Sinful

I trailed my fingers up and down her naked abdomen, teasing her until goosebumps rose on her skin and stood out prominently against the dim light of the bedroom. Renee moaned, her hips rising in desperate desire, arms above her head and clutching the headboard in unbridled need for me. I bent down and kissed her belly button, skimming my lips over the warmth of her skin, and Renee gasped with pleasure. “You like that?” I whispered, one hand snaking down between her thighs, feeling the dampness of her p***y against the cotton panties she wore beneath her nightdress. Renee nodded desperately, pulling her lip between her teeth to chew on it. “Stop teasing me,” she pleaded. “I need you. I need you now.” I grinned, rubbing my thumb in light circles around her c**t as Renee groaned again, hips thrusting up to meet my hand. “I have to go to work,” I whispered, and Renee’s eyes narrowed as she glared at me, shaking her head desperately. “f**k me,” she begged. “Don’t you dare leave this bedroom until you’ve finished what you started, Matthew Nelson.” I chuckled, spreading her legs to climb between them. Then, using my teeth, I pulled her panties down, allowing myself access to her body. Renee moaned again and threw her head back, eyes fluttering closed as I slipped one finger into her, and then another. She writhed beneath me, her thighs coming together to tighten around my hand, hips rotating against me. One of her hands left the headboard and slipped down to seize my hand, but I shook my head and forced it back up. “Keep your hands above your head,” I instructed. “Don’t lose control again.” Nodding desperately with her eyes still closed, Renee’s face twisted in pleasure as I withdrew my hand from her p***y and sank my head between her thighs, pressing my tongue against the outside of her folds, preparing her for what was to come next. A gasp escaped her lips, and Renee cried out as my tongue slipped into her, forcing my way inside as I spread her legs further apart, relishing in the moans and cries that escaped from her pretty lips. “Are you ready to come?” I asked, withdrawing my tongue so I could trail my lips up and down the insides of her sensitive thighs. Juices trickled from between her legs, and Renee nodded desperately, both hands coming down once more to tangle themselves in my hair. I shook my head, raised my chin, and tsked at her. “Didn’t I tell you to keep your hands above your head?” I demanded, and Renee answered me with a whimper. “I’m sorry. Please, Matt, don’t stop.” “You disobeyed me, sweetheart.” “Please don’t stop.” With a chuckle, I withdrew my body from hers, sitting back on the bed to admire my work, pleased that I had her all worked up with nowhere to go. “I have to go to work,” I said, and a sob of disappointment escaped her throat. “Don’t you dare,” she begged. “Don’t you f*****g dare leave me here like this.” “Don’t worry,” I reached a hand out and rested it on her flushed cheek, stroking it with my thumb. “I’ll send Jake in to finish you off, yeah?” “Fuck.” As the bedroom door opened, Renee slammed her head back against the pillow with frustration. As if on cue, Jake stepped in. He stopped in the doorway, took one look at Renee, splayed out and vulnerable on the bed, and grinned at me. “Am I missing all the fun?” he asked as I pushed myself off the bed and got to my feet. “We were just warming up,” I said with a chuckle as Renee glared at both of us, her legs still wide open and begging for it. “But I have to run. She’s a little worked up and pissed at me. Mind finishing her off?” Jake grinned, crossing the room as he tugged his shirt off. “Don’t mind if I do,” he said, switching places with me. “I hate you both,” Renee said, glaring at us. Jake leaned over her, pressing his lips against hers, forcing her lips open with his tongue, and she melted for him. “You love us, baby,” he murmured. As I slipped my work boots on and left the room, Renee’s newfound cries of pleasure reached my ears, and I couldn’t stop smiling all the way to the firehouse. It was a chilly, brisk day, but I felt like the heat in my body might never subside as I parked my truck in the lot, gathered my work stuff, and went inside for the start of my shift. I knew I’d see Renee again at some point within the next twenty-four hours, so I wasn’t terribly disappointed to have left our intimate moment early. We loved to tease her, the three of us. That was part of the game, and it made it all the more fun. “Good morning, Chief,” one of my men, Porter Housley, said as I walked in. He was sitting at the dining room table with a few others on my crew. Boyd, Corey, and Vickie: my three stunningly determined and badass special operations crewmen. It had taken me years to find a small team of people who could do the job and do it well, and finally, I seemed to have succeeded. “Good morning,” I said to the table, going to the kitchen to dish myself a plate of breakfast. “Let me guess,” I continued, taking one look at the burnt bacon and runny eggs. “Corey cooked today?” “I don’t want to hear it, Chief,” Corey Hammond said with a grin. “Every Monday, these assholes insist that I make the food, and every Monday, they are sorely disappointed by my lack of cooking skills.” “We keep waiting for it to click,” said, taking a drink of coffee from her mug. “But it never seems to work out.” “And yet y’all still keep asking,” said Corey with a shrug. “So, I guess you’ll have to suffer the consequences.” I shrugged, taking my plate to the table and slipping some bacon into my mouth. “Still better than Renee’s cooking,” I said, and the others chuckled. Of course, I’d never tell her that, but I had to keep up my team’s morale somehow. “Easy now,” said, pursing her lips at me. “Renee is my girl. Don’t think I don’t tell her the gossip around here.” “Speaking of our Ren,” Boyd said, dropping the newspaper he’d been reading down onto the table. “How is she?” Immediately I envisioned her as I’d seen her last this morning; spread eagle on the bed, begging me to take her, to make her come. I remembered the flush of her skin and the desperation in her voice as she begged for release. “She’s good,” I said with a chuckle. “Better than good, probably. I imagine she’ll drop by for a visit tonight.” I was most certainly looking forward to that.