Page 36 of Embers of You (Amity #1)

Sutton

Lily peaks around the corner after Jameson is gone, and sighs. “I didn’t want to interrupt, but I take it you two figured out your little lovers quarrel?”

“That’s not what it was,” I deny, trying to focus back on finishing the dog on my table.

“Right, that’s what they all say. But a ‘not lovers quarrel’ was how I ended up at a male strip club with a group of friends one weekend last term.”

Here we go.

“One of the guy’s had a dick piercing, which I’ve never seen before and it looks pretty scary. But he was hitting it against the pole, so the music was playing while he just swung his dick and it made a sound every time the metal hit the metal.”

Part of me wants to ask how this is where her brain went, the other part of me is curious where else the story is going to go. If there’s one thing about Lily, it’s that whatever she’s going to say, it’s never anything you expect. I have a feeling this won’t be any different.

“Another guy came out with an electric skillet and started doing this like fire dance around it.”

My point exactly.

“One of my friends, not the one who was in the fight with her situationship, but another one that was with us, ended up fucking that guy in the bathroom.”

“Was it the same one that ducked the duck man?” I can’t help myself, she’s rubbing off on me.

“No, she wasn’t with us. But she said he had a massive dick and ended up going to a hotel with him. Once they got there he expected her to pay for half and she actually did. And still had sex with him.”

“The bathroom wasn’t enough for her?” I bite back my laughter.

“Apparently not, though she said his dick was painfully big so I’m shocked she went back for seconds.”

That comment gets me and the laugh bursts out of me. It also makes me think of my own…situation with Jameson and how I’m impressed I went back for seconds as well with him considering his size. But it’s not just about that with him, he makes it impossible to want to stay away completely.

“Did she see him again?”

“Of course not, he had her pay for half the hotel. That was for a good time, not a long time.”

Yet again, I don’t know how we got here, but I appreciate the insane story. There’s never a dull day with Lily and it helps me get through the rest of my work day without constantly looking over to watch Jameson.

Once I’m done for the day, I head home to let Bennet out. I know Jameson asked me to come back to see him, but I don’t want to disturb him at work. I’ll call him later.

I’m not even home for five minutes before I see his name lighting up my phone, and I answer as I let Bennet outside.

“Hello?” I answer.

“You didn’t come by and see me before you went home.”

“I didn’t want to bother you; I’ll see you when you’re off work.”

“Come back.”

I chuckle, shaking my head, though he can’t see me. “Jameson, I’ll see you when you’re not working.”

“I told you, I need to see you in order to get through the night. You’re really going to make me wait and just hope I manage to get through?” he says dramatically.

“I think you’ll be just fine.”

“You really want to risk that? I may just have to make an excuse to come to your house. I just don’t think I’ll be able to get through, Sutton, please.”

I giggle. “You’re something else, you know that?”

“Tell me what else I am then because all I want to be is yours.”

I gasp softly, possessive talk during a heated moment is one thing, but this just flowed, and it has my heart racing in my chest. It has me feeling all sorts of feelings that have been dormant for too long.

“All I want is a goodnight kiss from you,” he pleads.

I find myself unable to say no to him, and that’s something I worry will come back to bite me one of these days, but instead, I agree.

After I let Bennet back inside, I change out of my gross grooming clothes and since the summer evening is warm I pull on a simple T-shirt dress and some tennis shoes.

I’m just running over to say goodnight to Jameson; I won’t be gone long and that’s exactly what I tell Bennet as he looks at me oddly when I grab my keys to leave again.

Once I park, I pull my phone out to text Jameson because I’m not about to walk right up to the door. The only reason I did earlier was because it was open and I knew it was him.

Sutton: I’m parked outside.

Jameson: I’ll come out.

I wait until I see him step outside before I get out of my car and can’t help but speed walk over to him. He pulls me into a tight hug the second I’m within arms reach and I melt into him just like I always do the second his arms are around me.

“I want to show you something,” he tells me, pulling back slightly.

“I’m just here to say goodnight; you didn’t tell me you had other plans for us.”

“Do you have a hot date you need to get to?”

“What if I do?” I raise my chin.

“Then I’ll make sure to keep you here so you can’t go because the only one that gets to take you on a date is me.”

“I’m surprisingly okay with that,” I admit.

“Good.” He presses a chaste kiss to my lips. “Come on, I’m going to show you around the station.”

He pulls me inside, and I’m worried about what his coworkers may say if they see us.

I’m sure they’ll wonder why I’m here right now.

I’m not even sure if I’m technically allowed to be.

