The Firefighter's Girl (17 page)

He gave her a big smile. “Rebecca, how are you?” he asked, touching her arm and leaning in to kiss her cheek.

“It depends on what you have to tell me, honestly!”

“John,” Sawyer said, holding out his hand for a handshake.

“Good to see you, Sawyer,” John said.

“Come in.”

“Would you like something to drink?” Rebecca asked.

“Just a glass of water,” John said, opening his briefcase and setting out some folders on the dining room table.

Rebecca grabbed three glasses of water and joined the two men at the table.

“First,” John said when she sat down, flinching a little when her punished bottom touched the wooden seat. “You, young lady, are never—let me repeat that, never—to do something like what you did this morning again. Is that clear?”

Rebecca dropped her gaze to her lap.

“I think I delivered that message satisfactorily, didn’t I, Rebecca?” Sawyer asked.

“Yes, sir,” she managed, her face growing hot.

“She won’t be sitting comfortably for a few days,” Sawyer added.

“Good people sometimes make bad decisions, Rebecca. It doesn’t make you a bad person. And you accept correction. That alone takes strength.”

Sawyer took her hand in his and held it, his thumb tracing a pattern on her palm.

“I think we’re both pretty anxious about your meeting with the DA,” Sawyer said as John rifled through his a folder to find a sheet of paper.

“First, I want you to see what they had done to your driver’s license,” John said.

Rebecca took the photocopied page from him. “Oh, my God.”

Sawyer leaned in to have a look.

“That’s Shannon. At least how she looked before she dyed her hair for the trial.” In place of her photo was one of Shannon, expertly set over top of Rebecca’s photo. Shannon wore that smirk on her face Rebecca recognized so well.

“There’s more,” John said.

Both Sawyer and Rebecca turned to him.

“It’s no longer possible for the DA to keep Shannon’s deal in place. As you can imagine, her father wants this shut down and fast. It’s already done some damage to his reputation from what I can see. Jeff and Andy have accepted a deal to keep quiet in exchange for a lesser prison sentence. Shannon will be charged with a misdemeanor…”

“But that’s not fair. She’s as guilty—maybe more so—as Andy and Jeff!”

“I’m not her attorney nor do I want to be,” John said. “Life is often times unfair, Rebecca. In this case, I think we had just better focus on you. Shannon will trip herself up again when her daddy isn’t able to bail her out. She’ll get what she deserves someday.”

Rebecca nodded. “What about me? What happens to me?”

“Charges against you have been dropped. You’re a free woman.”

Rebecca exhaled audibly and felt her eyes filling with tears again. She turned to find Sawyer smiling a smile she had never seen on his face before. She wrapped her arms around his neck and he pulled her to him. “It’s over,” she managed, finding herself breaking down with a torrent of emotion she did not expect. “It’s over.” A full-out sobbing began where her entire body shook. Sawyer held her, rubbing her back and just holding her.

“I’ll see myself out for now. Come by the office tomorrow to sign some papers and you can put this behind you.”

Rebecca wiped her eyes and turned to John. “Thank you. Thank you so much.”

He smiled a kind smile down at her and put the last of his files away. “You’re welcome.”

With that, they walked him out the door just as the first of the press vans lined up outside.

“We’re taking a vacation,” Sawyer said, closing the door and locking it. “We’ll get out of here for a few days until things settle down.”

Rebecca grabbed a tissue and wiped her nose and eyes, nodding. “Maybe I can get my job back now.”

Sawyer took her face in his hands and kissed her. “We’ll worry about all of that later. Let’s just relax for a few days. Forget all of this. You deserve a break.”

“And you. I wouldn’t have been able to do any of this without you, Sawyer. Thank you. Thank you for trusting me and believing in me. Thank you for not letting me have to do this alone.”

He looked down at her, her face still in his hands. “It was never an option.”

“I love you,” she said.

Epilogue

Rebecca was cleared of all charges and things slowly returned back to normal. Although the office where she had worked told her she could have her job back, she didn’t want to take it. She wanted a fresh start. She needed one. It took her a full three months to find a job and it was clear across town, but the position was a good one even if the pay was less than what she had been earning before.

