Monroe, Melody Snow - Truth and Seduction [The Callens 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Melody Snow Monroe

  This is news. She put on her reporter hat and took out her iPhone. Cody got out and came to her side.

  “Don’t get too close.”

  “I need to see if someone can talk to me.” She waved the phone.

  He pulled out his, too. “Good idea, but don’t get any closer to the fire than I do. If the building collapses, sparks can shoot out far.” He stopped and tilted up her chin. “I don’t want you hurt. Ever.”

  “That goes for you, also.” This man was too sweet.

  They weren’t competitors per se, but she didn’t want anyone to get the scoop before she did. As soon as Cody went in search of Shane, she quickly called Scott to see if he could come over and film it. While her iPhone did a nice job, having her cameraman around made the reporting job easier.

  “I can be there in twenty,” Scott said.

  That wasn’t ideal, but it was better than nothing. She gave him the directions and disconnected. Cody was speaking with a fireman, and she headed in that direction. On her way, she pointed the camera to the fire. A beam fell, sending sparks everywhere. She jerked back, fearing she might get burnt. Turning the phone toward her, she gave her usual introduction.

  Without saying anything, she sidled next to Cody. The man he was talking to was about sixty. He, too, was dressed in a fireman’s suit. His face was sweaty and streaked with black soot.

  Cody introduced her to Travis Carmichael, the second-in-command.

  “What can you tell us about the fire?” she asked, pointing the camera at him.

  “Neighbor called it in. So far, we don’t think anyone was at home. We’ve called Mr. Shepley at work. There is no Mrs. Shepley.”

  She adjusted the phone higher to make sure to capture his face. “Do you know how the fire started?”

  “Not yet, but Shane McKee will be investigating.” He looked over his shoulder. “In fact, there he is now.”

  Shane was near the fire engine. “Thank you, Mr. Carmichael.”

  She was about to go over to Shane, when Cody stopped her. “Let’s let him do his job. He’ll come over when he can.”

  That made sense. In the meantime, she could film the blaze and the surrounding area. Her heart ached for these people. “I don’t remember Intrigue having so many fires.” Two fires might not constitute a lot, but two in such a short span seemed coincidental.

  “We don’t, and that’s what has me worried.”

  “Do you think this is connected to the Tanner fire?”

  “I wish I knew, but I don’t. I’m hoping Shane can tell us.”

  There was nothing they could do but watch as the firemen doused the house. Scott pulled up fifteen minutes later and raced out of the van.

  “What do you need me to shoot?”

  She’d probably gotten all she could. “We’re waiting for the men to finish before I can interview one of them.”

  “I’m used to waiting.”

  She smiled. Her best bet was to stick close to Cody. He knew everyone in town.

  Cody touched her hand. “If the neighbor called it in, I want to speak to him.”

  “I want to come along.”

  Gone was the flirtatious man she’d practically had sex with not a half hour ago. In his place was someone worthy of running a town newspaper. She was happy he wasn’t trying to distract her. She needed to keep her focus.

  Scott tagged along. Unfortunately, the neighbor saw nothing other than the smoke. Even though her stomach grumbled, she wasn’t going to ask Cody to take her some place to get a bite to eat. He’d stay here until Shane finished his preliminary arson report. That would require the fire to be doused and the boards to cool. It was going to be a long night.

  Scott had waited patiently, but after they interviewed the neighbor, there was no need for him to waste his time. “You got a laptop in the van?”

  “Sure.”

  “I’ll write up the story and send my phone images to you. That way you can get out of here. At least we can put this online. Hopefully, Walt will air this on the 5:00 news.” If that was to happen, she needed to write the story quickly.

  After telling Cody her plan, she ducked into the van. Scott got his laptop booted up. Jessie got right to work. There wasn’t much news with the story, so she kept it short and sweet. Mr. Shepley had lost his wife last year, and now he’d lost his house. She played up the human-interest angle, but she didn’t suggest there was a connection to the Tanner case. She stuck to the facts.

