Claimed By The Firefighter (Alpha Colorado Firefighters Book 1)

by Anna Heskin

  “Chief Holloway, hello, sir,” Jason said as he stood.

  “Fox. What are you doing here?”

  Shit. What were the odds the soup kitchen was located in the same local Jason was training in?

  “Visiting my woman, sir, like I told you on the phone.” I detected a hint of red in Jason’s face and neck. I wasn’t sure if that was from his orgasm or the interaction with his chief.

  “We’ll wait outside until you’re done visiting,” Chief Holloway said, then led his group back into the hall, closing the door behind them.

  “Fuck,” Jason said, putting his face into his hands.

  “Are you in trouble?” I asked.

  “I don’t know, and I don’t care. I don’t regret rushing here today.”

  “Jason, we can’t do this. You’ll put your job in jeopardy.”

  “I don’t care. All I want in this life is you.”

  “It’ll get me in trouble too. You should leave,” I said. I felt a stab of pain inside and it wasn’t from my burns.

  “Fine. I have to get to the academy. What’s your number?” Jason asked.

  “No. We can’t. You should go.” Those were the worst words I ever said out loud. Meeting someone that made me feel wreckless scared me, and losing my job put the fear of Jeebus in me.

  Without another word, Jason walked out of my room. A strong urge to vomit hit me as I watched him disappear into the hallway.

  5

  Jason

  My body was a wreck—my crotch still throbbed from the intense orgasm Lauren gave me, my head buzzed with thoughts of losing my job, and my heart burned with temporary rejection. On top of that, I had to face my commander.

  “Recruit Fox,” Chief Holloway pulled me aside in the hall. “Is she your cardio trainer at the gym?”

  “Yes. She was, sir.”

  “What do you mean by was?”

  “She’s laid up in here. I doubt we see her back at the gym,” I said.

  “She’ll recover soon enough. You have three more months of boot camp. Are you aware it’s against the rules to date a civilian who’s training your class? It could cause jealousy and claims of favoritism amongst your peers.”

  “Yes, sir, I’m aware,” I said.

  “Then you’re also aware you could get suspended or kicked out of the program for breaking the rules?” Chief Holloway had a deep expression of concern on his face. I knew I was his favorite recruit, and he didn’t want to lose me.

  “Yes. But Lauren is destined to be mine. I feel it in every bone.”

  “I’m not the judge of that but I am under obligation to enforce our policies.”

  “No worries, sir. She just rejected me moments ago,” I said.

  “Well, okay, Fox. You’re my top recruit. I want to see you succeed.”

  “Yes, sir.”

  “Now go, work hard the next couple weeks. Make up for missing time this morning.”

  “Will do,” I said. He shook my hand, then the group went in to see Lauren as I walked down the hall to the elevator.

  I didn’t give a shit about the rules or what Chief Holloway thought about the situation. I wasn’t giving up on Lauren. But how could I win her back without losing my position or causing her any grief? I knew we’d be together, but I wanted it right then and there, dammit.

  The next morning was Wednesday. It had already been too long of a week. I dragged my ass through the front door of the gym, knowing Lauren would not be our instructor.

  “Good morning, recruit,” the familiar face at the front desk greeted me with a smile. “Did you hear? Lauren is leaving the hospital this morning.”

  “That’s great,” I said. “She’s strong to recover so quickly.”

  “She talked to our manager and said she’d return to work on Friday. Can you believe it?”

  My eyes got big and I walked away without answering. The knowledge that Lauren would be back in a couple of days put an extra pep in my movements that morning. Once again, I outperformed the rest of the class at every physical activity.

  The memory of Lauren consumed me for the next two days. As tempting as it was to find her out in the world, I decided to wait until she returned to the gym to sweep her back off her feet. I figured she needed a bit of space to realize our relationship would be worth the consequences. I would quit my job and sell hot dogs on the beach and live in a van if it meant being with her.

  Friday morning finally arrived. As I walked into the gym, the usual front desk attendant wasn’t there. “Is Lauren here yet?” I asked the young, hairy dude behind the desk.

