“There’s going to be a lot of pissed off women after they hear about this,” Taylor spoke through his helmet microphone to the rest of his crew as he followed Davin Reed and Nick Calfee through the thick smoke inside the factory to the second floor.
Calfee’s chuckle flowed through Taylor’s receiver.
“No shit,” Reed muttered, the bulk of his attention obviously on his surroundings. “There’s not going to be any chocolate made in this place for a long while.”
Taylor was willing to bet Carly would be one of those pissed off women. She loved chocolate of any kind and flavor, to the point she considered it to be one of the major food groups. One wouldn’t know it by looking at her, though. There wasn’t an ounce of fat on the woman’s perfect body. He should know. He had explored every inch of her smooth, lightly bronzed flesh from the roots of her long auburn hair to the tips of her sexy toes.
He had explored. Had. Past tense. Christ, would he ever be able to put those memories behind him?
“How far does that conveyor go?”
Taylor pushed Carly from his thoughts at Calfee’s question. He could manage to do that for a while, not think about her, but it never lasted long. He spotted the conveyor in question through the murky haze as they climbed a flight of stairs.
“At least two rooms over,” Reed answered Calfee. “It’s got to be splintered, though. We wouldn’t have this much fire in here if it was still intact.”
“Engine 4, report,” Captain Knox’s voice cut through their radio receivers.
Taylor peered through the black face mask of his SCBA as he forged his way through the thick smoke behind Reed and Calfee and topped the flight of stairs.
“Fire is everywhere up here, Cap,” Reed answered the captain.
Flames licked their way through the factory room, sucking up the air and turning everything into a murky haze. The force of the explosion had taken out the electricity inside the building, shutting off the machinery and bathing the facility in a darkness broken only by the red and orange of the flames.
“Part of the wall over there went down with the blast.” Taylor caught sight of Calfee as the man tipped his chin toward the downed wall and then looked to the lieutenant. “The fire spread fast.”
Taylor followed Calfee’s gaze as the man tipped his head back, turning his attention up to the flames dancing their way across the ceiling.
“The housing for the conveyor did more than splinter. The whole damn thing is in sections.”
It was nearly impossible to ascertain the full extent of the damage to the enclosed conveyor system through the murky haze, but Taylor could see Calfee was right. Rather than confining the flames to the portion still intact, the sectioning of the system had caused them to spread.
“Captain, has Station 4 responded yet?” Reed asked over his headset.
“They’re pulling in now.”
“Get them to send a crew to the second floor on the east side if they can get up there,” Reed requested. “That fire is traveling through what’s left of the conveyor system. It’s got to be coming out somewhere else.”
“Copy that,” the captain responded.
“Calfee, let’s get a hose on that conveyor,” Reed instructed. “Parke, tackle the beast from the bottom. With any luck, we’ll meet in the middle.”
A few feet away, Taylor saw Calfee open stream on the flames overhead. Following suit, Taylor adjusted his grip on the fire hose in his hand, steadied the nozzle, and let out a wild chuckle as he opened stream on the flames licking their way across the floor and wall toward them. Facing off with a beast intent on devouring everything in its path was an adrenaline rush like nothing else in the world. He shifted his stance to relieve a bit of the pressure in his crouch as his dick pulsed with the excitement pumping through his veins. A lot of firefighters said that fighting fire was better than sex. He’d thought so, too, until he’d met Carly. Now that she was no longer in his life, it was good to know that facing off with the mother of all hot destruction hadn’t lost its sexual satisfaction.
Through his radio, he heard voices giving updates from their respective positions. Tanner Carlisle reported that Ladder 29 had the blaze shooting out of the silo under control. Squad 16 finally deemed the first floor of the building to be clear of employees. Engine 1 from Station 4 confirmed the fire was blowing and going through the conveyor system on the east end of the building.
The flames fought them micro-inch by micro-inch, but they were determined to be the victor. Taylor attacked the flaming beast intent on consuming the wall and floor with a powerful head-on force of one-hundred PSI while Calfee battled its twin overhead. Progress came slow, but sure…until the world came apart.
Taylor heard the rumble, felt the floor beneath his feet start to shake, and a deafening boom momentarily drowned out all sound. He jerked his head up in time to see it coming at him through the murk, but not in time to avoid the impact. Thoughts and images flashed through his mind in superfast forward.
A third explosion.
Carly’s angelic face filled with ecstasy as he pistoned his dick in her sodden pussy while she feasted on Jax’s cock.
I love you…always.
Carly’s brown-sugar gaze locked with his as he said words to her she never repeated.
He was pretty sure the last thought to cross his mind also made it out of his mouth as another portion of the conveyor system tipped at an angle and sailed through the air on a direct course toward him. He shouted again as he caught sight of Calfee being knocked off his feet a nanosecond before the other end of the conveyor collided with his helmet.
