Firefighter's Virgin

“Mmm, this blouse is so soft,” he said as his hands moved to the bottom of my blouse and pulled it out from my skirt. “Do you have the white bra on I gave you?”

“I think you need to keep your hands to yourself, mister,” I teased. “We are going to get ourselves arrested for indecent exposure.”

I was joking, but there was a part of me that was a little worried that we were going to cause a scene. I wasn’t the kind of girl who had sex in public or let a guy play with me like Brandon had just done. This wasn’t me, yet it felt like me. I was a little out of my comfort zone and needed to pull things back in a bit.

“I’m not exposing anything, yet,” he laughed. “Please, tell me this is the one I gave you?” His fingers moved under my blouse, and I felt my nipples perk up to attention.

“Yes, now get your hands back on your side of the table.”

“Are you really sure you need to work?”

“Yes. Hands back to your side,” I said firmly as I pulled his hand away and placed it on the table with his other one, while trying not to smile at him. “You are being very naughty.”

“Okay, I give up. I can’t handle it. I need to have my hands on you,” he laughed and leaned in toward me.

Brandon looked at me as if he wanted to actually devour me right there in the restaurant. It had been so long since I’d been looked at like that. So long since a man wanted to flirt with me in the middle of a public place. My heart was bursting with desire for this guy. I didn’t even care if what was going on was just pure lust; it didn’t matter. I felt great and wanted more of it. I couldn’t get enough.

We finally finished our food and flirted our way right out the door and toward my office. I was tempted to cave in and give up the rest of my day to him, but I just couldn’t step away from the mess that was going on with our systems. As much as I would have loved to spend my day in his bed, I was responsible and work came first.

“Thanks for walking me back to my office,” I said as he pulled me up against him and we leaned on the building. “I should get back up there now.”

“So, you’re really going to leave me hanging?” His hips pressed against me and I felt his body bulging with desire.

I didn’t want to. I wanted to give in and go with him to his house. Oh, how I wanted to feel his hands on my naked body as I screamed out in pleasure.

I wanted to do it, but I wasn’t going to because I was responsible and I needed my job. My boss already hated me and I wasn’t about to give him a reason to fire me.

“Absence makes the heart grow fonder.”

“Friday, you and me, an official date. Do you have a babysitter for the night?”

“Maybe. You’ll just have to wait and see.”

His warmth set my body on fire, and I couldn’t help but press my hips back into him and tease him a little. We were in front of my office building, though, and I couldn’t take things much further than I was already. Instead, I kissed him and pressed away from him so I could go back to work.

Brandon held onto my hand and pulled me back toward him as he kissed me passionately one last time. His lips urged me on, and I found myself wrapped around him and unwilling to release our lip lock. My body felt comfortable next to his, unusually comfortable for a man I’d only been out with twice, but I went with it anyways.

“Okay, I really need to get back to work now,” I whispered as I looked up at his amazing eyes.

“I’m not stopping you.”

“Yes. Yes, you are. Your lips, your hands, those damn eyes… They are too hard to resist.”

“I’ll close my eyes.”

He did close his eyes and pulled his hands behind his back as he stood there smiling at me. I used the only bit of willpower I had to kiss him quickly, one last time, and then ran into the building.

“Mattie, I’m in love,” I said.

“Wow, you look in love. But you hardly know this guy. What happened to taking it slow?”

“Why do I look in love? Is it because I’m smiling? Damn, I can’t stop smiling. Even thinking about him has my body tingling from my toes to my head. What is going on? I seriously didn’t plan this at all. I couldn’t have planned this. I hardly know him, oh man,” I rambled on as I collapsed in my seat.

“That consultant guy was here a minute ago; he needs you to log him into the system so he can look for the errors again.”

“Oh God; it’s ridiculous that Robert would rather let some strange consultant fix things than allow me to do my job. It’s like he doesn’t care that I actually work here.?

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