Matt's POV:

Holy hell! Kissing Stormy was so much more that I could have ever imagined. The way her soft lips fit against mine, the way she tasted of everything sweet, and innocent and soft had nearly been my undoing... in the middle of a packed diner no less. Never in my life had I ever considered myself an exhibitionist, wasn't too fond of public displays of affection, but damn if I hadn't been ready to lay her on the counter of that diner and have my damn way with her, an audience be damned. I was that damn turned on. It had been years since a woman had affected me the way that Stormy does. Kissing her, wanting to fuck her until she could walk, marking her as mine and mine alone had not been the purpose of me showing up at the diner. But now that it had almost gotten to that point, I was hard pressed to think of doing anything but that.

"Where are you parked?" I said, my voice sounded gravelly even to my own ears as I stepped out into the parking lot. My body wanted to slam her against the building and pick up where we left off. My lips wanted to taste every inch of her skin. My hands wanted to explore every inch of her body, committing every dip and plain to memory.

"I walked. My sister only lives a couple of blocks from here." She said, her voice husky with desire. Seems she was as far gone as I was.

Lacing her fingers with mine, I pulled in the direction of my truck. Using the other hand to swing the door open I silently asked her if this was crazy, if things were going to fast. Her answer was her looping her arms around my neck and pulling my head down to her lips as she stood on her tiptoes, pressing her lips against mine in a slow and sensual kiss. A growl slipped past my lips as I used my free arm to lift her up onto the set of the truck. Slipping my hand from her back around to her front, I cupped one full breast into my hands feeling the weight of it. Squeezing gently, I began massaging her, letting my thumb slide over her hard nipple, feeling a sense of male pride when her breathing hitched, and she let out a soft moan.

I felt her hands sliding over my chest, my own nipples pebbling under her touch and sending a wave of desire through me that was so strong it felt like my knees were going to buckle. Grazing my teeth across her bottom lip. I bit down with just enough force to have her breath catching again and that soft moan slipping past her lips once more. Delving my tongue in deep, I licked at her mouth as if I was a man starved. And in a way I was. I was starved of this; having a woman in my arms that was read, willing, and was just as hot for it as I was. But not only that, she was a woman that set my blood aflame, making me want to do things that should not be done outside of the bedroom.

Knowing that I needed to put the break on before we ended up tearing each other's clothes off, I kissed once more before breaking it, pressing my forehead against hers as we both tried to catch our breaths. My hand tailed lazily over her body, just needed to feel her.

"You better stop me know if this is going to fast." I said, panting.

"Who says I want you to stop?" she moaned as she snaked the hand that had been on my chest down to the front of my jeans, sliding her hand over my hardened cock. A literal growl parted my lips as my hands tug into the flare of her hips. "Seize the day, right?"

"Seize the day." I said, slamming my lips against hers and placed a hand around the back of her neck, my fingertips tangling in her hair. I held her to my mouth, kissing her with every emotion that I was feeling before breaking it and looking into her sparkling green eyes.

"Are you sure?" I asked, wanting to give her the chance to change her mind now before things got any damn hotter.

"I've never been surer of anything in my life." She whispered.

And that was all it took. Swinging her legs into the truck, I kissed her once more before slamming the door and rounding the truck. As soon as my ass hit the leather, the center console was flipped up and Stormy was sliding across the seat, one of her hands landing on my thigh, sliding it up and down nearly making me go cross eyed with desire.

"Keep that up darlin and we won't make it out of this parking lot before I have you screaming my name." I said as I jammed the key into the ignition.

"Who says I'll be the one screaming? Maybe it will be you." She said seductively. Good god almighty, this woman was a fucking siren. I need to find somewhere to claim here; and fast.

Slamming the truck into drive, I pulled out of the parking space and out onto the road, her hands gliding closer and closer to my cock all the while. My body literally ached to have her bare hands on her but driving and touching her was out of the question. I was having a hard enough time concentrating on what I was doing as I gripped the wheel in a death grip. Putting my hands on her would surely end up with us in a crash.

My mind raced as I racked my brain for a place that I could be alone with here. Even though I knew that this was right, that I had Cass's blessing to move on with my life, I knew going back to my place was out of the question. At least right now anyway. Having her in the bed that I had shared with my wife was something that I was going to have to work myself up to. That is if I ever found the courage to do so.