  He shrugged. “I dunno.”

  “What do you mean, you don’t know?”

  “I’m new here. I don’t know a Lauren.”

  I sighed and walked off, knowing I’d find out shortly. As I took my place with the other recruits in the workout room, the old man Hank strolled in.

  Damn it to hell!

  I felt like a prisoner the entire workout, confined to the small room, not knowing where my woman was or the status of her health. What if she had a relapse?

  As soon as the workout ended, I skipped the showers once again to visit the front desk. The same stoner sat behind the counter. “Hey, man. Can I talk to your manager?”

  “Sure,” he said, left his post, and returned with a short, heavyset fellow.

  “Can I help you, sir?” the manager asked.

  “Is Lauren in? I thought she’d be training our class.”

  “No, she asked to be switched to the geriatric aerobics at 5:00 a.m. She’s already left.”

  Disappointment stabbed me in the heart. Once again, I missed seeing Lauren and walked off without thanking the manager. It tempted me to ask him for Lauren’s last name so I could find her but I knew he’d know the policy and be suspicious. I would figure out another way to see Lauren, even if it meant camping out in the parking lot at 4:30 a.m. on Monday to catch her.

  Lauren

  Helping the elderly complete their workout on Friday morning made me feel warm and fuzzy inside. I also felt sad to not be teaching the firefighter recruits. That was a badass gig, more along the lines of what I wanted to be doing. But I couldn’t handle having Jason in my class if I wasn’t allowed to have my way with him.

  “What’s wrong, love?” My roommate Dawn asked.

  “Huh? Nothing,” I said.

  “You’re just picking at your sushi. Normally, you’d have two rolls sucked down by now.” When neither of us was dating someone, we’d get dinner together on Friday nights. Dawn was the sweetest person I ever met.

  “It’s Jason.”

  “I knew it. But I thought it was over before it began? You told him it would interfere with both of your careers.”

  “Yes, but I demoted myself when I went back to work today. Taught the old folks class instead of the firefighters.”

  Dawn’s eyes grew wide. “You did? Why?”

  “I couldn’t face Jason after I told him to leave.”

  “But now that you don’t train the firefighters, can’t you be with him?”

  “I don’t know if their rules extend to everyone they see at the gym,” I said.

  “Well, girl, you have to find out. From the way you talked about him, he’s special.”

  “Yeah,” I said. “He’s the second person I’ve ever felt saw more than just beauty in me, after you, my darling.”

  Dawn blushed. “Then you need to go get it.”

  “I do miss him terribly.” My chest felt empty and heavy since Jason left my hospital room.

  “You’ve been very lucky this week. First, you met this amazing guy. Then, you escaped a gas explosion relatively unscathed. Don’t let the good vibes run out already,” Dawn said.

  I wished Dawn had a great man. She did not have great luck with dating.

  “Okay. I’ll think about things,” I said. I felt scared to lose Jason and afraid to do anything about it. He was such an alpha male, I knew all I had to do was make myself available, and he’d take me. We only need
ed to figure out a way to keep our jobs too.

  6

  Jason

  The weekend was a shit show. All I did was drive around in my truck, hoping to see Lauren on a sidewalk somewhere. Denver is too large of a city to run into anyone you know at random.

  When I arrived at the gym parking lot, I vowed to find a way to contact Lauren that week, even if it meant getting one or both of us fired. Life was too short to waste on caring about the rules. Because I hadn’t been able to sleep much since walking out of Lauren’s hospital room, I was a half-hour early for class.

  I reminded myself that even if Lauren had remained our trainer, she would not be leading our class that week. It was the alternate week, time for strength training with someone else. The hormones raging in my system after the visit to Lauren’s hospital room would get even more abundant from weightlifting.

  After grabbing my gym bag from the passenger seat, I got out and nearly shat my pants when I noticed a familiar car parked in the next row. It was Lauren’s sedan. My heart raced when I realized I’d be able to see her again.