  She e-mailed her footage to the station, too. “You’re all set.”

  Scott gave her a thumbs-up. “I’ll see that this goes live for you.”

  “Thanks.” She hopped out and found Cody.

  He tossed her a half smile as if the reality of the event had settled in his bones. “Hey. Everything set?”

  She wasn’t quite sure what he meant. “I sent in what I had of the story.”

  “Shane won’t be done for a while. You want to grab a bite to eat then come back?”

  She almost kissed him right there. “That would be fabulous.” They couldn’t go toward town as the parade was still going strong. “Why not come to my place? I have some leftover pizza and can whip up some spaghetti if that suits you. I have a six-pack, too.”

  His chuckle boosted her spirits. “Say pizza, spaghetti, and beer in the same sentence, and every man will be at your feet.”

  Really? “I’ll have to remember that.” As long as she didn’t lie or hide evidence, she’d be good. Roger that.

  After speaking with Shane, they got on Cody’s motorcycle and headed back to her house. The pizza looked a little wilted. “How about if I whip up some spaghetti instead?”

  “Sure.”

  She was hot, sweaty, and smelly. If they were going to kiss, she didn’t want to offend him. “Mind if I take a shower while the water boils?”

  “Go ahead. I’ll watch the pot.”

  Not wanting him to have to do anything other than keep an eye on the water, she raced to the bathroom and turned on the shower. Once she stripped, she stepped into the warmed enclosure. The water felt divine on her sticky body. She sniffed her hair. Since it smelled like smoke, she dunked her head under the water.

  No sooner had she poured shampoo on her head than the bathroom door opened. The shower curtain fluttered inward. “Cody?”

  “You expecting someone else?”

  There was that chuckle in his voice again. She knew it had to be him, but she just hadn’t expected him to come in. “I’m naked.” He could take her comment any way he chose.

  He pulled open the curtain and stepped in. Her ability to say anything disappeared. Before her was the most magnificent human specimen she’d ever seen. To her surprise, he had what looked like a tattoo of barbed wire around his bicep. She dared her gaze to go lower. Christ. Not only were his abs as wonderful as they felt, but his cock was divinely long and thick. Did she mention it was standing at attention?

  “You can touch it if you want.” His voice caught, as if he, too, were enjoying the view.

  “Oooh. I’d like that.”

  By now, he’d gotten an eyeful of her naked body. There was no need to cover herself. He’d touched and suckled her breasts and knew her pussy was waxed bare.

  He clasped her waist and spun her to the opposite end of the shower. “My turn.”

  That wasn’t fair. He said she could touch him. He squeezed his eyes shut for a moment and stood under the streaming water. She couldn’t take her gaze away from his magnificence. The watery rivulets cascaded down his muscles, accentuating each cut and plane of his luscious body. His slim hips rippled with power. She loved how his thighs flexed with every shift in his weight. And then there was his cock.

  He leaned his head forward. “You ready to rinse?”

  She was so involved in enjoying the view that it took her a moment for the words to register. “Yes.”

  Should she touch him now or wait until the soap wasn’t stinging her eyes?

  “What’s wrong? You never shower with a g
uy before?”

  No. Had she been staring that much? “That’s none of your business.” She straightened her shoulders, but she had to wipe the soap that dripped onto her forehead.

  He smiled. “Here. Let me help.” He removed the handheld showerhead from the wall. “Bend over.”

  She wasn’t so sure about this, but the shampoo was close to getting in her eyes. She dropped her head and realized her mistake. His cock was inches from her mouth. She let him hold the water over her head, but when his fingers rubbed her scalp, her heart nearly jumped out of her body.

  Needing to take the upper hand in this seduction, she grabbed his cock. It twitched, and she nearly let go. Cody wrapped a hand around her wrist and moved her hand up and down.

  “Nice and easy. That’s it.”

  She didn’t need a damned tutorial, but in truth, her body had frozen from the hard-core lust racing through her. Had the water not been running over her head, she would have lifted up and told him she wasn’t a virgin, nor was she inexperienced at giving a hand job.

