protecting me.”
His jaw bunched. Now he looked at her with flaming blue eyes. “I need to do it. And I don’t care if you like it.”
Shock punched her. Because what she was seeing was not a man who didn’t care about her—Fred cared too much.
Tentatively she reached up and brushed his cheek. His eyes flashed to hers, burning her. He was shy, awkward, on fire .
“What if I told you I don’t mind you showing me off?”
“I… You don’t ?” His tone was all what-the-hell ?
She had to grin.
She wanted to curl one of her legs around his thigh. But what if he pushed her away again? It would hurt so much. It would smash her pride in the dirt.
Holding his gaze, she still couldn’t stop herself from moving closer, from rubbing her red high heel against his boot. The scraping sound it made echoed between them, heavily suggestive in the still night air.
He groaned, shuddering as if she were touching him somewhere much more personal. He caught her arm, holding her firmly. “Don’t play with me.”
Humiliation rose, but she shoved it down, determined to see him this time, to not make assumptions. Fred was subtle, almost as if he needed her to draw him out.
To help him with his confidence.
But at heart she could feel he was steel and fire.
“I wish you would play with me.” She was being totally honest, leaving herself emotionally bared to him. “What do you want, to tie me up? To put a leash on me for the night and parade me around in front of other men?” His eyes flared even hotter. “To spank me? I get wet thinking of you doing all of those things, sugar.”
“You…can’t.”
She cocked a brow at him then took his big callused hand in hers, dipping it under her short skirt and up to her panties. He gasped when he touched her, felt how hot and wet and ready she was.
Never taking his eyes off hers, he delved under her thong, stroking her with one long finger before suddenly impaling her on it. She grabbed his arm in shock, her body quivering on the edge for him already.
“You like that?” His voice was hoarse, but commanding. “Take off the panties.”
Then, as if remembering they were standing just outside the bar, he took her wrist and tugged her into the deep shadows of the woods where his SUV was parked. She leaned against the passenger door and he caged her with his arms.
The only sound was their ragged breathing as she reached down and tugged her thong free so it fell onto the unpaved dirt. She stared at it, finding it somehow weirdly significant that this was the second time she’d done this for him. Would she be stripping at a word from him in future? She suddenly craved it.
“Now lose the skirt.”
She moaned, squeezing her thighs together. His no-nonsense tone was turning her on so much. What would he do to her?
She pulled the hook free on the pink leather and it fell in a rustle at her feet.
Fred kicked it away, along with her panties, leaving her lower body totally exposed to his gaze. He didn’t touch her, he just looked at her.
Then he reached out and cupped her pussy, squeezing it possessively.
When he met her gaze, that hint of colour was back in his cheeks. He was bashful and yet totally in control. It was a hot combination that completely enthralled her.
“Is this mine?”
“Yes,” she whimpered.
He cocked his head as if he was considering just what to do with her. Her pulse thudded in her ears. She couldn’t help pushing herself wantonly into his hand.
He flicked his fingers sharply against her in dismissal and she gasped at the splinter of pain and pleasure. He wasn’t shy in how he handled her.
“You look like you’re doing just fine, boss,” a deep voice said.
Taz .
Dharma swung her head around in shock, seeing the other firefighter watching her with Fred. As her gaze flew to Fred’s, she sensed this wasn’t an accident. For some reason her shy older man wanted Taz here.
Taz made no secret of studying her partial nudity, giving her a considering
His jaw bunched. Now he looked at her with flaming blue eyes. “I need to do it. And I don’t care if you like it.”
Shock punched her. Because what she was seeing was not a man who didn’t care about her—Fred cared too much.
Tentatively she reached up and brushed his cheek. His eyes flashed to hers, burning her. He was shy, awkward, on fire .
“What if I told you I don’t mind you showing me off?”
“I… You don’t ?” His tone was all what-the-hell ?
She had to grin.
She wanted to curl one of her legs around his thigh. But what if he pushed her away again? It would hurt so much. It would smash her pride in the dirt.
Holding his gaze, she still couldn’t stop herself from moving closer, from rubbing her red high heel against his boot. The scraping sound it made echoed between them, heavily suggestive in the still night air.
He groaned, shuddering as if she were touching him somewhere much more personal. He caught her arm, holding her firmly. “Don’t play with me.”
Humiliation rose, but she shoved it down, determined to see him this time, to not make assumptions. Fred was subtle, almost as if he needed her to draw him out.
To help him with his confidence.
But at heart she could feel he was steel and fire.
“I wish you would play with me.” She was being totally honest, leaving herself emotionally bared to him. “What do you want, to tie me up? To put a leash on me for the night and parade me around in front of other men?” His eyes flared even hotter. “To spank me? I get wet thinking of you doing all of those things, sugar.”
“You…can’t.”
She cocked a brow at him then took his big callused hand in hers, dipping it under her short skirt and up to her panties. He gasped when he touched her, felt how hot and wet and ready she was.
Never taking his eyes off hers, he delved under her thong, stroking her with one long finger before suddenly impaling her on it. She grabbed his arm in shock, her body quivering on the edge for him already.
“You like that?” His voice was hoarse, but commanding. “Take off the panties.”
Then, as if remembering they were standing just outside the bar, he took her wrist and tugged her into the deep shadows of the woods where his SUV was parked. She leaned against the passenger door and he caged her with his arms.
The only sound was their ragged breathing as she reached down and tugged her thong free so it fell onto the unpaved dirt. She stared at it, finding it somehow weirdly significant that this was the second time she’d done this for him. Would she be stripping at a word from him in future? She suddenly craved it.
“Now lose the skirt.”
She moaned, squeezing her thighs together. His no-nonsense tone was turning her on so much. What would he do to her?
She pulled the hook free on the pink leather and it fell in a rustle at her feet.
Fred kicked it away, along with her panties, leaving her lower body totally exposed to his gaze. He didn’t touch her, he just looked at her.
Then he reached out and cupped her pussy, squeezing it possessively.
When he met her gaze, that hint of colour was back in his cheeks. He was bashful and yet totally in control. It was a hot combination that completely enthralled her.
“Is this mine?”
“Yes,” she whimpered.
He cocked his head as if he was considering just what to do with her. Her pulse thudded in her ears. She couldn’t help pushing herself wantonly into his hand.
He flicked his fingers sharply against her in dismissal and she gasped at the splinter of pain and pleasure. He wasn’t shy in how he handled her.
“You look like you’re doing just fine, boss,” a deep voice said.
Taz .
Dharma swung her head around in shock, seeing the other firefighter watching her with Fred. As her gaze flew to Fred’s, she sensed this wasn’t an accident. For some reason her shy older man wanted Taz here.
Taz made no secret of studying her partial nudity, giving her a considering
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