Fire & Flesh: A Firefighter Romance Story Page 3

  “Well, that’s the story of my life. I'll be able to answer any questions that you might have,” she leaned back in her seat and took a sip of the cocktail she had ordered. “I can tell that there is something that is really bothering you. It’s strange how I can still read your mind after so many years.”

  “Well, I guess that says a lot about us. Samantha. I don’t know how to put this,” he said thoughtfully as he gazed into her blue eyes. “Your family, where are they, you know, your husband and all? How many kids do you have? When do I get to meet them?”

  She burst out laughing, startling him. “Robert, do you seriously wanna kill me with such a joke? Which family are you talking about? I'm not married and have no kids.”

  “Really?” he breathed in relief.

  “Yes, but I am engaged. Was engaged until today,” she said, looking at him as tears began to build at the back of her eyes.

  “Samantha, I'm sorry, I didn’t mean to pry and make you sad, but tell me, what did that jerk do to you?” he persisted.

  “It’s okay, Robert, the truth is that I don’t know if I was ever really in love with Eddie. I was engaged to him so that I could feel like I had relevance. I'm guessing that he also felt the same way because he’s been cheating on me with an ex-girlfriend of his,” she replied sadly. “I guess it was just one of those relationships that weren’t meant to be. How about you, I heard that you're still single?”

  “Something like that,” he said. “I fell in love with someone that might never be mine.”

  “Robert, when you fall in love you should make sure to tell that person exactly what you feel, even if they reject you in the ending. At least you'll know that you’ve tried,” she seemed to be studying him, her eyes roving over his chest as if she was wondering how it would feel to touch it.

  “There are some things that are better left the way that they are, Samantha,” there was no way that he could tell her exactly how he felt, it would ruin their friendship.

  “I don’t believe in limiting myself. Let’s do this, why don’t you let me go with you so that it is easier for you to tell this lucky woman exactly what you feel? And I'm not taking no for an answer,” she said to him in the tone that she had always used when they were teenagers.

  “Samantha, you don’t understand,” he tried to think of what to say. “This is sort of a complicated situation.”

  “There is nothing that is too complicated to sort out in this world,” she said as she checked the watch on her wrist. “It is barely five and I think that we can make it seeing her. What do you think? What does she do? I don’t think that you should let this chance slip through your fingers.”

  “Samantha, you're confusing me, slow down,” he said as he drained the whiskey in his glass and raised his hand for the waiter to bring a refill.

  She took a hold of his hands on the table and squeezed his hands with her small palms, sending a zing all the way down to his dick. The sort of hold that this woman had over him made him wonder because no matter how many women had touched or talked to him, none brought it out at all.

  “Okay, I'm gonna let you off the hook this time, but tonight you and I are going to just party and remember the old days. Is that okay with you?” she continued to eye him, and he wasn’t sure if it was his mind playing games, but that look was seductive.

  “That sounds much better,” he said with relief as Samantha raised her hand and signaled a waiter to bring her another drink.

  “So, tell me about everybody else, you know, my friends Cindy, Martha, and the rest. Where are they? You asked me if I was married with kids and so I think it is safe to say that they are hitched with families, right?” Samantha said.

  “Well, you know how it is with most women, they don’t like getting to their late twenties when they are still single. Most of them are married in St. Louis and I guess that you and Cindy are the only ones in that class that are still single. Most of the guys also married, making me feel very old,” he laughed.

  “I thought so. I feel like taking a walk, come on,” she stood up, picking her drink. “I hope that there is still a backyard here.”

  Chapter 7

  Samantha Reid

  They walked down the park at the back of the club. There was a swimming pool, and there were many people swimming there. That had been one of their favorite places when they were in school, darkness driving them out of the pool. Samantha held onto Robert's hand, pressed into his side. Each of them held their drinks with their free hands. Darkness was just checking in, reminding Samantha of the way that they used to sit in this backyard park, trying to count the stars.

  “The memories in this place are so fresh,” she said, looking into the sky.

  “They are the reason why I come here every single week, it reminded me of you,” he said, his gaze following hers.

  “No way, you’ve got to be kidding me, right?” she said, turning to look at him as they stopped in their tracks.

  “Would I ever lie to you, Sam?”

  No, he wouldn’t. he had to be telling the truth. If he had even taken care of her house while she was away, one thing was very clear, he was still very in love with her.

  “I thought about you a lot, too,” she breathed slowly. “But I imagined that you were married. The thing that totally shocked me, though, was the total transformation that you underwent. When I left you were chubby, and I come back and find that you're the hottest dude in town.”

  “Oh no, where are we going with this? Don’t tell me that I wasn’t handsome back then? The only difference is that I hit the gym to keep fit,” he punched her in the side.

  “No, I guess back then I treated you more like a friend, a brother. I was blind as long as we were friends,” she said slowly. “Right now, though, things are different since I'm seeing you from a woman’s point of view.”

  Her cell phone went off and she reached into her handbag for it. Eddie. She would have snubbed the call but Robert was looking at her and so she picked.

  “Hi love,” Eddie said into the phone. “How is everything working out so far?

