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“Of course I did,” he murmurs, kissing me in that spot below my ear that makes me shiver. “Because I know you have a dirty mind like me.”
Reaching for the next gift in the box, Tyler barks out a laugh. He holds up a pair of black boxers that have little fire hydrants all over them, with ‘Fireman have big hoses’ written over the crotch.
“It’s the truth,” he boasts, moving his hips in a circle.
“Mhmm,” I hum, licking my lips. “And I’ll have another surprise for you later that matches.”
“What’s that?”
“You’ll see a little later.” I wink, and his eyes flare.
“Nope. I want to see now. Do you have something special on for me under there, sugar?” he asks, looking me up and down.
“Maybe,” I taunt. “But aren’t you hungry? I have dinner in the oven.
“I want dessert first,” he says, turning the oven off. “I need my sugar.” Tyler flashes me a predatory grin and backs me up against the counter. “Can I unwrap my gift?” he whispers in my ear, sending a shiver down my spine.
“Yes,” I sigh, leaning into him. “But you’ll have to catch me first,” I whisper, ducking out from under him and heading straight for the stairs.
“Oh, no you don’t,” he growls, catching me in less than a second. He hoists me over his shoulder and runs up the stairs, laying me out on the bed.
Lifting my sweater over my head, Tyler kisses his way across my collar bone and down between my breasts. He unclasps my bra and slides the straps down, ridding my body of the offensive material.
“My first gift,” he rasps, swirling my left nipple with his hot tongue.
Moaning, my head falls back, and he kisses his way down my stomach. Popping the button of my jeans open, he slowly pulls the zipper down and plants a kiss above the waistband of my new panties I know he’s going to love.
Peeling my jeans down, he tosses them to the floor and then crawls back up my body, catching his first glimpse of his gift.
Tyler looks up at me with a mix of humor and heat, and gives me a cocky grin. My white panties have a fire hydrant in the middle with the words ‘fire hose connection’ beneath it.
“You want me to connect my hose to your hydrant?” He smirks. “I know you’re wet for me.
“Yes,” I sigh, and he kisses me through the cotton fabric. Moaning, my hips push against his mouth.
“Before that, though, I have a gift for you,” he says, standing back up.
“What?”
“Be right back.” I open my mouth to say something, but he’s already gone.
I stare at the doorway, waiting for him to come back, and when he does, he’s clad head to toe in full firefighter gear, minus his mask.
Oh. My. God.
I bite my lip and smile. “Is it my birthday, too?”
“You told me you fantasized about this.” He tosses me a camera, and my mouth falls open in surprise.
Looking between him and the camera a few times, I scoot up to a sitting position against the headboard, and give him a coy smile. “Alright. Give me what you’ve got, sexy.”
He gives me my favorite smile, and I snap a few pictures.
“Take something off,” I direct, and he does as I say, removing his helmet.
We proceed like this until he’s down to the boxers I just gave him.
Smiling, I bite my lip and take more pictures. “They look good on you.”
