Fire & Desire.

Joshua eased behind Carmen after witnessing her burn herself while taking fish out of the oven. He turned her around by her hips and gently grabbed her wounded hand. Josh inserted her thumb into his mouth, hoping to pacify the pain—literally. Carmen glared at him, in agony, yet in pleasure. He looked her in her eyes and moved on to put her index, middle, ring, then pinky finger in between his lips—inserting, then withdrawing each one, slowly and passionately.

Carmen’s fingers were slightly coated from the moisture of Josh’s saliva, which she utilized to massage his manhood. Slight groans exited his oral tunnel—masculine and deep. She wanted to play a fair game. She knelt down and entrapped as much of Josh as she could, with sporadic “I love you’s” coming from her mouth, simultaneously. Carmen’s grip got more intense, as well as the hold on her hair from the ponytail that Josh made within his clench. Their motion became in sync; more and more rhythmic. Josh tried returning the verbiage, but almost lost his balance and could barely contain himself. As soon as he tried holding onto the overheated stove, an outburst of pain and pleasure arose—leaving him injured, but satisfied.

Carmen quickly swallowed, stood, and wiped her lips. “What, what?!” she said, vehemently.

“I burned the shit out of my hand, not realizing the stove was hot from the oven being on.” After inspecting Josh’s hand, a laugh ensued from both lovers.

“I’ve got something for that,” Carmen said. She waddled to the bathroom and came back to Josh sitting on the couch. She joined him and gathered a dollop of Vaseline to spread on his now, blistered flesh. She kissed the top of his fist as a mother does a child when they’ve gotten a “boo-boo”. Oddly enough, he was immediately alleviated.

The fire from their candle projected a glisten onto the gold necklace that rested upon Josh’s defined collarbones, as he sat shirtless and fulfilled. Carmen couldn’t help but stare. He looked at her looking at him, and blushed, innocently. Josh realized that he didn’t get the opportunity to express his love for Carmen as he’d wanted to, not wanting to leave her uneasy. He already reached his peak and had no more to give—at least that’s what he thought.

“You know, I would’ve loved to feel you internally, and fill you too,” Josh admitted. “But you took me to a place I couldn’t come back from.”

Carmen responded, “Well, you still have those lips and that tongue that are neither burnt, bruised, nor emptied. Matter of fact, they’ve already resolved one of my issues, now how about they fix another.”

Her legs departed from one another and exposed her labia that was hidden under the oversized t-shirt, belonging to Josh. Josh’s slight force, pushing her forehead back to lay her down, made Carmen yearn for him even more. He placed a rose quartz crystal and an opal stone vertical between her breasts, and opened her up. She began vibrating at a higher frequency instantaneously, and filled her mind with pleasurable thoughts, which ultimately exuded onto Josh’s taste buds. He then swallowed, too—feeling just as satisfied as before, but then an aroma came about.

The smoke detector alarmed, shocking both of them. They were so caught up in each other’s passion, that they had neglected the other dishes that were left in the oven. Carmen took a kitchen towel, swaying it under the smoke detector to shut it off, while Josh used the one good hand that he had left to take out what was a pound cake and a sheet of roasted vegetables.

 “Aw man, but I’m hungry,” Carmen whined. Josh couldn’t help but burst into laughter. Eventually, she did, too.

“Put on your slippers, babe. Let’s go get a Popeye’s chicken sandwich and call it a night. I mean, you’re eating for two now, so there’s no need to try and eat around burnt scraps of food when we can make it easier on ourselves and go to a drive-thru.”

“But I wanted to cook for my man,” Carmen explained, batting her eyes childishly.

Josh caressed the back of her neck and pulled her into him, “I understand and I appreciate that, but tonight was nothing short of fire and desire…no pun intended.” They snickered.

Carmen even snorted, “It’s the baby.”

“Mmhm. The baby my ass,” Josh added, humorously.

The Popeye’s drive-thru was wrapped around the building. It looked like a family affair in the parking lot. Carmen’s legs were plopped up on the passenger seat, leaving enough room for her pregnant belly to fit in between them, comfortably. Josh took a glance at her lip imprint and of course, had to touch. Carmen didn’t mind—not one bit. Finally making it to the intercom, they ordered four chicken sandwiches and two large beverages, then headed back home. They sat high in Josh’s all black truck, while UGK thumped through their speakers. Carmen began unwrapping her food on the way since she was starved, leading to Josh parking at a nearby park for both of them to indulge. He opened the sunroof to expose the stars and let in the breeze. They couldn’t wait to get back to their abode to heat things back up again…literally.