Dameon

by Kali Hart

  Then I hear the thud of a footstep in the hall.

  I shove my dress down to cover myself. It’s now that I notice a crack in the door. Fuck. Who saw me? How embarrassing will this be to explain? If my brother caught me, I will lock myself in this room and never leave.

  But when I go to the door and look out, there’s no one in the hallway.

  Great. I probably scarred someone for life!

  DAMEON

  When Erin told me Lexi was downstairs getting ready, I knew it wasn’t an invitation. But no one was inside to stop me when I slipped away. I tried to keep my usually heavy footsteps from giving me away.

  That’s when I heard that pleasure-filled moan.

  Out in the fresh air now, I consider that a decent man might’ve turned around right then. But no, not me. No, I kept going. The bedroom door was open a crack, and I saw her standing there against the wall with her dress pushed up. She was aimed right at me, snaring me in a trap as she stroked her pussy.

  It was all I could do not to stick my hand down my own pants and rub my hard cock at the sight of her. Her head leaned back, exposing a neck that begged to be nibbled, her eyes shut. Her hips rocking against the motion of her hand.

  The only thing I wanted to do was burst through the door, drop my pants, and fucking claim her right there. Up against the wall.

  Then I heard a screen door slam shut upstairs and jetted.

  “Give me a hand with the burgers?” Walker calls to me from the grill. That’s what I get for showing up early. Put to work.

  “Sure.” Manning the grill for a while will help keep me from ravishing my boss’s sister. At least for now. I keep flipping burgers until the backyard fills with the guys from the station not currently on duty. The second shift wasn’t able to come, but that’s just how this life goes.

  I nod at everyone who walks by the grill, but still there’s no sign of Lexi.

  Fuck, did she see me?

  “Thanks for helping out, Dameon,” Erin says to me as she grabs the first plate of cooked burgers to take it back inside.

  I shouldn’t ask her, but I do. “Have you seen Lexi?”

  A twinkle dances in her eye, like she knows a secret now. Fuck. Why did I open my mouth? If this gets back to Walker… “I’ll go check on her,” she says to me.

  Before Erin even makes it to the sliding glass doors, Lexi steps out on the deck. The light yellow sundress flows gently in the breeze, and all I can wonder is if she put any panties on. I need to have her. The pull is growing stronger, and I don’t know how long I’ll be able to resist her. Especially after that private little movie downstairs.

  Erin stops by Lexi and whispers something in her ear, then nods at me.

  I try to look away, like I don’t know they’re talking about me. But I can’t.

  Lexi sends me a wicked smile that quickly disappears when her brother steps up beside her and wraps his arm around her shoulders. I’m forced to stay by the grill, the distance between Lexi and me almost unbearable.

  When the last of the burgers are plated, I abandon my station at the grill and weave my way through the crowd toward Lexi. I stop and talk to a couple of the guys, but it makes me uneasy to leave her unattended. Jack is talking to her now, and I want to punch him.

  Jealousy is a new emotion, and one I really don’t fucking like. The focus I pride myself on having is blurry because of it. My thoughts are no longer rational. What has this woman I just met done to me?

  Walker’s nearby, tossing an inflatable ball to his son and holding a conversation with Chase and his wife at the same time. Putting me constantly in his sight line. Fuck, I can’t talk to Lexi out here. Not for long anyway.

  “Lexi, good to see you again.” It’s the most I can say with Walker nearby, but my hand protectively on her shoulder gives Jack the message to back the fuck off. I’ll give the kid credit; he gets the hint and walks away.

  “Hey, you made it.”

  If only she knew how long I’d really been here. “Wouldn’t have missed it for anything.”

  The air between us sizzles with heat. The heavy rise and fall of her chest is hard to miss, and my eyes drop down to her cleavage. Those fucking tits will be the death of me, too. Every fucking thing about this woman has my nerve endings alive with want.

  “Did you get enough to eat?” she asks.

