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Though it was an obvious show kiss, Erin could feel something beneath it and gave her best dramatic sigh and thumbs up toward the end.
“Hey, you two get a room,” Kevin called out. “Luna, hand me the hose.”
Williams was watching the entire scene with his arms crossed, and Aiden poked him. Williams grimaced; Aiden shook his head. “Be an example,” he said in a low tone.
“On account of my unsportsmanlike behavior as the highest-ranking officer on Team Flour, I forfeit and declare Team Water the winner. And I will be the first to mop the floor,” Williams conceded.
“And more beer for everyone!” Theo shouted out. “You can find the outdoor shower over there or use the guest bedroom.”
Noah’s arms still around her, Erin added, “Once you’re clean, the hot tub’s open. Towels are in the cupboard next to it by the shower.”
“I like this. We should have more of these parties,” Kevin smiled and linked his arm with Nikki.
Glen, after staring at Nikki’s thong, made a similar movement toward Bianca before Timmons stepped up. “Rookie veto.”
“Good idea,” Erin said. “We’ll be in our room getting clean. Try not to break anyone while we’re gone.”
Chapter 6
Erin chuckled down the hallway and into their bedroom. “Wow, that escalated quickly. I guess you guys got it out of your system.”
She glanced back, noting their feet tracking wet flour on the hardwood and onto the carpet of their bedroom. “I can get to it later. The bathroom will be easy to clean up.”
Noah had minimal interest in her cleaning plans because, unexpectedly, he bracketed her with his body, planting his hand on the wall right above her head.
This un-Noah-like behavior gave her pause, and she realized he hadn’t spoken since their kiss outside.
“Noah… Chief?” Erin breathed when she saw his pupils were fully dilated and he was struggling to maintain control.
A battle was being fought between the nicer version of Noah and the authority figure she recognized as the evil alien Jedi hardness of the Fire Chief.
She placed her hand on his shoulder and felt nothing but tension under her fingers.
Holy fuck. Speaking of things that escalated quickly, he was angry—not at her—and very aroused.
Something in the fight had turned him on a dime. He’d transformed from world’s best husband to this force of nature.
They’d played at this a few times, usually at her request, but she’d never been alone with him in Chief-mode without a planned role-playing scene in progress, requiring a different type of control.
Her body responded immediately, recognizing she was about to get it so very good. Already cold and wet from the game and consequential dousing, her nipples pebbled even further. And between her thighs...
Erin couldn’t help it. She licked her lips.
Those blown pupils followed the motion, a starved predator.
“I… Erin… Hudgens.” The Chief’s voice reverberated through the final word, a bass rivaling James Earl Jones. “Need you.”
He was asking for permission—to be the chief. To own her. To master her.
“Let me have it, sir.”
Chief Baker blinked slowly, assuming the darker aspect of his emotions. Erin held still, wondering what it would bring.
His hands roughly pulled her to him, inhaling her. It was no gentle kiss between equals. The Chief was plundering her mouth because she was his subordinate and he could.
Erin gave him full access and quickly found herself stripped, pressed against the wall in the shower.
He was shredding his clothes at the same time, murmuring. “You are mine.”
