Firefighter Christmas Complete Series Box Set (A Firefighter Holiday Romance Love Story)

by Nella Tyler

  They both smiled and seemed much more at ease.

  “No problem. We’re happy you’re here Evan.”

  Rebecca’s was a spitting image of her mother, except her mother looked like she had been through some serious hell with her cancer fight. Her hair was growing back though and she seemed happy. So hopefully things were going well. I hadn’t remembered to ask Rebecca for an update on the whole cancer thing before we had gotten to the house.

  “Mr…. Rebecca’s father. This is a lovely home.”

  Shit!

  I totally didn’t know Rebecca’s last name. I looked like a total idiot and I hoped that I could charm my way out of it.

  “What do you do for a living, if you don’t mind me asking?”

  “I was a stock broker for twenty-five years. Had to retire last year after my heart attack. I had a good run though.”

  He put his arms up in the air and I looked around at the kitchen and the rest of the house. He certainly had done good for himself. I wouldn’t have pegged him as a stock broker at all. He looked more like a salesman type of guy to me.

  “I work in the market with Rebecca,” I added as I tried to do a little male bonding with the man.

  He did seem a little impressed that I was a broker, but quickly started in on the benefits of a well balanced life when you worked in such a stressful field.

  “Do you workout? Exercise regularly? Looks like you eat healthy,” he said as we walked into the study area.

  “Yes, sir, I try to take care of myself.”

  “That’s good. I never spend time taking care of myself and now look where it got me. I can hardly walk to another room without getting winded.”

  I totally felt like I understood where Rebecca’s father was coming from. I lied about taking care of myself and I knew it. Yes I worked out, but I definitely did not have a balance lifestyle. My life consisted of work, gym, and sex. There wasn’t much time for relaxing.

  I sat with her father and we bullshit about the market changes and all the newest trading strategies. He certainly wasn’t a fan of the at home traders.

  “It’s just rich kids who are playing with daddy’s money. None of them really know what they are doing.”

  I had to agree with him. Yes there were people who had been able to make a living by trading at home. But there were thousands more who went bankrupt in the process. The market was a volatile place and certainly not a place for a newbie to be learning the ropes.

  When my friends asked me about trading from home I always advised them to get a mock account first and see how they did. If they made money after six months, then they could start trading live.

  Typically people got tired after a month and realized stock trading wasn’t really for them. It wasn’t nearly as exciting as people thought it was. I never could figure out why people thought sitting in front of their home computer and watching numbers on a monitor was an exciting life.

  The only reason stock trading was exciting for me was the stock market floor. That was where I first got my adrenaline rush. That was where I realized what a high trading could be. I just couldn’t imagine anyone getting that sort of high sitting in their living room. It just wasn’t physically possible.

  “Dinner’s ready,” Rebecca said as she came to the doorway.

  “Thanks, babe,” I said as I pulled her toward me and kissed her.

  I knew it was going to make her uncomfortable in front of her father. But I also knew how to play a part and there was no way a cocky stock broker type like myself wouldn’t be kissing his woman in front of her family.

  Rebecca blushed as we walked out of the room and toward the dining room for dinner.

  “Evan, what are you doing?” Rebecca whispered.

  “I’m your boyfriend. I get those boyfriend privileges, don’t I?”

  Rebecca turned bright red as we made our way to our spots at the table. I loved it. She was a really sweet girl and it felt good to be a nice guy for a change. I liked flirting. Quite frankly I loved flirting. It didn’t always have to end up with sex; just the act of making a woman blush with my comments was fun for me.

  Dinner was delicious and I thought we did a pretty damn good job of making everyone believe we were a couple. We laughed and told a couple secrets. I grabbed her thigh and she pressed me away. Her brother’s continued to look at me like I had ruined their whole night; it was just like I imagined any family meeting would go.

  When dinner was over we excused ourselves and made our way up to her room. It was obvious this wasn’t a room that she had grown up in. It was designed more like a guest bedroom. Likely her parents hadn’t moved to Virginia until after her father gave up being a stock broker, but I really wasn’t sure. It was totally possible to be a stock broker and not live in New York, although I didn’t see why anyone would do that.

  “I’m going to fuck you so hard your parents can feel it,” I whispered as we went into the room.

  “Oh no, no. We aren’t doing that. I don’t need that to be part of the deal I just needed you to come and put on a good show. You did excellent. We can just go to bed.”

  “What? No, I thought part of the deal was I got to fuck you. I’m leaving.”

  I pretended to leave but just grabbed the doorknob and waited for her to stop me.

  “Evan, seriously. We don’t need to screw.”

  “Um, what is this ‘we’ you keep referring to? I need you.”

  I grabbed her and pulled her toward me. Her huge breasts pressed up against me. My cock got hard at the promise that I could slide between them soon.

  “Evan, really?” Rebecca continued to protest.

  I knew it was only a matter of time before she gave in though. I grabbed her hand and placed it on my rock hard cock.

  “Um, really.”

  She smiled as she felt how excited I was for her. There was no faking a hard on like that. My cock pulsed with desire for her like I couldn’t control. I needed to have my cock thrusting between those huge titties. There was no way I was going to miss out on that opportunity.