  A bit pissed he’d assumed she didn’t date much, she cupped his sac with her other hand and lowered her mouth over his cock. Even over the running water, she heard him gasp. That’s right. Mr. Cody Callen actually gasped when her tongue touched his throbbing member. Take that. Lightly dragging her teeth over the head of his cock, she continued to pump him up and down. He tasted divine, and she loved how the head of his cock flexed under her pressure.

  The water moved to the side, and his hand left hers. He lifted her chin. “While we may be in the shower where I won’t make a mess, I want to explore you before I go off like a firecracker.”

  “Do you have trouble controlling yourself?” She loved throwing back a retort at him.

  He laughed. “Only with you.”

  Her heart stopped again. His sincerity shook her to the core. Surely he was just saying that, but for the moment, she chose to believe him.

  He moved closer. “I think I need to get you clean.”

  Once more, the sexual haze descended on her. For a moment, she pictured having his hands roam all over her body. Her pussy gushed before he’d even touched her. She reached behind him, picked up the liquid soap, and handed it to him. “Go for it.”

  She almost shivered thinking about what was to come. He dripped the liquid onto his palm then dragged his fingers over one nipple then the other. The tips puckered, and sparks of lust filled her. Her breaths increased as he rubbed her swollen crests with both hands. Cody stepped closer and dragged his hands down her belly.

  Please don’t stop. Go lower.

  He rubbed her stomach then rinsed her. Why did he have to be so determined to get her clean? Wasn’t he here to have sex with her? She held out her hand. “I need some soap to wash you.”

  Cody cocked a brow, but he did as she asked. That was his first mistake. She rubbed her hands together and ran her palms down his chest, soaping up his muscled chest. She thought her breath had sped up when he touched her, but when her fingers caressed his body, she could barely breathe.

  He didn’t seem content to stand there. He dipped his fingers into her pussy, and she jumped. “Gotta get you clean everywhere.”

  He most certainly did. “I bet your cock is dirty, too.”

  She didn’t wait for him to answer and grabbed his dick. The slippery liquid made rubbing her hand up and down a lot easier. His lips descended on hers.

  He removed his fingers from between her legs and threaded them through her wet hair. “I want to taste all of you. Let’s take this someplace else.” His voice came out breathy.

  “Yes.” Even saying one word took effort.

  She rinsed him quickly then turned off the shower. He held open the curtain, and she stepped out. He whipped two towels off the rack, tossed her one, and moved closer. “Dry your hair. I get the body.”

  She giggled. It was difficult enough when he touched her in the shower. She could only imagine what he would do with a towel. So that he didn’t get cold, she wrapped her head and took a third towel off the bar. As he dried her, she wanted to dry him, also.

  She licked her lips. “I’d use my tongue, but that would take too long, and we do need to get back to the fire at some point.”

  “Yeah. And eat.”

  “Yeah.” She prayed he was talking about eating her pussy because she certainly wanted to taste more of him.

  He dragged the towel between her legs, and her pussy caught on fire. She ran the towel over his shoulders and down the front of his body. She patted dry his arms but then stopped because the erotic sensations coursing through her took her mind away from everything.

  He tapped her nipples. “I love these.”

  “I love yours.”

  “Great pussy.”

  “Great cock.”

  They both burst out laughing then fell into each other’s arms. The kissing turned intense. He walked backward, pulling her out of the bathroom. Their backs were wet as were much of their legs, but she certainly didn’t care. Since he didn’t have a clue where her bedroom was, she angled him down the hall and through the door.

  The bed was made, and fortunately, she’d picked up her clothes off the floor. Just as he reached the bed, she pushed him down. His feet remained on the floor, with his back on the comforter. Perfect. She straddled him. Her pussy rubbed against his cock, and sirens went off in her brain. Was she ready to do this?

