Smoke and Fire (Surrender to Them 1)

“That was intense.” I sank into the mattress and felt their arms wrap around me.

“We’re definitely doing that again…” Chase exhaled sharply. “I just need a few minutes to recharge.”

“Me too.” Trent nodded. “But we’re trading places—I definitely want to feel her pussy on my cock.”

“You’re gonna love it. It’s the best one I’ve ever had.” Chase leaned forward and kissed my forehead. “You’re truly amazing—you deserve this kind of passion every night.”

“And we know how to get you wet enough to beg for it.” Trent moved his hand down and squeezed my ass.

My body didn’t feel like it could take any more, yet I didn’t want them to stop. They had unlocked something buried inside me for five years and it felt like I couldn’t put those desires back in the box again. I felt safe in their embrace, but part of that realization still scared me. I became vulnerable when I explored those fantasies. I held nothing back—I begged for things I didn’t want—just to get a taste of what I did. I wanted to warn them, but I was scared to push them away. They had no idea what they had done to me or how ravenous my desires would become. They were adventurous, but I wasn’t sure they were prepared for the woman they had unleashed.

What will they do when I need more than just a spanking? Can they push themselves that far?

There was so much of myself that I kept hidden from the world. Legally, my name was Kayla Lewis, but it wasn’t the name I was born with. I came into the world as Hannah Summers. My parents treated me well. I was an only child until I was five years old when my mother got pregnant with my brother, Brandon. He wasn’t even out of diapers before she had my youngest brother, Christian. They were rambunctious, to say the least. My mother used to joke that if one of them had been her first child, she would have never let my father near her again. She called me her perfect little angel who made her believe that she wanted more children. It was all in jest, but there was a hint of authenticity in her voice—especially when she was chasing one of my brothers around the house. She had no idea I would be the one that brought on the most disappointment.

Ten

Trent

We took Kayla’s beautiful body and bent it to our will. She stayed between us until it was time for our next twenty-four hour shift. I felt a strange ache when we were finally forced to leave her behind at our apartment. She got time off work to look for a new place to stay, but we didn’t want her to go. She agreed to at least stay until we returned and let us figure out where things were going before a permanent decision was made. That meant forty-eight more hours in heaven with her beautiful curves making every moment explosive. I wanted more and I could tell those same desires were burning inside Chase as well. We had never had a woman that stayed more than one night, but there was something special about Kayla that drew both of us to her without any sort of understanding where it was going to lead.

“Do you think this is something that could actually work? The three of us together?” Chase looked over at me as we climbed into my truck and I cranked it up.

“I don’t know. We’ve talked about it before, but it’s always been more of a joke.” I put the truck in drive and hit the gas.

“It might be tough to explain to your parents.” Chase chuckled and reached for his coffee. “Mine are so dysfunctional that it doesn’t matter, but I know your mom is still hoping you come home to claim your grandmother’s wedding band for your future bride.”

“Yeah.” I nodded and sighed. “I always figured I would too—when I met the right girl.”

“I know this is new, but we may have met the one, even if it is complicated as fuck.” Chase sipped his coffee and exhaled. “Listen to me, talking about some girl like she’s more than a cheap thrill between our shifts.”

“You used to have a different view before your last real girlfriend tore everything apart.” I looked over at him. “Maybe those wounds are starting to heal.”

“You sappy son of a bitch.” Chase chuckled. “I think you’re the one that benefited most of all when that relationship went to hell—that’s when I started bringing home girls for us to share.”

“I think you just felt sorry for me because I kept trying to find the perfect girl while you were fucking a random new one every night.” I chuckled along with him and sipped my coffee.

The girls Chase brought home had been a pleasant distraction, but none of them were ever going to be a permanent fixture in our lives. We always found something wrong with them when we had our fun. It was an illusion that masked both of our problems. Chase didn’t want to get too close to another girl after his breakup, and sharing a girl with me helped him avoid any sort of emotional connection. I was waiting for p

erfection that I had started to believe didn’t exist. I was in a dating slump and it was starting to take a toll on me. We carved out something that worked, and it had been enough to keep us going. I had a feeling that was about to change. Kayla was different.

“I can’t believe she hadn’t been with anyone for five years. What kind of fool walks into work every day and sees a girl like that without asking her out? Hell, who passes her on the street without asking her out?” Chase turned and stared out the window.

“I don’t know. I think part of that was her doing. You saw how she reacted last night when we started talking about her punishment—her eyes went wild.” I nodded as the memory flashed in my head.

“Yeah, and she said someone hurt her. Someone that took it too far.” Chase sipped his coffee and leaned back against the seat.

“We’ve seen that before.” I turned the truck towards the fire station when the light in front of me turned green. “Some of the girls want their asses blistered red while some of them ask for a spanking and freak out when they feel a good hard smack.”

“Yeah.” Chase nodded and chuckled. “Leave it to us to be discussing the finer points of spanking someone on the way to work.”

“Now I just want to turn this truck around and go back home.” I sighed and drained the last drop from my coffee cup.

“You would get no complaints from me.” A huge grin spread across Chase’s face.

“It’s going to be a long shift.” I pulled my truck into a parking space and killed the engine. “I wonder if they’d buy it if we both called in sick.”

“Too late for that—the Chief has spotted us.” Chase motioned with his hand towards the fire station.