Page 84 of The Fireman and the Flirt

“This is a really nice bed. Better than the pull out sofa I’ve been sleeping on.”

“I sprang for a top-of-the-line mattress. I spend one third of my life in bed, so I better be comfortable. There’s a great mattress store just off the highway—wait.” I sat up. “Why is this happening again? Less talking. More fucking.”

“Get over here.” Derek threw me back onto the bed, tossed my legs in the air. Then, just as I dreamed about during dinner, his bearded face found its way to my soft thighs, then to my hole. His prickly hairs rubbed against my sensitive opening as he flicked his tongue inside.

“Yes. God, yes.” I sounded like such a damn cliché, but when one received this much pleasure, one’s verbal skills plummeted. Heat and lust built inside my core as his slippery tongue slid in and out of my ass. His rough fingers dug into my thighs. I balled the comforter in my fist. His mouth went from my ass to my dick, hitting me with one bolt of pleasure after another. I was dizzy, lightheaded, doing my absolute best to not explode. Derek took my cock like it was nothing. (And it wasn’t nothing!) The hairs of his beard prickled at the tops of my inner thighs.

“You are leaking like crazy,” he said of my dick.

“Gee, I fucking wonder why.”

“I can’t wait to fuck you and make you come,” he said in a raspy growl that was part-promise, part-threat.

I wanted him to fuck me right off my uber-comfortable bed.

Derek sat up and pulled me onto his lap. I grinded against his cock, my hole aching to be filled. The teasing of his head pressing against my opening was even more exhilarating than the actual deed.

“Need you inside me,” I gasped out.

He had the audacity to crack a smile.

“What’s so funny?”

“You.”

“Not something I want to hear during sex.”

“I love how you make me laugh, Cary.”

He said love and Cary in the same sentence. It got me wondering…could he love more than my laugh? Was I someone who could be loved, genuinely loved, no-holds-barred, take-me-as-I-am loved?

Derek reached behind me and opened my nightstand drawer where I kept my lube. I was about to ask how he knew it was there, but where else would it be?

My cock got harder just listening to him slick up his erection, just knowing that soon he would spear into me. I wrapped my arms around him and kissed his salty lips as he pressed two lubed-up fingers inside me. I rocked back, letting him go deeper. If I kept this up, I would come before he got a chance to plant his flag.

“You’re fucking begging for it.” His bearded cheeks bunched into a smile.

“I’m being sexy. Stop smiling.”

Then, because he was pure evil, he ran his fingers along my neck, hitting that one spot that could make me scream out laughing.

“No tickling when you’re about to enter me.”

“Fine.” Derek’s eyes got lost in me, staring into my face with a mix of amusement and deep care, like he was committing these moments to memory with each passing second. “I can’t wait to wake up with you tomorrow morning.”

I was about to ask who was watching Jolene, but I trusted he had a plan in place. I forced myself to get the fuck out of my head and live in the present, where gearhead and anxiety and my horrible track record with love didn’t exist. All that existed was Derek and me.

I threw my head back with abandon as Derek entered me. His thrusts were deep and slow, drawing every last drop of agonizing pleasure out of our connection. He didn’t take his eyes off me as we fucked. We’d kiss, then stare at each other, kiss some more, gaze some more. I didn’t know it was possible to give myself this completely and freely, to let myself be this vulnerable and trust it would be okay.

“Derek…”

He nodded, his calloused thumb stroking my cheek. “Come for me, Cary.”

I collapsed onto him, and he held me tight as I emptied onto his furry stomach. He pumped into me until he came himself, a loud grunt tearing through the silence.

We lay there in silence for a moment. I hugged him tight, listening to his heartbeat.

This was more than the best date ever. It was more than a perfect evening. It was everything.

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