Dallas Fire & Rescue: Fire Devil (Kindle Worlds Novella)

by Aliyah Burke

  She locked her legs and held her ground, ignoring the cotton field that had taken up residence in her mouth.

  He walked a tight circle around her. When he was behind her for a second time, he stopped.

  She knew his heat was at her back.

  “Tell me, Gina. Do you want to know how far in her my cock was? How I had her knees over my shoulders as I pounded into her, over and over again until she could barely even scream my name her voice had gone so rough? How I pinched her nipples and clit until she begged me to release them, allowing her to find release?”

  Her legs trembled and he slid his hands over her hips and waist.

  “Maybe how I dreamed of the times she would straddle my face so I could eat her pussy while she sucked my cock. How I would take her over and over against the dining room table until she had no voice left.”

  “I’ll take this to mean you’re okay.” Her words were breathless and barely understandable.

  He brushed against her, reminding her just how big and thick his dick was. “I’m far from okay. I’m hard, horny, and want my cock inside you. I want to fuck you while you wear nothing but those goddamn fuck me shoes. I want you digging those heels into my ass as I thrust hard and fast into you.” He nipped at the side of her neck and her pulse jumped. Carter slid his hands down over her legs then began inching up her dress.

  Gina moaned when his fingertips found skin. Her pussy pulsed and she tried to stop her physical reaction to no avail. He had too much potency for her to rebuke. She’d been alone for so long and this man knew her body. Knew precisely where to touch her to make her scream in pleasure or beg for mercy. “This doesn’t change anything between us,” she panted.

  He moved his fingers up the inside of her left thigh, right up to touch her swollen lips. “Already wet for me.”

  “Yes,” she panted, widening her stance, so he had unfettered access.

  αβ

  Carter closed his eyes and swore beneath his breath. The silken glide of her cream over his fingers sent a pulse of electricity through to his already stiff cock. He flicked his fingers over her swollen clit.

  She rewarded his action with another whimper and bucking of her hips. Gina had always been responsive to him and he’d loved every second of being with her.

  Another swipe of his fingers before he pushed one deep inside her wet core. “This is my pussy,” he said. “Not anyone else’s but mine.”

  Hand on the lower part of her back, he bent her at the waist, removing his greedy fingers from her slit. Smoothing his palm over her firm ass, he drifted down to the hem of her red dress and inched it up further, exposing more of her creamy skin.

  His cock pushed harder against his shorts as the globes of her ass came into view and he discovered she wore a thong, the same fire engine red as her dress. Slipping his index finger beneath the string, he dragged it off and allowed the skimpy material to fall to the floor around her ankles.

  “Don’t move,” he ordered.

  Dropping to his knees behind her, he squeezed the flesh of her ass and spread her pussy open further. He leaned close and dragged his tongue up along the parted lips. Her cream, right there, coated his tongue and he flexed his fingers on her hips as she trembled. Up and down, he lapped at her, teasing her clit and shoving his tongue deep inside her.

  Her entire body shuddered, as her moans got louder and louder. She didn’t move until he twirled around her clit and pushed two fingers in.

  Her legs buckled and he caught her, holding her up as he continued to feast. Pushing to his feet, he turned her to face him and lifted her to sit on the back of his sofa. He crouched and removed her panties from around her ankles then tossed them to the side.

  Gina watched him with those intense green eyes of hers that currently swirled with passion and need—a need he latched onto—she needed him.

  He wanted this to happen everyday but he would take right now. Back on his feet, he hooked his thumbs in the waistband of his shorts and pulled them down. His erect cock pointing directly at her.

  Gina moistened her lower lip and reached behind her. The sound of the zipper reached him. She stood and shimmed slightly. The dress slid free over her breasts and down along her hips until it pooled at her ankles as her thong had done earlier.

  “Fuck.”

  She’d filled out after leaving him. Her curves more defined now and she had landed on another level of sexiness. Or universe.

