Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 25915 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 130(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25915 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 130(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
“You’re incredible,” I say when I finally catch my breath. I’m slumped in the chair and she’s still got her sweet lips wrapped around my semi-hard cock.
I don’t know how I got so lucky.
This is the best morning of my life and I can’t believe I get to spend the whole day with her.
I’m about to leave on a hike with Kimberly when the phone rings. It’s a beautiful spring day—right before it gets too hot and before the bugs come out to spoil everything.
She’s looking gorgeous in her hiking boots and these tiny shorts that are making me want to spend the rest of the afternoon in my bedroom instead.
“Hello,” I say when I pick up the phone.
It’s Blake and I can hear the sirens in the background. Shit, I hope he’s not calling me into work.
“We have a situation,” he says. “Fire on Murphy’s farm. His abandoned barn house is engulfed.”
“Do you need me to meet you there?”
“No, we got it covered, but I need you to man the station for an hour or two. Can you do that or are you busy with your new friend?”
I look at her in those short shorts and groan.
“I’ll be there in ten minutes,” I tell him. Kimberly and I will be alone at the station and I’ll bet she’s going to get really horny when she sees me in my fire suit.
“Thanks, bud. We’ll be back as soon as we can.”
The line clicks dead and Kimberly is staring at me.
“No climbing the mountain?”
“How would you like to climb a fireman instead?”
She looks even more excited.
I knew I loved this girl for a reason.
Chapter Ten
Kimberly
“Are you going to give me a VIP tour?” I ask as I walk around the fire station with a grin. I never thought I’d get to date a fireman. This is so cool.
Westin just showed me how to connect a fire hose to the hydrant outside. It’s lying on the floor, thick, hard, and dripping wet. I think he misunderstood me when I asked him to show me how he handles his hose…
“What do you want to see?” Westin is leaning against the wall, watching me with that possessive territorial look in his eyes. The one that always gets me all worked up.
I grin as I look down his massive torso to the bulge in his jeans. “How about your fire pole? Is it long and hard?”
“You keep talking like that and it will be,” he says with a hint of a growl in his voice.
I bite my bottom lip as my cheeks start to blush. I’m taking that as a challenge.
We’re all alone in the station and now is my chance to fulfill the ultimate female fantasy—sex with a hot fireman in a fire station. That’s not even taking into account that he’s a bear shifter…
I walk over to him with a seductive look on my face, swaying my big hips in the way that always gets him drooling. His blue eyes darken with need as he watches me approach.
“I have a fire inside me, Mr. Big Strong Fireman,” I say in a sultry voice. “Can you put it out?”
He grabs the waistband in front of my jeans and yanks me toward him. He catches me in his big arms and my whole face flushes.
I’m already so wet. So inappropriately wet…
His lips come down on mine and just as they touch, there’s a commotion outside that yanks his attention away.
Nooooooooo! Not fair!
Several men come crashing into the station and Westin quickly steps in front of me and pulls me behind him with a protective arm. I peek out beside him and spot five huge men. The crazy thing is that I recognize all of them.
The four men I served at the diner that Westin got in a fight with—Debbie told me they’re a pack of wolf shifters. And they’re holding Mr. Snooty in a Suity—one of the rich assholes from out of town.
The mood is tense as they drag him in
“Fuck,” the big guy hisses, Debbie told me his name was Lincoln Graves. She told me all their names. Westin broke his wrist, but he looks all healed up now. That shifter healing sure works fast. “Not this fucking guy again.”
Emmett is holding the rich guy’s right arm while another of the wolves, his cousin Hunter, holds his left arm. Parker has his thick tattooed arm wrapped around Mr. Snooty in a Suity’s neck while Lincoln walks beside them.
“Where’s Ethan?” Lincoln asks.
“On a job,” Westin barks back. “This the dragon who’s been sniffing around town?”
Dragon? My mouth drops as I look at the rich guy. Does he mean like a dragon shifter? Like a real dragon shifter?
Lincoln turns back to the guy who’s glaring at us with bright jade green eyes that seem to be lit from within. It’s incredibly eery to look at. I move a little closer to Westin’s muscular back where I feel safer.