His Curvy Surprise (Alpha Colorado Firefighters Book 4)

by Anna Heskin

  “I’m coming,” Cody shouted moments before his hot liquid shot into the back of my throat. I held onto his thick muscular thighs for dear life as he emptied into me.

  Sweat glistened all over Cody when we finished. I gave him a big smile. “Now, wasn’t that better than sex with a condom?”

  He grinned. “Well, I have no basis for comparison. I haven’t been inside your pussy. As hot as you are, it could kill me.”

  Cody was the first man I felt an urgent need to give myself to. But I wasn’t ready yet to drop my guard and risk being impregnated by a man I just got reacquainted with the day before.

  “Let’s get cleaned up and get breakfast. I’m starving,” I said.

  “One more kiss first,” Cody said. He lifted me off the mattress and into his lap, then smashed his lips against mine. His appetite for me burned stronger than his want for food. After several minutes of passionate kisses, I pulled back.

  “We’ll have to check out soon. Better get some food first,” I said.

  “Okay, but only because I want that hot body of yours to get its nutrition,” Cody said.

  After cleaning up the best I could with hotel soap, I had to put on my clothes from the day before, sans wet panties. I hung on Cody’s arm as we walked downstairs for breakfast.

  What else is today going to bring? I think I’m liking the grown up Cody.

  8

  Cody

  The lower half of my body still tingled as Alyssa and I grabbed a quick breakfast in the cafe. My mind was still blown by what happened in my bed. It’s probably like what astronauts experienced when they first left the earth’s orbit.

  “It’s too bad we have to leave this morning,” I said as Alyssa slathered strawberry cream cheese on a bagel. I’d never see her mouth the same again.

  “Yeah. This has been the best job I’ve ever worked.”

  “You already know I’m starting firefighter training tomorrow,” I said. “What’s in store for your week?”

  “I have to touch up the photos from the shoot and get them to the client as fast as possible,” Alyssa said.

  I grabbed Alyssa’s hands after she set down her bagel. Looking deep into her gorgeous blue eyes, I said, “Alyssa—what happened between us upstairs—it wasn’t just me wanting to get off. I see something more in you.”

  Alyssa smiled. “Oh, Cody. I feel it too.”

  “I want to continue getting to know you. I know we’re both going back to Denver today but I want to see you again.”

  “Of course,” Alyssa said.

  I swallowed down the last of my coffee. “The trainee schedule will be nuts but we can find some time together.”

  “I’m flexible this time of the year,” Alyssa said.

  We grabbed our bags, and she followed me to the front desk as I checked out. The manager interrupted the transaction. “Sir, are you traveling east?”

  “Yes, to Denver,” I said.

  “Another snowstorm is blowing through. They thought it would stay to the north, but it changed course.”

  Alyssa put her hand on my back. “What are we going to do?”

  I checked a website on my phone I’d found to be the most accurate for road and weather reports. “Right now they’re saying four-wheel-drive vehicles should manage okay if they go slow.”

  “Screw it,” Alyssa said. “I’ll chance it because I have to get home to edit these photos.”

  I grabbed her hand. “No, you won’t. I don’t want anything happening to you. You can ride in my truck, I’ll take you home.” The urge to protect her rose above all else.

  “You don’t have to do that,” Alyssa said.

  “I know. I want to protect you, Alyssa.”

  “What about my car? I can’t just leave it out here.”

  “I’ll arrange to get it back to you. Hell, I’ll Uber out here and get it if I have to. I’ll even let you borrow my truck until then, if you need it. You’re not driving in that shit out there.”

  “Fine,” Alyssa said, rubbing my back.

  Only a thin layer of snow covered the roads as we left the resort and headed east. Enough traffic had created tire tracks; I didn’t have to turn on four-wheel drive. According to the radar, the snow would be thicker later in the drive.

  “Thanks for looking out for me,” Alyssa said. I glanced over to the passenger seat and was struck by her beauty.

