Page 37 of Four Firemen For Christmas

“Hmm.” Emma dropped her hands to the counter and stood. “Okay. In that case, I need you to look me in the eye and answer me.” She palmed my cheek and turned my head to face her. “Do you want to have sex with me right now?”

Shit. Fucking damn. I let out a slight groan at the feel of her skin against mine. She was so soft. My cock tightened and I answered her with a nod. “Yes.”

“Okay then.” Her quiet voice and gentle touch helped eliminate the fears Danielle had instilled. Emma took my good hand and pulled, asking me to stand. She held out her other hand to Samuel. “I’ve never done anything like this before.”

“None of us have,” Samuel answered before I could. His smile grew wider with every step closer to Emma’s bedroom.

We entered the small space and stopped. Emma let go of our hands and closed the door. “How does this work?”

Samuel cupped Emma’s cheek and stroked his thumb over her chin. “Why don’t we start here and see where that leads us?” He kissed her long and deep.

I felt out of place and unnecessary until Emma broke off the kiss and backed toward the bed. She reached for the hem of her sweatshirt and pulled it over her head. Her bare nipples shone, the peaked nipples begging to be touched. Her shirt hit the floor and I moved in. I hooked my fingers in the hem of her shorts and stopped her from yanking them off. Her palms landed on my chest, then slid beneath the edge of my t-shirt. She skated her hands over my abs, gathering up my shirt as she went until she had it up over my shoulders. I dipped my head and let her remove my shirt and add it to the pile of clothes.

Samuel crawled onto the bed and cupped Emma’s breasts from behind. She sucked in a gasp and arched backward. He freed one breast, and I bent my head close enough to pull the nipple into my mouth.

“Alex.” The way she breathed my name jolted through my whole body. “Samuel.” She cradled my head between her hands and worked her fingers through my hair and over my upper back. Her nails scraped just enough to make me shiver, and I increased my pressure on her nipple until she arched again.

Samuel dipped one hand beneath her shorts and fingered her. Delicious sounds left her mouth. Soft moans and pants that pushed both of us to work harder to please her. We’d never done this before, but working as a team on fires meant that I knew him. I couldn’t anticipate what he’d do next, but he made it easy to adjust to each change.

Samuel shoved a knee between Emma’s legs and she ground her pelvis over his thigh while his fingers continued to stroke her. Her hands dove out of my hair and went straight for my cock. She stroked me hard and fast, pumping both hands over me.

“I have an idea.” Samuel’s voice came out in a low growl.

“What?” Emma panted back.

I lifted my head, replacing my mouth with my hands. I rubbed my palm over her nipple and teased the hard peak.

Samuel kissed the side of Emma’s neck, and she rolled her hips over his hand with a groan. “You both feel so good. I want one of you in my mouth.”

“Good.” Samuel smiled and pulled his fingers out of her pussy. “Because I need a taste of that sweet pussy.”

Emma’s eyes popped wide, and I watched her try to mentally maneuver us into a position that worked.

“Get on the bed on your back, Samuel.” I’d already thought this one through. I knew exactly what to do. “Let Emma ride your face and she can suck me at the same time.”

“Damn.” Samuel shot me an appreciative look. “Fuck yes. Let’s do that.”

“Are you sure?” Emma chewed on her lip and looked down at herself. Bright splotches of color bloomed on her cheeks.

“What’s wrong?” Samuel tipped her chin up and kissed the corner of her mouth.

She trembled at the touch and swallowed hard. “I’m not… used to anyone having their mouth down there. Derek did it, and it was amazing, but I was on my back. My legs…”

“What about these gorgeous legs?” Samuel rubbed a hand down her thigh. “I can’t wait to have them clamped down on my face, holding me tight as you come on my tongue.”

“Are you sure?” She shook again. Her hands were still around my cock, but she’d slowed her stroking as we talked.

“What are you afraid of, Emma?” I brushed her hair back from her face and met her eyes. “You can tell us anything, honey. If you don’t like getting eaten out, then we won’t do it.”

“It’s not that.” She rushed to answer, which told me she did like getting her pussy licked. So, what was the problem. “I don’t want to hurt you.” Her voice whispered out. “I might be too heavy.”

Samuel stood, lifting her into his arms and turning her around so that her legs went around his waist. He still had his jeans and polo shirt on, and the look of Emma straddling his waist with her bare tits out had me fisting my hands over my erection.

“You’re perfect.” Samuel held her up and thrust his covered crotch into her. “I know what I’m doing, and what I can handle. Trust me, I’m going to enjoy every second of this. As long as it’s what you want.”

Her hands were on Samuel’s shoulders, and she gripped the hard ridge of muscle that ran down his neck. Her breathing changed, turning deeper and quieter as she looked from him to me. She nodded, her decision firm. “Yes.”

“Hallelujah.” Samuel set her back on her feet and stripped her shorts in record time.

---