Chapter 53: Matt
While I had known somewhere in the back of my mind that Renee would be at work already, seeing her beautiful, beaming face was all it took to turn my relentlessly exhausted demeanor around. In the years we’d been together, she’d always had that effect on me.
“Well lookie here,” I murmured, meeting her halfway down the ER hallway. “Fancy seeing you here. Do you come here often?”
“Only as much as necessary,” Renee said with a giggle. “I’ve heard hot firefighters sometimes frequent the ER.”
“You heard right.” Trying to be suave, I leaned against the closest chair, letting out a small gasp as the rolling chair shot out from under me. I stumbled and almost fell, righting myself on the table as Renee laughed.
“I missed you,” she said, stepping forward to give me a quick peek on the lips. “How’s your shift been?”
“It’s better now.”
“Aren’t you almost finished?”
“Yeah,” I glanced at my watch. “Just another couple of hours.”
“Well, I’m sorry I won’t be home to dote on you,” she said, subtly trailing a finger down my arm. God, I wanted to take her right there, rip her clothes off and ravage her where we stood. I almost didn’t care who was watching.
“Hey you two,” Vickie said, coming up behind Renee to hip-bump her. “Get a room.”
“Hey, Vick,” Renee said, that sexy flush rising to her neck. “Have a good shift?”
“I had a great shift,” Vicky said, handing me a Styrofoam cup of black coffee. “But then again, I’m not the one who went into a burning building by myself.”
Shit.
Glaring at Vickie, I took a sip of the coffee, cringing inwardly as Renee’s eyes flickered back to my face, all hint of sexy embarrassment suddenly replaced with suspicious anger.
“By yourself?” she asked pointedly, placing a hand on her hip. “Explain.”
“I went in and dragged a kid out,” I said with a halfhearted shrug, wishing I could rip Vickie a new one for ratting me out to Renee. “It was no big deal.”
“No big deal?” Renee repeated, and with a smug scoff, Vickie walked away, leaving me to clean up the mess. “I thought we talked about how you weren’t going to go out of your way to put yourself in danger anymore, Matt.”
“I wasn’t in danger, Ren,” I insisted, slamming the half-empty cup down on the counter in annoyance. “I know how to do my job.”
“Your job is not to do things on your own,” she snapped back. Now, both hands were placed on her hips as she glared at me, and multiple ER staff members had stopped working to watch us argue. With a sigh, I grabbed hold of Renee’s upper arm and pulled her down the hallway, away from prying eyes, and into the large supply closet that was, per usual, empty. If she wanted to scold me like a child, at least we could do it in private.
“Look,” I said, closing the door gently behind us. “There was an innocent kid still in that building when we arrived. I went in, got him out, and all was well. I saved a life, Renee. That’s my job, isn’t it?”
“Not at the risk of losing yours,” she huffed. Tendrils of flaming red hair were escaping from her bun, framing her face in such a way that I had to resist the urge to reach out and tuck it behind her ear. Plump lips were pursed in disappointment, but somehow it made her that much cuter.
“I love you,” I said, placing my hands on either side of her arms. “And I need you to trust me.”
Renee opened her mouth to respond, probably to continue arguing, but before she could get a word out I leaned forward and placed my lips on hers, shushing her. For a second, she resisted, refusing me, but a moment later her body relaxed as my tongue slipped between her lips, searching her mouth, tasting her. Renee moaned lightly, eyes fluttering closed as I pushed her gently up against the bare wall and kissed her, gently at first and then with more passion, more desire. Before I could even prepare for what was happening, Renee’s legs were around my waist, pulling me into her, desperate for my body against hers. One hand shot up, running her fingers desperately through my hair as I kissed her neck, lips trailing up and down her bare skin. I reached for the tie on her scrub pants and loosened them before sliding them off her slender legs. I didn’t give a shit if anyone planned on walking in on us. I was already in it.
“Oh, Matt,” she moaned, throwing her head back as her free hand undid the button on my slacks, letting them fall to the ground. I was stiff for her, and that sexy flush in her skin returned as I pushed her panties aside and entered her with a gasp of pleasure. Renee cried out, her pussy tightening around me as I filled her, forcing her body to take mine in.
“Shhhh,” I whispered as another whimper escaped her lips. “We can’t let anyone hear.” I really didn’t give a shit who heard us, but I loved to tease her, and Renee gasped with pleasure as I thrust into her again and again, feeling the hot wetness swell around my dick. She tightened her legs around my midsection, pulling me closer, her mouth beckoning me in as I explored her with my tongue, drinking her in.
“God, you feel so fucking good,” I moaned. As Renee kissed me, her tongue dancing with mine, I reached climax, my legs trembling as I came, collapsing against her body as she held me tight, panting, hips rotating against my own.
We stood there for a moment catching our breath, molded together as one. Renee stroked my back with her fingers, resting her head on my shoulder briefly before I pulled back, relishing in the wetness that consumed the space between us.
“Sorry I can’t be home until late,” she whispered, running a hand again through my hair. Her milky skin was flushed with ecstasy, emerald green eyes drinking me in as she smiled. I lowered her to the ground and watched as she pulled up her pants, securing them before brushing a strand of her own hair behind one ear. “But I hope that partially made up for it.”
“I love you,” I said, pressing my forehead against hers. I closed my eyes, breathing her in, wanting to take her in my arms and hold her for all eternity. “I’ll see you tonight, yeah?”
“You know it.”
Trying to be inconspicuous, I let Renee exit the closet first as I pulled myself together, sweating and yet still yearning for more. After another minute or so, when my heart rate jumped back to normal, I exited the room and went off to find Vickie so we could return to the firehouse. I found her at the EMS station finishing up some paperwork, and her eyes narrowed when she spotted me coming toward her.
“What have you been doing, running on the treadmill?” she asked suspiciously, glancing over her shoulder as if hoping to find the answer there.
“Maybe,” I said, plopping down in the empty seat next to her. “Are you done with that yet?”
“Gee, no ‘thanks for taking care of this while I went off galivanting with my girlfriend’?” Vickie asked sarcastically, her nose wrinkling in my direction. I squirmed under her gaze but said nothing. Really, I should have known that nothing would get past Vickie.
“Thank you, Vick,” I said instead, forcing a smile. “I appreciate it when you do the mundane shit like paperwork so I don’t have to.”
“Yeah, well, you’re lucky I adore Renee, otherwise I’d rat both of you out.” With a huff, Vickie turned back to the computer and signed off, still nursing the Styrofoam coffee in her hand. I looked around casually, hoping I didn’t seem too desperate as I watched for Renee’s smiling face. She must have been back with a patient because I didn’t see her again as I followed Vickie back to the truck in the bay.
“Did it help to see her?” Vickie asked as we hopped into the cab of the truck. “Renee, I mean?”
“What are you talking about?” I asked, but part of me already knew, and I cringed inwardly when she scoffed, shaking her head.
“Tameka Morce, dumbass,” she said. “Stop playing games with me. I know better. But let me tell you right now: you will never find love in a woman like you’ve found in Renee.”
“I know,” I said, and when Vickie stopped talking to look at me, shooting daggers into my soul, I put my hands in the air and met her gaze. “I know,” I said again. “There’s only Renee, Vickie. And there will only be Renee until the day I die. I promise you that.”