Ten Firemen’s Ignition (Love by Numbers 2 #9) Read Online Nicole Casey

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: Love by Numbers 2 Series by Nicole Casey
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Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 71814 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 359(@200wpm)___ 287(@250wpm)___ 239(@300wpm)
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Paolo visibly swallowed hard, his eyes glancing over the part of my thighs where my fitted dress didn’t cover.

Anxiety tremored through me when he didn’t respond. Oh, no. Did I already sour things between us?

“Then, don’t.”

“What?” I blurted out the word before I could even process it in my brain. My face flushed as his hand moved to rest on my thigh, his fingertips grazing my bare skin.

“Don’t hold back.”

I didn’t need any more prompting than that to lean closer to him, closing the distance with my lips on his. He tasted minty and warm, making me want to melt against him as he cupped my cheek. Every brush of his lips made me squeeze my thighs tighter together, capturing the pleasurable pressure building between them.

“Why are you doing that?” Paolo murmured as he slipped his fingers between my thighs, drawing them apart. “Can’t handle how turned on you are?”

His dirty words caught me off guard, making my next exhale come out shakily. Oh, boy. Dirty talking was definitely one of my weaknesses, and these firefighters spoke hot words that rivaled the burn of the fires they fought.

“I was hoping you could help me with that,” I said, parting my thighs more until my leg was draped over his. Something about us being alone and basked in candlelight drove up the heat even more.

Paolo’s fingers glided higher up my inner thigh, his fingertips brushing the thin material of my black panties.

A weak moan rumbled in my throat as a jolt of bliss lit me up like lightning. How in the world could one little touch have me almost writhing on his desk?

Paolo’s lips caressed the side of my neck, coaxing me to lean my head to the side. The softest caress of his tongue on the spot under my ear brought me to shivers, his smile grazing my skin. His fingertips stroked lines up and down the fabric of my panties.

“I can already feel you getting wet,” he whispered near my ear. “I’ll admit I’ve thought about this sexy body of yours quite a lot.”

My stomach twisted in response. The desire I struggled with wasn’t one-sided, which was a relief, but what would come from this? Did I really care right now when my brain was a hazy, heated mess?

“Since you’ve thought about it so much, what do you want to do to me?” I asked as I cocked my head at him in a teasing manner.

“What do I not want to do to you?” Paolo replied as he got off the desk. He slotted himself between my thighs, towering over me with his strong, broad body. I could see the results of years of training in his muscular arms and firm chest.

Don’t get me started on the slight streaks of silver that adorned his dark hair around his temples. Whoever knocked older guys out of the running was seriously missing out because he was already twisting me around his finger with just words and kisses.

“Kiss you,” Paolo murmured before pressing his lips against mine. He pushed my dress up to my waist, his forefinger hooking under the material of my panties to draw it to the side. The moment his thumb brushed over my clit, I moaned into his mouth. “Touch you.”

I gripped the sleeves of his t-shirt, waves of pleasure rocking through me with each soft rub of his thumb. He knew that he didn’t have to go crazy. He knew that just a light touch was enough to have me squirming.

Paolo grabbed my chin with his free hand, a satisfied grin crossing his handsome face.

“And I’d very much like to fuck you,” he said. “Would you like that?”

Somehow, a question still sounded like an order, and it made my core throb even harder.

“Please,” I breathed out.

Paolo drew his thumb away, but he didn’t leave me hanging for long. He sank a long finger inside of me, a curse breaking from him.

“You’re so tight, beautiful,” he praised me, rocking his finger in and out before adding another.

I couldn’t even form a word right now. I could feel myself tightening around his fingers, drawing him in. Begging for more. These firefighters had ignited something twisted and raw inside of me, pushing me to broaden the limits of my desire.

I wanted more than ever before. I wanted all of them.

Greedy? Perhaps. But who wouldn’t fold in my situation? Saints, I suppose.

Paolo’s erection strained against his work khakis and pressed against my inner thigh. And it was heavy.

I reached for his belt, working open the buckle and undoing his pants. Before I could even touch him, Paolo grabbed my hands, which meant removing his fingers.

A whine of protest broke from me as my eyes darted up to his.

Paolo brought my hands up to his mouth, kissing my knuckles in a manner that made me melt. Sexy and sweet. He was killing me.


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