  I didn’t have to wait long. A figure raised its head inside Lauren’s car. It was Lauren, her bright green eyes latched onto mine with a look of sadness. She motioned me over. I almost tripped over my large feet getting there.

  “Hey, can we talk?” Lauren asked.

  “Of course,” I said. “It’s great to see you.” The bandages were gone, and the injured half of her face was healing nicely.

  “Can we go to your truck? My passenger seat is full of shit I’m taking to the donation center later.”

  “Yeah, let’s go,” I said, wanting to take her hand. Not knowing the tone of what she had to say, I let it slide.

  We slid into my truck from opposite sides and met up in the middle of my bench seat. She grabbed the side of my face, pulled me to her, and kissed me so hard I lost my breath. With my eyes closed, I saw stars and fireworks exploded in my chest.

  Lauren pulled away. “I missed you so bad, Jason.”

  “I missed you too.”

  “I want you. No matter what anyone else thinks.” Tears formed in her eyes as she held her hand over her chest.

  “Me too. Damn everything else. You’re mine,” I said.

  “Well, I still won’t be your trainer next week,” Lauren said.

  “Why not?”

  “My boss called me last night and offered a promotion. I’ll be the new head of aquatics.” Lauren’s smile lit me up inside.

  “Really?”

  “Yeah. I just taught my second and final geriatric aerobics class.”

  “That’s amazing,” I said. “Congratulations, I know you’ve worked hard to get to where you are. You’re more than a pretty face.”

  “Haha, especially right now,” Lauren said, pointing at her wounds.

  “Does this mean you’re free to see me?” I asked.

  “So I was talking to my boss, and I jokingly asked if the promotion to aquatics director meant I could date the firefighters. He said your program doesn’t include my department, you never swim as part of boot camp, so you’re fair game.” Lauren let out an evil little laugh.

  “I love it,” I said.

  “What about you though? I’m a civilian, working at the gym where you have recruit training.”

  “I don’t think Chief will care since there will be no interaction between you and our class. You won’t be around us to be a distraction or hindrance.”

  Lauren gave me another deep kiss and slid her hand into my lap. “You’re hard already? I’m just now touching you.”

  “Of course. You do this to me,” I said, aching to go further.

  “Have you washed these shorts since I made you come last week?” Lauren asked.

  “Yes, but I can’t stop sniffing my fingers,” I joked.

  “Let’s take a victory lap in your truck. You have twenty minutes until class,” Lauren said.

  “Let’s do it,” I said with a grin.

  Lauren

  My heart fluttered with joy as Jason pulled out of the parking space. We were headed off to the great unknown but nothing had ever felt so right. “Over there,” I pointed. “There’s an empty row of spaces in front of the lake.”

  Jason pulled the truck into a shady space under a grove of trees. Nobody would be using the lot for a few more hours.

  I pulled a condom from my purse and held it up. “Let’s finish what we started last week,” I said. My heart pounded in anticipation.

  Jason’s eyes grew large as he swallowed a huge gulp. “We don’t have long. If I’m late again, Chief will have my ass.”

  “We won’t need long, trust me,” I said.

  “Take off this shirt,” Jason said, tugging at the bottom. I pulled it over my head and on to the floorboard. Two seconds later, my unhooked bra joined the shirt.

  “Let’s get these off,” I said, pulling at Jason’s shorts. His long, hard cock nearly smacked me in the face as I yanked his shorts to his ankles.

  Jason cupped my breasts and pulled me closer. “Your body is amazing,” he said, taking a hard nipple into his mouth. He sucked gently at first, then got more forceful. The pleasure radiated all the way down to my pussy.

  I grabbed his hand and put it inside my black yoga pants until his thick fingers slid in the wetness of my freshly shaved pussy. “I was wet for you before you showed up this morning.” His fingers caressed my clit, causing waves of pleasure to rock my lower half.

  “Where’s that condom? I need to get inside you now,” Jason said.

