Saved By The Firefighter
Chapter 96

Kelvin's Point of View

Hell, this woman is something else, the taste of her lips against mine is better than any steak, the way her body moulds against me, she is so receptive, it sends a shiver down my spine.

I had wanted to make this moment romantic, but after her teasing at the lunch table, all constraint snapped. My hands fumble with the hem of her tight t-shirt as I slowly lift it up, exposing the bare skin of her torso. A red lacy bra greets me and I cannot control the low growl of appreciation that rumbles through my chest. My hand reaches round her back, unclasping her bra, removing it from her arms, as my other hand cups her weighty b****t, the n****e poking into the palm of my hand.

You can keep your skinny women, they do nothing for me, I require something to grab hold of, and this perfect woman, all breathless and panting beneath me, has curves to die for. I feel like the luckiest man alive.

I have wanted this woman for a long time, never believing she would even consider me an option, but here we are, and the feelings I have for her is a lot more than just a bit of fun to chase away the long, lonely nights.

My lips find the crook of her neck as I place soft, teasing, open mouthed kisses over it, trailing down her soft skin, until my mouth reaches the outline of her n****e. With one hand holding her ample bust upwards, my tongue licks around her puckered n*****s, and I clasp my lips around it, licking the tip with my tongue before sucking like a man in desperate need, because that is what I am, desperate and needy for this glorious woman.

"Oh shit."

Joanne pants out, as my hand reaches down the soft contours of her beautiful womanly body, popping the button of her denims open. She shudders beneath me, before letting out a sigh of relief, and I am unsure if it's because of my fingers pulling down the zip or just because these sexy jeans are that tight on her and she is finally able to breathe properly.

I let her n****e go with a plop, and begin to move southward, placing kisses over the mound of her tummy, as my hands begin to pull down the denims, her hips raising to give me access. As I peel the tightest, sexiest denims known to man, down her long shapely legs, my mouth continues its journey downwards, until it finds the waist band of the red lacy knickers she has worn.

I cannot keep my hands from shaking as I reach in, and slowly peel them from her bottom. Kneeling upwards, I take a second to truly appreciate this woman beneath me, her cheeks heat under the intensity of my gaze. "You are beautiful," I whisper out.

It is not a line, because she is, beautiful, funny, sexy, loving, and caring. The perfect combination.

Holding eye contact, I lower my mouth to her silky-smooth promised land, swirling my tongue against her engorged clit, as she lets out a soft, needy, moan, followed by a string of expletives, that cause my already hard length to pulse in my pants, knowing I am making this woman, my woman, loose her control.

Her hands find the top of my head, as her fingers run through my short hair, as she grabs a handful and pushes my face closer to her core, as she lets out another mewl, her body beginning to thrust upwards. Trailing my fingers up the inside of her thighs, she shivers and cries out softly, when I run my finger along her crevices gathering her sweet nectar on my finger, before plunging into her soft wet, folds.

Joanne's hips buck upwards as the moan turns to a cry, when I hook my finger twisting and turning searching for the spot inside her where all her nerve endings gather together creating that one perfect spot.

"Oh s**t!" she cries out as my finger traces of the small spot, her hips thrusting as if they had a mind of their own.

Sucking on her clit, and working her with my finger, I feel her arousal dripping from her. I cannot help but growl with satisfaction that her body is so needy for me, that I'm the one privileged to give her this pleasure. The vibration of the growl sends her over the edge as she stiffens, before crying out again, her walls clenching my finger like a vice, as she comes undone beneath me.

Keeping the steady rhythm, I help her ride the crest of her wave, before she slumps back into the mattress, her body going limp as she pants out breathless, her eyes hooded, as she recovers.

"Wow," is all she manages to breath, as I move off her, pulling my t-shirt over my head, and discarding it to the floor.

I stand up, unbuttoning my trousers, letting them fall to the floor, as Joanne trails her eyes over my body. Her lips part slightly, as she licks her bottom lip, her pupils blown. This is one of the things I love about this woman, her eyes are so expressive, her face tells you exactly what she is thinking, and I know, beyond a shadow of a doubt, she is happy with what she sees.

Pulling down my black boxer briefs, I feel my hard length spring free from their constraints, as Joanne gasps, her eyes becoming wider.

"Oh, Hell the rumours are true," she gasps out, a small, satisfied smile forming on her lips.

"It is bloody huge, I have had a kid, and I am fearful of it!" she continues.

Her lack of filter always makes me laugh, and I chuckle as I climb on the bed beside her, stroking her soft skin with my fingers.

"You like it then." I grin at her.

Joanne swallows looking at me, the smirk on her face tells me everything I need to know as she slowly nods her head up-and-down. "Now, what was it you call me again?" I chuckle at her.

Again, she swallows, then bites her bottom lip.

"Oh, I remember now. Whip-me-with-your-willy." I grin, then roll myself between her open legs.

My hands seek out her magnificent breasts, as I pull and tweak her n****e, concentrating on the very tip as she lets out a small squeal of pleasure.

Although I love feeling and playing with those bundles of fun, I want to give the girl what she has asked for. I pull my hand down to my rock-hard length, moving it between her folds, but not entering her. With a quick thrust of my hips, my hard c**k whips her sensitive clit and she widens her eyes, and moans again. I repeat the action, whipping her with my willy, as she begins to pant once more.

"OH MY GOD, YES," she cries out, lost in her own world of pleasure.

I continue to whip her with my large manhood, as once again her body begins to shake.

