her body hot and responsive, as her cries of pleasure echoed around us.

I needed her. Needed this. Needed to feel her, truly feel her, after so long.

“Ember,” I moaned. “I’m going to come, Firefly. I need you to get there.”

I reached between us, my fingers finding her slick, swollen clit. I began to flick it, tracing slow, firm circles. Her breath hitched, her body tensing.

“Colton, I’m almost there,” she gasped, her voice strained with pleasure. “Don’t stop. Please, don’t stop!”

Her plea ignited something within me. I sped up my thrusts, driving into her with a furious urgency, feeling tingles erupt along my spine. Her nails dug into my back, her legs clamped tighter around my waist. Then, she cried out in pure ecstasy. “I’m coming! Oh, God, I’m coming!”

That’s all it took for my own release. “Yes!” I roared, feeling the first tremors ripple through my own body. The release was instantaneous, hot ropes of cum spurting deep inside her.

I laid over her for a long moment trying to catch my breath, the lingering scent of sex filling the small space. After my heart had calmed and I was able to breathe again, I slowly untangled myself from Ember.

After we were dressed again, as we sat in my truck, I pulled Ember into my arms, holding her close against me. Her head rested on my shoulder, her fingers idly tracing patterns on my arm. I peppered soft kisses on the side of her head, my thumb ghosting circles on her side, just above her hip.

“I’m sorry,” I murmured.

She stirred slightly, turning her head to look up at me. Her eyes questioning. “Sorry for what?”

“This,” I said, gesturing vaguely around the truck cabin. “This wasn’t how I wanted our first time to be. Not after all this time, and all we’ve been through. You deserved for our first time to be in a bed, Ember. Not… this.” I waved a hand around the cramped space.

Ember shifted, pulling back just enough to meet my gaze directly. A small smile, warm and genuine, touched her lips. “Colton, are you kidding me?” She reached up, cupping my cheek, her thumb stroking gently. “Do you honestly think I cared about the ‘where’ or the ‘how’ in that moment?”

I looked at her, searching her eyes for any hint of regrets, when I didn’t see any I said, “But, I’ve had so much time to think about it. To imagine it. And it was never… in the front seat of my truck, like two teenagers with nowhere to go”

She laughed, a low, throaty sound that sent a fresh wave of warmth through me.

“Well,” she began, continuing to laugh. “When you put it like that, it’s kind of funny.

One of us really needs to get their own place.

” Then in a serious tone she said, “But seriously Colton, stop overthinking it. Yes, it was unexpected. Yes, it was a little crazy. But it was us . It was real, Colton. And it was exactly what I needed, exactly what we needed. There was so much raw emotion, so much longing built up… Colton, it was perfect.” She leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to my lips.

“It doesn’t matter where we are, Colton.

It only matters that we’re together. And that we finally are. ”

Her words calmed me. She was right. It wasn’t about some romantic cliche setting, it was about our connection.

“Still, I promise you a better next time,” I whispered, pulling her back into my arms, pressing a kiss to her hair.

She chuckled, nestled against me. “I’ll hold you to that, Colton.”