Chapter 7

7

LIAM

T his hunger. This desire. This surge of adrenaline through my entire body.

Opal is, hands down, the sexiest woman I've ever seen.

Every gentle touch makes me need to get closer to her. Need to hold her completely against me.

As we shift, there's a slight tremor that tightens her muscles for a split second. "Cold?" I whisper. "Or should I slow down?"

"Don't you dare." Her grin is sweet, but there's a naughty flash in her eyes. "But if I tell you I'm cold, will you take me inside to…warm me up?"

I'm on my feet in a heartbeat, dousing the smoldering coals with one of my nearby white plastic rain buckets.

Opal helps me bring the plates inside, and when we turn to face each other in the kitchen, my lungs empty at the vision before me. So gorgeous, with her lovely blonde hair and impish grin. So sexy, with those seductive blue eyes, and curves that I can't stop reaching for.

Leaning in, my arms are already around her again, kissing her deeply. Every gasp, every moan as my hands wander along her neck, her back, her hips… She's soft everywhere I'm hard. Curvy and creative, whereas I'm straight-laced and straight up. The contrast is both sexy and intriguing.

Maybe somewhere in the back of my mind I'm dimly aware that Opal is going to bring me balance. Enrich my life and be the girl of my dreams. But right now, all I can think about is getting this seductive, fiery woman naked and in my bed.

The soft, bright fragrance of her herbal soap or shampoo wraps around me as I lift her onto the kitchen counter.

"I assumed we were headed to the bedroom," she breathes.

My hands are already pulling off her soft sweater. "And we will, but this puts you at the perfect height."

"For what – oh! "

I've shoved up her tank top and sucked a puckered nipple into my mouth, making her clutch the back of my shoulders. I love that she doesn't wear a bra. Her full breasts are sexier without one. Although they look even rounder as my palms hold them up, caressing, alternating between her nipples so I can suck and lick them back and forth.

She moans, leaning back against the wooden beam as her legs around me. My cock was already rock hard, but now, picturing her naked with her legs around me…writhing as much as she is right now…

Damn. This girl is fire . Literally. I never thought I was the kind of guy to fall head over heels for a smoking hot blonde, but here we are.

Opal reaches for me, pulling on the back of my skull to bring our lips back together. I love that her mouth is so demanding, needing to inhale our kisses just as much as me.

Our bodies move together as I pull her against me, lifting her luscious ass and carrying her down the hallway to the bedroom. I'm careful to watch for any sign of hesitation, but there is none.

Could Opal really be falling for me just as hard as I am for her? It doesn't seem possible. My head is spinning as I lay her across my well-worn blue comforter. Her eyes sparkle against the color, her skin looking even creamier as I yank off her tank top and socks.

My fingers hook into her leggings, grabbing the edge of her underwear as well. "Need to taste you," I grunt, sounding like a caveman but unable to help myself. Watching her eyes carefully, I wait for her nod. Her soft giggle. She lifts her hips, helping me as I peel her clothing away.

I stare in disbelief. She's so beautiful I don't know where to look first. The shyly seductive smile. The long, toned legs that lead up to the feminine sweep of her hips. The hint of her pink pussy as she shifts her thighs. Soft and curvy and…all mine.

My shirt hits the floor. Before I can lean over her naked body, she gasps slightly, staring open-mouthed at my torso.

In moments like this it's good to be a roofer and a firefighter, who keeps up with brutal workouts that the team tracks.

Opal is already reaching for me as I settle over her, kissing her with the heat of a thousand suns. Everything about her sexy body blossoms under me. The slight flush in her cheeks and across her throat. The languid way the arch of her foot drags across the leg of my jeans. Her palms, slowly drifting across my chest and arms as she explores.

She's so aroused that I can see goosebumps along her arms, the flutter of her lower belly. Her legs won't stop shifting as she pulls me close. Her lips taste perfect against mine, but I need more.

Kissing my way down, I meet her eyes while I lightly drag my teeth across her nipple. "So sexy, baby," I murmur. "May I taste all of you?"

Her chin tips up and down, then she gasps louder as I move down quickly, lightly shoving her pale thighs apart. Staring into her peachy, feminine folds, my mouth actually waters.

I dig in before she has a chance to get nervous, spreading her with my thumbs as I lick straight through her center. She whimpers in surprise, clutching the comforter.

"Stay still." I've never commanded a woman to do anything before in my life, but Opal's eyes blaze.

My tongue plunges inside slowly. She's already slick and sweet, moaning softly. A rush of adrenaline hits me as I realize I'm her first. The first man to evoke these light sounds and flutters, to make her feel like this.

I want to be not just her first, but her only man ever.

The epiphany is a sudden shout in the back of my mind as my tongue drags across her skin. I need Opal. She's my girl.

Reaching up, I grab her hand and place it on my head. "Pull me if you want it harder. Squeeze if you want it faster."

The way her eyes flare makes my cock lurch, desperate to escape its prison.

She whimpers again breathily as my tongue circles her sensitive little button. My thick, blunt fingertip circles her entrance, teasing as she strokes my hair. I’ve noticed before that Opal is just like the stone she's named after: multi-faceted, with different intensities when you see her in a different light. Now she's turned soft and sweet, almost shy again as she exhales slowly from the sensation of my finger slipping inside.

The feeling of us being joined together sends a tremor down my spine. Moving slowly, I find what I hope is a seductive rhythm, my left hand on her hip to hold her squirming body still. My finger moves slowly in circles, then in and out. My tongue mirrors that movement, bathing her clit.

Opal's eyes suddenly glaze over, and I think she's zoning out until she blinks, sitting up a bit. "I want you," she whispers.

Grinning, I give her a half nod, licking slightly faster.

"Oh!" she gasps, then pulls a pillow under her head so she can still watch my eyes. "That feels amazing. But… I mean, I want you. I went on the pill when I was in school. So… You know."

I nod, my tongue moving faster. Her head falls back as she stares at the ceiling, blinking, hopefully overwhelmed by this moment as I feel the tension gathering within her. Giving her hip a slight shake, she meets my eyes, then nods. I need this connection between us as she comes. Need to feel her fall apart for me.

Opal is so focused. Driven. Quite frankly, obsessed with her art. I need her to understand that I'm just as obsessed with her. That she is going to consume me as much as I am consuming her right now.

I add a second finger and her hand clenches in my hair, pulling me forward. I assume that means both harder and faster, so I obey. Her incredible breasts rise as her back arches, her body tensing as her perfect lips open in a surprised O. Her shaky scream washes over me as she comes, trembling and wordless. Every shiver of her silky skin is my reward.

She releases her hold on me, but I keep going, wanting to prolong this raw, intimate moment. She cries out again, this time twitching hard through the hips as her thighs clench around me.

Then she collapses, boneless and spent, gasping for air. Slowly, licking up her precious juices, I stroke her legs, then press them together gently before lying beside her.

My hand falls to her stomach, the other arm slipping on her shoulders to hold her close. Even though she said she wants me, I am in no hurry – even if my throbbing cock has other opinions. Of course I want her now. Want to possess her. Want to solidify this growing bond between us.

But Opal is my fiery, precious gem.

And I want to go slowly and enjoy all the fireworks.