Series: Fever Falls Series by Riley Hart
Total pages in book: 101
Estimated words: 96922 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 485(@200wpm)___ 388(@250wpm)___ 323(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 96922 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 485(@200wpm)___ 388(@250wpm)___ 323(@300wpm)
“You need his name?” Carter asked, a coy smile across his face.
“You’re enjoying stealing my thunder, aren’t you?”
“I take pride in watching you suffer from time to time. Nice to delight in those rare moments when you have to be somewhat humble.”
“Name?” I asked, because as much as he might have liked it, I sure as fuck didn’t.
“Jace Kruse.”
I narrowed my eyes. “Ooh, that’s a sexy Hollywood name if I ever heard one. Hope he’s ready to be a star.”
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Jace
#HottieFirefighter #sharpeilove
“Jace, right there, right there,” Mads called out as we worked together in that rhythm we always so effortlessly found when we got together.
She was on her knees, I thrust from behind, sliding my hand up her side and around to her breast, cupping it as I reveled in how good it felt to be inside her. She rolled her head side to side as she reached behind her, pressing her hand against the back of my head as she offered that familiar moan.
“Oh, there we go,” she said. “Give it to me.”
She chuckled during her climax before calling out my name.
With one hand on her breast and the other on her hip, I picked up my pace as my orgasm shot through me like a fucking bullet.
“God-fucking-dammit!” I cursed as I spilled into the condom within her, pressing up against her back and kissing her auburn hair.
We panted together, Mads enjoying what I recognized as a satisfied chuckle. “Ooh, damn. It’s not enough that you had to be hung—you had to be good at this too?”
“Only as good as the company.”
We enjoyed a few moments, reveling in the afterglow, and then Mads headed into the bathroom to shower off before work. I flipped on the TV and watched some CSI rerun until she came out of the bathroom and started changing into her work clothes.
“That’s a nice show there,” I acknowledged as she slid into her jeans, her breasts still on full display for me to enjoy.
“Is it half as good as this show?” she asked, simpering as she looked me over.
I hadn’t realized I wasn’t even under the covers until she said that…and I had a boner again.
“Jace Kruse, that thing looks about as girthy as it feels.”
“Everything about you feels good, Mads.”
“Now you’re just trying to flatter me, and you know compliments annoy me.”
I laughed. “Hey, only fair if you’re going to dispense them too.”
She shook her head as she threw on a bra.
My cell buzzed on the nightstand, and I checked the number.
“Next up?” she teased. “I’d better grab my things and jet outta here.”
“I’d enjoy that joke more if it wasn’t my brother calling.”
“Go ahead and take it. Say hey to him for me.”
“I’ll call him back. I have company and don’t want to be rude.”
She snickered. “Oh, Jace, you are a dangerous man. Some woman is going to fall head over heels for you, but it’s fun to have you for a minute in the meantime.”
“God, remember when we were really going at it for a while there?” I asked.
“Oh yes. It’s a fun dick, but I wish it wasn’t attached to the rest of you.”
“Hey, don’t tease.”
“I’m kidding, I’m kidding. But it was fun to catch up on old times. I can’t believe you were even able to make time, now that you’re a big, famous celebrity.”
I slapped my hand against my forehead. “Don’t remind me about that stupid crap.”
“What are you talking about? You’re social-media famous. Everyone in town knows who you are. You have to enjoy that at least a tiny bit.”
Who could have imagined how far one little pic of me rescuing a Shar-Pei would go? Suddenly I found myself the target of not only the people of Fever Falls, but also national media outlets wanting to do interviews and talk shows.
“It has its perks, like people around town being friendly. I’m fine with all that, but when I changed my number because the press wouldn’t stop calling, they started calling Mom and Keegan.”
“If you had more exes, you’d know how to deal with that. Trust me on this.”
I enjoyed her playfulness about my situation. I could tell she was just trying to lighten me up about it, but I wasn’t used to being the center of attention, not for such a stupid reason, at least, and it was one of the reasons I turned down the talk-show circus that so many wanted me to partake in.
Not my thing.
Once Mads finished grabbing her belongings for work, we headed downstairs, where Mac sat in the corner of the living room in the charcoal-gray bed I bought for him the day after I rescued him.
“Aw, there’s the real star of the show,” Mads said as she approached him, then stooped down and gave him a good neck rub. He panted, swiping his tongue across her arm before licking at the cast on his right leg. “Mac, bet you didn’t know this was going to get you in a nice little townhouse with a pretty face like Jace’s, did you?”