“Oh yes!” she cried out. “Fuck me, Caleb. Fuck me!”

I knew her cries of pleasure could be heard in the common area, but I didn’t care. I slammed my cock inside of her with force while waves of pleasure rolled through me. I was close to spilling my load inside her, and I didn’t want to hold myself back. I moved faster, selfishly seeking my own release.

“Yes! Oh fuck, yes!”

She came hard and fell against the mattress. I followed suit, grunting and slapping her ass while I shot forward. My legs trembled for a second before I pulled out of her and sat back.

“That was incredible.” She giggled and rolled over. I took in the sight of her naked tits. Now that I was done with her, they did nothing for me.

“I’m not surprised,” I said.

She laughed as if I was joking.

“Thanks for that.” She sat up and kissed me, then jumped out of bed and pulled on her dress. She was gone in seconds.

***

“There he is!” Jason yelled. I ignored him and moved toward the coffee pot.

“She still in there?” Tyler asked.

“Who?” I poured myself a cup of coffee pretending not to know what he was talking about.

“Oh yes!” Jason said, imitating Trish’s voice. “Fuck me, Caleb! Fuck me!”

“We left the bunks empty for you all night,” Tyler said. “Didn’t want to interrupt round two.”

“Well you wasted a good nights’ sleep then,” I said. “She bounced about two seconds after I was done.”

“Why?” Tyler asked. “You do it wrong?”

“Well, you heard her,” I said, grinning. “What do you think?”

“You’re one cocky son of a bitch,” Jason said, shaking his head.

“It’s not cockiness,” I said. “It’s well-deserved confidence.”

Both Jason and Tyler erupted in laughter. I shot them both a devious grin and proceeded to focus my attention on my coffee. My next shift started this morning, and one night off was not enough to re-energize me. I clung to my coffee mug while the guys continue

d to make jokes about Trish.

“Don’t break my balls guys,” I said. “Just because none of you can get any.”

Just as Jason was about to open his mouth, the bell chimed overhead. We froze for a split second before we all flew into action. We ran from the kitchen, grabbing our gear and sliding down to the truck as we moved. I was fully dressed and on the truck in seconds, the others following behind.

Tyler hit the siren and pulled out of the station, speeding down the road toward our call. Like always, we were silent on the truck. All shit talking forgotten. This wasn’t another game, this was our job, and every single one of us took it seriously. While we sped through town, we prepared ourselves for what we would see.

We saw the smoke first, spiraling up from an apartment building. Tyler turned the corner, and we saw it, flames shooting out of every window. Our bodies tensed, ready to fight the blaze.

Before Tyler could stop, we were off the truck, uncoiling the hose and preparing for a fight.

“Over here!” someone screamed. I whipped my head around to see a man running toward us. He was panicked, and his face was covered in ash. “My wife! She’s in there with our daughter! They’re trapped!”

“Where?” I demanded.

“Third floor,” he said, his voice shaky.

I glanced behind me where Jason was standing. He nodded, and we took off running, throwing on our masks and hurtling through the flames. Once inside, we slowly climbed the crumbling staircase. The place was barely holding on. We knew we only had seconds to get in and out.

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