  “So far everything is going as I had anticipated,” she replied.

  “Well, I just called to tell you that I'm really missing you. What are you doing?” Eddie asked.

  “Nothing, really. Can I call you back later?”

  “Eddie, darling, hurry up. The water in the Jacuzzi is getting cold,” Samantha heard a female voice in the background.

  “Eddie, who’s that?” she asked sharply.

  “I checked into a hotel for the evening, and that’s the housekeeper warming my bath,” Samantha knew that he was lying from the faltering of his voice.

  “And since when do housekeepers refer to hotel guests as darling? Eddie, what sort of fool do you take me to be,” tears sprang into her eyes as bitterness filled her heart. “Eddie, I know that it's that skinny bimbo, but you know what? I no longer give a fuck because you and I are done and dusted. It's over, Eddie, this relationship is over.”

  “Samantha, you need to be realistic here, what are people gonna say? What will my folks say? They are going to kill me and I'm not going to get my share of the inheritance,” his voice was almost a squeal.

  “Your inheritance is the only thing that matters to you,” she shouted. “Well, why don’t you introduce that skinny slut as your fiancée. I'm sure that your dad and mom will be so pleased, you'll automatically get your inheritance.”

  “Sam—”

  She hung up, not wanting to listen to what he had to say. Enough was enough, and this was something that she should have done a long time ago. Tears welled in her eyes and Samantha couldn’t stop herself from crying.

  “Sam, he isn’t worth your tears,” Robert said as he pulled her into his arms, letting her pour her tears into his chest. “Let it all out but know that he was never worthy of your love. You deserve better.”

  “Better, Robert, I always seem to run into bad luck with guys and I don’t understand why,” she cried into his che
st.

  “Maybe you just hadn’t met the right man—”

  “Or maybe I had him all along but I never realized it,” she said, looking up as they looked at each other.

  There was an intense attraction between them, and Samantha found her lips moving closer to Robert's as he also closed in on hers. Their lips touched lightly at first and then pulled apart before they sealed onto each other hungrily. Her lips parted as they began kissing passionately and hungrily. Samantha pressed herself into Robert, her hands going around his neck and pulling him closer. She felt as if her body had melted within, a deep comforting warmth overcoming her. Her body reacted in ways she had never experienced before as goose bumps formed all over arms, blood rushing through her veins, as she felt her clit swelling and beginning to throb.

  Samantha found that she wanted the kiss to last forever as the fireman kissed her back. This was fire and flesh blended together since she could not recall ever having been this hot in the flesh. Something else stirred her awake. She felt something starting to grow in Robert's pants. His manhood grew consistently, pressing against her body. Robert was just as aroused as she was, a very exciting fact, being that she had this mad crush on him. She rubbed her belly against the harness, prompting Robert to moan into her mouth. She was hot and horny, and she knew that the remedy to her dry spell was Robert.

  “No, Sam, we can't do this,” Robert suddenly tore his lips away from hers, his breath low and voice hoarse.

  “Robert, I think that we wasted enough time already. I have a hunch that I'm that woman you were talking about and I'm not going to let you slip away again,” she said, one of her hands slipping off his shoulder and moving down his chest and belly, to his crotch.

  “Samantha, what are you doing?” he said as she began rubbing her hand over the erection through his pants.

  “What we should have done a long time ago, Robert, I know that you want this just as much as I do,” she said.

  As she continued to rub her hand over his dick, she reached her lips back up to his and kissed him lightly.

  “I don’t think that this is the appropriate place for this, come on.”

  And just like it had always between them, Samantha took the lead in their relationship, taking his hand and guiding him back into the bar and out the front to where her car was parked.

  Chapter 8

  Robert Foster

  Robert sat back in the passenger seat of the police vehicle, looking out of the window. He could not remember ever feeling as horny as he was feeling right now. It was as if Samantha had touched him in a spot that was reserved only for her. He tried to hide his erection by pulling his vest down over his erection with little luck.

  “What are you trying to hide here?” she said as they drove through the early evening traffic.

  He held his breath when she slipped her free hand into his pants through the waist, taking it past his boxers as she grabbed a hold of his dick. Robert was rock hard and felt as if he was going to explode as she wrapped her fingers around the thickness and started jerking it up and down. She rubbed her thumb over the slit on the tip of the cock, spreading the precum that had formed there, over his sensitive skin. Robert couldn’t help groaning with desire. There was something about Samantha that got him wildly aroused. Many a time he’d had women play with his dick the same way, but none of them had ever achieved the sort of sensations that Samantha evoked in him.

  “I can see that you're enjoying it, huh!” she smiled at him before putting her concentration back on the road. “We have a lot of catching up to do. I can't believe that we wasted so much time for us to realize that this is what is right for us.”

  The car sped toward the suburbs of the city along the Mississippi. They were headed in the direction where their houses were.

  “Hey, by the way, I forgot to let you know,” he forced himself not to concentrate on the sort of pleasure she was giving him, breathing in heavily in the process.

  “What is it?” her eyes did not leave the road, on hand on the wheel, and the other in his pants.

