Men of Firehouse 44: Colby and Bianca's Story

by Crystal G. Smith

  And then when she had gotten out of his truck and began marching into the building, no doubt pissed off, that even turned him on more. He had to pace himself when he watched her twiddle with trembling fingers to get the damn key in the knob to unlock her door.

  She walked through the door, leaving it wide open. He smiled, yep, he was invited. Whether she wanted him to be or not didn’t matter, she was his.

  If his cock wasn’t hard enough, it sure in the hell was when he watched Bianca grab a hold of her shirt and pull it off, dropping it to the floor. Her fingers fumbled with her bra and then it lay only a few feet away as she continued to march her ass into her bedroom.

  Just where he wanted her, he thought, then her door slammed. Again he smiled, his cock throbbed, he loved a good challenge.

  He walked to the door and gripped the knob. He was surprised to find she hadn’t locked it at all. He entered, finding her laying in bed on her side, comforter pulled up to her neck as if she were going to sleep. But then, her jeans lay to one side of the room and about four feet away were her panties.

  He began removing his clothing as his mouth went to work. “We are going to talk about this.”

  “No. What’s there to talk about? You apparently like kink, I don’t. There can never be anything between us.”

  He didn’t like the tone in her voice. No, he hated the tone in her voice. It was empty. But what was worse was the sniffle that followed.

  “Please leave.” She whispered.

  Like hell he would. When he was as naked as her, he walked to the bed, pulled back the blankets and flipped her to her back. The look of surprise in her eyes made his cock jump harder than ever before.

  Her mouth opened, but he didn’t give her time to say anything. He crashed his mouth to hers. She resisted at first, but a few sweeps of his tongue across her lips brought her anger to a halt, and a brief smile to his lips before he thrust his tongue inside.

  Again he wanted to smile when he heard the faintest of moans escape her lips, but then, he wasn’t about to give her time to rethink anything. He kept his tongue, his lips moving across hers.

  He felt her arms wrap around him, pulling him closer to her and he chuckled. He knew she wouldn’t be able to resist him long. Now comfortable, and knowing she was in the same place as he, he moved from her mouth, nipping at her jaw. Teasing her neck, he moved down lower until his mouth was latched on to her nipple. He sucked and gripped it with his teeth, pulling it and then letting it go with a pop of his mouth.

  His mouth moved to the other nipple, doing the same as he did to the first. Elongating her nipples, sucking and teasing while his hand moved lower. He brushed against the flat of her abdomen before dipping into her juicy folds.

  He heard her gasp and his fingers circled her erected nub. Pressing in, he alternated between hard and soft circles until she was squirming against his hand.

  He raised his head, keeping his fingers moving, he looked down at her. Her teeth were clenched down on her lower lip, muffling her cries. Her eyes were closed. Her skin was flushed and a gleam of sweat was appearing on her forehead. She was close.

  He moved his fingers down, thrusting two inside of her. His thumb continued to move on her clit while his fingers found her g-spot, pressing in and massaging. She clenched around his fingers.

  “Ohhhh…Jesus….Christ…..Yes!” She cried as he pushed her over the edge.

  He moved his thumb, but he kept the steady pressure inside of her, milking every last ounce of orgasm and extending her release.

  She stilled, smiling up at him.

  “I’m sorry.” He whispered.

  “You’re forgiven.” She smiled.

  “No, seriously, I had no right to act like that with you.”

  “Wait until my monthly rolls around. I get extremely hormonal. But then, you’ve already seen me like that.”

  “When?”

  “The tree.” She chuckled.

  Colby laughed. Well that explained a lot. “Well, now that we have that out of the way. I know what to expect now. Don’t mess with you or your cat and I can keep my head.” He smiled.

  “Pretty much. Now are we going to keep talking or are you going to keep showing me how sorry you are?”

  “Yes, Ma’am.” He said.

  “Oh, wait.” She said.

