Burned: An Older Man Younger Woman Romance (A Man Who Knows What He Wants #8)

by Flora Ferrari

  I had never been pursued like this before. I felt so special. I had heard stories of women throwing themselves at fireman and had no reason to doubt what I’d heard. Liam had choices, yet he was picking me. The girl with burns all over her arms and only half his age.

  His hand reaches around and grabs my ass. I’d been lying around recovering so I’d packed on a few extra pounds. He didn’t seem to notice or care. He squeezes harder and a moan escapes his lips. Then he backs away.

  “Are you okay with everything?”

  “Yes,” I say. “Did I seem tentative?”

  “No, but this is happening very fast. I just want to make sure you have a second to process it.”

  “Rational thought wasn’t exactly on my mind at the moment.”

  He smirks. “What is on your mind…at the moment?”

  “Well, we can start with that steel rod you’re smuggling in your pants.”

  “You mean this one,” he says. He grabs almost halfway down his thigh, and it’s not for show. Good Lord, I can see he’s got it in his hand. I wasn’t imagining its size.

  “Don’t you need a license to carry that?”

  “Not if I only use it on one person.”

  “Please. I’m sure you have girls lining up.”

  He takes a step back. “Maybe I do, but I never noticed.”

  “You’re joking, or trying to make me feel better?”

  He rubs his chin and squints. “I don’t want to put a heavy cloud over our banter, but I’m really not. I just haven’t met anyone that I’ve been interested in.”

  I believe him, but something doesn’t seem to add up. How could I be the one that checks all the boxes for this extremely desirable man? My self-esteem is normal I would say, but come on…I’m sure this guy has his pick. “Why me, then?”

  “It’s not something that can be answered rationally. It’s just you. It’s that simple and that complicated, if you make it out to be, at the same time.”

  “And it’s really that simple to you?”

  “It couldn’t be easier. Not thought required. I know I want you and I know I’m going to show you I’m the right guy for you. It’s that clear to me.”

  “And if I say no?”

  “I won’t stop. I’ll keep coming until you say yes.”

  I can’t wait to see you keep cumming.

  “But something tells me you’re not going to say no. That you feel it too,” he says as his fingers graze my cheek.

  “Even if I say yes, what about Jennifer?”

  “Jennifer is an adult now. She can make her own decisions, as can I.”

  “Aren’t you worried how she’ll feel about this?”

  “The last thing I want to do is hurt my baby, and initially she’ll be shocked. I don’t doubt that at all. Most everyone will be shocked. With time, they’ll see, and then it will be as normal to them as waking up in the morning.”

  “I’m not so sure,” I say. I think he’s looking at this from an older, mature person’s point of view. This is going to be weird for everyone, for a long time. “Anyways, we can’t say anything right now because of your pending situation.”

  “Unfortunately,” he says. His head drops just a bit and his gaze catches the sidewalk. I can see he’s visibly upset. I like that he can’t wait to show the world how much he wants me. His head shoots back up and his eyes meet mine. “But that will be cleared up real soon, and when it is then we can do whatever we want.”

  He slides back into me, kissing me again as if the thought of our future together has already been decided. We’re back under the lamppost again, but he doesn’t seem to notice or care.

  Ten minutes later we’ve exchanged numbers and I’m in a cab heading home. Home being my temporary apartment until I can find a new one. Paying the first month’s rent, last month’s rent, and a security deposit on the new place wiped me out. Fortunately they even rented to me after what happened at my last place.

  My head’s still spinning on the ride home. I look out the window trying to focus on the passing buildings, but my mind always goes back to him. What in the hell just happened? Out of the frying pan and into the fire. Just as soon as I’m out of a relationship with one guy and I’m already in a new one with another. It’s not that I had planned it that way, and if I had I certainly wouldn’t have planned it with my best friend’s dad. What am I going to say to Jennifer?

  ‘Sorry I didn’t join you last night. I circled back to the bar to make out with your dad. Oh, and we’re a thing now.’ That’s not going to fly at all.

  I couldn’t even imagine if the tables were turned, but then again I wouldn’t have to. I don’t even know who my dad is, let alone have one to talk to or introduce to my friends. All I knew were foster homes and people that didn’t really love me. I swear for one family it was just for the tax breaks and government assistance. I was so disgusted when I overheard them talking about it that I requested to go back to a group home.

  I guess it makes sense that I might be attracted to a father figure, but I’d always been with guys my own age before. I’d never fallen into that cliche. This was so much more than a cliche. This was real. The way he kissed me and the way it made me feel.

  I feel my phone vibrate in my pocket when I walk in the door. It’s a WhatsApp message from Jennifer. Sooo many guys here. Wish you stayed.

