Inextinguishable Love: Firefighter and Interracial Romance

by Kathleen Bunker

  “I admit I tried pushing his buttons by offering him a job. Not trying to be a home wrecker, just trying to see where his heart was. War changes a man and with Scott, I think he realizes this is his chance to be normal. You are a beautiful woman, Melinda. Even though I don’t prefer women, you are a perfect pick for him.”

  #

  Melinda blushed, already she was forming a plan to bring these two men together again. She was not insecure over their prior relationship. She understood Dillon and his motivations. Her eyes took in the whole man sitting next to her. He was tall, slender and very fit. Sure, life on a cattle ranch would do that to man.

  She could see why Scott stayed with Dillon for as long as he did. “Thank you for your honesty and truth. I have a request.” She waited for Dillon to look at her before she continued. “I invite you over for dinner next week for Scott’s birthday.” She blew out a deep breath, hoping Dillon saw the bigger request between the lines.

  Dillon laughed, slapping his lap and nodded to Melinda. “Sure, I will bring myself as his birthday gift?” He smirked at her.

  Melinda nodded. “Yes, but don’t mention this to Scott next week while you work together. I want you to be his surprise.” She stood up and faced Dillon. “But know that I will be there, this will be a group event, not a nostalgic fuck.”

  Dillon became serious and nodded. “You are something else Melinda Kemp. But if it’s ok with you, I might do my best to tempt him, to make him more open to your plan,” he suggested.

  “Great idea.” Her phone buzzed. “Scott is heading back to the house. I appreciate you, Dillon. I had a feeling when I saw you two together last night something was still strong between you.” She chose not to mention him jerking off calling out his name. That she kept to herself. She had some pride. And the remedy of that pride is to bring in her competition. If Scott ended up needing to be with Dillon, at least she gave them all an even chance.

  Dillon walked Melinda to her car, opening the door. She spontaneously hugged him then get into her car. “I’ll call you this week with the details.”

  “Yes, Ma’am.” He tipped his hat at her as she pulled out.

  Melinda could not believe she came up with such a crazy idea. She admitted the idea of Scott and Dillon having a sexual encounter turned her on. She was not jealous; she wanted Scott to be happy. And if that means bringing Dillon into their bed, so be it.

  *****

  Thursday morning Scott showered and dressed in his most faded work clothes. It surprised him to learn he still fit into these old jeans, they were a little snug. He will give Dillon a good tease.

  Melinda walked into the bedroom. “Hey birthday man, you ready for breakfast?”

  “I’m ready. My parents asked about our plans for my birthday.” He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her toward him.

  Melinda took in a quick breath. “I have a special dinner planned. But if you want to stop by their place after work, you can visit with them for a bit.”

  Scott’s hands cupped Melinda’s ass as he pulled her against him, leaning in to kiss her full on her lips. “Sounds like a plan. Let me know if I need to pick up anything on my way home tonight.”

  “Just bring yourself and your appetite.” She winked and guided him toward the kitchen.

  Scott easily fell in to the rhythm of the ranch. Working with Dillon was comfortable if not taunting. It felt as if Dillon was trying to tease him. Not that anyone would notice. He was subtle with a scratch there or a stretch here. Finally, the long shift ended and no one even wished him a happy birthday. No matter, he knew what he had waiting for him tonight.

  “See you tomorrow, Dillon.” Scott waved as he entered his truck.

  “Yup.” Was all he said.

  He headed to his parents before his big night with Melinda. He put on the radio, looking for a fast and fun song, to reflect his excitement. He settled on an old Bad Company song, appropriately enough “Ready for Love.”

  He pulled into his parent’s driveway and headed for the door.

  “Happy Birthday, my baby boy!” His mother kissed his cheek and let him enter.

  “Thanks, Ma.” He smiled and pulled out a box from his pocket. “I’m gonna propose to Melinda this weekend.” He opened the box, displaying the ring he picked out. I’m looking for a female opinion.”

  “Oh, Scott! Leave it to you to buy a gift for someone else on your birthday.”