  He ran his gaze over her, taking in the perfection before him. She only wore the heels which he wanted digging into his back as he fucked her. Carter gripped the base of his cock and slowly fisted himself as he approached her. “Couch or wall?”

  Gina dragged a finger from her lips down between her breasts and to her bare pussy. Dipping it into her, she pulled it free, coated with her cream. She licked it freely. “Does there have to be a choice?”

  His control snapped and he stepped to her and pushed into her with a single stroke, her legs falling open around his as he went fully within her core. “No.”

  They both stopped for a moment. Her body adjusted to him and rippled around him, her velvet muscles stroking him. Carter lowered his head and kissed her. Possessed her mouth like he had longed to do since he saw her standing at the arson sight.

  She sank her hand into his hair and raked her fingers along his scalp. Hooking her ankles behind him, she did put her heels into him.

  He didn’t care. This was what he had craved. He fucked her. This wasn’t a relearning of her body. They knew each other. So he thrust fast and hard, not allowing her any respite. Her body fell into his rapid rhythm then she bucked and came hard all over his cock.

  Carter leaned forward and together, they slid down the back until he was over her on the sofa. Readjusting them so they lay with the couch, he put his arm below her thigh and lifted one leg high.

  “Ohh, shit, fuck me, this is what I needed.”

  Her words may have been jumbled but he got them. Back and forth, he worked his hips, driving deep, withdrawing until just the large head of his cock was inside her. When she whimpered, he thrust forward again. They moved up the cushions with their exchange.

  He couldn’t formulate any words and didn’t even try. She wrapped her arms around him pressing him closer. He kissed her, his tongue mimicking the action of his cock.

  So tight. So hot. So fucking wet.

  The sounds between them were loud and all revolving around sex. Skin along skin, the slap of his balls against her as he drove fast and hard. Her panting and moaning spurring him on.

  She cried out again, arching up. Then she put her leg down, rolled and they hit his floor. Gina tossed her hair, put her hands on his chest and began once more. This time, she set the pace.

  Lying beneath her, Carter gripped her breasts and rolled her nipples in his fingers as she rode him. Undulating hips, rotation, bringing him deeper, kept him on edge. She dragged her nails down over his nipples and he gasped. Leaning forward, she flicked her tongue over his lips, then pulled one taut nipple into her mouth, courtesy of her teeth.

  The sharp bite of pain pushed him over the edge and he jerked as his release raced out of him and into her.

  Carter’s heart thudded in his chest as he lay there with her, naked limbs entwined. Her breasts rose and fell with her rapid breathing. Without speaking, he drew her down to rest upon him, her head tucked beneath his chin. There were many things he wanted to say but knew this woman, or at least he had and he would probably say something stupid causing her to leave. He wanted her here with him. Like this. Where they were tangled as one.

  About ten minutes later, she moved her head and took his nipple in her mouth. Her tongue flicking over the tip and he grunted.

  His cock, ready to go again, thickened within her. Carter rolled them, so she was beneath him on the cushions, held her gaze and started fucking Gina all over again.

  Chapter Five

  Gina sipped her coffee and stared at the notes laid out before her. It didn’t matter what
she was supposed to be looking at, her mind remained securely on her rendezvous with Carter.

  “I can’t think about that right now, or I’m going to be walking around here aroused all damn day.”

  Trouble was, she couldn’t stop thinking about it. His touches, kisses, the way he sent her body to those levels of ecstasy. It wasn’t fair.

  Her phone beeped and she lifted the receiver while trying again, to make sense of the sheets before her. “Moyer.”

  “Sorry to bother you, Ms. Moyer but there is a Mr. Liaci here to see you. He doesn’t have an appointment but would like a word with you.”

  Her body reacted even as the no teetered on the tip of her tongue. She couldn’t let him come in here. This was her sanctuary.

  “Wait a second, ma’am. He says to tell you he’s not Carter but Cameron.”

