I’m overwhelmed by sensation. This is more than physical. I’ve never had this kind of chemistry with anyone. His pace quickly picks up, and he grabs both of my legs, lifting my hips mid-air as he repeatedly thrusts into me. I can’t control the whimpers and pleas escaping me as I grip the sheets, knowing this orgasm will overtake me any moment.
“Fuck, Addy. I need you to come. Spanking your rosy little ass nearly made me go off in my pants. Now this sweet little snatch wrapped around my dick is more than I-”
“Oh, god!” The reminder of having my panties pulled down, ass pink and swollen from his rough hand, sends me reeling.
“Shit,” he grunts as he holds my pelvis taut against him and empties into me. A look of pure satisfaction crosses his now sweaty, handsome face. This is the hottest night of my life. An all-consuming heat is ablaze between us that I hope this firefighter will never contain.
Chapter20
Addy
“Well, someone sounds happy. What gives?” As the words Alden asks hit my ears, I realize I’ve been whistling as I decorate this large rectangular retirement sheet cake.
“I don’t know. I guess you could say my weekend ended far better than how it started.”
“Oh, yeah? That sounds like a-”
Alden’s words are cut short as the little bell above the door clinks, and none-other than the boys of station 12, all decked out in their yellow turnout gear, stroll in.
“Hey, Dave. Addy start a fire in the kitchen I don’t know about?” Alden greets.
His words barely register as I make eye contact with Trevor. I can’t fight the huge grin. For the first time since I’ve known him, the sparkle in his eyes has to compete with the gleam bouncing off of his megawatt smile. My legs are moving in his direction before I can stop them.Heck, he said he was all in, right?
“Hi, cupcake,” he teases with a peck on my nose.
“Hell, Laurence. I didn’t know you had teeth.” Dave laughs. “I don’t think I’ve seen you smile ’til now.”
“Yeah, yeah.” He chuckles, looking down at me with the dreamiest gaze.
“’Bout time he got his head out of his ass,” Alden says. “Is this why you dropped by. So loverboy could pay a visit?”
Standing on tiptoes, I give Trevor a chaste kiss on the mouth. I can’t help myself. He’s like the stuff of a teen heartthrob magazine right now. All pearly whites, shining blue eyes, and six foot three of muscle and ink, wrapped in a firefighter uniform.Gah!
“Oh, for shit’s sake. We don’t want to see that,” Jason bellows. “Can we please pick up something for Mrs. Robinson and get out of here?”
“They’re just jealous,” Trevor whispers before bending down to repeat the action.
“Wait. Mrs. Robinson? It can’t be her birthday. I just made her a cake for that,” I blurt, confused.
“Um, no.” Jason stands looking at the ceiling like he has lost his tongue.
I give Trevor a blank stare.
“Apparently, it’s Purdy’s. She’s upset because her doctor told her to stay off her feet because her rheumatism is acting up. So it’s now become a town emergency.”
“Town emergency? Please tell me she didn’t-”
“Call 911? Yep. I would’ve loved to have been sitting next to Darlene when that call came in.” Jason changes the pitch of his voice to sound like one of the town’s veteran dispatchers. “911, what’s your emergency? Oh, you need a birthday cake for your chicken? Let me send the fire department with lights and sirens.”
I almost laugh until I realize the boys are all stone-faced. Heck, Sycamore doesn’t get that many calls where it would be an imposition. But I suppose it is demeaning to have your profession reduced to such nonsense. The poor woman is a little off her rocker.
“That one,” Dave says, pointing at a small round chocolate cake.
“Are you sure Purdy likes chocolate?” Alden pretends to ask in earnest, failing miserably.
“This whole thing is ridiculous. The woman probably just wants an excuse to light candles and sing happy birthday.” Dave snorts.
“Can we stay to watch it blow out the candles?” Trevor chuckles.
