"Passion's Inferno"
Part 47
As they stood there, wrapped in each other's arms, the heat between them growing almost unbearable, Valoric knew that he couldn't keep her standing. He needed to take her somewhere, to claim her fully, and the nearest place was the couch. With a gentle hand on her hip, he guided Scorch towards the plush furniture, his eyes never leaving hers. Their lips parted, just for a moment, as Scorch's gaze fluttered to the couch, and then back to Valoric's face. She nodded, almost imperceptibly, and he smiled, his fingers tracing the hem of her shirt. With a deft motion, he lifted the fabric over her head, revealing the lacy bra that barely contained her bountiful breasts. Scorch's hands rose, automatically, to cover herself, but Valoric caught her wrists, his eyes locked on hers. "No," he whispered, his voice husky with desire. "You're beautiful, Scorch. Don't hide from me." With a soft smile, Scorch let her arms drop, and Valoric's fingers went to the clasp of her bra. It came undone, easily, and the fabric slid away, revealing her lush curves. Valoric's palms itched to touch her, to mold to her breasts, and he did just that, his thumbs tracing the edges of her nipples. Scorch gasped, her eyes fluttering closed, as Valoric's fingers teased her, sending shivers coursing through her. With a gentle hand on her shoulder, he guided her to sit on the couch, and then, with a smooth motion, he had her lying back against the cushions. As he stood over her, his eyes roved over her body, taking in the sight of her, half-undressed, on his couch. Scorch's breasts rose and fell with her ragged breathing, and her nipples seemed to be begging for attention. Valoric's mouth watered at the sight, and he knew that he had to taste her. He began by massaging her breasts, his fingers kneading the soft flesh, and his thumbs teasing her nipples. Scorch arched into his touch, her body responding to his every caress. Valoric's lips claimed her neck, planting soft kisses along the sensitive skin, and Scorch's head thrashed back and forth, her mouth open in a silent scream. As he worked his way down her body, Valoric's fingers slipped under the waistband of her pants, tugging them down, and revealing the lacy underwear that barely covered her. Scorch's hips lifted, automatically, as he pulled the fabric away, and Valoric's eyes went to her, taking in the sight of her, so beautifully laid out before him. With a low growl, he dipped his head, planting kisses along her thighs, and Scorch's body began to quiver, her muscles tensing in anticipation. Valoric's tongue darted out, tasting her, and Scorch's eyes went wide, her mouth open in a silent scream. As he began to eat her out, Scorch's body began to shudder, her hips lifting off the couch, and her hands grasping for something, anything, to hold onto. Valoric's arms went around her, holding her in place, as he devoured her, his tongue and lips working in perfect harmony to drive her to the edge of madness.