Page 91 of A Baby for the Firefighter
Not much, I decided while pulling Dean’s pants down a bit and freeing his cock of its confines. He was so big and beautiful. This wasn’t the first time I saw his cock, of course, but the sight still made me lick my lips each and every time. There wasn’t an alpha on Earth more gorgeous than mine.
I wrapped my hand around the base, feeling him grow harder between my fingers. I let myself revel in that feeling for only a moment before I stuck my tongue out to lick at him, making him twitch.
“Griff…”
“Yeah?” I licked him again, more slowly this time, giving him a good swipe of the tongue. I loved the way it made his breath hitch. I wanted to please him yes, but that didn’t mean I couldn’t have some fun while doing so.
“I should have known you’d be a tease.”
I laughed. “Just enjoying myself. But I guess I can enjoy myself in other ways too,” I said, and then I took him into my mouth, finally living my fantasy.
And it felt so good. Just feeling the weight of him on my tongue, the heat of his flesh, the salty taste of his skin. Yeah, I could definitely enjoy myself like this. Already, I was getting all hot inside, the hormonal rush flooding my brain and turning my thoughts hazy.
Having Dean’s cock in my mouth was even better than stuffing it with cupcakes, and I’d never thought anything could be better than stuffing my mouth with cupcakes.
I took him a little deeper, running my tongue along the underside and savoring the taste. I couldn’t take him all the way, he was too big for that, but I tried to get as much of him into my mouth as I could, and he didn’t complain. Nope, he was too busy breathing hard, and I was loving it. Right then, right there, nothing mattered more to me than making him lose his shit.
Every little appreciative noise Dean made seemed to vibrate through me and travel straight to my groin to make my own cock strain against the fabric of my pants. My arousal turned into a pleasant buzz in the back of my head, drowning out everything but my need to get Dean off and taste his semen on my tongue.
Just the thought alone made me shudder.
Dean tightened his grip on my hair a little bit, but not to the point of hurting. No, he was restraining himself, I could tell. I loved it, though. Loved feeling my alpha’s strength. I rested one hand on his thigh just to feel the way his muscles bunched. His strength made me feel safe—and impossibly aroused.
A surge of lust made me redouble my efforts, sucking on the hard flesh in my mouth. I knew Dean was getting close when I tasted his precum on my tongue. The sensation made me moan around his cock, I couldn’t help it. I was too turned on. Too high on endorphins.
“Damn, Griff.” Dean groaned. “You feel so good.” He twisted his hands in my hair, taking shallow breaths.
I peered up at my firefighter. His eyes were closed, lips slightly parted, head tipped back. He looked like he was about to become unraveled, all because of me. God, could there be a hotter sight in the world?
My musings were interrupted when the first hot drop of semen hit the roof of my mouth. I swallowed all my alpha’s seed down greedily as he moaned my name. Even though I was in a submissive position, I’d never felt as powerful as I did then, wrenching sounds of absolute pleasure from Dean.
And I was happy to lick him clean until Dean pulled me up. Rising to my feet, I kissed my lover to share the taste of him between us.
And then I gasped as Dean reached down to open my fly and his hand found its way inside my loose-fitting paternity pants. I came embarrassingly fast—within seconds of feeling Dean’s large hand around me, really. There was nothing at all I could do to stave off the orgasm crashing into me and taking my breath away. I might have been ashamed, if it hadn’t felt so damn good.
“God, that was amazing,” I mumbled, resting my head on Dean’s shoulder.
He chuckled, his voice just a bit hoarse. “Yeah, it was.”
“I’m so glad you came back to Oceanport.” And so glad I managed to face down my demons and get over myself.
“I’m glad too,” he said, holding me tighter. “This place is home after all.”
“Because home is where the heart is?” I teased.
He simply smiled. “Exactly,” he said, and then he kissed me again.
41
Dean
When Griff’spregnancy neared its end, I thought I was prepared for everything. I’d read all the books, and Shane and I had had all the conversations about what was going to happen during childbirth. I was confident in my knowledge. I was set.
Until the day things actually got real.
I’d just moved all my things in with Griff a few days before, and Eli had come over with cake to congratulate us on starting our life together. He’d also brought his dog, and Griff was cuddling with the dog when the Labrador suddenly gave a surprised bark.
I glanced over at the pair, because Fiona never usually made a sound.
