Fire Safety – Hearts Flames & Hoses Series Read Online M.K. Moore

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic, Insta-Love, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 9
Estimated words: 8169 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 41(@200wpm)___ 33(@250wpm)___ 27(@300wpm)
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“Please do,” I say, reaching forward to open his jeans. He bats my hands away and strips quickly. He lifts me up in his arms. My back hits the wall roughly. He drags his lips down my neck.

“I can’t be gentle.” His voice is strangled, and I can tell he’s barely hanging on. Is it bad that I love that I do this to him?

“I didn’t ask you to, and I don’t want you to be gentle, husband. Fuck me,” I moan as his lips wrap around my still lace-covered nipple. Reaching between us, I pull my panties to the side and rub my fingers over my clit. It's swollen, and I am aching for his touch. He both loves and hates when I do this, so of course, I have to torture him with it.

“Move those fingers, luscious. Let me at that delicious, dripping cunt,” he demands, and I obey. He lowers me just a little and slams into me. No other warning. Just balls deep inside me. Owning me. I don’t know why I love this man so much after so little time, but I don’t care. He’s mine, and I’m his. Nothing and no one else matters.

In and out, he thrusts like a man possessed. All I can do is hold on to his shoulders and hang on for the ride. I place kisses on his lips, his neck, his chest. His hands dig into my ass. Every touch is heightening this. Every breath he takes and exhales onto me makes me want to scream in pure, unadulterated delight.

“More,” I beg, and he gives it to me. He’s thrusting into me so hard; I might actually knock myself out with my boobs, but I don’t care. I don’t care about anything other than this right here. I am sure that it will fade eventually, but I don’t see that happening anytime soon. I was made to take his cock; that much is evident.

I scream his name as I come, everything from my pussy to my toes clenching in pleasure. He grunts and groans my name over and over until he finally fills me with his seed. He’s made me see that being round with his child is going to be so fucking hot. He kisses me before setting me down on my feet.

“We’re gonna be late, but it was worth it,” he says, tossing me my clothes. I get dressed quickly, as does he. We linger over some more kisses, but soon we are on the way to his parent's house, and I still can’t help thinking she’s going to hate me.

But she didn’t hate me. Gracie Sanders welcomed me with open arms. She is a wonderful woman, and it’s easy to see why Jefferson said I was worrying about nothing. She was running a little behind on dinner when we got there, so I helped her finish up by making the salad and setting the table. We chatted about this that interested us and found that we both had a lot in common, including our love of fairly smutty romance novels. We even made plans to get a mani/pedi next week, and then we went home. All in all, it was a great night, and Jefferson was right; I didn’t have anything to worried about.

At home, after Jefferson fell asleep, I turned to stare at him in the moonlight. Dreams change, and I can't imagine my life without him even after such a short amount of time. I snuggle into his chest and start to drift off to sleep. My dreams full of babies and my hunky fireman now. Nothing is better than that. At least not so far.

epilogue

JEFFERSON

ONE YEAR LATER

It’s still dark out, and the world is quiet, though it usually is in Pearl Springs. I have a short shift at the fire station today, but then the rest of the day is ours. When we got married, all we had to do was sign the license, and that was it. Colorado is one of the only states that doesn’t require an officiant to marry you, and we did it the very next day, which blew my mind, but that’s what we did. When you know, you know. We may have begun unconventionally, but we don’t question it. People meet for all kinds of reasons and in all kinds of places. We simply chose not to wait to proclaim our love. It works for some couples and not for others. I got a lot of shit for it at the station, but it was all good fun, I think.

We didn’t go on a honeymoon nor did we have a big party, but we were waiting for our one-year anniversary, which is tomorrow. Her parents flew here yesterday to help with the preparations, but it’s not my first time meeting them. Two weeks after getting married, we drove to Cheyenne to get Zephyr’s clothes. There was only so long she could wear my t-shirts as dresses, not that she didn’t look gorgeous as she did. She started working for me at the law office, deciding to go back to school to become a lawyer. She wants to do family law while I do criminal. We will offer everything at one firm.


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