Page 16 of Hot for the Fire Chief
“Doesn’t matter.”
“That’s crazy!”
“Yeah, it is. Doesn’t mean I’m not right. Especially if you saw the fucker.”
She nods her head slowly, her eyes unfocused. “I think it was him.”
“You know it was him.”
I sit down and pick up my coffee. “Eat your breakfast.”
She shoves her plate back. “I’m not hungry.”
“Eat or I won’t eat your pussy again later,” I mutter to her.
She flushes to the roots of her hair but pulls the plate back and forks up a piece of omelet. “I’m only eating because it makes sense,” she mutters.
I chuckle. “I’m sure.”
After we finish breakfast, we walk back to my room and I check around the outside. Apparently the idiot hasn’t figured out where she’s hiding yet. There’s nothing out here.
I open the door and lay my hand on the small of her back, my cock jerking. I can feel the heat off her body right through the thin fabric of her pale blue sundress. I’m aching with the needfor her and she turns around, her fingers clenched together, her eyes almost eating me up.
“Why didn’t you…?”
“Why didn’t I fuck you this morning, baby girl?” Her jaw drops and the image pops into my head of all the things I could do with that mouth and I curse under my breath.
I don’t remember ever being such a dirty fucker but she brings it out in me. She drives me crazy. She barely comes up to the middle of my chest and yet she brings me to my knees with just a look, a whimper, a sigh.
“Yeah,” she whispers, her face so flushed it’s almost red.
I stalk up to her and gently settle her chin in my hand, lifting it until I’m looking her square in her soft green eyes. Her full mouth parts and my dick jerks again. “I intend to fuck you sooner rather than later, Jenny. All you have to do is ask. I want you to understand what’s going on here though. This isn’t some vacation fling for me. I’m too old for that shit and I don’t give a damn about getting my rocks off. I’ve got a hand and I know what to do with it.”
Her tongue glides along her lips and leaves a wet track that my thumb follows. I push my thumb inside her mouth and it’s so hot that I groan silently. She sucks urgently at my skin and then scrapes it with her teeth.
“Oh fuck! What the hell are you doing to me, woman?” I pull my thumb out and trace her lips again, pushing gently on the full curve of her lower lip, her hot breath killing me.
Satisfaction flares in her soft green eyes and she smirks. “Making sure you understand.”
“Understand what?”
“That the more you torture me, the more I’m gonna torture you right back.”
Grinning, I tap her cheek and pull my thumb back. “You’re awfully sassy today, Jenny.”
“She turns away and glances back over her shoulder. “Maybe. What do you think you should do about that?”
“Little girls who get too sassy get a spanking on a bare ass.”
Her cheeks flush red but she doesn’t break our gazes. “That sounds…interesting.”
Ohhh. She’s fucking perfect. I can’t believe that this woman wants me but I see it. I feel it.
Almost as much as I want her.
“Go work for awhile. I’m gonna see what I can find out about this guy, Brandon.”
She rolls her eyes and sashays off but there’s an extra little swing in her hips and I have a feeling that that’s all for me.
