“I shouldn’t be looking a gift horse in the mouth.” His eyes traveled down her body, allowing his admiration to be evident for her. She was tall, but not too tall, slim, and muscular.
“Not when you should be doing other things with that mouth.” She popped her head on his shoulder and whispered, “I bet B-shift would notice if the Chief Car stayed at 15. You didn’t ask to park outside.”
“Your neighbors might wonder,” Noah mumbled, trying to refrain from pinning her to the wall in her garage.
“I doubt it. My doctor-neighbor, Angela Some-thing-or-other, is a resident or fellow hermit. When I see her, she’s sleepwalking her dog. Theo might drive by though, and he would notice.” Erin handed him the cake box while she unlocked the door. Practically dancing, she winked at him over the box. “So, coffee inside. And cake?”
Given that question, she offered him one last chance to back out. A good honorable man should have been a gentleman, given her the cake box, and walked away.
He wasn’t going to be that good, honorable man today. “Coffee sounds good.”
“Then come in.”
Chapter 17
He followed her unhesitatingly down a short hallway which opened into a large room that included a counter, small kitchen table, and living room. He blindly set the cake on the table, dropping his keys and watch nearby. She aimlessly chattered, “Here’s the kitchen and living room. Bathroom’s off of my bedroom.”
He wasn’t listening, nor did he care.
Noah strode forward, catching her elbow to pull her toward him. She came more than willingly as he finally claimed the kiss she’d tempted him with months ago.
A firefighter is familiar with all sorts of materials that catch fire.
Some things are more combustible than others.
Some things don’t burn on their own, like oxygen, but accelerate the chemical reaction.
That’s exactly what this kiss was—throwing dynamite on a campfire and watching it ignite. He couldn’t get close enough, she was too tasty, too warm, too willing, too raw.
Within seconds, they were inhaling each other, a mutual collision of lips and bodies, staggering down her hallway. Somehow, they both managed to kick off their shoes and stumble into the bedroom. They paused between kisses long enough to help each other out of their shirts. He spun her around to kiss her from behind as he fumbled with her pants. They both paused at the loud pop of the button on her jeans. He couldn’t think of anything he wanted more.
“Bed?” he asked, his control burning down with his good sense. Noah’s uniform pants were fighting a losing battle against her grinding on his crotch. He couldn’t decide if he should be unbuckling them or stripping off her lacy, yellow bra.
“Yes.” She tossed him down on the double bed to climb on top of him.
He grabbed her ass through her jeans and rocked her on top of his hips. It was too hard to delay this even for a second. They were both on fire; her eyes were dark with arousal.
Gripping her shoulders, he flipped her so he was on top. As he started kissing his way down her body past her bra, she murmured, “Cake has never tasted this good.”
“I wouldn’t know yet.” He pulled her jeans and yellow panties off. She was already soaked, her short curls glistening.
“Then find out,” she dared.
He didn’t need a second invitation.
She spread her legs open to his mouth. Noah took his time, tasting her, licking and sucking her juices, savoring her feminine taste and scent. Erin’s hands were messing in his hair, shaking and crying out.
Despite his half-dressed state, he focused on giving her the release he’d been dying to for months. He calmly ignored her begging and continued to eat her to her orgasm, his stubble scraping across her inner thighs. It wasn’t subtle when she finished.
She screamed loudly, clutching at his shoulders. He brushed the back of a hand across his mouth, standing over her. He couldn’t remember seeing anything more arousing that her tan skin turning a dusky post-climax rose.
She sat back up to take in his unrepentant grin. “Come have a bigger taste.”
As Noah stripped off his pants and underwear, she happily removed her bra. He stared at her skin for about two seconds before climbing back on the bed, kissing her. They hadn’t had a lot of time to enjoy kissing, but there was the insistent throb of his cock.
He lined up their bodies, and Erin immediately spread her legs again. For a moment, his eyes roamed from the rapt anticipation on her face to the long lines of her body and down to those dewy curls in the spot he was dying to feel with his member.
Then something occurred to him.