But then an idea popped into my mind. I had the key to the volunteer fire station that was just on the outskirts of town. The place was used as a go between for the Roanoke Rapids FD, Weldon FD, and Halifax FD, housing a truck for each house should they be needed to help in a place that was closer to a call that was out of their district. Hoping that the station would be empty, I took a right that would point my truck in the direction of it.

It only took five minutes to get to the station and praise be to the lord, the place was empty. Sending up a silent thanks to the man up stairs for looking out, I pulled my truck up to the station and switched off the engine. Evey bone in my body was begging me not to waste time with going inside but my sheer willpower, I tamped down my need for her and climbed out of the truck.

Opening the passenger door, I placed an arm around her as I slammed my mouth down over hers, kissing her to within an inch or her life. Even I was seeing stars from the passion of it. I growled when I lifted her from the truck and her legs went around my waist, all my hard parts aligning with her soft and scorching ones.

With my lips still attached to hers and my tongue darting in and out of her mouth, savoring the taste of her, I walked to the door of the station. Thankfully, the firehouse had a keypad code that was as simple as passcodes come: 1-2-3-4. Punching in the code, I groaned in frustration when I got it wrong, forcing me to break the kiss to get it the second time. I heard the lock click and I pushed the door open as I stepped inside. Stopping at the back of one of the trucks, I reluctantly broke the kiss and let Stormy slide down my body. Her lips were kiss swollen and I could already see the beginnings of a beard burn caused by the stubble that I hadn't shaved off this morning.

"Climb up the ladder." I said, my tone dominant.

Stormy's POV:

Matt's tone called to me on a level that I never knew it would. All authoritative and husky, and 100% alpha. But right now, with as hot as I was for him and what he was about to do to me, I probably would have walked across hot calls if he had asked me to. Standing on my tiptoes, I placed a quick kiss on his lips before an evil idea popped into my mind. If he wanted me to climb that ladder, I was sure going to give him something worth looking at as I did. Finding the button of my shorts, I quickly unfastened them and watched him as I slid them and my panties down my hips, his hands balled into fists forcing himself not to reach out and touch me.

With a wicked smirk, I turned and placed my hand on the highest rung I could reach and began climbing. But I soon found that climbing was going to be harder that I had ever thought it could be because as soon as my feet hit the lowest rung, Matt was behind me, placing wet kissed on each cheek of my ass. He was so close to my pussy that all it would take was for him to lower his head just a little more and he could be there; I could find out firsthand what that tongue that had plundered my mouth only moments ago with expert precision felt like on the most sensitive part of me. Forcing myself to concentrate on my climbing, I pushed the erotic thoughts to the back of my mind and eased my way up the ladder. When I reached the top, I pulled myself up and onto the top of the truck. Fire hoses filled the top, making a makeshift bed. Never in my life did I ever picture myself ever having sex on a firetruck, yet here I was and I sure as hell wasn't mad about it.

A soft swat on the ass grabbed my attention, sending desire through me unlike I had ever felt before. With Joel, a hit meant that he was pissed and wanting to harm me for whatever reason sounded good to him at the time. But there was something in the way that little tap had felt coming from Matt that called to a side of me that I didn't even know that I was into. Images of the Red Room of Pain from a popular erotica series popped into my mind. I could see me tied to beds and restrained with handcuffs and being slammed into shower walls.

Crawling further onto the pile of hoses, I gasped when I felt Matt's hands tangle in my hair, pulling my head back and forcing me up onto my knees. I felt the calluses on his hands slide up my thigh in a northern direction, sending desire so hot though me that I was finding it hard to breath. When his hand reached its destination, I hissed with delight as he rubbed a low circle over my clit just as she teeth grazed the shell of my ear.

"I'm going to fuck you until you forget anyone that ever came before me. I'm going to make you cum so hard that you won't even remember what your name is. And then, I'm going to do it all over again just to make sure that you know that your body belongs to me." Said Matt, his words making me whimper and nearly sending me to Orgasm Heaven, especially when I felt the hand that had been tangled in my hair moments ago slip under the hem of my tee and graze the underside of my sensitive breast at the same time as his teeth grazed over the shell of my ear once more and his fingers slipped down to my dripping wet, quivering opening. The felt the tips of his fingers slip just inside the tender folds and bucked my hips, needing more. "Patience darling, I'll get you there I promise. But I don't want to rush this. I want to remember everything about the first time I make you cum."