  “Not so fast,” I said, sliding my knees into the space below the dashboard. “I didn’t get to taste you last week. My mouth feels better now.” I slid his cock into my mouth, keeping one fist at the bottom to keep from choking too hard. He was massive, but I was up for the challenge. If women could bear children and live to tell about it, I could handle a fat cock.

  “Damn, your mouth feels so fucking good,” Jason moaned. I played with his balls while my tongue teased the underside of his length.

  “I need to feel you deep inside me,” I said as my fingers found the condom on the seat. Without missing a beat, I rolled it onto him as I continued to lick and stroke him.

  “Get up here,” Jason said. He yanked my pants down far enough for me to face him in his lap and straddle him. With his cock aimed at my opening, I lowered myself. Initial discomfort gave way to extreme pleasure as he slowly filled me up.

  “Oh, fuck,” I managed to say. He wasn’t quite balls-deep but I couldn’t take another inch. His hands guided my hips as I began to flex my quads and push myself up and down. Looking in his deep blue eyes, I didn’t know whether to cry or come all over the place.

  “Your tight pussy feels amazing,” Jason said. “I’ve wanted you all my life and didn’t know it.” His fingers found my clit as I rode him.

  My swollen clit ached for release as he furiously rubbed my wetness. “Keep doing that, right there,” I said. “You’re gonna make me come.”

  “Oh, dear God,” Jason moaned as my fingers dug into his back. My pussy clinched around his cock as the most powerful orgasm of my life shuddered throughout my entire body. I felt his cock swelling even larger as I continued to grip him hard. With one primal shout, I felt his cock unload deep inside me. The spasms seemed to last an eternity as my lips locked onto his.

  After we both caught our breath a bit, I slid off his lap. “There are no words,” I said.

  Jason paused, unable to find his words. “Damn,” he managed.

  Fog covered the windows, and the cabin smelled like sex. “You have a class in a few minutes.” I grabbed a fast food napkin from his glove compartment and wrapped the full condom. Before he could pull up his shorts, I took his semi-erect cock into my mouth and cleaned him. As I finished, he was hard again.

  “Holy shit,” Jason said.

  “We don’t have time,” I said, pulling his shorts up. “Get your ass to the gym.”

  Jason rolled down the windows so we could see
to get back to the main parking lot of the gym. After he put it in park, I gave him one more passionate kiss.

  “Kick ass today, if you have any energy left,” I said.

  “I’m so hyped up I could work out all day.”

  “See you after academy tonight?”

  “Yes. But I should get your last name and telephone number first.”

  I blushed. “Of course you can have my number.”

  “I’m glad you’re mine,” Jason said.

  “Me too.”

  Epilogue

  Jason

  Two years later

  “Two more steps,” Lauren said.

  After a hard push-off with my legs and a good pull with my arms, I said. “One more step.”

  “We made it,” Lauren said as we took in the view.

  “This is heaven,” I said.

  “It’s amazing.”

  “This is a special occasion,” I said, out of breath and my heart pounding. Some of that was from the altitude, but mostly it was because of Lauren.

  “I know, we topped Sunlight Peak, one of the hardest climbs in Colorado,” Lauren said.

  “Yes, that is momentous. But it was two years ago today we made it official and fucked in my truck,” I said.

  “That’s right,” Lauren said. “I keep forgetting to put a condom gif on my calendar to remind me.” I laughed as I took in another look at her striking beauty. A slight scar ran down the side of her neck but she never required a skin graft. It was hardly noticeable and only added to her beauty, a simple reminder of her generosity and tenacity.

  “Let’s celebrate,” I said, pulling off my backpack.

  “What did you bring for our peak lunch?”

  I unfolded a thin blanket and stretched it over the rocky ground. “A bottle of wine and trail mix.”

  “Don’t tell me you packed wine glasses too?”

  “Of course not, no room for that,” I said.

  “Twist-off caps are a godsend,” Lauren giggled.

  We passed the bottle back and forth, enjoying the rare air and gorgeous scenery. We’d need to leave the peak before too long to avoid the afternoon thunderstorms which could form.