He doesn’t hesitate as he brings me inside, but instead of going to where everyone else is, he brings me to the oversized garage where the firetruck and ambulance are parked.

“You drive this giant thing?” I ask, looking up at the firetruck. I’ve never been this close to one before and never realized how tall they are.

“Yeah, do you want to sit in it?”

“Are we going to get in trouble for this?”

Jameson chuckles. “No, we do tours all the time. But if we get a call then we’re going to have to go.”

He leads me to the driver’s side, opening the door and helping me climb up onto the seat. I grip the giant steering wheel in front of me and hold onto it and pretend to steer.

“Think you could drive this around?” he asks.

“No way, I wouldn’t trust myself.”

“Would you trust me?”

“Yeah, I would,” I tell him softly. He helps me down and brings me over to the passenger side.

“We call this the Officer seat, it’s where all the controls are.” He tells me climbing in first, stretching out his hand to help me up. There’s not much room for both of us as he lifts me up into his lap.

I swivel slightly and he grunts underneath me.

I feel why as I notice him starting to harden, and I suck my bottom lip into my mouth.

This isn’t the time or place for us to do anything about that, but it makes me feel really good that I have such an effect on him.

I move again just to mess with him, and he clamps his hands on my hips to get me to stop.

“You know I would never let anything happen to you, right?” He moves one of his hands onto my thigh, rubbing gentle circles there while I look at all the controls and panels in front of me.

“What does that do?” I point to some buttons, trying not to pay attention to the way he’s touching me.

“That controls the lights.” His hand continues to move on my thigh, moving up closer to the spot that’s growing increasingly wetter with each inch he gets closer.

“What, um, what about that button?” I continue to try and distract us both because there’s no way he’s going to touch me right now, not when we’re out here where we’re sure to be caught.

He moves my hair off my shoulder, pressing his lips to the spot where my neck meets my shoulder and asks, “What button, baby?”

To be honest, I don’t even know what button I was asking about, or if I actually pointed to anything. All my attention is on the places he’s touching me. His hand climbs up my dress and I gasp when his fingers graze my underwear. I grab his arm, digging my fingers in and stopping his movement.

“This is a bad idea,” I whisper.

“Do you want me to stop?”

He doesn’t move, and neither do I because no, I don’t want him to stop. I don’t want to be caught either, but something about the possibility is exhilarating. Just like that day in the barn. It shouldn’t make me want to continue, but it does.

I let go of the grip I have on his arm and tell him, “Keep going.”

And he does. His lips are on my neck, kissing and sucking lightly as his hand moves between my thighs, rubbing me over the fabric there. I buck up against his fingers, leaning my head to the side to give his mouth better access.

“I want more,” I moan.

“You want more, baby?”

“Yes, please.”

“You can have it, you can have it all.”

I nod while he moves my underwear to the side and plunges a finger into me.

I gasp, arching back against him, moving my hips and trying to get him to give me even more.

He does just that without me having to ask again.

He fucks me with his finger, adding another one and I moan, dropping my head back against his shoulder.

He brings his other hand up to wrap around the front of my throat.

Not squeezing, just resting it there like he’s claiming me, not trying to hurt me.

The simple move along with his talented fingers has my orgasm barreling toward me. I’m grappling for anything to hold onto while the force of it feels like it’s going to completely consume me. My body thrashes and I call out Jameson’s name.

Right as I feel the peak approaching and I’m on the precipice, I thrash and my foot catches on something. I press down as I buck up into Jameson’s hand. The sharp sound of a siren pierces the air and I gasp, pushing myself away from Jameson as quickly as possible.

When I look back at him he’s laughing and the siren stops. My chest is heaving as I look at his face, looking way too giddy.

“Everything okay?” someone asks from outside the truck, and my face flames. I quickly fling myself onto the drivers seat as Jameson opens up the door, and steps out.

“Yeah, I was giving Sutton a tour, and she didn’t realize there’s a foot pedal for the siren,” he replies easily, and I see he’s talking to Parker. The guy that Lily seems to have a problem with.

Between her and Bailey, there seems to be more than a few stories around here that I want to know more about.

“Ah, happens to the best of us, Sutton,” he calls out, and I just give him a thumbs up because I don’t trust my voice. My body is still reeling from the loss of the orgasm I was so close to having.

“Let everyone know it’s all good,” Jameson tells him, and I don’t miss the smirk on Parker’s face as he walks away.

I turn my head to look at Jameson who has a raised eyebrow, trying to bite back his smile.

“What?” I whisper.

“We were interrupted, which means now I owe you an extra one.”