  I leaned down and pulled her breasts out of her top and watched as they bounced out of her shirt. Slowly I pressed her back toward the bed and turned myself around to sit on the bed. It was the perfect position. My face was smack dab in the middle of heaven.

  I grabbed a hold of both her tits and pressed them firmly together. With my mouth I was able to pull both of her nipples in and suck on them at the same time. Only with size F breasts was this even a possibility.

  It fascinated me how many men weren’t willing to play with a larger woman. They were delightful. I loved the variety of women. None of them were the same and they all had something wonderful to offer. Rebecca was a sweet girl who just happened to have tits that I could fuck. It was perfect.

  We continued to play for a little bit as we both got undressed and made out way under the covers. I remembered that she didn’t like to be exposed and I was more than happy to oblige anything she needed to feel more comfortable. After we got under the covers, I went to town eating her pussy up.

  She moaned with delight and I had to hear more. I slide two fingers inside of her as I sucked hard onto her clit.

  The moans got more intense and I still needed more.

  I slid a third finger into her and really started to work them. Soon I could feel her body as she tensed up and came hard on my tongue.

  “That’s it baby. Come for me.” I whispered as I moved up and straddled her stomach.

  She knew what I wanted before I even got into position. Rebecca grabbed her breasts and pressed them together as my meaty member slid between her mounds.

  Oh the heaven of having those big, beautiful tits wrapped around me. I could hardly handle it. I thrust hard against her and tried to touch her tongue as she held it out for me. Thrust after thrust I got a little close to shooting off my load.

  “On your tits or in your mouth?” I asked as I continued to thrust.

  “My tits.”

  I wa
s happy to oblige. My cock dripped with precum and lubricated her tits as I thrust deep and hard on top of her. She kept her tongue out and it touched the tip of my cock as one final thrust brought me to explosion.

  My cum shot all over her face.

  It was hot as fuck.

  The shock on her face was a bit delightful and I couldn’t help but smile. I also mentally took a picture of my glorious cum all over her big, beautiful brown eyes. It wasn’t often I could jizz on a woman’s face. I loved it. But most women just weren’t into it.

  “Oh babe, I’m sorry.”

  I jumped up and grabbed a towel from the bathroom.

  Luckily Rebecca had a good sense of humor and laughed it off. She went into the bathroom and hopped in the shower. I joined her.

  “I really am sorry. I couldn’t control myself,” I said again.

  “It’s fine. I don’t get angry about stupid stuff. I’ll just have to come on your face sometime.”

  “Is that a promise?”

  She laughed and just like that we were alright. Rebecca really was a cool chick. I liked her a lot. But we didn’t have that electricity between us; our relationship was much more a friendship than it was a relationship.

  We both showered and then fell asleep in the bed together. I felt comfortable with her and I knew she did with me also. It was like the ultimate friends with benefits relationship. The only thing I worried about was that underneath her cool exterior, she actually had feelings for me. I really hoped that wasn’t the case, but deep down I knew it was another one of those fine lines that I needed to work hard to walk.

  Our Sunday morning breakfast with Rebecca’s family was delightful and made me miss my own family. It had been a very long time since I had sat down over a Sunday breakfast like that.

  When we left, I saw happiness in her mother and father’s eyes. They looked relieved that Rebecca had found a man. Perhaps I was just seeing things, but I felt like I had actually made them happy.

  For a minute, I wanted to be part of their family. I knew that Rebecca and I didn’t have that spark that needed to be there for a relationship, but I did really enjoy spending time with both Rebecca and her family.

  I would have loved to of had jerky brothers when I grew up. It would have been so much more fun than the way I actually spent my childhood.

  After a long bit of begging, Rebecca allowed me to drive part of the way home. It took us much longer, but I felt safer than with her driving. We stopped at a rest area before getting close to the city though because I couldn’t stand the traffic. It was really stressful to drive with all those cars around. I was sure I hadn’t had such a reaction when I had driven back in Illinois, but after many years off the road; traffic gave me high blood pressure.

  Rebecca smoothly swerved in and out of the cars and I had a new admiration for her ability as a race car driver. It was surely something she should consider if she ever decided she didn’t want to be a stock broker.

  Chapter Thirteen

  By Monday, I had spent my entire weekend with Rebecca and had totally forgotten to think about the ALL Warren IPO. I walked into the office and felt rushed to make my decision. I really didn’t have any firm information about her company; the only thing I knew so far was that there was some dirty stuff going on with the last company she owned.

  The office swirled with women talking about how they wanted in on the IPO for ALL Warren and in a spur of the moment decision I decided to buy up a huge lot of the stock. It was the first time I had ever made an IPO buy and felt so uneasy about my decision. I needed to get more information on the company as soon as possible.

  First of all, not many people could get in on IPO’s. Secondly, I felt like the company was very solid. But I still had a sinking feeling in my stomach that I couldn’t get rid of. I hoped I had made the right decision.

  Alicia obviously loved designing clothes and she seemed very passionate about the company. I just had to hope that whatever her and that Bill guy were hiding wasn’t something that would bankrupt the company. I could lose my job and all my clients if I invested their money frivolously into a company that went belly up so quickly after their IPO offering.

