Julia hadn’t expected such a warm welcome from the C-shift guys. She especially hadn’t expected the warmest welcomes to come from Korlin Jenkins and Cameron Slovaks.
Warmest? She reconsidered that thought as she pulled open the refrigerator door in the firehouse kitchen area and surveyed the contents, deciding hottest was a more appropriate word. Holy mother of hormones! She hadn’t been prepared for the little flickers of flame that had burst to life inside her when Jenk had climbed down the ladder outside and turned his off-the-chart-sexy grin on her. Once inside, Cameron had added more flickers, activating secret places inside her that had no business coming alive.
Her bodily reaction to both men didn’t bode well. Not if she still intended to get close enough to them to find out what they knew. Then again, maybe it did. It would mean she would have to be even more careful than she’d already known she would need to be, but she could do that.
Yes. She could, and would, do what she had to do for Alison’s sake.
She had figured Cameron would move on as she made breakfast, maybe go do whatever chore he’d been assigned for the shift. He hadn’t, and if the relaxed pose he’d assumed against the counter was any indication, he didn’t intend to. He didn’t speak other than to point her in the right direction as she gathered the necessary items to make the requested breakfast. Then, he proceeded to watch her every move as she whipped up the pancake batter, started the bacon frying on the stovetop, and scrambled enough eggs to feed the waiting army.
Though they had fallen into what felt like a companionable silence as she cooked, Julia decided this was the perfect time to learn what she could about the men she would be working with. The men who had been suspected of being involved in stealing her best friend’s dreams, even if they had been cleared of suspicion. Her nerves were rocking her insides, had been since she’d pulled into the parking lot outside, but she’d handled them well so far. She could continue doing that, too.
Taking a deep breath, she plated the golden-brown pancakes that were ready in the skillet, added more batter to cook, and turned with the plate to set it on the counter. Cameron hadn’t budged. He was still standing there, relaxed as could be, his large hands folded over the edge of the counter on either side of his lean hips and his booted feet crossed at the ankles.
The available space on the countertop was rapidly diminishing, forcing her to reach around him to slide the other plates down to make room for the one in her hand. She tried not to touch him. She really did. She failed. As she curved her free arm around him to adjust the other plates, her forearm brushed his side. Electricity zipped up her arm, raining fiery embers of desire through her body all the way to her toes.
He felt it, too. She knew it when he sucked in a quick, audible breath. “You—it,” he quickly corrected himself, his voice lower and gruffer than it had been before, “smells great.”
Riding on that electric current, Julia gave him a playful smile. “It will smell even better when you get out of my way and let me add the eggs that are about to burn to the buffet, Lieutenant.”
That got her a chuckle as he shifted, though he didn’t move more than two feet down the counter.
Julia shook her head and turned back to the stove. “I have a feeling I’m going to have my hands full with the guys on this shift.”
“They’ll settle down after a few rotations.” They. Not I or we. It was an interesting word choice, as if he were excluding himself from the group. He did it again when he added, “You handled them well.”
Though he was obviously complementing her, she swore she heard the faintest hint of warning in his tone. “Why do I hear a ‘but’ coming next?”
“But,” he drawled as she turned from the stove with the overloaded plate of scrambled egg. “You opened the door for them to give you hell about being the only female among us.”
Julia gestured with the plate of eggs, lifting them slightly before setting them in the spot she’d cleared on the counter. “Even though I caved and agreed to cook for them?”
Confused, she blew a breath up her face and felt her bangs flutter. “Jeez, a girl can’t win around you guys, can she?”
The slow, easy grin that stretched his lips had her hormones rocking right along with her nerves. “Are you looking for advice, Patrick?”
Patrick. Not Julia. Had he used her last name to remind himself he was part of that group he’d excluded himself from? Though she hadn’t been fishing for his guidance on how to handle the men, since he was apparently offering…
She snagged the pancake plate as she returned to the stove to pile on the latest batch and shot him a glance over her shoulder. “Go for it.”
It tasted as stupendous as the rest of him, hot and thick and long and fantastic. Her pussy convulsed, juices leaking from between the folds, and her clit throbbed. But that wasn’t where she would get his cock. Though Cameron was behind her now, after the way Jenk had played with her ass before, she was certain he would be the one to enter where she’d never allowed any man.