  There’s only one thing I want to eat: Lexi. I’ve been fantasizing about how her pussy would taste since I saw her fingers playing with it. “I’m going to run inside for a minute.” I lock my eyes on hers, hoping she gets my message. I have about two second before Walker comes over and intervenes.

  “There’s a bathroom downstairs,” Lexi says in a low voice. “Last door at the end of the hall.”

  My dick lurches in my pants, because that’s not a bathroom. That’s her room. “I’ll go check it out.”

  It’s easy enough to slip back downstairs again with the house empty, but it’s hard as fuck waiting for her to follow. I can’t even pace because my footsteps will echo down the hall, right up into the kitchen where the stairs open up to. So I stay hidden in the dark hallway, hoping she won’t make a fool out of me.

  After what feels like an hour, but in reality has been less than five minutes, I see the bottom hem of a yellow sundress floating down the stairs.

  I go to her then, meeting her halfway, because I no longer have any self-control around this woman.

  “Hey,” she says in a shy but still flirty voice.

  Reaching for her hand, I gently lead her into the dark recesses of the hallway where we won’t easily be discovered should someone come down here. Outside her bedroom door, I think about telling her what I saw earlier. But she doesn’t give me a chance.

  Her fingers curl around the belt loops of my jeans and yank me against her.

  My lips are on hers before I have time to blink. Her mouth parts, begging me to enter. Our tongues dance wildly, hungrily. She’s rocking her hips against me, and all I can think about is her pleasuring herself earlier.

  I slide my hands slowly down her body, from her shoulders, to her hips, to her thighs, and back up again. She moans at my touch.

  “I like it when you touch me, Dameon.”

  My name on her lips is fucking hot. The impatient part of me wants to shove up her dress and find out if she’s still missing panties. But the part of me that’s been desperate to touch her since the moment I caught her in the fire station slows me down. I let my hands slowly caress her shoulders and fall to her tits.

  When I squeeze them, she lets out a louder moan.

  “Quiet, babe. We don’t want to get caught.” My lips greedily devour that neck I admired earlier. I slip one hand down the cleavage of her dress and dive until her hard nipple is between my fingers.

  “Take me, Dameon,” she pleads. “Please.”

  “Lexi?” Walker’s voice rings out in the kitchen at the top of the stairs, and we both freeze. Fuck. I can’t believe I let us get so carried away. Of course I can’t fuck her in Walker’s house with him just outside entertaining a party of people here to celebrate Lexi’s accomplishments.

  “Go,” I tell Lexi, removing my hand from her tit. “Before he comes looking.”

  4

  LEXI

  I’m lying in bed later that night, sexually frustrated and all alone. I didn’t get another opportunity to sneak off with Dameon. My brother was watching us like a hawk. I’m not sure what his problem is with Dameon, other than Walker is his boss. Not one person has said anything alarming about him. If he were a player, I’d have cut my losses.

  But I learned that he’s incredibly dedicated to his job and his fitness. He is the one my brother complains about creating the toughest workouts designed to keep the firefighters at their strongest for any call they might encounter.

  Restless, I sneak upstairs to the kitchen to see if any of Erin’s legendary cookies are left from the party.

  “Can’t sleep?” Erin says to me when I reach the top of the stairs.
r />   “Not really.”

  “Here.” She hands me a butterscotch chip cookie, like she’d been reading my mind.

  “Thanks.” Taking a bite, I scan the kitchen and surrounding doorways.

  “Walker is passed out. Don’t worry, it’s just us girls.”

  I want to confide in Erin so badly my stomach hurts. I’ve never had a close girlfriend before. Not one who I could trust completely. But it’s still not fair for me to tangle her in this secret. “Need any help cleaning up?”

  “No, the rest can wait until morning.”

  I can’t do it. I can’t put her in the middle of this. “Thanks for the cookie, Erin.”

  “Would you mind taking those towels downstairs with you?” She nods toward the far counter, at a laundry basket filled with folded bath towels.

