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

by Nella Tyler

  I knew I needed to confront Alicia at some point, but I wasn’t going to do that until I absolutely had no other choice. I still believed that she was innocent of any wrongdoing and I wasn’t about to just throw everything at her all at once. If she was really innocent like I thought she was, it would be really overwhelming to know that her company was being managed improperly.

  “I’m calling to get some information on the Alicia Warren case from five years ago,” I said to the clerk from Chicago.

  “I can fax you over a request form for the public records, but we don’t share information over the phone.”

  The woman sounded like she had repeated herself at least a dozen times that day and she wasn’t excited at all about having to say it again.

  “Sure, I’ll fill it out and fax it right back to you.”

  “Include a credit card so you can be charged for the copies. It will take one to two weeks for the file to be sent.”

  “Is there any way to rush it?” I asked.

  It was always worth asking.

  “Yes, for a forty dollar processing fee we will copy the file today.”

  “Deal,” I said. “I’ll get the fax right back to you.”

  Forty dollars was more than reasonable to save me two weeks worth of time. That was a prime reason why I always asked for a rush job. Forty dollars to one person might not be worth it, but to me it was extremely reasonable.

  I continued to make some phone calls to get the past records from the legal case against Alicia and her employees from her previous company. The problem I kept running into was that no one had information on Alicia. They had information on the court case against her company, but anytime I requested records specific to her and her name; there was nothing.

  It was extremely mysterious that there was public information on all the other people but nothing on her. I had even been able to request the records from Bill Yobi’s case without issue. Why the heck was I not able to find Alicia’s information?

  I hoped when the records arrived from the company and the court cases that it would shine a light onto why I couldn’t find any information on Alicia. She was the owner, surely there had to be something about her in all the documents.

  My day was extremely productive and by the time I went home I had received confirmation that over a thousand pages of records were on their way from various agencies. There was no way I wouldn’t be able to figure out what happened. I was going to have all the hard evidence right in front of me.

  The urge to call Rebecca filled me as I got excited about all the records that would be on their way. I thought Rebecca would have really enjoyed going over the information with me. But something inside told me not to call her. I didn’t want to string her along anymore than I already had.

  So that night I went home alone. It was another unusual night for me, but I felt a little more comfortable than the previous night. At least my balls didn’t throb in pain anymore.

  Chapter Twenty-Seven

  I didn’t last long at home alone. Even though I had pushed through my urge to call Rebecca and invite her over, I still had the need to hear a woman’s moans. I tried to fight it but by ten o’clock I walked into Edwards and had my woman in sight.

  She was a petite blonde girl who sat with a group of people that looked like they were from her work or something. Every now and then she would laugh and interact with them but the majority of the time she just stared at the television. She was obviously bored. I could fix that.

  “Can I buy you a drink?” I asked as I approached her.

  It was a bold move. She had a guy sitting on either side of her, but honestly neither of them looked like her type. They were more interested in the game than any of the women at the table with them.

  “I don’t take drinks from strangers,” she said.

  “Well, Steve at the bar there would be the one who made the drink. He’s a little strange, but I think you can trust him.”

  She laughed.

  That was it, I was in. It didn’t really matter what else I sad after that. She had already decided that she liked me. All I had to do was keep her laughing and she would be home with me within the hour.

  I pulled her aside to a table where the two of us could talk without her co-workers hearing. It was the best move I had made. Right away she started to talk about each of them and fill me in on all the work gossip.

  My old tricks still worked just fine as I laughed and played along with her work talk. Her name was Kim and she was adorable. Probably only about 5’2” tall and very petite. She had shoulder length blonde hair and the most adorable dimples I had ever seen. I couldn’t wait to get her back to my place and see what kind of things she liked to do in bed.

  “I don’t normally ask a woman that I just met this, but I had a horrible day. Would you be interested in hanging out and watching some Netflix tonight?”

  She giggled at first, but then I leaned in and kissed her neck. Kim tilted her head and allowed my lips to move freely from her earlobe down to the clavicle. She was going to say yes, I knew it.

  “Um, I don’t know. We don’t really know each other.”

  Time for my trademark move. I whipped my wallet out which had a fat stack of one hundred dollar bills in it.

  “Here’s my driver’s license. Why don’t you take a picture of it and you will know who I am? You can Google me. I’m a pretty good guy.”

  The combination of seeing my actual drivers license and knowing that I carried several hundred dollars worth of cash with me was just enough to get a girl to say yes. Many of them didn’t really care about the money, but there was something legitimate about a man who had that kind of cash.

  “Alright, we can go hang out for a little bit,” she said as she walked over and said goodnight to her coworkers.

  I think part of the reason she said yes was because she wanted to leave with me in front of her coworkers. They whispered behind her back as we walked away and I was sure they would be gossiping about her long into the next week.

  But I was a pretty damn good catch if I didn’t say so myself. My dark brown hair and muscular body fit perfectly into my tailored suits. If you liked the clean cut stockbroker type, I was definitely the idealistic partner.

  We walked into the gold lobby of Trump Towers and I saw her mouth open just a touch as she looked around and took in everything. It was a beautiful lobby and certainly nothing less than magnificent.

