How to Seduce a Fireman: HarperImpulse Contemporary Romance by Vonnie Davis Page B

remarks to her at the station yesterday were hurtful, they held little power compared to this excruciating sweetly sensual parting.
    Her chest constricted, trapping her breath in a body too aching to operate in a normal pattern. It was as if her heartbeat morphed from
lub-dub…lub-dub
to
Quinn’s leaving…Quinn’s
leaving
. Tears burned the back of her throat, and she fought to keep her mind on his kiss.
    Passionate, yet painful.
    Tender, yet torturous.
    Seducing, yet sad.
    Finally, he released her lips and kissed a slow journey down her torso. To hide her tears, she laid her arm across her eyes and sighed, hoping he’d take her action as someone lost in the moment, instead of a woman falling apart and dying in his arms.
    Focus, dammit. You will never have this again. You will never feel his lips and hands on you if he leaves. And he’s right, every other man will pale in comparison.
    “Feel how I touch you. Remember this, baby.” He pushed her thighs farther apart, holding them as he dipped his head and swiped his tongue along her slit.
    Her eyes crossed beneath her forearm.
    “Damn, you taste so sweet.” His tongue played a slow pattern over her as if she were a violin and he a virtuoso, plucking music from sensitive areas she’d only heard other women mention during their sex talks in her beauty shop. Now she understood the fascination. The yearning for more. The sexual addiction.
    Quinn Gallagher could so quickly become her drug of choice.
    The muscles low in her stomach tensed as if preparing for some magical leap. A quivering began deep within, and her thighs trembled under his hands. His tongue danced around her button of need, closer yet never touching it. She squirmed, raising her hips to entice him to pay attention to the aching spot.
    “Patience, angel.” Finally, Quinn covered that button with his lips and sucked.
    Her eyes popped open as waves of desire undulated from every nerve ending in her body. The world spun and flipped before she pinched her eyes shut to concentrate on each nuance of pleasure surging through her system. The moan that started low in her chest quickly developed into a screaming chant of his name. Tears flowed, and she gasped for air.
    He pressed kisses to her abdomen. “God, you’re breathtaking when you come. I will never forget how you cried my name over and over.”
    Cassie kept her arm over her eyes, hoping to hide the tears that flowed freely. Dear God, how would she ever get over the beauty of his lovemaking and her body’s reaction to it?
    She sensed movement when he reached toward the nightstand, followed by the tearing of a foil packet. “Hold on.” Latex snapped, and Quinn’s body covered hers again. His hand positioned the head of his cock at her entrance. “We’ll do missionary first. Mainly because I can’t wait to get inside of you.”
    Desire blended with apprehension urged her forward in her quest to give him as much pleasure as he’d given her, to bring him satisfaction too. Her arms floated over his shoulders and she wrapped her legs around his hips. He pushed in and she took a deep breath, preparing for the pain.
    He stilled, his wide eyes searching her face. “Cassie, what the hell?”
    “Don’t stop!” She used the strength of her thighs to force him in. The tearing sensation burned, but only for an instant. Getting accustomed to the fullness of him inside her would take a little longer. Instinct had her needing to push him back out, but love made her want to keep him there forever.
    His hands cradled her head and his lips brushed hers. “Angel, why didn’t you tell me this was your first time? I’d have made it better for you.”
    “And I’d have died.”
    He kissed her again, his hips moving in a slow rhythm. “You made me believe there’d been others.”
    “Did I?” Her palms swept up his muscular back as she recalled how he’d looked earlier when she’d alluded to other guys. The anger and passion that darkened his features were