Page 18 of Sequoia Flames (Black Timber Peak Hotshots #6)

LASSITER

“Dammit, I’m fine, Lassiter! Will you please listen to me?”

Shaking my head, I eye the beautiful blonde glaring at me like an angry blue-eyed kitten.

“I don’t care what you think. I’m not touching you until the doctor says you’re good.”

Pulling herself up to her full five foot and a couple of inches, she glares at me with her hands on her full hips. “I know my body better than a damn doctor. I know damn well what I can handle.”

“I’m not touching you until they say you’re good. I couldn’t bear it if you ended up like poor Fred.”

“Fred was killed by a knife to the chest.” She stops and sinks a little bit. “Have his parents picked him up yet?”

“Yeah. The other day. They seemed like really nice people.” Sighing, I stand up and pace. “They couldn’t understand what happened with Alex.”

“I don’t think anybody understands that,” Verity mutters under her breath.

“I think we’re all thinking that. But he’s really messed up. Have you seen the picture of his mom in the paper. She looks just like you.”

“Yeah.” She shudders and moves into my arms, burying her head in my chest. “That is sick as hell. He thought he wanted to marry me and have sex with me because I looked like his mom? What the hell?”

“The psychologist thinks that he never mourned his mom like he should have because his dad smacked him around every time he cried for her. So he just pushed it down and when he saw you, he pushed those feelings into some kind of twisted love. He thought that meant that you were meant to be his.”

“Hmmmph!” She huffs. “I don’t care how you put it. It’s sick. I know that his mom died in a home invasion but nobody was ever convicted of it. So there’s all these feelings roiling around in there from the time he was fifteen or so. But still…”

“Yeah, he’s got a few screws loose that’s for sure.”

She lifts her head and her bottom lip pouts out until she runs her tongue across it, slicking her pink fullness. “I don’t care about any of that. I care about us. I need you. I’ve been waiting for two weeks. I need you, Lassie.”

“You can wait.” But I’m losing ground, my dick jerking in my jeans until I know that she can feel the thick length pressing into her. I can feel her lush curves pressed against me and the sweet honeysuckle and peach scent of her makes my head swim.

“I don’t want to wait! I need you, Lassiter. Right now. Right here. And if you don’t just give in and make love to me I swear to god I’m gonna walk out that door!”

Growling under my breath, I lift her high and slam my lips down on hers. “You’re not getting away from me, Firefly. You’re mine. Forever until the end of time.” My mouth devours hers and her soft moan of happiness as she opens her sweet lips and sends me right the hell to heaven.

Her tongue slicks along mine, twining wildly until I groan and turn to find the bedroom.

We slam into a wall and her legs crawl up until she wraps them around my hips while she clings to me like cling wrap.

Her arms twine into my hair and tug at it and it’s like setting off a bomb.

Walls tumble down and explosions of hunger and need slam into my body and I turn her until she’s pressed to the wall.

I can feel the hot core of her pressing into my belly and my head swims even as my hands run up and down her sides, tugging and pulling at her t-shirt until I pull it over her head and whip it across the room, her glorious curls flying around us like a golden halo of light.

I lift my head and my breath catches in my chest.

Her golden hair lying on her pale shoulders and the sleepy, slumberous desire darkening her deep blue gaze steals what’s left of my heart.

She owns me.

She owns all of me.

“Fuck, you are beautiful, Verity. More beautiful than a sunrise over the mountain.”

Her head falls back and she moans, her cheeks pink with desire. “I need you, Lassiter.”

“I swore that I could wait until the doctor said it was okay but you are killing me slowly, baby.”

“Then take me. I want to feel you inside of me. It’s killing me.”

“You’re a greedy little thing, Firefly. I had no idea.” I chuckle.

Her head comes up and she glares at me. “Now. Or I’m gonna walk, Lassiter.”

Growling like a bear, I tear at her jeans and tug them down, pressing my aching pelvis against hers. “You’re not going anywhere. So settle down and get comfortable because this is gonna be one helluva ride. You’ve teased me so damn long, I swear I might explode.”