  He could see the apprehension in her eyes, he heard it in her voice. He waited. Watching her, reading her.

  “I…want to try something.”

  And here it goes, he thought. She had been to that damn club and now she was going to want to try something. Didn’t she know that he could never hurt her?

  “Okay.” He couldn’t believe he had just said that. Son of a bitch! Then he saw the excitement in her eyes. What the hell was she up to?

  -Bianca-

  “Lay on your back.” She said, moving off the bed and standing beside it, watching as he did as she asked. She didn’t know where this was coming from, but the inner woman inside of her was telling her, this was right.

  “Close your eyes.” She whispered.

  He smirked. “Well, I can tell it’s nothing like I was thinking which both puts me at ease and terrifies the shit out of me at the same time. What do you have up your sleeve?”

  “Just close your eyes. Please.” She smiled.

  He slowly closed his eyes and she moved to her dresser. She pulled out three scarves. She had never done anything like this in her entire life, but she wanted to try this.

  She walked back to the bed, feeling the ball of nerves in her stomach grow. What if this isn’t what he wants? What if he thinks she is a freak? What if…What if….What if…. Her mind tortured her, slowing her movements.

  Slowly, she moved on the bed with him, straddling him. She laid two scarves to the side and then slowly moved the first up his chest, and over his eyes.

  “Lift your head.”

  He did, but she could see his hesitation.

  “I just want to try this. If it’s not for us, then okay. Just thought we could add a little spice.”

  He smiled then.

  She tied the scarf tight enough that she was sure he couldn’t see or wriggle it free and then grabbed the next. She gripped his wrist, tying one end around his wrist and then pulling it tight to the bed post and then repeated the other side.

  She smiled when his cock twitched against her bottom. He liked this. He might be nervous about what she could do to him, but the idea of it was turning him on.

  “Um…Just let me know if you want to stop.”

  “Okay.” He said, smiling.

  She smoothed her hands over his chest, rubbing him, up and down, in circles. His nipple sliding between her fingers as she moved around his bare skin. There was nothing sexual about this. She had intended on giving him a message, relaxing him, and then riding him. But her body took over and the next thing she knew, she was grinding herself against him.

  Her idea of a message flew out the window as she lowered her head and teased his nipples. Nipping just as he had done to hers, while keeping the steady movement of her hips up.

  He thrust his hips up at her with a growl, “Are you trying to kill me?”

  She chuckled, “No.” Then she brought her hips back down and impaled herself with him. She moaned, rising up and down. She was definitely ready for him. She could feel her juices flowing around him.

  Her head fell back as he brought his knees up. She reached back, holding them for support as she picked up her pace. Up and down, she took him.

  He growled, “Let me go.”

  She stopped, untied the scarves from the post. He reached up pulled off the blindfold and gripped her quickly, flipping her over while keeping his cock buried.

  He gripped her knees, pushing them up to her ears.

  The change in position made her scream out. He slowed, lowering her legs.

  “No! Don’t stop!” She yelled.

  He forced her legs up again and began hammering inside of her.

  She could feel he
rself about to go over the edge, but she was fighting it. She wanted to wait for him.

  “I’m not gonna last.” He cried.

  She smiled, letting herself go. She felt her body tremble, twitch and the clench tight just as she felt him spill his seed with one last thrust.

  -Colby-

  Colby rolled to his side, taking her with him, holding her tight as the last waves made their course through his body.

  “That was….mm-mm.”

  “Back at ya, babe.” He said, catching his breath.

  Colby had never been tied up like that before. There was something to say for it though. It was definitely something he would try to do again.

  “I’m so tired and….”

  Colby smiled. “And what?” He asked, kissing her forehead.

  “Hungry.” Bianca laughed.

  “Give me a few.” He chuckled.

  She slapped his chest, “Not for that. Food.”

  “Fine.” He said teasing, getting out of bed and walking from the room.