  I think about texting her back, but then realize she’s just crazy enough to send a cab to my place to pick me up. Better to talk to her in the morning. And what a talk that’s going to be.

  So…about your dad?

  CHAPTER 8

  Liam

  I park my car and walk up the front steps to City Hall. I can’t remember the last time I wore a suit and tie. I’m getting a lot of looks, but I don’t care.

  All I can think about is Emma, and getting this case behind me. I didn’t want to tell her last night. No need to add drama to her life. And I know from years of experience that it might just make her feel guilty. Not that she should feel that way, but unfortunately that’s not how our minds work. I was just doing my job. She didn’t get ask to get caught up in that fire her knucklehead ex-boyfriend started and she certainly doesn’t need a guilt trip over it.

  If anyone should be feeling guilty it should be him, but he’s nowhere to be found. I can’t say I’m surprised, but I’m not angry either. I’d sure like to tell him off, but it’s best for everyone if he just finds a hole and crawls up in it. Emma is mine now. There’s nothing anyone can say or do about it.

  And after today, I’ll show them exactly why I wasn’t at fault and I’ll be back on shift. I can hardly wait. I can’t wait to get back to work, and I can’t wait to spend the day with Emma. I don’t want to have to worry about snooping reporters or ‘this doesn’t look good’ from human resources. Put his behind me so I can look to a future that’s so bright. Thanks to her.

  CHAPTER 9

  Liam

  W hat was supposed to take a couple hours drags on all day and into the evening. I leave exhausted. The review board doesn’t tip their hand the entire time. I go in feeling confident, but based on their lack of any type of human reaction I really don’t know what they’re going to say.

  Can you come over? I text.

  When? She replies.

  Now.

  Where were you all day? Thought you were going to call.

  Had some things to take care of. Will tell you all about it.

  She texts back an angry face.

  Review board. I didn’t want to ruin our evening last night. My case was today.

  A surprised face pops up on my screen. I’ll be over within an hour.

  Thirty minutes later my door bell is ringing. I’m just out of the shower and into fresh clothes.

  I open the door and there she is. She’s all I wanted to see all day and now that I can my entire body relaxes. But it doesn’t last long. Just as quickly as she’s comforted me now she’s got me feeling excited…everywhere.

  I invite her in and pour her
a glass of wine which had been breathing since I got home. She offers up a toast to putting this situation behind us. I couldn’t agree more and tap her wine glass with my beer bottle.

  “How was your day?” I begin.

  “The normal stuff, plus just looking to get a roommate as quickly as possible. My new lease is month-to-month so I need to get someone in quickly or go with Plan B.”

  “What’s Plan B?”

  “Your guess is as good as mine.”

  “Don’t worry about it, sweetheart. I know plenty of guys at the station looking for roommates, and fireman make the best roommates because they’re either passed out for hours at a time after a twenty-four hour shift, or at work.”

  “Plenty of guys, huh?” She easily saw where I was taking this.

  “Plenty, but of course there’s one guy in particular I would highly, highly, highly recommend.”

  “Hmmm…are his initials, by any chance, LL?”

  “Like LL Bean? Maybe.”

  She leans in and we kiss. It had only been one night since our last kiss, but I’d missed her so damn much.

  “You kiss with so much meaning,” she says.

  “Is there any other way?”

  “Not with you there isn’t.”

  “I take it as a compliment.” I’m not entirely sure what she means and this is definitely not the moment I want to talk about her ex.

  “That’s how I meant it. You’re just so tuned in. You’re so present. You make me feel like I’m the only thing that matters. The only girl in the world.”

  “You are,” I say. And damn do I mean it. With her it’s like other girls just melt away. I don’t even see their looks. I don’t even hear their whispers. And I wouldn’t care if I did. I only care about her. “And I’m going to show you exactly what I mean.”

  If she thought I was tuned in before, now it’s time to show her a whole ‘nother level. I grab her face and kiss her deep. It’s how I wanted to kiss her last night. Now with no-one around to stop me I’m free to do what I please. And please her is exactly what I have planned.

  My tongue explores her mouth as I taste her. She smells amazing. So feminine, but not overpowering. It’s like a perfume mixed with her natural scent, and it’s driving me wild.

  “Your skin is so soft,” I say in between kissing her.

  “It’s soft other places too,” she says.

  My hand traces the outlines of her body and slides behind her back. I grab a handful of her ass hard and I feel her breathe into my mouth.

  “I’m exploring other places,” I say.

  “What do you think about my other places?”

  “I don’t think. I know I want to get to know them better.”

  “Maybe you should introduce yourself,” she says.

  My hand slides up, underneath her sweater. Her skin is soft and warm. My hand continues until it meets her bra. I squeeze her breast hard. There’s too much padding and I’m frustrated I can’t feel her in my hand.