  When the elevator doors closed, I pressed Kim gently up against the mirrored wall and kissed her. Nothing too outrageous, just enough to tell her I planned to make love to her the second we got to my apartment.

  Kim seemed down with having a good time as she wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me back passionately. Her sweet lips moved hard against mine and I felt like she wanted me badly.

  I opened the door to my apartment and her eyes widened at the amazing view. It was a beautiful night and you could see the whole city from my apartment. Kim walked straight up to the window and looked out.

  “Oh, my gosh. This is so pretty.”

  “It is a perfect view,” I said. “And the city looks good also.”

  She smiled and looked sweeter than she had down at the bar. Something about the way she looked at me gave me a horrible feeling in my stomach, though. My plans to ravage her body and hear her moan in delight didn’t seem like as good of an idea as it normally did.

  “Thanks,” Kim said as she walked around the apartment. “This is a really pretty place you have. Are you married?”

  “No.”

  “You just like to decorate?”

  “I hired someone.”

  “You don’t really want to watch Netflix, do you?” Kim said as she walked down the hall toward my bedroom.

  I stood there and looked at her. So innocent and sweet, yet she started to take her clothes off.

  First, her blouse: slowly, button by button, she opened it up.

  “We can if you’d like,” I said with a smile as I watc
hed her.

  “I think we can find something else to do.”

  “Yes, I think so.”

  I made my way over to her and pulled her close to me. I felt her breath leave her as she sighed at my touch. My hands gingerly reached around and unhooked her bra to allow her glorious tits to be exposed.

  Quickly I moved my lips down to one of her nipples and sucked on it while I walked her backward toward the bed. She let out a quiet moan of pleasure when I switched to the other nipple.

  Her taste was new and exciting and any trepidation I had before was gone. I wanted her. My body was hard and throbbing for her.

  I reached down and slid her skirt to the ground and stopped to look at her delicate white lace panties. They were delightful and formed a cute V shape on her lower abdomen. I didn’t hesitate long before I slid them off and she grabbed my shirt and unbuttoned me.

  She moved too slowly for me though and I quickly took over the buttons so I could get it off as quickly as possible. Within a minute, I had removed all my clothing and we both stood there naked and exposed. My cock pointed at her like a missile zeroing in on the target.

  Suddenly, she wrapped her arms around me and jumped up into my arms. Something had taken over and she was ravenous for me. Her kisses became forceful and she reached down to grab my cock and slide it into her. It took every bit of my energy to get her to hold off long enough to let me slide a condom on. I placed her on the ground for a moment and went to my nightstand to get the wrapped protection.

  The second I had slid it over my bulging cock, Kim pushed me onto the bed and climbed on top of me. She was out of control. Something had taken over and she wanted to fuck me more than I had seen any woman switch over in all my time of picking up women. No longer was Kim the sweet girl next door. She was a sex goddess with her prey in sight.

  It drove me wild to see her switch into sex goddess mode and my old needs quickly filled my mind. I wanted to hear her scream for me. I needed to hear those crazy moans that only game when a woman was orgasming.

  I let her rid my cock for a short time before I grabbed her and twisted her onto the bed. She was shocked but allowed it. It was easier to control my thrust with me on top and I liked to be in control.

  “Fuck me, Daddy,” she screamed.

  Oh god, she wanted to call me ‘Daddy.' That was one of those pet names that I just hated. It wasn’t something that I felt particularly fond of for any woman to call her man. In fact, it sort of creeped me out. It was too late now, I was fucking her and I wasn’t about to stop and ask her to use a different pet name.

  I grabbed onto one of her nipples as I thrust inside of her. She seemed to particularly like that, so I moved my mouth back down to her nipple.

  “Yeah, Daddy, suck on Mommy’s tits.”

  I cringed inside. Why? Why did she have to say those things? Couldn’t I just enjoy her perky breasts without the mention of Mommies and Daddies?

  I was fine with most women’s kinkiness and fantasies. Typically it didn’t bother me at all. I could go with the flow and do whatever it was that would help them have a great time. But on that night I just couldn’t get into it. Being called Daddy wasn’t a turn on for me at all and I felt a bit disgusting when she said it.

  There was no turning back from the point we were at though so I soldiered on and continued to fuck her. Whenever she called me Daddy I just had to hum a little to myself and try not to listen to her. I just couldn’t fuck her properly if I kept thinking about the disgusting picture of an old fat Dad on top of her.

  I pumped my hips harder into her in the hopes of getting the screams out of her that I needed to hear. Harder and harder I pumped and I kept sucking on her nipple to avoid the intimacy of kissing.

  “Oh yes, Daddy, give it to me good. I’ve been a bad little girl,” she said as I continued on.

  We were so close to finishing, I could feel it. Thrust after thrust I delivered in the hopes that I would get that final explosion and we could be done with this. I desperately hoped that she wouldn’t call me Daddy anymore, but I wasn’t so lucky.

  “Can’t you fuck me any harder, Daddy?”