That night when Sawyer came home, she had a special dinner waiting for him. Well, the thought was special at least.

“What’s that smell?” Sawyer asked as Rebecca walked inside from the patio. It was early spring and one of the warmest days of the year so far.

“Well,” she began, holding out the tray of smoking meat, the oven mitts singed as black as the lamb chops. “I was using the grill,” she said while he walked to her, his gaze on the tray. “But some of the meat caught fire and when I tried to put it out, I managed to spread it until… well…” she said, turning wide eyes to him.

Sawyer lifted the foil that covered the meat loosely and peeked underneath it. “Hm…” he began, pushing a chop to the side to look at another. “I don’t think those are edible anymore.” He looked at her and smiled. “I thought we agreed I’d cook the meat from now on.”

“I wanted to surprise you,” she said, gesturing to where she had set the table and lit candles. “This is getting hot, let me set it down.”

He followed her into the kitchen, popping an olive from the dish she had set on the table into his mouth.

“Table looks good,” he said. “Are there any chops left you hadn’t gotten to yet?” he asked.

Not missing the hopeful expression on his face, she set the tray down and shook her head. “Nope. I killed the whole rack.”

“Well, that’s ok,” he said, opening the oven door. “We have potatoes.” He pulled the pan out. “Oh.”

Rebecca hung her head. “I’m terrible in the kitchen!” She took off the oven mitts and slapped them down onto the counter.

Sawyer turned to her, laughing a little before catching her eye and clearing his throat in an attempt to put a more serious expression on his face.

“Don’t laugh at me.”

“I’m not,” he defended, taking her face into his hands. “You’re just so cute,” he said, kissing the top of her head. “And you smell like a lamb chop so I might just eat you.”

“I’ll make some pasta,” she said, pushing him away.

“Hold on. You said you wanted to surprise me. What was the occasion?”

She smiled a wide smile. “I had an offer today!”

“That’s great, Rebecca. Where is it and is it what you wanted?”

She nodded. “It’s across town and although the salary is a little lower than I was making, it’s a new office and a good company to get in with.”

“Congratulations. That’s great news. Why don’t I take you out for dinner so we can celebrate?” he asked.

“I need a shower first. I do smell like lamb chops,” she said, sniffing a lock of hair.

“Me too on the shower.”

He looked at her and she raised her eyebrows. He grinned and led her up to the master bathroom where he stripped her naked while kissing her. She switched on the shower and adjusted the temperature.

“Too hot,” he said, readjusting it when he walked in behind her.

“Now it’s too cold,” she said, moving the dial again.

He ignored her and turned her to face him, holding her chin in one hand and bringing his mouth over hers to devour her with a kiss. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back, lacing her fingers into his hair and pulling him closer to her. Slowly, as the kiss ended, she moved to kiss his neck, then his chest. She looked up to find him watching her as she lowered herself down to kneel between his legs, water pouring over her as she took his ready cock into her mouth.

Sawyer moaned and closed his eyes, both of his hands gripping her hair tight. She closed her eyes and turned circles around the head of his cock before moving to lick the length of him and finally to take him whole into her mouth, tasting the salty droplets. He began to move her in a rhythm, forcing her to open wider, to take him deeper. Tears formed in her eyes when he pushed too far and he slowly pulled back. She opened her eyes to find him looking down at her as he shut off the water and pulled her off him altogether.

Drawing her to her feet by her hair, he kissed her again and opened the shower door, walking her backwards into the bedroom. He pushed her onto the bed and with his full weight on her, he continued to kiss her before moving to take each nipple in turn into his mouth. Rebecca wrapped her legs around his back, trying to take his cock into her, wanting him inside her, needing him, but he wouldn’t allow it. Instead, he pulled one leg off and kissed her mouth again before whispering in her ear.

“Not yet,” he said, pulling her to stand and slowly moving to kneel between her legs. “Take your legs wide and spread your pussy lips open for me.”