  I reach behind and unhook her bra as she climbs into my lap. I stand and her legs wrap around behind me. I carry her to the bedroom and lie her on her back. I reach down and pull her sweater up over her head. Her bra clings to the fabric and comes off too.

  “Perfect breasts,” I say.

  “They’re too small” she says.

  “Perfect,” I repeat. “It’s not the size, it’s the shape. And beautiful, your shape is perfect.”

  Her nipples are rock hard and I can’t control myself. I thrust myself on top of her, my mouth engulfing her breast. My other hand is teasing her other nipple. Gently twisting it and rolling it while my mouth does the same with the nipple it’s claimed.

  Her head leans back and her fingertips slide along my scalp. Damn, we’re just getting started and I’m already so hard I could pop.

  My hand traces its way over her stomach and underneath her panties. She’s wet as the ocean and I can’t wait to dive in.

  I reach down with both hands and unbutton her pants. I grab ahold hard and yank down even harder. I’m scrambling to get her legs out and she’s fumbling to do the same. We’re moving so fast. Neither one of us wants to wait another second.

  I throw her pants aside and bury my face in her pussy. I lick straight up her folds as she moans. Her fingertips are back in my hair and she’s pressing my face hard into her crotch. I gently massage the outsides of her labia while I lick her pussy with long flat strokes before alternating with a more pointed tongue diving deep inside her folds.

  I feel her inner thighs clench against my ears so hard I can barely hear when she yells, “Liam, I’m cumming!”

  I feel her pussy try to clamp down on my tongue, and I quickly slide in two fingers mid-orgasm and begin with a come higher motion. Her whole body is pulsating as I find her G-spot. Her orgasm intensifies and she shoots up in bed breathing hard with her eyes wide open. She’s screaming and shaking and suddenly she’s grabbing the sides of my head pulling my face to hers.

  She kisses me deep before she falls back into the pillows. I flip her over and quickly slide out of the rest of my clothes. I’ve got my cock in my hand and I’m slapping the tip against her pussy in an upward motion. The angle’s off, so I quit fucking around and do what I can no longer wait to do. I put my cock right at her entrance and slide my hips forward.

  Her wet pussy is like a glove squeezing the life out of my dick. She’s too tight and it’s going to make me cum too soon. My thoughts aren’t the only thing I can’t control when I’m with her.

  I pull out as slow as I can, making sure she can feel each nerve ending as my dick passes through her opening. I keep my hips in position and lean forward, sliding two fingers inside her mouth. She grabs my wrist and jams my fingers into her mouth. I’m turned on too much to regulate my speed and my thrusts go faster and deeper matching my fingers.

  I feel her pussy clench again on my dick again and it’s too much to take. She yells, “I’m cumming,” and I moan something primal from deep inside me.

  I explode inside her and feel my cock instantly become super sensitive. I collapse on top of her. I grab her hair and turn her head towards me. We kiss.

  “I want to do that again,” she says.

  CHAPTER 10

  Emma

  H e scoops me up in his arms and carries me into the shower. He turns on the water before setting me down on my feet. He pulls me in close. My softness slammed against his rock hard everything. I couldn’t have asked for a sexier, more chiseled man. The feel of his touch along my body and his muscles underneath my fingertips and I’m right back to where we were in bed. The water’s coming down on top of me and I feel like I’m underneath a Hawaiian waterfall. It’s warm and comforting, enhanced to the limit with his presence.

  He’s a big, tall, strong man. If that wasn’t enough he’s a fireman. Everything about him screams, ‘I’ll protect you.’ I’m no longer in danger without him. The danger I face is with him. I could fall so hard for this man. It wouldn’t take much more if I haven’t already.

  He grabs a handful of my wet hair and pulls my head back exposing my neck which is quickly covered in his kisses. I feel his fingers slide in between my legs and inside me. He finds my spot again immediately and calls me to cum. I have no choice but to answer. Water is falling in my mouth as I’m screaming. I can’t tell if I’m about to drown or more alive than I’ve ever been.

  He scoops me up and pins me against the shower wall. My vision is blurred but I can feel he’s hard again. He slides in closer and sets me down right on his cock. His hands move to my hips and he steps back away from the wall. He’s sliding me up and down on his rod impaling me with each stroke. He’s got me suspended in mid-air, his hands strong enough to support my entire body weight. I feel light and beautiful and I’m floating on a cloud. And just like a cloud I begin to rain down, but it’s another orgasm as my pussy tries its best to lock on to his member. He’s too strong, and seconds later I feel his second warm gift inside me and my eyes shut.

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nbsp; We do our best to take a proper shower and make our way back to bed. I’m basking in the post sex glow, curled up against his chest.