Page 22 of Sparks Fly

Hallie caresses and worships her, bringing a hand up to knead and pull roughly at one of Kaia’s nipples while she snakes the other round to stroke rapid circles around her throbbing clit.

All the while she bites and sucks at Kaia’s neck and shoulder, fucking into her while she worships as much of her skin as she can reach.

It takes barely a minute for Kaia to completely come undone, her climax building deliciously low in her core before exploding all at once, sending a white haze across her vision.

She feels herself gush hot and wet across Hallie’s thighs.

It’s all she can do to grasp at Hallie’s strong arms as she strokes and thrusts through Kaia’s orgasm until she’s totally spent. As she eventually slows, Kaia sags slightly, confident that Hallie won’t drop her while she pants and trembles.

“Was that enough groveling for you, baby?” Hallie whispers against Kaia’s sticky neck.

For a moment, Kaia can’t offer anything more than a contented moan.

She sighs and blinks slowly, perfectly satisfied and wrapped in Hallie’s warm embrace.

“Maybe,” she eventually exhales. “Give me a couple of minutes and I’m sure I’ll be ready to go again. Tell me you planned to stay over tonight.”

Hallie huffs a quiet laugh, gently easing Kaia to the mattress and pulling out of her thoroughly pleased pussy.

“I wouldn’t dream of leaving so soon.”

11

HALLIE

Hallie strides into the station the next morning with a slight bounce in her step and a smile playing on her lips. Kaia’s forgiveness—and the hours they spent tangled in a mess of sweaty limbs afterwards—last night has made her feel more secure in their relationship than any she’s been in before.

They had had their first real fight and have come out the other side stronger than ever.

Hallie greets Art warmly as she joins him for their first morning coffee together in weeks, having promised Kaia that they could skip one-on-one training for the day.

Just as she’s raising her mug to her lips for that first, searing sip, the alarm blares, its shrill tone echoing throughout the entire station. Hallie sprints after Art as they both rush out to the garage, her good mood evaporating as she takes in the grim faces of her fellow firefighters.

“We have a major emergency at the Desert Oasis Resort,” Captain Hewitt announces in his booming voice. “The blaze has engulfed the twenty-fifth floor of the western high-rise. Numerous civilians suspected trapped inside. Let’s move people, we need to act fast.”

Hallie hauls herself into an engine, conducting a silent head count of her crew and making brief but loaded eye contact with Kaia.

The Desert Oasis is a mammoth resort, with a complex layout and capacity for hundreds of guests in the western high-rise alone. This is going to be a monumental operation; they can’t afford any mistakes. She can only hope that Kaia understands everything she is trying to say in that look.

Please, stay alert. Please, stay with your team. Please, stay safe.

Kaia gives her a small nod, eyes blazing with that familiar determination, before turning away. Hallie understands her response, they can’t afford to worry about each other today, they have to be one hundred percent focused.

When their convoy of engines pulls up at the resort, Hallie blanches at little at the sight. Even with all her years of disaster experience, it never gets easier to face a lethal crisis like this head-on.

Thick, black smoke billows from the upper floors, darkening the sky, and the sound of screams and shattering glass fills the air. She leaps out of the truck without giving herself even half a second to feel afraid, bellowing instructions to her crew.

“Alright, listen up! We’re splitting into containment and evac! Squad 3 you’re on evac with me, keep your ears open, I’m running comms from the ground!”

The rookies nod, jaws set beneath their helmets. Hallie can’t help the pang of fear that pierces her gut as Kaia joins her teammates activating her breathing apparatus and readying to enter the blazing tower. She knows Kaia is a capable firefighter, and fiercely brave, but the thought of her in danger still sends an icy chill down the lieutenant’s spine.

As the minutes tick by, Hallie monitors the radio chatter, systematically guiding her squad through their evacuation operation on the upper floors. So far, it’s going smoothly, but the fire is spreading fast, and they’re running out of time before the structure becomes too unstable for the rescue team to stay inside.

Then Hallie’s worst fear is realized.

A distressed call out from Cochran crackles over the radio. “Lieutenant, we have a problem. Montgomery has separated from the group.”

Hallie’s chest seizes as she struggles to choke down a breath. She immediately barks into her radio, her voice hoarse with tension, “Montgomery, return to your squad immediately! You have not been authorized to move into any area alone.”

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