Page 12 of Silver Fox Firefighters Next Door

I held her by her hips and groaned when her tongue stroked past my lips. She set the pace of the kiss and I let her, happy to be along for the ride until she sucked on the tip of my tongue. I gripped the back of her head and took control, kissing her deeper and tasting whiskey on her tongue. Eve ran her hands over my shoulders and down my back before circling them around to my stomach. I paused with my mouth over hers as her hand settled heavily on my dick.

“Eve…”

She unbuckled my belt and unbuttoned my jeans before struggling to pull the zipper down. “Don’t say anything, Nash. Please. Just…fuck me.”

My mind took a backseat to my dick and I swung my leg over the bike to stand up and shove my jeans down low enough to free my dick. Eve gasped when she saw my size but it didn’t stop her from climbing off the bike and pushing her jeans down her hips.

I spun her around and bent her over my bike, not giving a shit about anything but getting my dick inside her. I ran my cock head through her wetness and then buried every inch in one hard stroke.

“Nash! Shit!” Eve screamed out and threw her head back to look at me over her shoulder. “Don’t stop!”

She was so tight I stopped breathing for a second. Her pussy was hot and wet, perfect to take all of me. I told myself to take it slow, to go easy on her, but the sound of her moaning shut out those warnings in my head. I gripped her shoulders and started to fuck her.

I bit my lip and swore, grunting with each deep thrust. Reaching under her, I cupped her tits and rode her harder, listening as the pitch of her moans got higher. Stroking one hand down her stomach, I slid my fingers between her legs and found her clit.

“Nash! Oh, god! Yes!” She threw her head back and screamed as her pussy clamped down on my dick. She came hard, her nails digging into my arm as she grabbed it. She tried to tug my hand away from her clit but I ignored her and fucked her through her first orgasm and into a second one.

Her screams were wild as she came, her nails daggers against my arm. I thrust harder and she would’ve collapsed over the side of the bike if I hadn’t caught her. Holding her up, I drove into her again and again until I felt my balls tighten and ready themselves to unload into her.

“Yes! Yes! I’m coming again, Nash!” Eve stiffened in my arms for the third time and when the first jet of my come sprayed inside her, she orgasmed with a rush of hot come that sprayed out of her and soaked our thighs and jeans below.

I growled and came inside her, holding her against my chest with my dick still buried as deep in her as I could get it. I lightly stroked her clit and she twitched with each touch. Her pussy clenched every time and I grunted as her walls rippled over my sensitive cock.

Eve went liquid in my arms. She melted into me with zero resistance and moaned. “I don’t think I can move, Nash.”

I wasn’t sure how my legs were going to move, either, but we couldn’t stay in the woods forever. I eased out of her and felt my come leak out as I did. Pulling her underwear and pants back up, I felt a shiver of pleasure at knowing she’d be leaking my come for a while.

After pulling my pants back up and finding the helmet, I settled back on the bike and held her in front of me instead of behind. She was so tired I could feel the heaviness in her body growing stronger. I wanted to be able to hold her and keep her safe.

“Ready?” I kissed the side of her neck and she moaned.

“Ready.” Her moan turned into a yawn. “You’re my hero.”

I laughed as I started the bike and pulled back onto the highway. I was a paramedic and volunteer firefighter but I’d never felt bigger than I did at that moment, from being called a hero for my dick.

By the time I parked in front of our cabins, she was barely awake. I made the decision to not carry her past her grandpa in her current state. Instead, I let myself into the cabin I shared with Tate and Aiden and slipped silently into my room. I pulled off her wet pants and underwear and pulled one of my t-shirts over her head since it went to her thighs like a dress and I figured it would give her a bit more privacy. I undressed and then tucked Eve into my bed before getting in behind her. I wrapped my arm around her and pulled her into my chest, burrowing my face in her silky hair.

She pressed her ass into my dick and made a sleepy sound. “This is nice. You’re warm.”

I grunted as an answer and tried to replay the events of the night to figure out how the hell I’d ended up where I was. I knew then Eve wasn’t just going to be the thorn in my side, she was going to be a tree bashing me over the head.

CHAPTER 11

Eve

I woke up feeling like a cat napping in the sun. I stretched and curled into the heat source, smiling at how amazing I felt. My twin bed was not normally so comfortable. Yawning, I slowly opened my eyes and nearly screamed. I was curling into Nash’s bare chest. Oh, holy tattoo. Wow. I was like one of those cartoons where their eyes burst out of their head on a slinky and bounced back and forth a few times. Nash’s bare chest up close was…everything. I didn’t even think that was an exaggeration. His chest made my mouth water and my core ti—

Oh. My vagina didn’t just tingle. It sang. There was a painful note to its song, though, and my brain finally caught up with my body enough for me to replay the scene of Nash fucking me the night before. I slapped a hand over my mouth and rolled onto my back. I hadn’t just ended my dry spell, I’d drowned it with a tsunami and then left the sprinklers running. First, I dry humped Tate. Then, I made out with Aiden. Begging Nash to not talk but to fuck me over the side of his motorcycle was not what I was expecting and it didn’t seem like a natural progression, but there it was.

I sat up and stared down at Nash. He was sleeping hard and there was a furrow in his brows as he rolled over and reached for what had to be me, I was guessing. I pushed my pillow into his arms and he held it tight and nuzzled his face into it before going still again. I wanted to stay and watch him, maybe take a few mental pictures to last me the rest of my life, but I was painfully aware I was inside Nash’s cabin. Tate and Aiden were also probably inside the cabin. I wanted to escape before I had to face what I’d done.

I eased out of bed and grabbed my clothes, cringing when I felt the dampness. Squirting wasn’t anything I’d ever done before and I planned on thinking about that in my free time. I clutched the clothes to my chest, slowly tiptoed to the door and pulled it open enough to let myself out. I slipped through and eased it shut before silently backing up. Turning around, I kept up my stealthy retreat until I reached the open plan living room and kitchen. Sitting at the kitchen island, coffee mugs in hand, were Tate and Aiden. Both watching me.

I held up my hands and started to apologize, not sure what else to do. I was perplexed when Tate winked at me, though, his smile warm.

“Want some coffee?” He held his mug out to me and raised his eyebrows. “I swear it’s good.”

“It’s fine,” Aiden agreed and turned his body to fully face me, his lips tipped up in a slow smile. “Good morning, Eve.”

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