  “Evan, I’ve never seen you look like this after a buy. What’s up?” Natasha asked as she brought me my morning coffee and notes.

  “Just felt a bit rushed on this one, I’m sure it will work all right.”

  “Remember, I’m on vacation for a week. You’ll have a temp, so please don’t fuck her.”

  “What? You act like I have no self control,” I joked with Natasha.

  We both knew that I had fucked every temp secretary I had ever had. There was just no way to say no to those sexy ass women. They were only there for a week, they often came in hot and heavy after me, and I didn’t have the ability to turn them down.

  “Just try to say no. This one is really good and it would be nice to have a temp that we could use again down the road,” Natasha said and she appeared annoyed with me.

  “I’ll do my best, but if she throws herself at me, I can’t be responsible for what happens after that.”

  I smiled at Natasha as she left the room annoyed with me. My boyish charms didn’t work on her and that often left her slamming the door and ignoring me. She didn’t have much patience for my games, but that was probably why we worked well together. I could see it in her eyes when it was time for me to move on and stop joking. Most other women would just let me continue on with my games, but Natasha never had let me do so.

  I sat down and began to go over all the numbers as they came in on the ALL Warren clothing line. Things looked good and as I continued to see the price of the stock go up, I felt better and better throughout the day.

  It was actually a good week for Natasha to be gone. After the buy I made with All Warren, there wouldn’t be much else going on in the week. I’d have some meeting with investors and possibly some other company meetings to attend, but overall the week would likely be filled with me doing research. I enjoyed a slow week of research every once in awhile, it helped me catch up on my life.

  Hopefully I would be able to spend the rest of the week researching Alicia’s company and try and find out what was really going on with her financials. I needed to figure out why everything looked so perfect. I knew there was something going on, I just didn’t know what.

  Over a quarter of a million shares of stock had been issued and everyone seemed extremely excited about the sale. I watched several interviews with Alicia and she even looked more excited about the day. I wanted to call her or text her but I figured it would be best to wait for the business day to be over.

  We had made plans to meet up for drinks later. I decided it would be best to turn of the television and concentrate on my other work for the time being. Since the initial rush of the IPO started to die down I could spend some time analyzing other opportunities the rest of the afternoon.

  In my industry, people expected a constant change in their investments, or if there wasn’t a constant change they at least wanted a high percentage of return. If I didn’t give that to my clients they would have no problem with going to someone else with their investments. I had to stay on top of my game and constantly have new research and investment ideas. It was exhausting, but it kept the clients happy and when they were happy, I was happy.

  “Mr. Gade, are you free?”

  “Yes, Natasha.”

  “Alright, I’m going to bring Darla in to go over some details for the week.”

  Natasha and the new temp walked into my office. I had worked with temporary assistants before, it wasn’t anything new. We would go over the schedule for the next week and the temp would take notes on things that Natasha told her to. The agency we used was top notch and I had never had an issued with any of the temps being subpar. Of course none were as good as Natasha, but they were all very capable.

  I looked up and watched as Natasha and the temp, Darla, made their way to the center of the room.. They both sat down in the chairs a
cross from my desk.

  Darla did not look like any assistant in the financial district that I had ever seen. She was tall, blonde, with her hair shaved on the sides and longer on the top. She had tattoos that peeked out from under her blouse, and even some on her legs. Her outfit was professional—a long pencil shirt and long sleeved silk blouse—but I could tell underneath that exterior she was not a typical financial industry chic.

  “Evan Gade, this is Darla Owens. She will be your assistant for the next week,” Natasha said as she introduced us.

  “Mr. Gade, it’s a pleasure to be here,” Darla said in a soft and eloquent tone.

  It caught me off guard to hear the shyness in her voice. A woman with as many tattoos as her didn’t strike me as the type of person who would be shy. Typically I thought of tattooed women as very confident and outgoing. This Darla woman had already baffled me.

  “Nice to have you on board. Please let me know if you have any questions during our week together.”

  “Thank you, sir, I’m very excited to be here. I’ll make sure you are one hundred percent happy throughout the week.”

  I glanced over at Natasha and winked at her. Oh, I’d be happy to let Darla make me happy all week long. Natasha just shook her head back and forth at me. But she knew I wouldn’t be able to resist. I had always had a thing for chicks with tattoos, there just weren’t many of them in the financial district to play with.

  “I’m sure you will be great. Thanks for filling in,” I said as I stood up to shake hands with Darla. “I need to run, so why don’t you two run the schedule together and Darla can fill me in on it tomorrow?”

  “Sounds good,” Natasha said as I left the room.

  If Natasha said this temp was good, I had to trust her, but she seemed a little out of her element to me. Darla looked like a biker chick all dressed up in business attire. Something didn’t match up at all. But hey, who was I do judge? I hated dressing up in my suits just as much as the next guy. If it was up to me I’d wear jeans and a t-shirt every day. But I liked the status that a custom suit gave me. I enjoyed the way my boss looked at me when I walked in with a suit that was nicer than his.