  As we headed down a long downhill stretch of interstate, I noticed a car pulled over ahead with its hazard lights on. With nobody behind me, I slowed down to a crawl as I noticed their hood popped up. I angled in front of the car and parked on the shoulder ahead of them.

  “What are you doing?” Alyssa asked.

  “Seeing what their trouble is.”

  “Are you crazy? They can call someone for help. Haven’t you watched movies? It could be a trap.” I couldn’t tell if she was kidding or paranoid.

  “Look at me. Do you think I’m afraid?”

  I walked back to the disabled car and motioned the driver to roll down the window. A timid older woman’s face greeted me. “What seems to be the trouble?” I asked.

  “Smoke was coming from under the hood and my gauge said it’s overheating,” she said.

  “Let me look.” It didn’t take long to see the problem. The hose clamp on her radiator had come loose, causing coolant to leak out until it overheated. I walked back up to her window with a big smile on my face. “This is an easy fix. I’ll be right back.”

  I retrieved a wrench and a flathead screwdriver from my toolbox, plus a jug of water I had left over from my last trip to the gym. After securing the hose back onto the radiator and tightening the clamp, I emptied the gallon of water into the reservoir. She’d been on the side of the road for a while, given how much things had cooled down.

  I slammed down her hood and walked back to the window. “Go ahead, try to start it up,” I said.

  To my relief, the car came back to life. “It’s a good thing you stopped before too much damage occurred,” I said.

  “So can I drive it?” she asked.

  “Yes, but go straight to a shop. If you keep moving, that water should be enough to keep the engine cool. They’ll need to give you the right ratio of antifreeze to water and top it off. I see you have all-wheel drive. Just be careful in the snow.”

  The old woman looked like she’d cry. “Thank you, sir.”

  “Don’t mention it. Have a good day.”

  I watched her pull away then got into my truck. “I’m glad she’s fixed,” I said to Alyssa. “It would’ve taken forever to get help out here.”

  Alyssa pulled my face to hers and kissed me. After a minute of our tongues getting reacquainted, she said, “that was so hot to see you helping like that.”

  “I’ll be helping the public every day as a fireman. I hope that melts your panties.”

  “Everything about you melts my panties,” she said. Her words plastered a grin on my face for miles.

  Alyssa held my hand and rested her head on my shoulder as we descended into the Denver area. My truck handled the snow-covered roads with only a slight slowdown. We never saw the old woman’s car again, so I assumed she made it back to the city.

  For whatever odd reason, I did not feel the usual hesitation with Alyssa. She was the last woman I would’ve ever expected to trust with my feelings and urges. I wanted to drop her off at home, yet claim her at the same time.

  “Navigate me to your house once we hit the Five Points neighborhood,” I said.

  “Will do,” Alyssa said. “Are you excited about the calendar coming out? Showing off your hot body?”

  I shuddered as the realization hit me—perhaps putting myself out there like that wasn’t the best way to fast track my way to leadership.

  “Cody? You look like you saw a ghost.”

  I cleared my throat. “I’d like to rescind my permission to use my photo.”

  Alyssa’s mouth dropped. “What? You can’t do that.”

  “Sure I can. It’s my
image. I signed something. I’m taking that away.”

  “Why?”

  “As a recruit, it doesn’t send the right message to my superiors.”

  “They won’t give a shit,” Alyssa said, raising her voice. “You’re helping a charity.”

  “I want to be taken more seriously.”

  “Well, you can’t just tell me you’ve changed your mind. Tell the charity.”

  “Fine. I will.”

  “Damn it all,” Alyssa muttered.

  “Why do you care? You got hundreds of shots of the others. People won’t mind if Mr. February gets another pose in the fall,” I said.

  “You’re making this difficult. I barely have time to prepare the images. I don’t want to deliver only eleven firefighters.”

  As we entered her neighborhood, she wouldn’t look at me. The only words she uttered were basic directions to her house as she stared out her window.

  Am I overthinking the calendar thing? Fuck me running.

  9

  Alyssa

  I didn’t understand why Cody wanted to back out of the calendar. As a hunky firefighter, his image could make a lot of money for the charity. Why should he worry about what his leaders thought? I’m sure they’d only judge him on his character and skills at firefighting.