Rebecca swallowed, looking down at him, his arousal clear in his eyes. She moved her legs apart and reached her hands to either side of her pussy to spread herself open. He studied her for a moment before moving to cover her clit with his mouth. She had to steady herself when he did, letting go of her pussy as she grabbed his shoulders.

“That won’t do,” he said, taking hold of her hips and with his thumbs, pulling her lips wide and sucking her clit hard until her knees gave out and he had to support her. He stopped then with a chuckle and looked up at her. “Turn around, bend over and grab your ankles, legs even wider,” he said.

She stared at him for a moment but slowly turned to bend forward, gripping her ankles as she exposed every inch of herself to him while he remained kneeling behind her.

“I love your ass, Rebecca,” he said. “I love spanking it, I love looking at it and today, I’m going to love fucking it.”

She only gasped when his tongue delved deep inside her sex and one hand moved around front, pinching her clit between two fingers, the other pulling her bottom cheeks even wider, one finger closing over top of her back hole. But after a few moments like this, his mouth working her pussy, his fingers on her clit and her bottom hole, Rebecca let go of her ankles and fell forward, catching herself on the bed just as his finger pressed just into her back hole.

That was when he stopped and rose to his feet, kissing her neck, keeping her back to him while he pressed his hard cock between her bottom cheeks, one hand in her hair, tugging her head, turning it so he could kiss her.

She heard the drawer open, but before she could see anything, he closed it again and moved so that he was sitting on the bed and she sat on his lap with her back to him. His hands on her hips lifted her and slowly slid her pussy onto his cock. She leaned slightly forward, her feet on the floor to support her as she moved slowly up and down, taking the girth of his thick cock into her tight passage. His hands left her hips and she looked back to find him squeezing lubricant onto his fingers and with his eyes on hers and with her still moving on his cock, he spread the stuff onto her bottom hole.

“I’ve only ever punished you here,” he said, circling and smearing the slippery lubricant all around her back hole until finally, one finger penetrated the tight ring.

Rebecca’s mouth opened but no sound came.

He smiled.

“No punishment today though,” he said, his eyes intent on hers when he pushed his finger deeper, the penetration causing some discomfort but more pleasure. “Today only a good hard fucking for your bottom and I promise you’ll like it.”

As he said it, he moved his other hand to her clit and in the next moment, Rebecca’s hips bucked. With his finger deep inside her ass, his cock thick in her pussy and his fingers pinching her clit, she came, gripping his thighs hard with her hands, her fingernails clawing into him until finally, the wave subsided and he pulled his cock from her pussy and his finger from her ass.

With his cock lubricated with her own juices, he brought the head of it to her asshole.

“Look at me,” he said, tugging her hair with one hand to hold her, pulling her head back a little with the force of it. “Look at me while you take my cock in your ass.”

Her pussy dripped from his words alone and her entire body was pure sensation, the effects of her orgasm only making her more aware, more open, more sensitive.

But when he pulled her down a little to sit her onto his cock, she gasped. “It hurts!” she said, every muscle tightening.

“Shh… relax, we’ll go slowly,” he managed.

She could see his expression, his arousal, knew how hard it must be for him not to just fuck her now.

“Good girl,” he said as she relaxed her muscles. “Take it, Rebecca. Take my cock inside your ass.”

He let go of her hair and gripped her hips with both hands and with hers still on his thighs, slowly, so slowly, she settled back some more, taking in another thick inch, her tight hole stretching for him.

“That’s it,” he said, moving her up and back, the feel of his cock inside her ass different, the sensations heightened after her orgasm just moments ago. There was some pain, but it quickly mixed with something else, something too good, too full to want to back away from that pain.

“I’m about halfway in, baby,” he said, still lifting her, then pulling her slowly back onto his lap. “Just relax and let me take care of you,” he said, snaking one finger around so he took her clit between two fingers again.

* * *

Her ass felt tight around his cock. Tight and hot and he wanted to stand her up and bend her over and fuck her like an animal. He pinched her clit hard and when she gasped, he took the next inches fast, calling some sound from her. Her nails dug into his thighs and he eased back a little.

“Shh, it’s ok,” he said. “You’re doing great, I’m almost all the way in.”