  Inside her fridge, he found a cantaloupe, kiwi, strawberries and can of redi whip. He smiled. The cleaned the fruit and sliced it up then carried it all back to the bedroom. He would let her eat some, but then it was his turn to eat some.

  He walked into the room and stopped, shaking his head. The subtle snoring coming from the bed was no doubt the alcohol kicking her ass. She wasn’t just sleeping, she was passed smooth out.

  Chapter Fourteen

  -Bianca-

  Bianca woke with the worst case of cotton mouth and a pounding in her head. She groaned as she wiped at her eyes.

  “That good, huh?” Colby’s raspy voice filled her ear.

  “Oh, yeah. Remind me never to drink again. Ever.” She said.

  “That’s what everyone says.” He chuckled.

  She rolled out of bed and headed to the bathroom. She downed two extra strength Tylenol, washed them down with a full glass to ward of the hand-over, brushed her teeth, turned on the shower and stepped in.

  The hot water was exactly what she needed. She was sore and if she didn’t know any better, the bits and pieces of last night’s memories told her why. She couldn’t believe that she had tied him up. What the hell had gotten in to her? Maybe it was the fact that he had found her in that club, or maybe it was the fact that in the moment, she didn’t care.

  She heard the shuffling of the shower curtain and went to turn, but strong and steady hands on her hips stopped her.

  She gasped as he brought his lips down on her shoulder, kissing her gently.

  Did he really wanna go again? Could she go again? She was sore already. She didn’t know if her body could handle a round two. But with the way his lips were feeling, she would definitely give it a try.

  His hand moved around her, squeezing one nipple then taking the weight of her breast in his hand testing it and lightly squeezing her.

  His other hand moved down, across her navel and straight to her clit. His finger slid easily into her fold, surprising her. She was wet already and he was only just beginning.

  Slowly, his hand left her breast, sliding around to her back, gently pushing her forward. She placed her hands flat on the shower wall as he used his foot to nudge her feet further apart. Then his hand left her. She closed her eyes, waiting for him to push inside her.

  Then the shower turned off and his tongue went to work. Her hips jerked, her eyes bolted open, looking down. She could see him between her legs, dining on her pussy. His eyes met hers and for a moment, she wanted to look away, but couldn’t. This was the hottest thing she had ever experienced or seen on any porn in her entire life.

  She watched him lick her, suck her, and make her squirm. The amusement in his eyes told all. He was enjoying this just as much if not more than she was, although, she didn’t see how.

  The feeling of his tongue against her hard nub sent her over quickly. Her head fell back, and her knees buckled. Thankfully, Colby, had a grip on her.

  He chuckled as he lowered her down into his lap, turning the shower back on as well.

  “How was that for a morning shower?” He laughed.

  “Best shower ever.”

  -Colby-

  “Damn straight it was.” He added. Best shower he could remember as well and he wasn’t even finished yet. After standing them both up, he again pressed her forward, lined his cock up to her entrance and slowly made his way home.

  “Mm-mm.” She moaned.

  He loved the sounds that he could work out of her. The more she moaned, squealed and jerked, the harder it was to maintain his control. Every sound that came from her beautiful mouth was his brain began firing, telling his dick to get harder.

  He held her hips, being careful to not put her head into the shower wall as he fucked her. He wanted to fuck her good, not knock her out.

  As he thrust inside of her, he could feel himself inching closer to his own release. There was something about being inside Bianca that tossed his stamina straight out the door.

  He clenched his teeth, trying to think about work, firetrucks, fire hoses, but no matter what he thought about, it wasn’t working.

  “I’m gonna come. Come with me!” He yelled, spilling his seed into her. It was harder than hell, but he kept his rhythm up long enough to push her over a few seconds after him.

  Their breathing was heavy and then he noticed something. When he breathed, she breathed. They were completely in sync with each other. Everything about their relationship was perfect. She was perfect. And he knew what he needed to do.