  You bet. She didn’t care if the fire alarm sounded right now. She was going to have him. He reached up and lightly pinched her nipples. They were already slightly swollen from all the massaging in the shower. Each pull and twist made the exquisite pain more erotic. She lowered her body and dragged her pussy along his hard cock. Her clit nearly burst with joy. Whatever happened tonight, she’d remember for the rest of her life.

  Perhaps she’d stilled, but in a second, he lowered her to the bed and rolled her to her side as he pushed up on one elbow. He raised her top leg to expose her pussy then bent her knee to help support the leg. Right in front of her was his cock aimed directly at her entrance. The thought of having sex with him sent deliciously wicked flames up her body, consuming all her thoughts.

  Her gaze latched onto his cock. “Hello, there.” That might have been uncalled for, but to get to suck on him again was more than she could hope for.

  “I’ve been dreaming of eating your pussy since the moment I saw you back in Intrigue.”

  “Oh, yeah?”

  He flipped his body around so that his head was at her pussy and his cock right in line with her mouth. This couldn’t get any better. His first lick confirmed he might have been telling the truth about having dreamed about her. Actually, it was the moan that followed that bolstered her confidence. She went to work on him. His large cock wiggled, and she took hold and squeezed. Her tongue was halfway down his cock when he drew her clit into his mouth. Her juices must have been spewing because she could smell her scent in the air. Knowing she was in bed with one of the hottest men in Wyoming almost made her faint. She drew her tongue upward and cupped his hard sac. The vein down his length popped out. Torturing him was going to be so much fun.

  “Be careful what we wish for, young lady. Go too fast and you might not get any.”

  She let up on the pressure. “I don’t want that. I mean I do want that, so I won’t do that.” She giggled. God, when was the last time she’d actually giggled?

  She never got the response to that comment because he dipped a finger into her pussy and immediately groaned. “You are so fucking tight. I can’t imagine how my cock can fit in you.”

  A spasm contracted her walls. “I’ll make it happen.”

  “I’ll help.”

  He rubbed her clit until an unbearable wave of need slammed into her.

  “I want you.” Maybe she shouldn’t have sounded so desperate, but it was the truth.

  “Be patient.”

  Patient, hell. She swung her leg on top of him, making him roll onto his back. Now she’d have better acces
s to his cock. With her pussy directly over his mouth, she’d be totally exposed to him, too.

  Opening her mouth wide, she slid his cock into her mouth and ran her tongue around the base of the head. “Mmm.”

  He dipped in a finger and then added his tongue to the mix. How was she supposed to concentrate with barrages of thrilling passion washing over her? Wanting to reciprocate, she tightened her lips and slid her lips down his pulsating cock. When she took hold of his sac, he jerked.

  He flipped her on her back and slid his legs halfway off the bed. He rolled onto his stomach. “I’m weak. I admit it. Ask any of the women I’ve been with and she’ll say I have the stamina of ten men. With you I have none.” His lids lowered and he went back to pleasuring her.

  His ego-boosting statement made her soar. A low groan emanated from his chest as he licked and sucked on her weeping cunt. She reached down and grabbed hold of his shoulders that were flexing with each flick of his tongue. She didn’t think she could last much longer.

  Fire ate her up, and the heated fever of need took over. She arched her back and bucked with every thrust. When he crooked his finger and hit her most sensitive spot, her resolve gave way. Wave upon wave of chaotic thrill washed over her. Her climax rocked her.

  She kept on massaging his shoulders as she slowly recovered from his assault. He looked up and smiled.

  “You ready for round two?”

  Chapter Eight

  “Get on your hands and knees.” Cody was nearly shaking from eating Jessie’s sweet pussy. She was more responsive than anyone he’d been with.

  “What are you going to do?” From the tentative way she asked, she might have been worried he was going to come in her ass.

  While he would enjoy the experience, he was going to leave her first time to Shane. “Just make fabulous love to you, if that’s what you want. I love your pussy.”

  Her back arched as if she’d blown out a breath. “Okay.”

  For the sake of the potential ménage, he had to ask. “Have you ever had anyone fuck you in the ass?” He hoped his dirty talk turned her on.