Passion And Fire (Passion #4) by J. A Melville Read Free Book Online Page A

curiosity showing in their eyes proved they were more interested in what had taken place between him and Flame than they were letting on.
    “Where is she?” He asked and Chloe’s eyes shifted up towards the ceiling.
    “She’s gone to her room. Going by the slamming of the door, I gather things didn’t go well?”
    “No.” He didn’t bother elaborating. His eyes shifted between the two ladies and it registered that his visit to their home didn’t have to be a complete failure. His gaze roamed over Chloe, taking note of her quite skimpy nightie. Obviously she hadn’t expected company but seeing so much of her smooth skin exposed was definitely helping to brighten his mood.
    He walked over to Cassie and spoke to her softly, waiting until she raised her eyes to his and when she did, he quickly put her under mind control, before turning to Chloe and doing the same to her. Once her eyes got that classic glassy look that indicated to him that she was under his control, he took her hand, leading her down the hallway and into the study where he’d just been with Flame.
    Turning her so she faced away from him, Damien pushed her gently between her shoulder blades and when she stood, bent over, he shoved her nightie up over her buttocks until the sweet curve of her ass was revealed to him.
    Reaching out, he smoothed his hands over her soft skin before tugging her lacy red thong to the side and slipping a couple of fingers inside her warm cunt. She was wet and he grinned. He knew Chloe was attracted to him, she’d always been bubbly and enthusiastic around him, and although he’d fucked her on numerous occasions, he didn’t have any interest in her beyond a casual fuck. This was not going to be a casual fuck though, well it was, but it was a bit more; this was a burning desperate need for him to get his rocks off before he exploded.
    Gently he nudged her legs apart and pulled her hips back more so her sweet curvy ass was tilted up towards him. With his eyes on her glistening pink folds, he hastily popped the button on his jeans and lowered his zip being careful to protect his poor aching cock from an injury. He groaned softly when he eased his jeans down and his straining shaft bobbed free, slapping against his stomach.
    Damien was too aroused to bother dragging this out with lengthy foreplay; he just wanted to get himself buried balls deep in her as quickly as he could. With one hand on her hip to hold her steady and his other hand curled around his cock, he lined himself up behind her and surged forward, thrusting hard, feeling her wet heat taking him in, inch by inch until he was seated deeply inside her.
    He closed his eyes for a moment, his head falling forward, groaning with relief at having a hot, tight little cunt gripping his cock so snuggly after hours of being hard, and sexually neglected. Slowly he pulled out of her until just the head was left inside, pausing briefly before pushing forward again, watching himself and the metal piercings disappearing back inside her. Twice more he thrust in and slowly pulled back out, but he couldn’t handle the sweet torture any longer. He needed to fuck and he needed to fuck hard.
    Damien tightened his grip on Chloe’s hips and with his eyes fixed ahead, unfocused, he began to pound into her, pulling her hips into him as he thrust. When she started to make little noises, gasping and moaning, he responded by thrusting harder, her throaty moans exciting him. His eyes dropped to her, watching as her blonde hair swung back and forth with each driving movement of his hips and he frowned; momentarily faltering at the sight. He didn’t want to see blonde, he wanted to see a bright red mane of hair, and he closed his eyes, letting his head fill with images of Flame.
    That was enough to push him over the edge. He gave  a couple more powerful thrusts of his hips, and started to come. Fuck, he didn’t just come, he exploded, his orgasm ripping through him with such intensity, he had