  Chapter Fifteen

  -Bianca-

  Friday rolled around and thank god it did. Bianca had been going crazy not seeing Colby for a week. He said that he had to work all week and then he wanted Friday morning to rest up. She was more than excited to see him. They were set to meet at six and he was taking her to Gatlinburg for the weekend. She had never been on a vacation like that before.

  The school bell couldn’t ring soon or loud enough. The kids seemed unusually excited today, but hell she couldn’t blame them. Everyone loved the weekend. This weekend was just set to be different for her.

  As soon as the classroom cleared, Bianca grabbed her things and headed for the door. She had butterflies in her belly just thinking about getting to see her love tonight. The surprise waiting outside for her was more than she could have imagined.

  Colby stood there wearing a pair of dark jeans and a dark blue polo shirt and the children were lined up in front of them as if they were getting ready for a class picture.

  Then one by one they held up a sign.

  W-I-L-L Y-O-U M-A-R-R-Y M-E ?

  Tears filled her eyes. And in one word, all hell broke loose.

  Then from behind the group of kids, came little Tiffany. She gasped, she had completely forgotten about her.

  “Hello, sweetheart.” Bianca hugged her tightly. “How are you doing?”

  “Better. I need to tell you something.”

  “You can tell me anything.” Bianca smiled.

  “He saved me. He did. It was just like in the movies. Now I have to do something for him.” Tiffany pulled her hand from behind her back and handed her a single red rose. “It’s from him. He said that red means love.”

  “Yes, it does.”

  “So what are you going to say?” Tiffany smiled.

  By that time, Colby was behind Tiffany, smiling widely.

  “Yes.” She cried.

  Colby came to her wrapping her in his arms and spinning around. The kids yelled and screamed, carrying on with hoots and hollers. The air was thick with their excitement.

  Kissing her lips gently, he then turned to the kids lowering her back to the ground he kept his arms around her.

  “Ready, Tommy?” Colby asked one of her students.

  Bianca looked at the little boy who was shaking his head yes rapidly.

  Colby smiled big and swooped her off her feet again, cradling her in his arms. “That’s how it’s done.” He smiled. “Are you ready
for the rest of our lives to begin?”

  Happiness bubbling in her throat preventing any words from coming out. Bianca smiled, nodding yes.

  “Starting with your apartment first.” Pushing the door to the school open he carried her outside.

  “I thought we were going to Gatlinburg?” Bianca laughed.

  “We’ll get there.” He answered, rushing to his truck. “First, I need to be alone with you.”

  The End

  Sneak Peak

  Men of Firehouse 44

  Drew and Crystal’s Story

  Chapter 0ne

  Fishing the keys out of herpocketwas not an easy task for the petite brunette. Juggling a box that was almost as tall as she was in one arm while tugging the keys out of the pocket of her daisy dukes was an undertaking she was up to. She had decided she wanted to be independent of others and if that meant not excepting help from anyone then so be it.

  Keeping a look out for any unsavory characters, she breathed a sigh of relief when she felt the keys finally slide out. Her dad would have a fit if he knew where her shop was located. The street across from her was dark. The lights having been knocked out just last week during a break-in. She had taken the precaution to install new lighting at each end of her storefront as well as above the door. The price was right and there was no way she could have opened if she had to save more money. She was not going to use any of the trust fund money that had become hers on her twenty third birthday. She was determined to prove she could make it on her own.

  It helped having the apartment upstairs that she was able to use. She spent many late nights in the shop cleaning and moving things around until everything was perfect. Dragging her spent body up the stairs was a lot easier than having to drive to a separate apartment.

  Slipping the key into the door, she turned the handle and felt her chest fill with pride when she stepped inside and flipped on the lights. Setting her box down, she looked around her. The place had come a long way since she had rented it. She had spent many nights on her knees in here scrubbing the floors and counters as well as hanging various posters of different tattoos. Once she had the place shining, she placed her order for her equipment.