  “This is my block,” I said, pointing to the right. A light dusting of snow covered the streets, far from the amount in the mountains. It would melt in the city by later in the afternoon.

  As Cody pulled up into the driveway of the house I rented, I noticed something amiss at the garage. “What’s wrong?” Cody asked as he saw my face.

  “It looks like my side garage door is open.” I hopped out of the truck and rushed over.

  I stood frozen, unsure whether to be scared or pissed off. “What’s up?” Cody asked as he approached.

  “Someone kicked in the door,” I said.

  “Shit,” Cody said. “His tracks are snowed over but he could be in there. Step aside, let me be sure the garage is clear. If he’s hiding inside, I’ll beat his ass to a pulp.”

  I stayed outside in the crisp air while Cody stormed the garage. He came back out thirty seconds later. “So?” I asked.

  “There’s nothing in there. Did you store anything in there?”

  “My bike,” I said.

  “It’s gone.”

  “Dammit.”

  “What kind of bike was it?”

  “Just a cheap hybrid I used to cruise around the neighborhood or go to the store sometimes. Got it at a yard sale,” I said. It wasn’t the bike I cared about but I hated being violated.

  “Let’s check the house,” Cody said.

  My hands trembled as I pulled the house key out of my purse. I had expensive photography equipment in there.

  Cody checked the back door, and it still appeared secure. He walked back around to the front porch. “All the windows and doors appear to be unbreached.”

  “What should I do?” I asked Cody as we walked through the house to make sure everything was okay.

  “Call the cops to file a report. Then, let your landlord know.”

  I called the non-emergency number and explained the issue. The dispatcher took my report over the phone. I told her I didn’t need an officer to come over. My landlord said his only surprise was that it hadn’t happened sooner. I made a mental note to look for a new place when the lease was over.

  “I can install a new door at your garage,” Cody said.

  “Thank you for your offer, and your muscle, but my landlord said he’d do it.”

  “I just want to make sure you’re taken care of,” Cody said.

  My stomach fluttered at the thought of him taking care of me but then the truck conversation popped back into my mind. “You can take care of me by letting me submit your photos,” I said.

  Cody shook his head. “Alyssa—not right now. Let me think about it.”

  “Fine,” I said. “So when can you come back and take me to get my car?”

  “I’m not going anywhere,” Cody said.

  “What do you mean?”

  “Someone broke into your property. I’m staying here to protect you.”

  “You can’t stay here forever,” I said.

  “I have a buddy who works in the alarm business. I’ll get him to come out tomorrow morning and I’ll pay for it. When I leave for the fire station, I want to know you’re safe.”

  My anger over the photos subsided. “Cody, thank you.” I wrapped my arms around his taut midsection and took in his manly scent.

  “Kiss me,” Cody said as I pulled out of the hug. I leaned my face upward and accepted his mouth on mine. His kiss began with a gentle touch, escalating to harsh and heated. Blood rushed to the area between my legs and I could feel the lump in his pants grow.

  “Hold on,” I said, patting my hand against his chest. “I have to take a shower and get out of these clothes. I feel like a greasy bum.”

  “Need my help?” Cody asked with a wink.

  “No,” I pointed. “You stay here. Make sure nobody busts in.” I still felt miffed about the calendar thing.

  I went down the hallway to my only bathroom and enjoyed the hot shower stream as it washed away two days’ worth of dirt and sweat. In reality I wasn’t that dirty. It took all my strength to not diddle myself in the shower. Cody had me so turned on from the kissing but I wanted to hurry and return to him. Perhaps with some sweet talking, he’d drop his hesitation to be in the calendar.

  When I exited the bathroom wearing only a robe, I found Cody in my bedroom, holding one of my spare cameras. “What are you doing with that?” I asked.

  “It’s your turn,” Cody said.

  “What do you mean?”

  “You took my pictures yesterday. Now it’s my turn to shoot some sexy poses.”

  “I don’t think so,” I said.