  He laughed. “I know but I think she’s the one and if we want to start a family, this seems like the most logical step.”

  “Well, your father and I both love Melinda.” She pulled out a larger box and handed it to him. “It’s just a little something from us. You don’t have to open it now. You go. Have a great Birthday. Let us know what she says.”

  “I love you both.” Scott kissed his mother cheek and headed home.

  #

  Melinda was nervous. Now that the night is finally here, she could not believe what she was instigating. Scott is on his way home. She called Dillon. “How long until you get here?” She asked, excitement in her voice.

  “I’ll be there in thirty minutes.”

  “Perfect. I’m going to be occupying him. Dillon, I need you to take the lead and join us like it was a typical occurrence. No hesitations, no modesty, just do what feels right and don’t worry about me or my feelings…”

  “Ok, ok, Mel. I understand. You want Scott to have the best of both worlds.” He got quiet for a moment. “Melinda, I don’t know whether to thank you or curse you.”

  “I guess that all depends on how much you get off now doesn’t it?” She asked and hung up the phone. She knew what she had to do. Seduce her man.

  She put on her short red mini dress, thigh high stockings and matching red heels. Scott came home to see Melinda sitting on the sofa in a sultry position. “Hey, handsome, go shower and meet me here.”

  Scott swallowed hard and shut the door. He quickly headed to the shower to wash off his day.

  Ten minutes later he was in his silky boxers, flaunting his tight abdominal muscles.

  Her come hither look brought him to the sofa where she waited for him. He sat beside her not moving just staring at her. “You look amazing.”

  Melinda smiled, unsure where to start. She needed to have him thoroughly distracted when Dillon arrives. She put her hand around his neck and guided him on top of her on the sofa. They shared a passionate kiss. For Melinda, this was like the first time. Knowing Scott’s ex was going to be joining them excited her more than she imagined it would.

  Scott smiled at her, sliding her panties off with one quick action. Melinda grabbed each of her nipples and moaned. “I want to feel you inside me again, Baby.” She whispered, wrapping her legs around him.

  Her hand reached into his boxers and squeezed him hard on. “Mmm, just how I like you, hard and ready.” She slid down his boxers as he stood to remove them fully.

  He leaned down, nipping at her nipples, caressing her body as he brought his body on top of hers. “I love you, Melinda.” He entered her fully in one long movement.

  “Ohh, Scott. That feels so good.” She felt his whole cock moving inside her and closed her eyes. He was deliberate in his motions. Each stroke, long and even, not rushing.

  She had them turned away from the front door so Scott in his excitement did not hear Dillon come in. Melinda smiled at him and winked. She leaned up to kiss him. “Happy Birthday, Scott.” Was all she said when Dillon, now undressed came up behind Scott and rubbed his hands on his ass.

  “Happy Birthday, Scott,” Dillon whispered.

  Scott stopped for a moment, staring at Melinda. She continued thrusting her hips into him, not allowing him to think too much. “Don’t stop, Scott.” She did not want him to freak out and run out of the room. “Just let us share you. We both want this.”

  He continued his motions, slower but he did not stop. He did look confused but, but between Melinda’s soothing words and Dillon rubbing his body. He nodded and closed his eyes.
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  #

  Scott was shocked. He felt the warm, soft body of Melinda below him, then the once familiar, calloused hands of Dillon, rubbing his ass and back. Melinda somehow knew what he needed. He opened his heart to the moment and just felt.

  Her body was so responsive. He did not want to come too quickly. Dillon teased Scott’s anus, pouring some lubrication down and gently stretching his sphincter muscles.

  Oh my God. I never thought I would feel this again. He hoped Dillon would top him. What a perfect scenario. Him fucking Melinda, while Dillon fucks him. Scott was more than ready. He looked at Mel, she really loved him. He continued thrusting inside her, his one leg on the floor for stability.

  He withdrew fully then penetrated her deep. A few more times and she was panting. Dillon’s fingers were stretching him, reaching his prostate.

  Scott thought he would come right then, but focused on pleasuring Melinda. “I love you.” He said to her as he leaned in to kiss her again.