She would allow him. The sheer idea of it as she delved the tip of her tongue into the weeping slit of his cockhead before exploring his full length with her lips sent whips of need slashing across her anus. It didn’t terrify her, she realized, and she knew why. Jenk would go slow, he would be gentle, and he would make sure it felt good to her, all because he loved her.
“Jesus, Julia!” Jenk groaned. “Baby, you’re going to make me come if you keep that up.”
Julia swallowed a smile right along with another inch of his cock, knowing she better enjoy her feast while she could. Cameron proved her right barely a half second after the thought crossed her mind. He fisted his hand in the back of her hair, tugged her to her feet, and pulled her head back.
Then he was kissing her, obviously not caring that she’d just had Jenk’s cock in her mouth. He kissed her until every erogenous zone in her body flamed, until her pussy was dripping wet, and until she was almost positive the needs inside her were going to send her to an early grave.
“Come with me,” he told her, his voice rusty with his own arousal as he ended the kiss and released his hold on her hair. He stretched out in the center of the bed and held his arms out for her. “Ride me, Julia.”
She’d never made love to two men at the same time before, but even seeing Cameron’s amazingly ripped body and already sheathed cock waiting for her didn’t make her forgot about the sexy man she’d been pleasuring a moment ago. She looked at Jenk, cupped his nape, and pulled his mouth down to hers.
“I’ll see you shortly?”
He smiled against her lips. “Just as soon as I get the supplies I need.”
Oh, boy! The sparks he ignited inside her with those words actually made her shiver. He held her gaze for a meaningful moment, then eased from her embrace, and turned to pull open the nightstand drawer behind him.
Her system jittering with a wicked anticipation more intense than anything she’d ever experienced, she climbed onto the bed and went straight into Cameron’s arms. That’s when inspiration struck. She skimmed her hands down to his wrists as she settled her lower body over his lean hips and pinned his arms to the bed. Amusement danced in his eyes and a cocky grin quirked his lips. He could easily overpower her. She wasn’t a wimp by any means, but he was bigger and stronger and could flip her onto her back and assume control any time he wanted. Knowing that made the moment all the more special as she lowered her body to his, taking his fully erect, massive cock inside her pussy in a slow glide that had his grin disappearing as his lips formed a thin line of concentration.
“Holy hell, Julia!” he rasped and then sucked a breath through his teeth as she rocked her hips forward, grinding her clit on the base of his groin.
Julia lifted her hips until she nearly let his cock slip out of her and then lowered her body again, taking his full incredible length inside, and scraping her clit over the coarse hairs at the base of his groin once more.
Her name was a warning this time, ground through his gritted teeth. She felt the muscles in his wrists flex, but he didn’t push them against her hold.
“Baby, I’m trying to let you have your fun.”
She giggled, albeit breathlessly, and slowly repeated the move again, drawing out not only his torment, but also her own. Her body wanted her to go faster. Every cell inside her was begging for more. She could see by the intense concentration on his face that he meant what he’d said, that he wanted her to go faster, too, but there was no way this man would beg.
Or would he?
“What do you want, Cameron?”
Though he managed a half laugh, it was definitely strained. “Nice try, beautiful.”
She smiled down at him and continued to ride his cock in that same slow rhythm that was driving them both to the brink of insanity. “That wasn’t an answer.”
“Then, what do you want, Julia?”
Jenk’s voice behind her had her body stilling on Cameron’s cock and her belly nearly flip-flopping out of her navel. So much for her not forgetting about her other sexy man. She’d allowed the moment with Cameron to distract her, and Jenk had taken the opportunity to close in and turn her question around on her.
Forgetting herself, Julia sat up straight on Cameron’s cock, realizing the instant his large hands closed on her hips that she’d let go of his wrists. She narrowed her eyes at him. “Damn it.”
His cocky grin was back in full force. “That wasn’t an answer.”
“Ha-ha, funny man.” She turned to look at Jenk over her shoulder and felt her amusement go up in smoke. He was sitting with his legs straddling Cameron’s, a tube of lubrication in his hand, and his dick stretching long and hard to his abdomen. She swallowed hard, glanced at the lube, and met his gaze. “You. I want you, too, Jenk.”
There was nothing boyish in the grin that tilted his lips this time. Oh, no. That grin was full of so much heat it seared her straight to the core. “Bend over Cameron and let me prepare you, baby.”