  Gina smiled in relief. “Send him in. I have some free time.”

  “Yes, ma’am.”

  The door opened and in walked Cameron. The smile on his face full of trouble and fun. He waggled his eyebrows at her and pushed the door closed behind him.

  She rose and met him for a hug.

  “How are you settling in?” He tugged on the ponytail her hair had been put in today.

  “Keeping busy. I never knew how many fires were considered to be arson. Come sit down.”

  They went to the couch and sat.

  Cameron had his hand along the back of the sofa and watched her. “How did the reunion with my ass of a brother go?”

  “We’re going to be civil to one another.” She shifted on the cushion as the memories of the most recent civilities with Carter Liaci streamed through her mind on a never ending loop.

  His lips twitched before blossoming into a full blown smile. “So it’s like that then, I see.”

  “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

  “You can lie to yourself if you want, Gina but not to me. I see it all over your face. You’ve already gotten back into bed with him.” He held up his hands. “Not my business, I know. I just don’t want you to be hurt again.”

  “I appreciate the concern but you’re wrong, there’s nothing there.”

  His gaze darkened with doubt but he held his tongue. “I’m about to head to Dallas and do some training there. I’ll be gone several months, but if you need me, call. You have my number. I’ll come back if you need me to.” Cameron stood and pulled a card out of his pocket before handing it to her. Then he beckoned her to her feet.

  “What?”

  He dipped his head and kissed her on the cheek. “I’m taking you to get something to eat.”

  Gina laughed and went to grab her purse. “Why don’t you just tell her you like her?”

  “I don’t have a clue what you’re talking about.”

  She scooped up her notes and shoved them in her bag then walked to the door. Glancing over her shoulder at the man following her, she arched an eyebrow at him. “Seriously, Cameron?”

  They headed out of the building.

  “You’re obsessed with her. What the hell is going on between the two of you?”

  “Jealous?”

  She snorted. “I wish I liked you instead of your brother. You know how to laugh and have fun. He’s all about the job and order. Rules.” But damn, if some of those rules weren’t bend over, on your knees, and other things she loved following.

  “I wished you liked me too, we would have made a kickass couple. However, you’re doomed to Carter and me, well, who knows? Perhaps, I’ll find some hot babe in Dallas to have.”

  “I have no doubt you’ll be able to find one in Dallas. But none of that speaks to what is between you and Riya.”

  Cameron pursed his lips as he held the door of his car for her. “There’s nothing between us.”

  She and Cameron were close in age, like her and Carter but with Cameron, she wanted to protect him. She felt like his big sister. Always had since they’d met. She couldn’t figure out how one brother could turn her into a pile of mush but this one, a twin, only made her feel safe. Not hot and aroused.

  So, being that she’d dubbed herself his big sister, she tsked. “I ain’t buying that for a second. You eat there all the time and hell, when I’m with you and we’re there, I can damn near taste the tension between the two of you. Why don’t you just knock boots and get it out of your system.”

  Silence met her declaration and she looked over at him. His expression set and she shook her head. “Oh, hell. You’ve already slept with her.” Popping him on the arm, she asked, “What happened?”

  “I knew I should have called you from Texas.”

  “Were you an ass to her like your bother was?”

  “Depends, what do you call calling her by someone else’s name?”

  Her jaw dropped and Gina scrambled to find something to say but came up empty.

  Cameron stared at her and shrugged. “Exactly. Saying you’re sorry after that, is helpful but not really all that effective.”

  “Who did you call her?”

  “Some woman I never should have touched to begin with. Clingy, bitchy, hellcat in the sack but not worth the extra baggage that came with her. Hell, Gina, this isn’t about my fuckup. This is about us having lunch before I leave.”

  They pulled into the diner.

  She put her hand on his arm halting him from exiting. “Can I ask you something?”

  “You want to know why I keep coming here?”

  “Yes.”

  “I can’t get her out of my mind. And even though her behavior toward me is cold and borderline professional, it’s the only time she’ll talk to me.”

