Page 25 of Wilde Shorts

“Suck me, please,” I said again, trying desperately not to sound so desperate.

Evan’s large hands were rock steady as he sat up to unfasten my jeans. He had crawled on his hands and knees to me. The man hadcrawled on his hands and knees to me. Can we just… be still and let that sink in for a moment? The man crawled on the floor à la Patrick Swayze inDirty Dancingand gave me That Look. You know the one. TheI’m going to use your body as a penis party hatlook?

I realized he was staring at me with a grin on his face. His eyes were like steely granite and were known to scare the shit out of new recruits at the fire house, but when he smiled like that, it softened his entire face. Everyone referred to the chief as a tough boss and a serious man when he wanted to be, but if they’d ever seen that smile, how could they be intimidated by him? Sassy said he only smiled like that around me, but I knew she was a bullshitter.

Evan was still smiling up at me. What was he waiting for? I whined a little and accidentally thrust my hips forward, which only made his smile more glorious. His fingers reached around to sneak down the back of my pants, slowly pushing the jeans down but leaving the thong in place. I wondered if he realized what he was doing. Who was I kidding? This was Evan Paige. Of course he knew what he was doing.

“Impatient?” he asked.

“Horny,” I breathed.

Once my pants were down, Evan finally seemed to realize I still had underwear on. A deep purple comfort thong that had started off as a joke after I began stealing Sassy’s jeans. I’d claimed she could have them back if she didn’t mind that I’d worn them commando. She’d screeched and said, “At least wear a fucking thong!” Then for Christmas she’d given me an oatmeal canister full of various novelty underwear in front of her entire family. Nico had immediately swiped the pair of boxers with stethoscopes for his husband, West. Otto had grabbed the pair that had fire hoses on it, and I still shuddered every time I thought of Sassy’s grandpa grabbing the pink lace thong and sneaking it into Doc’s pocket.

I blinked away the mental image of Doc and Grandpa doing the nasty.

Evan must have sensed the slight wilting of my lily.

“You okay? You want me to stop?”

“Are you fucking insane?” I snapped. “Of course I don’t want you to stop.”

Evan snorted and ran a fingertip under the elastic of the thong, brushing against the crease where my thigh met my sac. That light touch was more than enough to re-juice my banana.

Ohyes.“Just like that.” Hopefully, I didn’t sound quite as breathless and croaky as it seemed. He continued to tease me with light touches at the edges of the tiny underwear and hot breaths against my skin until I couldn’t stand it anymore. “JESUS FUCKING CHRIST TAKE THEM OFF ALREADY.”

Within three seconds I was buck naked on the floor.

Like, completely, what happened to my sweater set, naked. The chief’s intense eyes bore down on me from above, and I felt pinned like a bug under a microscope. “I love it when you’re sassy, but don’t for a minute lose track of who’s in charge here.”

A spurt of precum launched out of my dick and onto his chest.

I nodded. “Mm-hm.” And then, because, let’s be honest, I’mme, I added, “Yes,sir,” in the sexiest purr I could manage.

His gray eyes turned molten, and he lunged for my mouth, sucking and biting and kissing me with such complete ownership, I nearly sobbed with relief and encouragement. My hands shot into his hair and held his face to mine. The coarse texture of his jeans pulled at the tender skin of my inner thighs as he nudged my legs apart with his own. Evan took a final nip at my bottom lip before teasing and sucking his way down my throat to my nipples and beyond. By the time his mouth landed anywhere near my poor penis, I was beyond conscious thought.

“Please, Evan, please…nnghhh, god… please oh please… right there… like that… DON’T STOP!”

His big hands were everywhere on my skin when they weren’t jacking my dick or caressing my balls. When I wouldn’t stop babbling humiliating pleas, he reached up and gently pinned me by my neck, sending my eyeballs back into my head and my brain into a place of complete prickling static. His mouth was a tight grasp on my shaft, and his tongue swirled around it in a wet, sucking torture.

My climax was a city bus barreling down with no concern for the little scared twink in the road. It slammed into me at full force, sending me screaming and scrabbling at Evan’s hair, shoulders, and arms as I emptied into his throat. I vaguely noticed him cleaning me afterward with his mouth before gathering me up and moving me to a deep, comfortable bed and sliding in beside me to wrap me in his arms.

Just before drifting off, I heard the low grumble of his confession.

“I’ve never been with anyone as amazing and responsive as you before.”

I thought to myself with a drunken snort,That’s funny, because I’ve never been with anyone at all before.

6

EVAN

I heardthe words he murmured but knew they couldn’t possibly be true. While I didn’t like it, everyone in town knew Stevie was a voracious flirt. He hit on everyone, and I meaneveryone. It drove me up the fucking wall. Even before I thought of him that way, seeing him flirt with random people made me stupidly protective. No one was good enough for him.No one.

As I lay curled around his smaller body, holding him snugly against my front, I forced myself not to succumb to the desire to drift off and join him in slumber. He’d said he had to work at the hospital that night, and I’d be damned if I was going to be the cause of him losing a job he clearly needed.

Once I was sure his breathing indicated the steady rhythm of sleep, I carefully eased out of the bed and made my way back out to the main room to find my phone. Sassy’s number was saved in my contacts list from the time her fire alarm kept misfiring in the old Victorian home where she lived above her brother’s medical practice.

I texted her.What time does Stevie need to be at the hospital?