  Oh, I could; but the way she said it was like she didn’t know if I was capable of fucking her hard. Who did she think I was? I had started to think she had convinced herself I was an old grandpa who was too old to continue on fucking her. It annoyed me.

  I stopped sucking her nipple and wrapped my arms under hers and held onto her shoulders. She looked up at me with wide eyes as I delivered the first slow thrust deep into her. I saw a bit of a wince on her face so I went slow and deep again.

  “Oh, poor little Daddy is getting tired,” she taunted me.

  That was all I needed to let loose and fuck the shit out of her. I held onto her shoulders and delivered pounding blow after blow to her and watched her face as she closed her eyes. The moans game shortly after and then the ultimate scream when she finally came.

  I thrust a few short time afterward until my explosion happened.

  My desire to get away from her as quickly as possible overcame me and I made a v-line for the bathroom. It wasn’t often that I took off so quickly, but I just couldn’t let her call me Daddy again. It was imbedded into my ears and I needed the words to disappear as soon as possible. Hopefully, when I got her out of my apartment.

  Suddenly the idea of picking up random chicks at the bar did not seem like a good one. I was tired and it just wasn’t worth it anymore. I wanted to go to bed and I didn’t want to deal with that girl at all anymore. I certainly didn’t want to hear her baby talk at me and call me Daddy again. I was at the end of my patience.

  I cleaned up and went back to the bed, but found Kim all dressed and getting ready to leave. I secretly said thank you to the heavens. If only all girls were that easy to get rid of.

  One time I had a girl who kept trying to stay at my house when I needed to leave for work. She tried getting into the shower, cleaning my kitchen and even doing some laundry. Her level of clinginess was epic and it took me all morning to convince her I would call her later and she had to leave. Of course, I never did call her later and she was one of the most annoying women who called and trying to talk to me through Natasha at work.

  “Five hundred dollars baby,” she said to me.

  I looked at her blankly because I wasn’t sure I had heard her right. Had she just asked for me to give her five hundred dollars? That was an odd thing for a woman to ask for when she left my house.

  “What?” I thought I hadn’t heard her right.

  “Five hundred dollars sweet thing.”

  Oh, fuck! She was a prostitute. How had I missed that? She was dressed like a business woman, she was sitting with friends. How the fuck had I missed that she was a working girl.

  She was really fucking good. Her acting skills were totally on par with the celebrities in the movies. I never even suspected that she was a working girl. I had really believed that she was a shy girl who was stuck out to dinner with co-workers from work. I had been duped.

  “Really, you’re a working girl?”

  “I thought you knew darling. You flashed the money. Seemed totally into the sweet innocent girl thing I had going on.”

  “Oh fuck. Alright, whatever. Here,” I said as I handed her the money.

  “Here’s my card. Call me sometime,” she said as she let herself out the door.

  Suddenly I went from feeling like an asshole for sleeping with the girl to feeling like a total loser. What the hell had just happened? I didn’t need to sleep with a prostitute. I had plenty of women I could call at anytime. Was I really so worried about having a connection with a woman that I ended up sleeping with a working girl?

  I instantly send a text to Alicia, “Lunch tomorrow?”

  It was well after midnight, but she responded right away, “Sure.”

  I got into the shower and then fell asleep fast. I needed a fresh start. I needed to make some serious changes.

  Chapter Twenty-Eight

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sp; I woke up with that feeling of remorse that I hated. Not very often did I actually get such a feeling but it had happened twice in the last week; so I paid more attention. My gym was the best place to go when I needed to clear my head so I was up and on a treadmill before six am.

  Faster and faster I ran in the hopes that I would finally clear my mind. There was so much racing through my thoughts that I ended up running for a whole 60 minutes. My body was exhausted, but my mind continued to race when I finally got off the treadmill.

  As I walked to the locker room, that hot blonde from a few weeks before ran right into me. My initial instinct was to just turn around and ignore her, but I decided to just talk to her. I didn’t want to have to switch gyms again all because of a woman.

  “Oh hey,” she said. “Did you end up buying into ALL Warren Clothing?”

  “Yeah, I did. How about you?”

  “Nope, I got a bad feeling after reading through their financials. But it looks like they are doing well. Best of luck to you.”

  “Thanks.”

  She took off pretty quickly in the opposite direction. Most likely because she had given me her number and I had never called. Most girls in my neighborhood didn’t waste their time on guys who wouldn’t call them. They were efficient women who worked hard and didn’t have time for games. Luckily our interaction had not been too awkward.

  My mind couldn’t concentrate at work and I needed to see Alicia and talk to her. Finally when lunch time came, I rushed out the door to the nearby restaurant that I had agreed to meet Alicia at. It wasn’t anything special, just a normal local place that many of us went to over lunch. Although, admittedly, we typically didn’t take very many actual lunch breaks.

  As I sat and waited for her I needed to figure out what to say when Alicia arrived. But as she walked ,in all my worries disappeared and I felt that calmness of familiarity.

  She walked in with a casual sway of her hips and the white sundress she had on moved gingerly back and forth. Her crimson hair was curled slightly and wrapped behind her ears. She looked beautiful, confident and innocent. My heart calmed down instantly.