Page 9 of Tempt Me, Fireman


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She flicks her tongue into my mouth. “Don’t tempt me, fireman. Because I may just ask for more than you’re willing to give.”

I raise my face to look into her eyes. “If it’s in my power to give it to you, it’s already yours.”

“Even your heart?”

“Yes, my love. I think that’s been yours since the moment I saw you bent over that flowerbed.”

Her lips twitch into a wicked smile, and my body immediately responds, quickly sliding out so that I can pummel her again.

“You like the view from behind?” she asks.

“Of course. Have you seen your body? It’s perfect from every angle.” I lick my lips, remembering the view of her ass in the air. “That juicy bottom, though… I’ve been dying to sink my teeth into that.”

“Then you’d better flip me over, fireman.”

I do as she suggests, barely waiting for her to get into position before thrusting inside her. The angle isn’t quite right, but it still feels so fucking good that I almost blow my load. I grip her hips with my hands, pulling her ass higher into the air and gently pushing her torso into the sheets. She wraps her arms under a pillow and clings to it for dear life.

Though it takes every ounce of willpower I possess, I hesitate. “Are you sure you can handle this?”

“I can take it,” she promises.

I plow into her, hard and deep. She cries out and I stop, afraid that I’ve hurt her.

“Avery,” I gasp.

“Did I say to stop? Fuck me, dammit!”

“Yes, ma’am.” And I do as she commands, burying myself inside her, again and again, deeper and deeper, until her inner walls form a vice grip around my cock and we both scream our release.

After we’re both utterly spent, I wrap my body around hers, spooning her. I trail my hand down her hip and onto her thigh, admiring her curvy body. Mine. My fingertips continue to roam until I’m caressing her sweet folds. She’s wet and sticky, from my orgasm and hers, a testament to our love.

Cupping her mound with my hand, I whisper into her hair, “You’re mine now, Avery George, and I’ll love you forever.”

“I love you, too,” she whispers, and they’re the sweetest words I’ve ever heard.

“Will you move in with me?”

She shakes her head and rolls over to face me. “I want nothing more than to wake up every day with you by my side, but I don’t think I could live under the HOA’s rules.”

“We’ll move, then. We can start house hunting tomorrow.”

“You’d move for me?” she asks.

I chuckle. “Of course. Now that I have you, I’m never letting you go.”

“Well, it just so happens that I have a house across the street, and it’s not subject to the HOA rules. So long as it passes inspection from the fire department, of course.”

“A perfect solution,” I agree. A grin spreads across my face. “What would you think about painting the front door blue?”

Epilogue

Avery

Three Months Later

After an afternoon of lovemaking, Hunter and I fall asleep in each other’s arms. When I wake, he’s gone, replaced with my chubby, orange tabby. “Well, hello, there, Simba,” I say, snuggling my face into his thick belly fur.

He purrs, gripping my face gently between his paws. A cold piece of metal grazes my chin and I lean back in surprise. Simba wears a plain collar with his name and my telephone number embroidered on it, just in case he ever gets lost. But now there’s a metal disk hanging from it.

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