Page 4 of Spring Rayne

I stand in the designated spot, waiting for the water to touch my skin. The anticipation sends goosebumps crawling up my arms and down my legs. When I think I can't stand the wait any longer, the cool water glides across my body with a slight amount of force.

Tanner shifts the hose, starting from my neck and working the stream down lower, landing on one nipple before switching to the other, causing them to harden into tight peaks. I know it's not intentional on his part. It's a part of the decontamination process. But try telling that to my body as it hums in pleasure.

The water shifts lower until it's blasting against my pussy. I have to bite back a groan as the rush of water hits my clit pulse after pulse, making my body tremble until I'm seconds away from coming. The vibrations thump against me, demanding that I come. I'm ready to obey when I hear Tanner's voice calling to me.

"Turn around. I need to do your back now." His voice sounds gruff, but I can't tell if he's affected by what's happening between us or if it's just the hazmat suit making his voice sound that way. Either way, my body is screaming for a release; it won't get any time soon.

Obeying his command, I spin around until my back is facing him. My body starts to cool down now that the pressure from the hose isn't spraying my pussy. I've almost survived getting hosed down by Tanner when the unthinkable happens. Tanner shifts the hose, and it sprays against my ass, causing pleasure to a play I never believed could feel pleasure.

I curse my ignorance at being a twenty-four-year-old virgin who never thought she would need a vibrator to help curb her lust until she found a boyfriend or husband. And it's not like Wintervale has an adult bookstore where I could buy one.

Unconsciously, I push my ass out, seeking more of the pounding pressure from the water. It isn't until I hear Tanner grunt. "We're done here." I realize I've been pumping my hips back and forth.

Praying for the ground to open up and swallow me whole is not an option, so I choose the second alternative and brush past him on my way to exit the tent, realizing thankfully he was the only one who witnessed my wanton behavior.

Sutton and Sky rush to my side as I exit the tent. Sutton is holding a white terrycloth robe that matches hers and Sky's for me to wear.

"It was Ryan's idea to have the robes ready for when we finished getting decontaminated." The same dreamy smile she gets whenever she mentions her husband's name crosses her face.

"Make sure to thank him for me." I shiver as I slip on the robe, not sure if it's from the cold of being wet or the heated look Tanner is giving me from across the fire station as he takes off his hazmat suit.

"Oh, I'll thank him alright." Sutton raises her eyebrows up and down. "But you can thank him too, just not in the same way, tonight at our barbecue party."

"What barbecue party?" Sky asks.

"Well, it seems those bikinis did their job. All the single firefighters want to get to know the two of you. So, I decided to host my version of the show, The Bachelorette, at our house tonight."

"But." I try to speak, but Sutton cuts me off.

"No buts. Now run home and get some rest. It's going to be one hell of a night with all that man meat fighting for your attention."

Sky's skin takes on a sickly shade of green, and I can almost feel her anxiety matching my own. The last thing I want to do is have guys fighting over me.

When I first decided to search for a husband, I imagined it would involve a date here and there, not a mega speed dating event held at a barbecue.

If I'm lucky enough, something will catch on fire, and I'll be saved from spending time with guys I'm not interested in. Because if I'm being honest with myself, I need to get over my little infatuation with Tanner before I search for a husband.

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Tanner

It'snevertakenmethis long to get my cock under control before. But the memory of the way Rayne's body reacted to having me hose her down is driving my hunger for her to a level I've never felt before.

I hate to admit it, but I'm a twenty-six-year-old virgin. I've only ever known the touch of my hand. But the way Rayne was squirming in the decontamination tent today makes me realize I was doing something right.

Sure, I've watched pornos before—who hasn't? But watching her nipples pucker and the way she stuck her ass out, as if giving herself to me, is more than I expected.

I run my hand up and down my cock, the cool water from my shower doing nothing to help the pressure building in my balls as I close my eyes and imagine it's Rayne's smaller hands tugging on me, begging for me to fuck her.

With a grunt, I come all over the shower floor. I watch as it swirls down the drain, wishing it were in Rayne instead.

I turn off the water and hop out of the shower. Grabbing a towel, I dry off as my phone rings. "Hey, Tucker. What's up?" Even though it's Saturday night, both Tucker and I took tonight off. Travis and Tessa assured us that they would be fine without us. Plus, we've hired some new help to ease the burden of working every night for all of us.

"Ryan just called. He said Sutton is throwing a party for Rayne and Sky today, starting at six."

"That sounds nice. Having all their girlfriends over for wine and charcuterie." Thanks to Tessa, we know what a charcuterie board is.

"Um, it's not that kind of party. Ryan said the only women who will be there are Sky and Rayne, as Sutton tries to set them up with all the bachelor firefighters she's inviting."

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