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—and then I stop cold.
Or maybehotis the right word.
Lia’s standing there in a pair of goddamn pink panties, her FDNY t-shirt knotted above her waist.
I gape for one room-spinning moment, then I step in to shut the door. Wait—fuck!I can’t be in a closed room with her—when she’s in her panties!
But I sure as hell can’t leave it open for other fire-fucks to see her this way, either.
Screw it—I kick it closed.
She’s laughing at me now, triumph over my dance with the door evident in her eyes.
“What in the Sam-fuck are you wearing?” I boom, too loud.
Her full lips stretch into a shit-eating grin. She loves seeing my unfortunately full-bodied reaction to the sight of a mere triangle of soft pink fabric covering what must be the sweetest little pussy in the five boroughs. “I’m pretty sure you’re aware of what I’m wearing.”
“Th-those are not regulation,” I sputter. What I mean is that they look like they’re made of a non-compliant material—like polyester or a rayon blend. And yeah, I shouldn’t be looking that close, but I did.
If we run out on a fire tonight and she gets burned, those panties would melt and fuse to her skin.
I force myself to look away. I can’t discuss it with her standing there like that. My self-control will frazzle. “Just… stop playing with fire. Put your pants on.”
“Why, Captain?” the little minx purrs, knowing she has me by the balls. She cocks a hip. “Am I making you...uncomfortable?”
My fingers twitch. “Put some goddamn pants on before I spank that juicy ass red!”
Oh shit.
I clap a hand over my mouth, then attempt to hide the gesture by rubbing the stubble on my face. I definitely shouldn’t have said that. All this time I’ve been trying to protect her from harassment, and I’m the first asshole to bring it.
Well, I knew that, didn’t I? In reality, I’ve just been trying to protect her from me.
Of course, I can’t tear my gaze from her now, and I watch her eyes grow dark, full lips part. Her nipples bead up beneath the t-shirt. “Wow, Captain,” her voice sounds breathy and high. She reaches one hand between her legs and curls her fingers in. “That’s kinda hot. Maybe I should take them off for that.” She hooks her thumbs in the waistband of her panties and starts to slowly pull them down.
“Stop it.”I stride forward and catch her wrists. In about two seconds I have her backed against the wall, wrists pinioned in one of my hands.
She’s not breathing. I guess I’m not either.
“Fuck,” I curse. “I’m pretty sure you just lost me my job.” Not that it makes me any more willing to let her go. Unless I see a real protest, I’m seeing this scene through, job be damned.
“No,” she pants. Her eyes are huge, pupils blown. “No one’s losing their job. No one’s going to talk about this.” She licks her lips. “What we’re doing.”
“What are we doing?” My voice is so deep I don’t recognize it.
“Um…” She sways her hips. “Were you going to punish me?”
Victory flushes through me. I can’t fucking believe it. I thought I saw the signs of interest—that authority turned her on—but to hear her actually say it…
Damn.
This girl can’t be real.
I don’t need any further encouragement. “Yeah, I am.” I back up enough to spin her around and plant her two hands on the wall. “Push that ass out, baby. You’ve had this coming for a while now.”
She’s clearly not afraid. She inches her feet away from the wall and hollows her back.
I bite back a groan.
