I was calling you earlier when your name and number flashed up on my cell’s screen. But instead of it being you, it was Chris.”“You still have my number programed into your phone?
Lie on your stomach,” I ordered between kisses.He pulled away. “Why?”“Just do it.
Come, Adan,” Lock ordered. “Come so hard you squeeze every fucking drop of cum from my cock.
It’d take a lot more than a quick fuck to lose me, Lockland.”He smiled and nipped my lower lip. “Plus,” I murmured, pulling back, “your cock is pretty nice. I think my ass would miss it.
Mmm, carry me.”I laughed, reaching for my sweatpants. “I carry girls, boys, and women, not fully grown capable men.”“Slacker.” He grinned, shoving me.
What?” The corner of his mouth turned up, his white teeth gleaming in the light.“Just thinking how hot you are.”He scoffed and playfully rolled his eyes. “Thanks—but aren’t all firefighters hot? I mean, we do basically live in fire.
Touch me. Kiss me. I want you. I’ve never done it just for my pleasure, just for fun.
Is it okay?”I nodded and continued chewing. “Y-you made me my first sub.”He smiled. “You remembered.
I’ve wanted to do that since you saved me.” -Lockland
Hmm, do you mind if I put out your fire then?” I brushed his earlobe with my upper lip.
Sometimes, I just want to be comforted—I don’t want to be or appear to be stronger than I am.
You’re scared of sharing me in case you lose me?” – Adan
Fuck… that was…” “Good?” I grinned, licking my lips, looking up at him. “Shit yeah!” Jay wailed.
Have a drink, Coughffles.” “Stop it with the names!” I laughed and coughed.
Ouch. What is that?”“Water, you wimp.” Humor colored his tone and when I looked up, he was smirking again, but this time it was different. He was beaming, radiating—like he used to.
A smile curved the corners of his mouth under the dust-and soot-covered visor. “You’re crying? I answered his question with my tear-stricken gaze.“I’m not going anywhere.” He reached his hand out and I grasped it tightly.
I’m not leaving him, Sam! And I’m not waiting for the others to help.
Now,” he murmured huskily into my ear, licking the skin below my lobe. I shivered. “It’s your turn.”“Tease.
Gee, you don’t sugarcoat things, do you?” “At least if I’m at a club, I won’t have you pressuring me.”“No, you’ll have heaps of strangers instead.