  They climbed out of the car.

  “I guess you and Carter do have more in common than I thought.”

  “Perhaps. But I’m still the better looking one.”

  Gina laughed and adjusted the strap on her shoulder. Cameron held the door for her and together they walked in the diner and grabbed a booth. The moment she saw Riya, she figured she would intervene when Cameron was gone. One of them deserved to be happy so what was the harm in playing matchmaker?

  aβ

  Carter dashed the sweat from his eyes and exhaled heavily. Dropping the towel over his leg, he wiped his hands down the material of his shorts, knowing it was a fool’s errand. But given how it was a habit, whether or not it would be effective didn’t matter. Another heavy exhalation and he lay back on the bench prior to reaching over his head and grasping the bar.

  He was five sets beyond his usual workout and still couldn’t bring himself to quit. Desperate for more burn, more exhaustion, more of the mind numbing haze pushing his body could bring him during a strenuous session.

  You get a mind numbing haze from a session like that with Gina too. And it’s a hell of a lot more fun than pumping iron.

  He nearly dropped the bar on himself with the thought. Gritting his teeth, he swore and pushed it back up. Nine more and he put the bar back in its resting place.

  “Son of a bitch,” he bit off. Yeah, this had been the issue—he still couldn’t get her out of his mind. Swiping the towel, he draped it over his head and lay there.

  “New type of workout I don’t know about? Or just how you old men do it?” Kyle stood there.

  He sat upright, ran the cotton down his face and glared at the young guy on his crew. “Something I can do for you, Kyle?”

  The man yanked off his shirt, exposing his ripped torso. “Just here to get my own workout in. You can stay and watch if you’d like to see what a real one looks like.”

  Carter got to his feet, cracked his neck, and scratched at the stubble on his chin. “Not interested in watching a boy. When you stop preening and primping, come find me. I’ll show you how a real fireman works. Engine Five needs to be washed when you’re done here.”

  Defiance flared in his gaze. “I just washed a damn engine yesterday.

  The tension riding Carter due to whatever the hell was going on with him and Gina snapped as he lunged for Kyle. Slamming him back into
the wall, rendering him immobile, Carter glared at him through a narrowed gaze. “Listen up, you little spoiled piece of an ass. If we tell you to wash the same fucking engine every damn day, you will do it. And you better start doing it with a goddamn smile. I’m not nice like the Captain and I would have gotten rid of you a long time ago. You’re selfish, spoiled, and untrustworthy which is the worst motherfucking thing we can have for someone who is supposed to be at our backs.” Carter pressed harder with his forearm along the man’s throat.

  Despite him fighting back, Kyle couldn’t move him off.

  “I’m not some weak little bitch you’re coming at with attitude. I outrank you here and will make it my personal mission to get you out of here if you don’t take the good, soft hearted Captain up on his final offer to help you remain as a part of the fire department. So when you finish your damn workout, I expect to see you out in the bay, washing that truck until she shines. Do I make myself clear?”

  Kyle’s fingers dug into his arm but he ignored it, pressing harder.

  The young impetuous man nodded.

  Carter let up slightly but still kept him pinned. “Change your fucking attitude or you’re going to be out on your ass with something on your record that doesn’t have you hired on by anyone else, anywhere.”

  “You can’t do this.”

  “Looks like I just did, hotshot.”

  In his periphery, Carter saw two more of his crew coming in. Charlie and Daniel, who’d been out celebrating his first child being born.

  “There are witnesses to this bullshit,” Kyle forced the words out.

  Carter shrugged. “You guys see anything?”

  “Not a damn thing,” Charlie replied.

  “Wasn’t even here.” Daniel adjusted the weight on the lateral pull. “At least not when you were.”

  “See, kid? We’re a unit. A team. These guys have my back and I have theirs. You don’t get more chances than this. Figure your shit out and get it right.” Carter dropped his arm and stepped away.