But I need to get her ready. I’m not a tiny man. And she’s so small that I don’t want to hurt her.

I slide one hand down and reach inside her jeans, groaning and dropping my head to hers when I feel her slick, tight heat on my fingers. “Oh my God! You are so damn tight and wet, Firefly.” My finger sinks inside her and I groan at the feel of her slick muscles fluttering slightly.

She moans and I mumble under my breath. “I need you to come and I need you to come right now. If I don’t bury myself in this sweet pussy soon I’m gonna lose my mind.”

I slip a second finger inside and feel her stretching around me, her body relaxing and letting me inside. I stare down into her pretty face, flushed and full of so much desire that it practically burns me alive.

Sliding in and out of her tight pussy, my hips stutter over and over again, fighting not to come inside my jeans like some randy teenager who can’t control himself.

Growling, “That is what you do to me. I can’t control myself around you.”

“Let me have it all. I don’t want control. I want you. Let go.”

I pump in and out of her, my hips matching each stroke until she throws her head back, her blond curls flying around her head.

Her bruised rosy mouth falls open and she pants and I know she’s close.

The first flutters of her release pulse around my fingers and I push my thumb up until I can stroke her clit.

“Oh god!” She shudders and falls apart, her pussy strangling me as her juices flow down my wrist.

I pull my hand free and lift my fingers to my mouth, sucking my fingers while she stares at me, wild-eyed, flushed and so beautiful that I can’t look away.

I drag her jeans down and then pull one leg loose. Tugging it loose, I struggle with my own, unbuckling the belt and ripping the teeth loose so fast that I think I break the zipper.

But I don’t give a shit. Because there’s not one damn thing that’s gonna stop me from having her right now.

I rip my boxers down and pull my cock free. I groan when I reach down and lift her up, settling her right over my straining member. “I love you, Firefly. So damn much that it hurts.”

Slamming into her wet heat in one long stroke, I groan and freeze. She gasps and stills, her muscles so tight that I look down, terrified that I hurt her.

But she’s smiling, her eyes closed. “Fuck, you’re an angel, Verity. My angel. Mine,” I growl.

Her body adjusts and I slam in and out of her, feeling the slick, wet tightness close over my length over and over again.

Her arms wrap around me and she presses her breasts against me, holding me so tight that it feels like we’re one person.

I can feel her heart beating like a fluttering bird under mine.

She moans and presses her hips into me and I can feel the first faint flutters of her orgasm again. My own body tightens and a burning fire twists in my back, my balls drawing up so tight that it feels like I’m about to explode.

And then she falls apart, shivering and whimpering. “Yes, Lassiter, yes!”

My whole body freezes and then wave after wave of my release splashes out of me, painting her fluttering walls. Thrusting in and out one, two, three more times, I fall to the wall, my arm coming up to hold us away so she doesn’t hurt her head.

Her head lifts and she’s never looked as ethereal as she looks right now. Glowing with happiness and smiling so big that it feels like it stretches her cheeks.

“I love you,” she whispers, her body limp in my arms.

“I love you too, Firefly. From now until the end of time. I’ll never stop loving you. You’re it for me.”

Lifting her up, I stagger to the couch and wrap her around me, my head pressed against hers, her breath mingling with mine.

“Mine,” I whisper, my own lips curling as she smiles and turns into my chest, her breath soft and warm.

I kiss her hair and smile into the silky curls as she closes her eyes and sinks into me.

I knew as soon as I saw her, this woman was mine and now I know that she’s my home. I’ll never want for a damn thing as long as I have her wherever I am.

Closing my eyes, I hold her tight and breathe in her scent and sink into her warmth.

I’ve had some bad times but I can’t begrudge them because at the end of all of them, I found her. And all the pain was worth it. Good things come to all of us.

Just have have faith and wait for the right time and the right person. Just like I found with my Firefly.

Smiling, I sigh and hold her tighter, chuckling when she grumbles under her breath. And then I slip into blackness and dreams of forever with my Firefly.

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