  Dillon stood, the tip of his cock edging into Scott’s lubricated anus. “Oh my God, yes, Dillon, fuck me.” He said as he continued staring at Melinda.

  He was afraid to break eye contact with her and this all be a dream. “I have never felt so open, Melinda.” Dillon penetrated his cock another two inches inside him. Matching the rhythms of Scott and Melinda.

  Soon the three were in sync with Scott being the pivot of action. Dillon continued rubbing Scott’s back, holding onto his waist as the three came close to climax.

  “Scott, don’t stop, I’m so close!” Melinda cried out.

  “Oh, my God, this is so perfect.” Scott closed his eyes again trying to hold back his orgasm. He knew from experience, Dillon could hold out forever if he wanted to. And now remembering how talented his cock really was. Dillon was hitting his spot as Scott was hitting Melinda’s.

  “I’m gonna lose it,” he cried out. In on massive movement, a wave of orgasm flowed through the three of them.

  “Yes, Scott, I’m coming.” Melinda cried in time with Scott who was only able to grunt his orgasm as Dillon pushed him deeper into Melinda.

  Dillon was the last to climax as he thrust a few more times, finishing the wave of orgasm between them.

  Dillon gently backed out and sat back on the sofa behind the couple.

  Scott gently withdrew from Melinda, giving her a final kiss before sitting up. He turned to Dillon, making the decision to straddle Dillon’s lap.

  He began kissing Dillon fully on the mouth. He held his chin and rubbed his hands on Dillon’s chest. “Jesus, Dillon, you are a beast.” He smiled, and looked over at Melinda.

  She was smiling and just sitting facing them. He felt her love and her compassion. He saw she was happy with his happiness. She somehow knew Dillon also made him happy.

  “Thank you both.” He smiled at Dillon and Melinda. “This has been the best birthday, ever.”

  Dillon grabbed his head and began kissing him with a force. Scott was not sure what will happen in the future; if Dillon would agree to this again. But he knew this night, was special. He had the two people he loved most in the world naked on the sofa with him right now and that is all that mattered.

  The one thing he learned while in the Marines is there is no guarantee of a tomorrow. He would live this moment in his mind forever.

  Dillon’s kisses both excited him and grounded him. He reached for Melinda’s hand and she came over toward them.

  Scott turned his head and kissed Melinda. She would be his wife. She would be the mother of his children. But where does Dillon fit-in in his life?

  He knew this was a constant fear.

  Maybe if Melinda agreed, they could keep their relationship open to Dillon. Scott knew Dillon wanted to keep in the closet. Maybe he could be with them without the rest of the world knowing.

  Scott looked between the two of them and smiled. Right now, he knew what he really wanted to do. “Let’s take this into the bedroom and maybe take it slower this time?”

  Melinda smiled, nodding. Dillon shrugged, but Scott saw the happiness in his eyes and knew his heart.

  Tonight would just be the beginning, making a perfect soldier’s return.

  THE END

  Another bonus story is on the next page.

  Bonus Story 17 of 44

  WE WERE THREE

  It’s been two years since graduation. Hard to believe the three of us are still going strong. It seems we’ve beat some sort of odds here where so many others have issues with a successful relationship between just two people. Here we’ve made it work for this long with flying colors and are still that fearsome threesome. We’re just awesome like that. I am officially the luckiest girl in the entire world, right here.

  If I’m going to tell this story right I’d better start at the beginning and that would definitely be “The Graduation Party”. Cash’s folks really did things up for us that night and the place looked more like a prom than a party. That romantic air though, probably helped nudge along some feelings that had been brewing beneath the surface of our inseparable friendship more and more in that last year. We were happy, the three of us as friends, so none of us wanted to tamper with that tight bond and think outside of our perfectly fine constant party of three.

  We were just freed from our four year’s hard work and dues paying in college, and we were shining stars on cloud nine out to enjoy the night meant to celebrate just that. Toasts had been made and cocktails downed, we were well fed on hors d'oeuvres, and were laughing our heads off with all of our favorite people, dancing the night away.

