Melissa:that’s a shame
Gabriel:Why's that?
Hmmm…I think for a moment before a plan unfolds. Snickering to myself, I make my way into my bedroom, searching for the outfit I had in mind.
There you are.
Holding up the red lace lingerie and matching panty set, a mischievous smirk stretches across my face. I bought the set a couple of months ago, but never found the right time to wear it. It’s gorgeous, the red lace delicate and see-through—the naughty part though? The panties are crotchless. Just thinking about how this will torture him has me smirking.
He calls me a dirty girl, so I’ll play dirty.
The straps of the bra accentuate the curve of my breast and the lace panties hug my hips, leaving little to the imagination. I feel sexy, powerful, and unstoppable. Grabbing my phone, I decide to add matching red lipstick to my lips before leaning forward, angling the camera just right so that only my red lips and scantily clad body are exposed. Seductively biting my lip and pressing my chest together, I snap a picture. I’ve never been one to send sexy photos, but I can’t help myself. Gabe has brought a whole new side of me out, and I love it.
Pressing send, I smile, giddy at imagining his reaction to my picture and I let out a girlish squeal of excitement. Glancing at my phone I eagerly wait for his response, seeing those three little dots appear, then disappear several times before he finally presses send.
Gabriel:You’re lucky the other guys are sleeping. My hard cock would be hard to explain.
Gabriel:You’re stunning
Is it hot in here or is it just me?
Flopping down on my bed, I dramatically fan myself as butterflies swirl in my belly.I wish I could have seen his reaction…
Bolting upright, a dangerous idea pops into my head—one that I could very well regret but simultaneously has my pussy throbbing. Grabbing the red heels that I know he loves and hastily putting on my long coat, I grab my keys and run out the door to my car.
Here goes nothing.
The streets are dead as I drive across town to the fire station. It’s nearly midnight, and the only thing accompanying me are the streetlights. Tapping my hand against the steering wheel, I pull into the parking lot to the side of the firehouse. Nerves are suddenly taking over and I suck in large gulps of air as I try to gain the courage for what I planned to do.
It’s okay. You’ve got this. This is the most badass thing you’ve ever done. He’s going to lose his mind. You want this. Woman up!
On shaky legs, as quietly as possible, I close my car door and head across the dimly lit parking lot to the side door of the station. Reaching for it, I give it a quick tug. It’s locked.Hmm…Pulling my phone out of my pocket, I text Gabe.
Melissa:Let me in
Thankfully, Gabe’s response is quick.
Gabriel:What do you mean, let you in?
Rolling my eyes, I reply.
Melissa:I’m outside. Hurry up, it’s cold.
It doesn’t take long for Gabe to push open the door, eyebrows furrowed as he lets me in. “Mel, is everything okay? What are you doing here?” His voice is a whisper, not wanting to disturb anyone who might be awake.
Entering the station, I turn and face him, gripping the tie of my coat around my waist. Biting my lip, I look up at him, a mischievous smile playing across my face. “Well, I had an idea.” Reaching out, I run my hand down his chest, from strong pecs to hips.God, he is so sexy.He’s wearing a blue V-neck firefighter t-shirt and light wash blue jeans, well-worn in by the looks of them.
Hands finding my hips, Gabe takes me in, glancing up and down my body, no doubt noticing my bare legs and red shoes. Lust swirls in his eyes, pupils blown with arousal. Licking his lips, his eyes find mine. “And what idea is that?”
Breaking away from his hold, I take in the dark garage area that houses the trucks. The only light in the room is shining down the stairs from the living area located on the second floor. This whole setup is perfect for what I have planned.Grinning, I spot the fire pole—the whole reason I’m here.
Sauntering over, my heels making a soft clicking noise, I pull out one of the folding metal chairs that are placed around the room for the men when they are working down here. Gabe stands there, watching me, completely unaware of my schemes.
Once everything’s set up just right, I walk back to him, holding my hand out for him to take. Always the gentleman, Gabe’s rough palm holds on to mine as I drag him across the room and push him down onto the chair purposefully placed right in front of the pole. Brushing a finger down his lips, I remind him to keep quiet before bending down and placing a soft kiss on his mouth before backing away.
Recognition flashes across his face, his eyes darkening with lust as he watches me slowly, seductively move to the pole.
My breathing is erratic as anticipation seeps through my bones.Will he like it?I push the doubt from my mind. Who am I kidding? Of course, he will.
