Building it with our love
We are building a house of fire every time we touch.
(House of Fire: Alice Cooper)
Amber pulled up to the building site of the house. Parking the Cherokee, she noticed Brian's car setting off to one side. Figuring he'd come to discuss final plans for with the architect, she hoped out of the truck and headed for the incomplete house. It was definatly going to be a beautiful home, the high vault ceilings had just been put into place, though the walls were still open in most place, it was shaping up to be their dream home.
She walked through what would be the front door.
"Brian," she called, moving through the clutter laying on the floor. "Ouch! Damn it," she yelled, hitting her head on a brace left by the builders. Where the hell was Brian, she questioned herself.
"Brian." She called again.
"Looking for me?" he questioned, circling his hands around her waist.
"Jesus, you scared Me," she yelled, turning and taking her first look at him.
She took in a deep breath. He looked incredible, wearing nothing but Levi's and a blue Kentucky Wildcats cap turned backwards. His chest covered with sweat.
She stood there looking him over stunned for a moment.
"Like what you see?" he teased, his blue eyes dancing.
She smiled at him and wrapped her arms around him.
"As a matter of fact I do and I'll like it a lot better at home in bed," she answered teasingly.
"We are home and who needs a bed?" he replied licking at her neck, his hands massaging her thigh.
"We can't do this here, " she whispered, her senses reeling.
"Why not? It is after all our home," he said, tipping her head back and bringing his lips to hers, initiating a burning kiss. His tongue soon coaxed her lips open and the kiss deepend. His hands found her nipples through the sheer fabric of her baby doll tee.
Teasingly, he ran them between his fingers, making her moan into his mouth.
"Brian we have to stop," she said out of breath as the kiss broke.
He pulled her closer to him, and turned her body away from him, pressing his hardness against the fabric of the skirt covering her ass.
"How long has it been since I just out right fucked you?" he growled against her ear.
Her body began shivering as his hands lifted up the hem of her skirt. His fingers creeping steadily up her thighs.
"Hmm Amber, how long?' he purred again, his tongue swirling over he back of her neck.
"Brian," she moaned feeling him reach the band of her panties.
Within seconds, they were around her feet, leaving her open to him. She reached back to touch him and was surprised when her hands were brought down and placed at her sides held there by him. His other hand slid up her thigh and brushed lightly over her center, making her take in a sharp breath. Knowing he had her where he wanted her, he traced a line with his index finger over her wetness until reaching her core and slipping in two fingers. She writhed against him only heightening the heat of his now
throbbing dick. He pressed himself into her a little more firmly, holding her in place as he quickened the pace of his fingers. Her orgasm was quick approaching and he had no intention of it happening before he slid into her.
Walking forward, he quickly had her over the saw horse in front of them. Amber knew exactly what he was doing and knew there was nothing more to do than to hang on for the ride.
Brian's jeans quickly landed on the floor and in seconds his hands run up her back, his breath tickling her ear.
"Damn I want you," he breathed as he slammed into her, surprising her with his forcefulness.
Amber screamed out his name as his thrusts found a rhythm sending her senses reeling. The pleasure of him deep inside of her coupled with the pain of the forceful thrusts had her gasping for air.
"Baby your so tight, and so wet," he moaned, grabbing onto her hips and grinding into her.
"Brian, fuck me," she begged.
Hearing her voice so filled with desire drove him intently on hearing her scream his name.
The intensity between them built to a fevered pitch and soon she was slamming back into him to meet his thrusts. Feeling her tighten around him, he knew within seconds it would all come to a mind blowing end.
With one last deep thrust, he heard her begin screaming his name, her body shivering below him. He couldn't hold it any longer and growled her name as he came deep inside of her.
Minutes passed before either could move or speak, only the sounds of their raged breathing could be heard.
Brian pulled back slightly allowing her to stand.
Quickly they both redressed. Brian walked to the banister, grabbing his Nike shirt. When he walked back to her, he stood there smiling at her.
"What the hell was that?" she asked, smiling back at him.
"That, baby, was something you've needed for awhile now," he answered, pulling her to him.
"Oh really why's that?" she teased, tracing his lips.
"Because we needed a little fire between us," he answered, cupping her ass and pulling her tighter.
She giggled.
"House of fire, has a nice ring to it, doesn't it?" she asked kissing his lips.
"Damn nice ring to it," he answered, smirking as they walked out to the truck together.
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