Fireman Daddy - Taryn Quinn Page 0,8

lightly along hers. Damn, she was sweet. My higher brain function was ready to leave the premises. “You had to know.”

She shook her head even as she dragged her nails over my belly through my T-shirt. I tightened my abdominal muscles instinctively to show her I wasn’t a skinny basketball kid anymore.

Danny’s sidekick.

The boy who had always loved her, even though my best friend did too.

The man who couldn’t bury those emotions anymore.

My fingertips were white from pressing into the wall to stop myself from holding her so tightly neither of us could breathe.

My arms ached.

My shoulders cast a shadow over her, but a sliver of sunlight streaked across her face. Just enough to show me that I wasn’t alone in this craziness.

I gave her one more chance to escape. The hint of mint lingered between us as her chest rose and fell with…excitement? Panic? Need?

I sure hoped some of it was need. I didn’t want to be the only one feeling desperate.

I tugged on her lower lip. Bit hard enough to feel it throb under my tongue as the blood came rushing back. I eased the hurt with a sweet brush of lips, then there was only her taste ruling me.

Distantly, I wondered if I was too much—too savage, too big and clumsy. But then she scraped her fingernails up my belly to my chest before she dug into my shoulders and held on. She lifted onto her toes to meet my mouth. Her undeniable moan of pleasure severed the restraint I had left.

I slid my arms around her, my hand cupping her ass as I pulled her ever closer to me. Our height difference made it far too easy for me to lift her.

She yelped, but instead of making a halfhearted attempt to say ‘oh, I’m too heavy,’ she simply wrapped her strong legs around my waist.

“Fuck, yes,” I said against her mouth and dove in again.

No corner was left untouched. She gave and I took ruthlessly. Tangled tongues and grappling fingers warred between us. Nothing was close enough.

I lifted her dress. The scrap of panties she wore was barely a barrier. Her heat teased along the tips of my long fingers. I didn’t pause to ask.

I was done with that.

I sunk two fingers into her pussy while I sucked on her tongue. She pushed back on me, driving them deeper as she grinded against the bulge under my zipper. My forearm burned and my wrist screamed at the position, but I wasn’t stopping for anything.

Not even if this place went up in flames around us.

I curled my fingers along the swollen perfection of her, gritting my teeth against the strength of her muscles. God, she was going to feel so good around my cock.

She held on to my shoulders, then she drove her hand into my hair, her nails scraping along my scalp. I sped up and she cried out, tearing her mouth away. Her head fell back as she bounced on my plunging fingers. “Don’t you stop. Don’t you stop.”

“Never.” I shifted her a little higher so I could get my arm into a better position.

She yelped, and her thighs shook.

“Yes,” I growled against her throat. “Yes. Come on my hand. Tighten that little pussy around my fingers.”

“Jake.” My name was barely discernible between her moans, but it was there. It was me who was giving her this pleasure.

I’d break my damn hand before I stopped.

She bore down on me, and I dragged my teeth down her neck to her shoulder as I let her ride me. The sounds coming from her weren’t sweet. They were full of shock and almost pain.

When I tried to ease back, her head snapped up. “No. No, deeper, please.”

I swung her around to the pool table and set her down. I twisted her onto the felt so she was facing the short side. I slowly moved to the end and bracleteted her ankle, opening her legs.

I slid my soaking wet fingers up her thigh and followed the trail with my tongue.

She stiffened, her fathomless dark eyes locked on me.

“I’ll give you everything you need.” I dragged her closer to me and draped her knee over my shoulder. That little taste hadn’t been nearly enough.

“I don’t need this. Just…you know, get inside me.”

I nuzzled over the soaked panel of her panties. “Every woman needs this.”

“It’s okay, seriously. You were so close with just those really big hands.” She laced her fingers with mine. “Really big hands.”

I laughed. “Have a little patience,