  I was out on the patio with my long time friend Charlotta when Andrew asked if he could talk with me for a moment. Immediately I knew something was off and thought maybe a relative was sick or that he was going to spring on me that he was moving away—he was that serious.

  *****

  Andrew sat me down and seemed to take things in for a moment, catching his breath. My sleeveless metallic and shimmering jacquard frock embellished with beaded flowers near the collarbone, with its princess seams and flared skirt with pleat accents, a Teri Jon by Rickie Freeman, was shining under the lanterns. It helped to keep up my glow and confidence from within. I sat up straight and intently tried to read him caringly, as he seemed to be sweating something.

  “Holly, I—” and he rethought for a moment, “I don’t know how to say this so I’m just going to say it.”

  “Okay.” I said, my eyebrows raised. I nodded, ready to be there for him.

  “I fucking love you Holly.”

  “I fucking love you, too, babe!” I smiled back and felt the excitement of the evening, such a glorious time for all of us.

  “Look, I want you to know that you can always count on me, like always. But we’ve graduated now—we’re supposed to all be moving on and finding jobs and running off and getting married and starting families and…” We both started laughing, it’s a lot to swallow, but true. We were expected to work on growing up at this point. He went in again to get to a point, and I stared at his blue eyes and cute little stubble mustache look and grinned at the sight of him, just loving this man to the core.

  “I want you,” he blurted out.

  At that point I remember my heart stopping and my smile faded with pure shock. I almost opened my mouth enough to try and talk him out of it when he interrupted.

  “Don’t say anything,” he went on, “I just can’t ever imagine ever wanting to be with anyone else, I love you too much. Please don’t freak out. Don’t tell Cash, just take some time to think about it.”

  This was taboo. Our mere existence survived on the friendship between the three of us and I couldn’t imagine tainting that or hurting Cash, ever. I wouldn’t even let my mind wander into that territory. As I steamed up in thought, almost mad at Andy and stuttering, I noticed his eyes dart around the now empty patio and out of nowhere he just leaned over. I got this feeling he was going to kiss me but it wasn’t awkward.

  He grabbed my waist and with his lips brushi
ng up against mine he said, “I’m going to fucking kiss you,” and in that moment a rush ran up my spine, tapping into a lust buried so deep under what was right, all the way down to something I must have wanted all along and never knew—and he did. Up to that point it was the hottest kiss of my life.

  *****

  Frozen in time, Andy had to take my hand and pull me up.

  “C’mon, seriously, don’t freak out. Just think about it. Let’s just have a good time,” and then he led me back inside. I could feel myself two shades pinker as I walked in and him giving my hand a squeeze in his made it only a little better. It took a few distractions and laughing fits brought on by my beloved pals, but it wasn’t too long before I was able to shake the whole scenario and try to get back into party mode.

  Cash was busy being life of the party for most of the night, but when one of our songs came on we hit the floor. Oh, what a night and the electricity was surging through me. I was in a dreamland and felt like a diva of the night; just having such a good time and then there we were, laughing our heads off and catching our breath to this old slow jazz song.

  “It’s the best part of our life,” Cash sang out in sing-song fashion as he twirled me. “The world is our oyster,” he sang teasingly and dramatically pulled me close like we were on some kind of dance show.

  “Cynthia and her crew were at it again tonight,” he said with an eye-roll.

  Gosh those girls would never stop. For years they seemed to have nothing to talk about to Cash, who they were obviously all obsessed with, except to poke at him with asking when he and I were going to just drop the show and admit we were doing it… annoying! (To say the least.)

  “I got’em,” he said with this spark in his eye and I could tell he was up to something. I gave the question, do-tell eyebrow raise. “I told them I would ask you out just so they’d back off. I don’t think it was what any of them wanted to hear.”

  “Yeah, I bet not!” I laughed. With a quick glance out of our little dancing powwow, I saw the girls eyeing us and fake-slapped Cash on the shoulder. “You’re serious?!” He chuckled with this villain grin. “You’re playing with their fragile hearts,” I reminded him and with that he swung me around again and started back in with the sing-song talking.