  “Of course.” I pick up the basket, prepared to head back to bed in defeat. But in the spot where the basket had been sitting, I spot an emergency call sheet. A quick glance reveals the cell numbers of all of the Stryker County Fire Department. Including Dameon. I look over my shoulder for Erin, but she’s nowhere to be found. Did she mean for me to see this?

  I scribble the number down on a sticky note and take it downstairs with me.

  I last all of three minutes lying in bed before I enter the number in my phone and draft up a text. My heart is pounding in my chest. If I hit send, I can’t go back from that. “Just do it,” I mumble to myself. The spoken words give me a small boost of courage, and I hit send.

  Then I wait.

  And wait.

  It feels like an hour before I see the gray bubble that shows a response in the making, though it’s only been about three minutes.

  Dameon: I’ve been thinking about you all night.

  I clutch the phone to my chest as excitement courses through every nerve ending in my body. He’s been thinking about me.

  Lexi: You have?

  Dameon: I have a confession to make.

  My breath still in my lungs, wondering what he might say.

  Dameon: I saw you.

  Lexi: What?

  Dameon: In your bedroom.

  Dameon: Touching yourself.

  It was him. Crapskies. Even in this dark room, I’m sure I’m red enough to illuminate an entire town in a faint glow. Dameon was the one in the hallway? I try to type a reply three different times, but I don’t know what to say. I’m so embarrassed. No one has ever watched me before.

  Dameon: It was the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen.

  Lexi: It was?

  I don’t necessarily like that my insecurities are escaping like this, but it’s the last reaction I thought he would have. It makes me want him all the more.

  Dameon: Fuck yes it was.

  Before I chicken out, I text back.

  Lexi: When do we get to finish what we started?

  Dameon: Right now.

  A thrill runs through me. Are we about to sext? I’ve never done that with anyone. It always felt dirty, and a little uncomfortable. But with Dameon, I’m game to try anything. In fact, it turns me on. My panties are soaked at the thought of this fantasy playing out.

  Dameon: Can you sneak out?

  Oh. Oh! He wants to meet up. In person. Even better.

  Lexi: Yes.

  Dameon: Meet me down the block by the library in 10

  Sneaking out to meet Dameon is a no-brainer. I’ll worry about sneaking back in later.

  DAMEON

  This is a horrible fucking idea. If Walker finds out his little sister snuck out to see me, he’ll break my nose for sure, maybe my jaw too. I couldn’t blame him, either. But I’ve never been drawn to anyone like I’m drawn to Lexi. I have to have her. It’s pointless to try and stay away.

  I park down the block, hidden by the shadow in case Walker happens to look out his window, but in a direction that gives me a complete view of Lexi walking my way. If anyone tries anything with her, I’ll be out of my truck in a flash.

  She’s wearing a gray hoodie and the shortest purple shorts I’ve ever seen. I can’t wait to peel them off of her.

  When she makes it to the truck, I hop out and meet her by the passenger door. I should get her inside and drive off now, but I can’t resist touching her. I’ve thought about nothing else all day. Especially since our tumble in the hallway. I push her up against the truck, my hands landing on those amazing tits, kneading them through her light sweatshirt. She’s not wearing a bra.

  I kiss her neck, nibbling my way down toward her collar bone.

  “Dameon.” The way she pants my name makes me want to take her right here.

  “We better go, babe.”

  I help her into the truck, then hurry around and get in. As soon as we’re clear of the neighborhood, I race across town to my house.

  Parked in my driveway, I turn to look at her. “Are you sure this is what you want?”

  “Yes.” She doesn’t even hesitate.

  “I need you to be completely sure, because once I get you inside, I’m going to fuck you until you’re screaming my name, Lexi. That’s a promise.”

  “What are you waiting for then?”

  The moment we’re inside, we’re tangled together. Arms wrapped around each other, hands roaming beneath clothes, hungry lips kissing and biting. We clumsily dance our way to the couch and fall into its thick cushions together.