Taylor’s world went black.
Jax bit back a grin. “Baby, you know me better than anyone. When have I ever been able to listen to a warning for long?”
It damn sure hadn’t lasted long with her. Every alarm bell ever created had been going off in his head since the day she had walked away from him and Taylor. He had listened to them for all of a few months before he was right back here with her again.
Seemingly satisfied, she dropped her gaze to his dick, still enclosed in his pants. “You have no idea how grateful I am that you enjoy living life on the edge.”
Jax skimmed his finger over the line of her jaw, up the side of her face, and then turned his hand to cup her cheek. “Why don’t you tell me?”
She shook her head and dragged her tongue seductively between her lips.
Jax’s dick went into hysterics.
“I would rather show you. Take him out for me, Jax. I’m dying to taste you.”
Christ! She knew damn well what it did to him when she said things like that. He couldn’t deny her request any more than he could will his heart to stop loving her. He knew that for a fact. He spent the last few months attempting to do exactly that. Deep down he had known it wouldn’t work. There wasn’t a damn thing he could ever do to get this woman out of his system. Hell, Taylor even lost his memory and she was still embedded in the man so deeply he couldn’t let her go.
Giving her what they both wanted, Jax slowly let his hand fall from her angelic face and got to his feet as he reached to unfasten his pants. She watched every move his fingers made, flames licking her beautiful eyes that were filled with as much love for him as they were arousal.
She made a sound of pure female appreciation as he peeled his pants down his thighs and let them pool around the tops of his hiking boots. Only then did she turn her attention back to Taylor. She held the man’s gaze as she sat up straighter, turning her head to look at Taylor over her shoulder as she languidly flipped her sultry body over until she was positioned on her hands and knees in front of him.
“Damn,” Taylor breathed as he dropped to his knees once again, this time behind her, his gaze fixated on her ass.
Yeah, Jax could relate to that, too. The woman’s ass was truly spectacular. His dick convulsed at the thought of how tight her virgin ass would be around his shaft. He had convinced her to let him play and they even purchased a butt plug she allowed him to use. He was positive she had been on the verge of finally allowing him to go further when things had changed between them.
Now she was ready but, thanks to their location, there wasn’t a damn thing he could do about it.
Carly wiggled her ass and the smile that unfolded on Taylor’s lips was equally amused and strained. The man flattened his hands on the small of her back and dragged them down to palm the half-moons, his gaze following the path of his touch.
“Are you wanting to feel both of our dicks inside you at the same time, Cars?”
Jax watched Carly shiver and figured it was as much from Taylor’s sensual touch as it was from the fear of what she would be allowing.
Taylor’s hands caressed the half-moons, drawing a soft moan from Carly’s throat. “Whose dick do you want where, sweetheart?”
Her gaze locked with Jax’s as she seemed to mull over the question. A mix of jealousy and eagerness twisted in Jax’s gut. The eagerness took over when she answered.
“I want your dick in my pussy and Jax’s in my…my…” She swallowed hard and finally said the word. “Ass.”
Taylor glanced at him and Jax was pretty sure that was approval he saw in his friend’s expression before the man returned his attention to Carly’s ass.
Jax could tell by the position of the man’s arms that he had spread the cheeks of Carly’s ass apart with one hand, curled the other around the base of his dick, and was exploring her crack with his cockhead, following the path to her pussy. He must have paused at her tightest entrance because the deep, audible breath Carly took quivered.
“Taylor.” Jax put just enough warning in his tone to draw his friend’s attention away from Carly’s treasures. “We can’t do it now. Not here, man. It’ll hurt her.”
“I know. We’ll save it for another time when it’s you back here like she wants. It’s the way I want it, too. I’m already getting the disadvantage of being behind her. I can watch her shiver.” A devious grin spread Taylor’s lips as he did something in her crack that made her do just that. “I can hear the vixen sounds she makes.” He made another move that drew a moan from her throat. “But I can’t see the pleasure she’s feeling on her beautiful face.”
A stupid sense of relief washed through Jax. He loved seeing Carly’s pleasure as much as he did hearing it, but he knew being inside her tight little ass would bring him to a level of ecstasy that rivaled hers.
Jax caught Carly’s angelic face when she started to turn it to look back at Taylor over her shoulder. It surprised him that she had kept quiet for so long. He curled his fingers around the base of his cock, positioned the engorged head a scant half inch from her luscious lips, and laced the fingers of his free hand in the side of her hair. “Take me in your pretty mouth, Carly. Let Taylor watch you shiver and hear those vixen sounds as you suck me off and he makes love to your pussy.”