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sweet ass into the air. I’m gonna give you the fuck of your life,” Shane told her, pushing his helmet into her wet snatch.
    As soon as he entered her, she pleaded, “Give me more, Shane. Give me more.” She pumped her ass against him, trying to work the entire length of his shaft into her pussy.
    Shane loved every moment of it, and he was so excited, but he knew he had to maintain control. “You are so horny right now. I’ve got to satisfy you, baby.”
    He started thrusting his prick into her pussy. He managed to get eight inches of his manhood inside. Her cunt was getting tighter the further he penetrated her, but still, Kayla wanted more.
    “Fuck me hard, baby. Your dick is so big. My pussy craves your fat cock. Fuck my wet hole until you come in it,” she pleaded.
    Shane leaned forward and grabbed both of her soft mounds, fingering her nipples as he pumped his cock to new depths. “Ooh, your snatch is sooo sweet, you hot, sexy bitch you. Your pussy is so tight. You’re gonna make me come all up in you.”
    “You make me so horny, Shane. Yes, yes, fuck me hard just like that. Oooh, your cock is so big. It feels so fucking good! Every inch of your hot meat is inside of me. I love it!” she hollered.
    “Of course you do. This is what it feels like to be fucked by a real man, baby. That sex-starved cunt of yours is so juicy right now because I’m giving it what it needs the most,” he told her, thrusting his dick in her even harder.
    Kayla felt her clitoris begin to throb and then vibrate uncontrollably. “It is what I need. Ahh, shoot your creamy load in my pussy while I come all over your cock.”
    “Oh, fuck, I’m coming! Shit!” Shane yelled, squeezing her nipples as both he and Kayla climaxed together.
    Collapsing to the carpet, they fell asleep in each other’s arms. An hour later, Shane woke up, got dressed quickly, and left. When Kayla stirred from slumber, she found herself naked and alone, wanting more.

Chapter Four
     
    Kayla Somers arrived at the firehouse on Tuesday morning. Shane McIntyre was the first to greet her.
    “That was some night,” he said, smiling widely, looking quite satisfied with his accomplishment.
    “You could have awakened me before you left,” she commented.
    “I didn’t want to disturb you. Things were better left as they were. Besides, you were sleeping like a baby,” he explained.
    “What we did last night…it shouldn’t happen again,” Kayla said.
    “Last night was fantastic. Didn’t you enjoy our time together?” Shane asked, staring deeply into her eyes.
    “I’m not new to all this, I’ve had sex before. It’s just that I’ve never experienced it the way we did it,” she said, blushing slightly.
    “It’s good to try new things. It keeps it all fresh and new,” Shane told her, smiling again.
    “This has got to remain between us—no bragging to your coworkers, got it?” Kayla asked.
    Shane looked surprised. “If you don’t know it already, I’m the quintessential Southern gentleman, my lady. Your reputation is completely safe with me.”
    Kayla wasn’t convinced. “What about your partner, Dakota? Does he know about us?”
    Shaking his head slightly, Shane said, “You’re a bit paranoid, Ms. Somers. Let’s get to work.”
    Kayla accompanied Shane and Dakota on visits to three local elementary schools that day. She watched as the two men conducted presentations on the responsibility of fire safety. They took many questions from their captivated audiences of young people, all eager to know what a career in firefighting entailed and have their questions answered.
    Upon returning to Station 75, Kayla took a few moments to question the two men about their commitment to the community of Atlanta. She was especially interested in interviewing Dakota since he was a third-generation firefighter, but work duties limited the time they had together, so she decided to invite him to her home for a personal one-on-one.
    At 7:00 p.m., Kayla’s