Page 165 of Deadly Sweet

A few are out on calls right now, but otherwise it’s been pretty quiet on our end. Not that I’d ever say that out loud. That's a curse of its own.

It’s a nice day out today. Warm. A little too warm. So this isn’t a bad way to be spending my time.

Grabbing the hose, I start to get to work. I’m so lost in what I’m doing that I don’t even notice that I’m being watched.

My eyes glance to the side for a moment before looking back at the truck, then I do a double-take.

I turn the hose off and chuckle. Grinning wide, I take in my Little Killer. This girl is sitting in a fucking lawn chair, some drink with a little umbrella in her hand as she sips away, watching me.

She has a cute little sundress on, one of those big, floppy hats and some big-ass sunglasses.

“Don’t let me distract you. Carry on.” She waves her free hand at me. “I was enjoying the show.”

This woman. This Omega.Fuck, I love her.

Unable to keep the grin off my face, I shake my head. She wants a show, who am I to deny my girl anything?

Grabbing a soapy sponge, I start scrubbing. “That's it. Like that. Harder, Walker. Don’t miss a spot!” She calls out.

Groaning in amusement, I keep going.

“Look at those muscles,” she moans. The sound goes right to my cock.

I’m enjoying this far more than I should. I’m surprised one of the guys hasn't come out and asked what's going on. If they catch her, I’m never gonna hear the end of it.

And I don’t even care at this point. I miss her. I want to spend any time I can get with her.

Having her here like this is a very Savvy way of spending time together, and I love it.

“Hey, sexy fireman!” she shouts. “Take your shirt off. Give this little Omega something to look at.”

Fuck it.

Dropping the sponge, I grab the hem of my shirt and pull it off over my head.

“That's right, baby, take it off, take it all off!” she cheers. I can’t help but laugh. “Wait! No, put those pants on.” She points to the turnout pants hanging on the wall.

My dirty little Omega. She’s making me live out her firefighter fantasy. Lucky for her, I’m more than happy to oblige.

“What's going on?” Will asks from my other side as I grab the pants.

“Fuck off,” I hiss. “My Omega wants a show, I’m giving her one. Tell everyone else to stay upstairs or I’ll kill you all.” I won't. But Savvy will.

Will gives me a big grin. “So that's who's sitting out in front of the station. I just thought it was some weird chick being a perv.”

A growl rips from my chest as I bare my teeth at him. “Hey.” He raises his hands and takes a step back. “I meant no harm by it. You know, we get some of those crazies from time to time.”

He’s not wrong. We do get girls who like to come here and oggle the guys. A lot of the time they feed into it, flirting with the girls, and have a little bit of fun.

“It’s not like that.”

“I know that.Now.You do you.” He winks. “Do whatever kind of kinky shit you're into. I’m not going to judge. Just be careful, if the boss man finds you, no one can help you.”

“Walker?” Savvy’s voice has me quickly getting into the pants.

Why is this so thrilling?

I’ve always had a kinky side. I can’t deny it. I’ve already spilled my secrets to Caleb and got a sex room out of it.

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