  “Y-your h-house, I took care of i-it while you were gone. I had this strange feeling that one day you would be back,” he looked at the way that her breasts were moving up and down seductively as she turned to look at him, a broad smile on her face.

  “I know, or should I say that I found out,” she said, slipping her hand out of his pants and taking a hold of his hand.

  Samantha parted her thighs slightly and pushed his hand under her dress and in between the thighs, forcing it up her thighs. He touched her, and she was hot and wet, a swollen clit protruded out of her pussy lips.

  “I love moving around commando, no underwear,” she said to him as he eased a finger into her folds. “Maybe it is because fate knew that you and I were gonna meet.”

  “Holy fuck, you are wet,” he said as his finger slid into her slick folds, brushing over her clit.

  Robert rubbed his finger over the clit in circular motions, making Samantha groan with pleasure. He then drove the finger deep into her folds, hooking it before he pulled it out and repeated the process again. The faces that Samantha made were priceless and she even had to swerve to avoid landing in a ditch.

  “At this rate, we might crash, don’t you think?” he tried to remove his hand from in between her thighs but Samantha held it firm with her thighs, pushing it back with her hand.

  “No, don’t remove it, continue what you were doing. That feels so good.” Her words made his shaft feel as if it was going to burst with desire.

  It was a good thing that they were near Samantha's house because, in no time, she branched onto the road leading to the house, bringing the car to a stop in front of the porch.

  “Come on,” she said urgently, getting out of the car and fishing for a key inside her handbag.

  “Hey, there is no need for another key. There is a key that is in the flower pot where we always kept it,” he grabbed her hand, practically dragging her toward the porch.

  He opened the door, glad that he had hired people to clean this place regularly. The house was neat and tidy with everything just the same way that it had always been before Samantha left. As soon as he kicked the door shut, Robert pulled Samantha into his arms, kissing her passionately as he squeezed her bum with his hand. Samantha didn’t waste any time, pulling the strings of his pants open and letting them drop to the floor to leave him standing there in boxers.

  “You can't imagine how much I crave for this body of yours,” she said as she tore her lips away from his, reaching for his vest and pulling it over his head and off.

  Samantha run her hands over his chest, drawing the contours of his muscles before she crouched before him and pulled his boxers down. Robert kicked off his boots, pants, and boxers to stand stark naked before Samantha. Still crouched before him, Samantha took a hold of his manhood, stroking it up and down slowly as her face moved toward his crotch.

  “Yes, you smell and look manly,” she said, just before her lips circled around the head of his dick, sucking on it as she continued to stroke it.

  “Fuck, Sam, you're going to kill me. You can't imagine how long I have dreamed of this moment,” he groaned as her free hand went down to his balls, massaging them as the sac grew taut.

  Robert started breathing heavily, pleasure pulsating through his body as she started sucking more and more of his length into her mouth, her head moving up and down. She sucked him like a pro as he reeled in pleasure. Samantha had always been his woman, and this was the final proof.

  Chapter 9

  Samantha Reid

  She was blazing hot with desire and felt like a virgin about to give out her cookie for the first time. Her clit throbbed, and she could feel her arousal pouring out of her pussy and down her inner thighs. Robert's dick felt hard in her mouth, and his precum tasted good. She did not even want to imagine what his cum would feel like inside her pussy.

  “I can't wait any longer, Robert, I want you to make love to me right now, come on
,” she said to him as she pulled her mouth off his dick and stood up, taking his hand and leading him to her bedroom, where they had spent so much time in the past.

  By the time that they got to the bedroom, she had managed to unbutton and remove her dress and bra, leaving her naked and ready for whatever it was Robert wanted to do with her. She was his flesh, and he was her fireman, the only man that could put out the flame burning within her.

  “Are you really sure about this, Sam?” he asked her as they stood naked in the room, lust in their eyes.

  “Yes, you're the only man for me, Robert, make love to me.”

  Robert must have been feeling just as needy as she was as he pushed her backward toward the bed, making her lie on it. she moved to the center of the bed as Robert also got onto the bed, spreading her thighs wide as she laid on her back. His head dipped in between her thighs and she felt his tongue flipping over her clit pleasurably. She would have loved some foreplay, but for some reason, she felt super horny and impatient. She wanted him more than anything else she had ever wanted in her life. She took a hold of his head and pulled Robert on top of her, making him lie in between her thighs. She groaned when she felt the tip of his dick brushing over her entrance.

  Samantha took a hold of his dick and guided the head into her folds, stiffening with anxiety as he drove his cock into her. He felt thick and hard as he started driving himself in and out of her vagina. Pleasure filled her in ways never experienced before. She could feel his balls slapping against her pussy lips every time he drove in. Nothing had ever felt so right about what she was doing. His hands massaged her breasts, bringing her closer to the point of no return. And then she felt it coming from within. It felt like an enormous volcano erupting as her pussy muscles held his dick tightly, her world shattering into millions of tiny pieces of pleasure that Samantha hoped would never end. To add to the pleasure, she felt him stiffening within her, just as his hot load of cum went shooting into her vagina, blending with her juices. This had to be the paradise that she had been searching for her whole life.