Forbidden Affairs
It was the burn of being alive.
He reached around, his hand finding her clit, rubbing in quick, firm circles. Her knees nearly gave out. She came hard, her body tightening around him, her cry lost beneath the roar of the burning warehouse. He cursed against her neck, thrusting faster, harder, until he followed her over the edge with a guttural groan, spilling deep inside her.
For a long moment, they didn’t move. The sirens screamed. The fire roared. Their hearts pounded. Their breaths tangled in the smoke-filled air.