"Oh GOD it is happening again," she cries out, in what sounds like disbelief.

I cannot help but feel pride that I'm the only man who has made her come undone, let alone given her multiple o*****s. Her hips thrust upwards once more, as she holds her beath, letting out a strangled cry, as I watch her face as she loses herself to pure ecstasy for the second time.

As she recovers, I continue to stroke her soft skin, looking into her hooded eyes. My heart pounds in my chest, as feelings wash over me like a tidal wave.

I am unsure if it's because I have wanted this woman for so long, or because I have not been in bed with a woman for years, but this feels different. I was in love with my ex-wife, but there is just something deeper, stronger, more intense than anything before, when I think about Joanne. It's her laughter, humour, her caring nature, mixed with a don't-give-a-shit attitude, her forced independence, that makes me want to protect her, do things for her no other has. This is just different than anything before, deeper, and a hell of a lot stronger.

My mind is in a rush of pure emotions as I hold her gaze, nothing else matters, only her. I feel a physical stretching of my heart, as it grows in size to accommodate this beautiful woman beneath me. I know, I'm done, there is no other woman I could ever want in my life, nobody would ever come close to her. Maybe those crazy books she reads has a point, there is such a thing as a soul mate, and if that's true, I feel like I've found mine.

I go to my top draw, pulling out the box of condoms, but as crazy as it sounds, I don't want the thin piece of latex between us, I want to feel her soft folds, as I make her mine. Seeing the hesitation Joanne blinks up at me.

"I have had the op," she whispers softly.

"After the fiasco with the surprise family and his activities coming to light, I also got tested, I am clean, thank GOD; I have not been with anyone since," she continues, staring into my eyes.

"I get tested for work, and not been with anyone for years," I whisper to her.

The small upturn of her lips and nod of her head, has me shutting the draw, leaving the box where it is, as I gather her into my arms.

"This is it, Joanne. Are you sure," I double check, as she smiles up at me.

"Never been surer of anything in my life." She giggles slightly.

I position myself back between her open legs, my hands gripping her ankles, as I pull them further apart, then with one last whip of my willy, I move my hips, lining myself up with her entrance. Slowly, I begin to push into her, pleasure radiates through my body, as I sink inch-by-inch into her cavern.

"God you are tight. This is amazing," I groan out, unable to stop the words dripping from my tongue.

The feel of her walls grasping me, is heavenly, and I know, beyond any shadow of a doubt, this is the best time I have ever had.

Joanne stiffens beneath me as I give her another inch.

"s**t, that is big," she whispers, biting her bottom lip.

"Are you okay?" I still, giving her time to adjust.

"Yeah, I kind of like the extra stretch." She giggles at me.

I push in again, as her body begins to tremble.

"I want all of it," she tells me on a moan.

Thrusting deep inside her, I fill her up completely, shockwaves of pleasure rush through our bodies, as the electric current of pure desire pulses between us.

I move slowly out of her, leaving the tip just inside, before thrusting hard and deep as Joanne lets out another cry of pleasure.

"OH god YES," she encourages me.

I slam back into her, as her legs wrap around my waist, her heals digging into my back as she takes everything I have to give her.

Working up a rhythm I pump harder, faster, with more determination as she meets me thrust for thrust, panting, and moaning beneath me.

"Oh god, again," she whimpers out, as I increase the rhythm of my thrusts, my c**k gliding in-and-out, the slickness of her soaked p***y driving me crazy.

With another cry from her lips, I feel her walls grip me, as she shivers and shakes once more, only this time, I continue to push into her, then holding her waist and flip us both over still deep inside her, as she straddles me, and takes what she wants. Her boobs bounce freely as she rocks up-and-down on my length, her c**t rubbing against the small overhang of my one-pack, as she gets the friction she needs on her sensitive nub, her body is convulsing as she cries out. "It's not stopping, f**k, it is not stopping."

Her walls are gripping me, as the tingles in my balls, and the euphoric feeling in my stomach takes over, she shudders again, as I release my seed deep inside her, seeing stars. The intensity of my o****m makes me feel like I might pass out, as Joanne slumps forwards onto my chest. My arms circle around her, holding her to me, as both our bodies relax.

Slowly Joanne slides off me, and I miss being inside her, as she wiggles her body to break free from my embrace.

"Sorry desperate for a wee now." She chuckles.

I grin at her, and nod, as she attempts to get out of the bed, as soon as her feet touch the floor, her knees buckle, and she holds onto the bedframe attempting to put one foot in front of the other.

"Oh hell, I cannot walk, my legs are jelly." She begins to laugh.

I lay back watching as she attempts to walk to the bathroom, looking like Bambi on Ice, and I would be lying if I didn't say I felt a high degree of satisfaction knowing I'd given her so much pleasure that she could hardly walk.

As she finally makes her way into the bathroom, I move to the side of the door to wait, I'll carry her back to bed, and if she can, I'll do it all over again. Because I cannot get enough of her, and I have the distinct feeling I never will.

As the door opens, she gingerly walks towards me as I scoop her into my arms.

"I guess you were right." She chuckles as snuggles into my chest.

"What was I right about?" I ask.

"I think I am going to need a wheelchair."

Both of us laugh as I carry her back to bed, laying her onto my chest.

"Well, that was just the starter, now for the main course." I grin as her eyes go wide, then she giggles.

"Love a good main course." She laughs, as I hook her leg around my waist, rolling her onto her side, and begin to make love to my woman again.