What?” The corner of his mouth turned up, his white teeth gleaming in the light.“Just thinking how hot you are.”He scoffed and playfully rolled his eyes. “Thanks—but aren’t all firefighters hot? I mean, we do basically live in fire.

Mmm, carry me.”I laughed, reaching for my sweatpants. “I carry girls, boys, and women, not fully grown capable men.”“Slacker.” He grinned, shoving me.

You know, we can still put that suit to use, though.” I glanced toward the truck and Lock’s face lit up as I closed the distance between us. “What happened to needing a shower?” “Showers are overrated,” I whispered, holding his gaze through the visor. “Plus,” I turned my head to look down the hall, “Jay is down there now.” “That’d be right. Let me just hang up my hat.” He was pulling away when I caught his wrist. “Nuh-uh. Keep the helmet. I want to be with my firefighter.

Lie on your stomach,” I ordered between kisses.He pulled away. “Why?”“Just do it.

It’d take a lot more than a quick fuck to lose me, Lockland.”He smiled and nipped my lower lip. “Plus,” I murmured, pulling back, “your cock is pretty nice. I think my ass would miss it.

Come, Adan,” Lock ordered. “Come so hard you squeeze every fucking drop of cum from my cock.

A smile curved the corners of his mouth under the dust-and soot-covered visor. “You’re crying? I answered his question with my tear-stricken gaze.“I’m not going anywhere.” He reached his hand out and I grasped it tightly.

Why did you come out when you knew how your family would react?” I murmured, wrapping my arms around his waist. I brushed my lips the length of Lock’s neck.“Because I didn’t want to hide. I hated acting like I was someone I wasn’t.”“I never did thank you for that sub.”Lock laughed. “Adan, you’ve thanked me a hundred times over.”“I don’t recall.”“Every time we’re together, or when you kiss me, it’s a constant reminder of how we met, and I wouldn’t exchange that for anything.

Is it okay?”I nodded and continued chewing. “Y-you made me my first sub.”He smiled. “You remembered.