I could feel the evidence of his arousal pressing against my ass and it was making me desperate to feel him skin on skin. Snaking a hand between us, I cupped him through his jeans and relished in the growl that my touch pulled from him. It was hedonistic, making me wetter than I had ever been.

"Need more Matt. Need to feel you filling me." I moaned, working my inner muscles, doing my damnedest to drag his fingers deeper into my channel.

"Your wish is my command." He growled. Before I knew it, I was on my back on the bed of fire hoses, and he was looking down at me as he tugged his shirt over his head in that one handed move that men had. And then his lips were on mine, devouring my lips in a kiss so hot, so full of passion that I knew I would never forget it for the rest of my life.

My hands went to the button of his jeans, quickly unfastening the snap. Forcing them and his boxers down, I freed his cock from the confines of his clothes. Every part of me wanted to see him, to see how engorged he was and to remember every inch of him, but my desire was keeping me from tearing my lips from his to do so. Wrapping my fingers around his length, I moaned with deep desire when I found that the tips of my fingers didn't even touch when he was in my hands. Slowly, I slid my hand up the length of him until I reached the fat head of him and moaned once more when I found that the tip of him was even bigger.

"Sure you're ready for that darlin?" he said, breaking the kiss as he slipped his fingers inside of me, hooking them, and finding a spot so deep inside of me that no man had ever found before.

"God, yes." I moaned.

"Then this I have to see." He said as he reared back on his heels, making his impressive length with him. Pushing up onto my elbows so I could watch the first thick inch of him disappear into my folds, I watched as his fist wrapped around his cock and his leaned forwards, aligning himself with my opening. The feeling of just the mere tip of his cock slipping into my walls had my head falling back on my shoulders and my pussy quivering with delight.

Slowly, he sank into me, stretching me to accommodate his girth and length. I felt the tip of him hitting the bottom of me seconds before I felt him push further, making me scream out his name at the bite of pain that only added to the pleasure of this.

"You okay?" he asked, holding himself deep inside of me.

"Mmmhhhh" I moaned, no longer able to form words.

"Good." Matt said, pulling his hips back and letting his length slide though my channel until nothing remained but the head of him before slamming into me.

Matt sat up a punishing rhythm. True to his word, there was no way that I would remember anyone that had ever been inside me before him. I was so deep in my desire that after only handful of thrusts from him I could feel my orgasm building. I felt my pussy clenching around him, trying to hold him deep inside me. Snaking hand up around his neck, I slammed his mouth down over mine and kissed him with everything I was feeling. I bit his lower lip making his grown and slam into me with so much force that I wondered if my insides would ever be the same. When Matt done it one more, the orgasm that had been threatening crashed over me, making me scream his name as I back arched up off the bed of hoses.

But Matt didn't stop. He kept on slamming into me, hitting that same spot repeatedly. Even though the first orgasm hadn't fully subsided, I felt another building. An when his fingers landed over my clit as he hit the spot once more, the wave crashed over me, pulling another orgasm from me. Only this time, I wasn't alone; Matt crashed with me, my name on his lips.

My hands trailed up and down his back as I slowly came down from Planet Orgasm. I knew I wasn't a different person but damn if I didn't feel like it. Never had anyone made me cum so hard and so quick. But what shocked me more than anything was the feeling in me that was screaming I need more. How had my body just had 2 orgasms in a matter of 5 minutes yet was ready to be taken to once more? But even as I asked myself the question, I felt his length still buried deep inside of me coming back to life, ready for another go himself.

My green eyes lifted to his blue ones. "You ready for round two darlin?" he asked as he swiveled his hips, stirring my insides with his cock.

"Yes." I signed.

This time wasn't hard and fast. Oh no. He made sure to take his time and pull as many orgasms as possible from my body that he could before finding his own release. So many in fact that I lost count, something that no man had ever been able to make me do. Lord help me, this man was going to be an addiction that I wasn't sure I was going to be able to fight.