  The heat between us, despite the clothing in the way, is intense. She lays on her back and spreads her legs to invite me in closer. My dick presses through my gym shorts against her center. As the hottest make out session continues, our hips rock in rhythm together. My dick needs to be buried inside her.

  I yank those tiny purple shorts down and find her panties missing. I really like her this way. I dip my head between her legs, covering her cunt with my mouth to taste her. She arches into my face. “You taste so good, Lexi. So fucking good.”

  “You stopped,” she whimpers.

  “I’m going to feast on your pussy later. But right now, I need to fuck you.”

  Her eyes darken with lust as I pull my shirt off and toss it onto the floor. It might even land on a lampshade, but right now the only thing I care about is getting us both naked. And within seconds, we’re both missing all of our clothes.

  “Once I’m inside you, that’s it, Lexi. You belong to me.” I give her a chance to tell me it’s not what she wants. It would kill me if she did, but I don’t want her going into this not knowing. “You will be mine, and only mine.”

  “Good. Get inside me already.”

  Cupping her ass in my hands I lift her center to meet my rock hard cock. I want to go slow, give her a chance to adjust to my size, but I’m not sure I can. I’ve been aching for her nonstop since the moment I saw her spinning on that fire pole. Maybe later, I can get her to give me a private dance.

  On my knees, I line my tip at her center and ease inside. She gasps, and I still.

  “Get. Inside. Me. Now.”

  I don’t need to be told twice. I plunge my full length inside her until she’s completely full of me. I pull out slowly, and plunge back in with speed. I keep this pace until she begs me to speed up. Her ankles lock behind my back. “Faster, Dameon. Harder.”

  Dropping on top of her, I go harder and faster than I ever have with any workout. She’s screaming my name, begging me not to stop. “I’m coming,” she cries out seconds before I feel her pussy tighten around my cock. “Come, Dameon. Come inside me.”

  It’s all the encouragement I need before I release my seed deep inside. Lexi Stone is mine.

  All mine.

  5

  LEXI

  I hated to leave Dameon last night, but knowing my brother is an early riser forced me to go back to his house almost right after I had the most insane orgasm of my life. My legs were still wobbly when I crept my way back to my room and dropped into the bed.

  After I sent Dameon a text to let him know I made it to bed without being caught, I slept like a rock.

  A knock at the door wa
kes me the next morning. “Lexi, you up?” It’s Erin.

  “What time is it?” A yawn escapes as I wipe the sleep out of my eyes. My room is much brighter than it should be for the morning.

  “Almost eleven.”

  “Oh, wow.”

  Erin comes in and closes the door behind her. “You’re glowing.” She sits on the edge of the bed. “Don’t worry, Walker and Jace ran to the store. I want to know all about it.”

  My first instinct is to play dumb, but it’s no use. Erin must’ve put the pieces together last night. “It was like a fantasy. I’ve never experienced anything like it. All I want is … more.”

  “Dameon is a good guy.” There’s approval in Erin’s voice, which makes me feel just the tiniest bit relieved. “I’m really happy for you guys. You both deserve someone great.”

  “But what about Walker?” It’s the elephant in the room that can’t be ignored. “I don’t know how to tell him. I don’t want to cause any problems at the station.”

  Erin takes a deep, thoughtful breath and squeezes my hand. “Walker will come around. Just give him some time.”

  I can’t deny that it’s a little exciting sneaking around with Dameon, but I don’t want to do it forever. I hope my brother will come around very soon. “Should I tell him?”

  “Yes,” Erin says. “But wait until the next shift is over. He’ll need a couple days off to process.” I can read between the lines. Erin doesn’t think it’s wise for Walker to be given such news when he’ll be stuck with Dameon for twenty-four hours right afterward. Their next shift starts at eight in the morning tomorrow.

  “I’ll tell him after the next shift.”