He knows exactly how to make her burn…
Fire captain and bar owner Becker Thomas usually spends his nights alone, trying to escape painful memories from his past. When he meets a sexy, free-spirited brunette outside his bar, he knows he’s found the perfect way to forget for one night. But when he later discovers the woman he’s itching for another night with is his best friend’s sister, everything comes to a halt.
Just out of a toxic relationship, Megan Jansen is only in Hidden Oaks to visit her brother, photograph the firemen’s calendar, and then slip off to another adventure. The brooding man who gave her the best sex ever is an unexpected surprise. The problem is, he’s her brother’s friend and a fellow fireman, and Megan’s rule is no firemen. She knows she’s going to get burned …but keeping their hands off each other is easier said than done.
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She moaned as he spread his fingers across the soft flesh of her belly. Shivering under his touch, her back bowed and her hips jutted out.
It was an invitation, one he was damn sure he had no choice but to RSVP to. He ran his fingertips along her skin, tracing her belly button, her hips, the edge of the waistband of her shorts. He dipped his head to her neck and licked a path up her neck, her skin so hot. Ì¢‰âÂÒI want you so much. More than I should. More than IÌ¢‰âÂ‰ã¢m supposed to. But I just donÌ¢‰âÂ‰ã¢t care because right now I want to hear the sweet, sexy sounds you make when I touch you,Ì¢‰âÂå he said, his voice gravelly.
Ì¢‰âÂÒI canÌ¢‰âÂ‰ã¢t stop, either. So donÌ¢‰âÂ‰ã¢t you dare,Ì¢‰âÂå she said. She grappled at his shirt, her hands frantic as she pulled and tugged at his clothes, as if she couldnÌ¢‰âÂ‰ã¢t get him near enough. He felt her fingers grasping at his shorts, jerking him even closer.
He groaned as he pressed against her, his cock hard and heavy, and he wished he had a condom with him, so he could strip off her clothes, pull down his shorts, and thrust into her. He slid his hand between her legs, feeling the heat of her desire through her shorts. She gasped the second he made contact; she was so ready to have him inside her.
She moaned again, and it started as a long, low sigh that became his name. Ì¢‰âÂÒBecker.Ì¢‰âÂå
Ì¢‰âÂÒDo you have any idea how much I want to be inside you?Ì¢‰âÂå
She nodded against him. Ì¢‰âÂÒAs much as I want you there,Ì¢‰âÂå she answered quickly, her voice ragged.
Ì¢‰âÂÒI want to bury myself inside you right now. I want to feel you gripping me,Ì¢‰âÂå he whispered huskily against her neck.
Ì¢‰âÂÒAnd then?Ì¢‰âÂå she asked, rocking against his hand, greedily seeking out his fingers even through the layers between them.
Ì¢‰âÂÒYouÌ¢‰âÂ‰ã¢ll give yourself to me, spread your legs wide open, take me all the way in.Ì¢‰âÂå
Ì¢‰âÂÒI will,Ì¢‰âÂå she said, as she shuddered in his arms. He wrapped a hand around her waist, keeping her steady.
Ì¢‰âÂÒThen IÌ¢‰âÂ‰ã¢ll kiss you while I fuck you,Ì¢‰âÂå he whispered into her ear.
She gasped, and wriggled her body closer to his. Ì¢‰âÂÒI want that. All of it. I want fucking and kissing,Ì¢‰âÂå she said, her breathing turning more erratic.
Ì¢‰âÂÒIÌ¢‰âÂ‰ã¢ll fuck you like I kiss you, and kiss you like I fuck you. With nothing held back,Ì¢‰âÂå he said, his tongue darting against the salty skin of her neck as she trembled against him.
Ì¢‰âÂÒDo that to me now,Ì¢‰âÂå she said, her breathing turning erratic, her sounds reminding him how close they were flirting with danger.
Like the moment before a back draft.