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know where to find me.”
    “Thanks,” Max said again. A hint of a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth, but it disappeared almost as fast as it came. “You don’t happen to know why she’s been spending so much time at the firehouse the last few months?”
    “You mean why she’s been hanging in the captain’s office?” Terri remembered three distinct times when the fire investigator and Dean Wolcott had spent more than a half hour in his office, and there could have been more. She shook her head. “Not a clue. You and I aren’t the only ones who’ve noticed, though. Firehouse grapevine being what it is, no one has figured out why. We’re pretty certain it has nothing to do with the job. Our department hasn’t had any major fires that were arson related in a long time.”
    Max dragged a hand over his mouth. “Yeah, I know.”
    “Maybe she’s needed someone to talk to. You know as well as I do the captain can be Dear Abby to all of us when we need a pair of listening ears.” She decided to leave it at that, not wanting to speculate further on what exactly was going on between Regina and Dean. A picture of Veronica’s gleaming face and rounded belly flashed through her mind. No way would the captain do anything to jeopardize what he had with that woman.
    Terri pushed the unthinkable possibilities aside, opened the passenger door, and slid out of the truck. “See you on shift in the morning, LT.”

Chapter Two
     
    Regina flattened her hands on Max’s bare chest, enjoying the way his dense muscles flexed under her palms as she pushed him back on her bed and straddled his lean hips. He cupped her cheek, his long fingers sliding into her hair as he lifted his head, pulling hers down so their mouths met.
    His tongue pushed between her lips, tangled with hers, and sent fiery embers of need raining through her body. She pulled back, licking her way across his strong jaw and along his throat, scooting her body down his as she trailed her tongue through the dark springy hair on his chest and found his hardened nipple. She flicked her tongue over the bud, danced her way to his other pec, and did the same to that nipple before continuing down.
    She smiled when she felt the ridged muscles of his six-pack quiver beneath her tongue. His flat stomach rose and fell in an unsteady breath, freezing a moment later when she reached the trimmed dark hair above his cock.
    She braced the weight of her upper body on one hand as she attempted to curl her fingers around his wide shaft. Her long nails barely touched, giving her a pussy-pulsing indication of the marvelous thickness of his cock.
    Cream gathered along the inner walls of her pussy lips, a flame igniting in her core that she knew couldn’t be extinguished without the full penetration of his dick inside her. She denied herself that pleasure in favor of tasting him, dipping her head to swipe the tip of her tongue over the bead of pre-cum glistening in the slit of his cockhead.
    The low, rumbling sound he made sent whips of longing lashing against the super-sensitive walls of her channel. She opened her mouth, stretching her jaw as she closed her lips around the head of his dick, smiling around it when she felt it jump at the capture. She gazed up the ridged muscles and flat planes of his body to find him watching her, his handsome face tight with arousal and needs that begged her to keep going.
    Regina took Max’s cock into her mouth slowly, marveling at every deliciously solid inch until the engorged head bumped against the back of her throat. The desire to milk him dry warred with the need in her core to feel his dick pushing inside her pussy, stretching her tender flesh, and invading her body until he consumed her.
    Desire won over the need in her quest to pleasure him first. She wanted to tell him with her mouth and hands the things she couldn’t ever manage to put into words when they talked. She wanted him to know how desperately she yearned for him. She