Page 78 of Burning for Alexander
“Woulda had a better time if you’d been here, Chief. How’s the convention? I feel like I haven’t seen you in days.”
My eyes roved over him, taking in every detail. “Because you haven’t seen me in days,” I said with a smile. “I miss you, too.”
“Take off your clothes,” he said in a sexy voice.
“First, I need to ask you to do a search on your phone for the Flint app.”
His forehead crinkled. “I don’t have the Flint app.”
“Just check and see. Can you think of anyone who might have had access to your phone tonight?”
I saw his jaw drop as he stared down at his phone screen. “What the fuck? Oh shit, I’m going to kill her!”
“Was it Ella?”
“No! It was my great-great-aunt Tilly! She does shit like this all the fucking time. I can’t believe she… Whose dick is this?”
He took a minute to read through the messages, murmuring, “The wine,” to the Josh question. Then his expression became thoughtful. “She’s not wrong. Feuding does make the best foreplay. I’m kinda bummed we didn’t get to have angry sex when we were still enemies.”
“Our relationship is young, Firebug. Give it time.”
His eyes lit up. “Yeah? You gonna stay with me long enough for us to have makeup sex?”
I grinned. “Expert-level care, remember?”
Alex’s alcohol-flushed cheeks went even pinker, but he looked pleased… at least until he glanced back at his phone. “I’m so annoyed that Tilly did this. What was her goal? Humiliating me?”
“I think she was trying to matchmake us.”
He frowned. “By telling you I’m amazing in bed? Gross! Why not tellHotChiefwhat a nice man I am or how smart I am?”
I let out a laugh. “That’s… not what men usually share on Flint, baby.”
Alex’s eyes narrowed. “Oh yeah? You familiar with the app?”
“It was created by firefighters for firefighters,” I explained.
“Answer the implied question, Chief.”
“You said something about me getting naked,” I said, moving to pull up my shirt.
Thankfully, that got a laugh out of him. “Fine, change the subject with a strip show. I’ll allow it.”
He was so fucking fun. So sweet and interesting. And hewasnice and smart… as well as amazing in bed.
By the time we were both on the verge of coming on camera, he begged. “I need to come. Please.”
“Slide your fingers inside your hole, baby,” I urged. “Find that good spot for me and stroke it.”
The camera angle was a little off, but I could see the pink flush of his skin, the hard shaft of his cock, and the tight skin squeezing around his fingers.
“Fuck, baby, coming,” I gritted out just as I heard his cry. After we both came down from our orgasms, he moved the camera up so I could see his ruddy face and bright eyes.
“My parents probably heard that,” he said sheepishly.
“It’s late, and their first child just got married. Maybe they’re having their own noisy celebration. Ever think of that?”
Alex’s face fell. “That’s disgusting. How dare you harsh my vibe like that.”