  “Alyssa, you’re sexy as fuck. I want to capture it and show you.”

  I sighed. “As long as we delete them afterward.” I didn’t want to end up on a revenge porn site or something.

  “Kneel on the bed,” Cody said.

  I got on the mattress and let my robe slide off one shoulder, exposing the rounded top of one breast. “Like this, baby?” I made a mock pose with duck lips and ran my hand through my wet hair.

  “Oh yeah,” Cody said, hitting the shutter button every couple of seconds. “Show more of those sexy thighs and feet.”

  I drew my legs up toward my chest while covering my bare pussy with my hand. After loosening the top of my robe, one nipple teased Cody in the open air.

  “Damn,” Cody said, shaking his head. I could see his cock trying to bust through the zipper on his pants.

  “How about this?” I asked, getting on all fours and arching my ass high in the air while covering both of my holes with only two fingers. I then spread them out, exposing everything to his viewfinder.

  “I can’t take this anymore,” Cody said as he unfastened his pants.

  I climbed off the bed and took the camera out of his hands. “These pictures have to go away,” I said.

  “Hold on,” Cody said. “Maybe I’d like a copy.”

  I hit the ‘confirm’ button on the camera when it asked if I wanted to delete all images. “Now you know what it’s like to not get the photos you took,” I said.

  Cody shook his head and smiled. “I told you I’d think about it still.”

  “There isn’t much time,” I said as I yanked his pants to his ankles. His boxer briefs barely contained his swollen cock.

  “Two can play that game,” Cody said and slid my robe off my shoulders, allowing it to fall to the floor.

  “Prepare to be depantsed.” I slid his underwear down, exposing the great beast within.

  I had never felt so ready for sex. My pussy dripped as my hands explored Cody’s tattooed arms and his bulging chest. He picked me up like I weighed nothing. As I wrapped my thighs around his waist, I said, “Cody. Take me now.”

  The safety and pro
tection I felt in the man’s arms was unreal. I needed to be even closer to him.

  10

  Cody

  My cock throbbed against Alyssa’s stomach as I held her up around my waist. The heat between our bodies threatened to melt us into a puddle. I couldn’t wait to make her mine.

  “What about the missed pill last night?” I asked, not wanting to slow down once we got started.

  “Don’t worry about it,” Alyssa said, pointing at my bag on the floor. “Is that the bag with condoms?”

  “Yes.”

  “That’s good enough for tonight,” she said.

  Without hesitation, my tongue found its way back into her mouth. She moaned as our tongues slid and danced around each other, our hearts racing and palms sweating.

  I laid Alyssa down on the bed and climbed on top of her. We continued to kiss as our bodies writhed and ached to become one.

  Any fear of vulnerability or relationships melted away when I was with Alyssa. It felt different with her, and I wasn’t sure why. But I vowed to enjoy the ride.

  “Cody…” Alyssa said between moans.

  “Yes, my queen?” I nibbled at the soft skin above her collarbone.

  “Oh, dear God,” Alyssa whispered.

  “Were you saying something?” I asked.

  “Cody… I’ve never done this.”

  My balls tightened, and I thought I’d come right there. “You’re a virgin?”

  “Yes,” she whimpered.

  “How? I mean, the blowjob and all this. You’re so good.”

  “I’ve done everything else. Just have wanted no one inside me. Until now, with you.”

  “Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you,” I said.

  A cougar who I mowed grass for the summer before college took my virginity, after she invited me inside for ‘cookies’ one too many times. It required no relationship, so it wasn’t scary. Despite all the women who had thrown themselves at me, I’d never had sex with a virgin. Now, the woman I felt the strongest feelings for in my life wanted me to be her first.

  Alyssa reached down, grabbed my cock, and slid the tip around her juices. “Get a condom. I don’t need or even want foreplay right now.”

  My breathing went into overdrive as I stood above her curvy, soft body that burned with desire and ached to have me penetrate. I quickly got a condom and knelt above her. After taking it out of the package, I handed it to Alyssa. “Here. You put it on me.”