Free Playing With Fire (Firehouse Fourteen Book 2) by Lisa B. Kamps

touch. She sighed again, a small sound that was immediately captured by Jay as she pushed herself even closer, wanting, needing to feel all of him.
    Jay abruptly broke the kiss and pulled away, just a fraction of an inch. He was breathing heavily and she could see the flush on his face even in the shadows. His eyes studied her, burning in their intensity, searing her nearly as much as his kiss had done.
    She expected him to say something. Instead, he cupped her face between his hands and brushed his thumb along her bottom lip. Tingles shot through her at the touch and she opened her mouth in invitation. Jay groaned, a sound of frustration and need, and claimed her mouth once more, walking her backward until she was pressed against the porch post.
    He deepened the kiss, demanding a surrender she willingly offered. His body pushed more tightly against hers and she thrust against him, feeling the hard length of his erection against her stomach.
    Desire exploded inside her, more intense than she expected. Liquid heat flowed through her, moving with the speed of lava as it consumed her, inch by slow inch. She ran her hands along Jay's shoulders, feeling the hard muscle under her palms. Lower still, down across his open collar. Her trembling fingers found the buttons of his shirt and undid them, one by one, until the shirt was open. She slid her hands inside his shirt, her palms flat against his warm flesh, kneading the solid expanse of muscle. But it wasn't enough, she wanted more, needed to feel all of him.
    Jay pulled away and stepped back with a groan, then lowered his forehead against hers. She could see his shaky smile and tried to catch her breath, tried to still her racing heart as she burned on the inside.
    "Ang, we need to stop. We can't—"
    "Come inside." The invitation came out in a ragged whisper, foreign to her own ears. Jay groaned then leaned forward to give her another kiss, a quick one this time, before shaking his head.
    "I want to. You have no idea how much I want to. But Dave—"
    "Is working another callback."
    Silence greeted her quick reply, and Angie immediately wondered if she should have said anything. She hadn't planned on telling Jay, hadn't thought that tonight would amount to anything.
    But it had, and she didn't want it to end.
    She could see Jay's mind working, could see him arguing with himself. And she knew that he was still telling himself that it was wrong to be with her. That she was Dave's sister. That there was some kind of stupid manly code of honor that he was breaking.
    She held her breath, wondering what he would do. No, she wouldn't throw herself at him again, no matter how much she wanted to. This was something Jay had to resolve on his own.
    That didn't mean she had to do stand by and do absolutely nothing.
    Angie leaned forward and pressed her mouth against his, nipping at his lower lip before darting her tongue out. His mouth opened immediately under hers, a soft groan escaping him as she pressed herself even closer. She ran her hands along his chest then slowly, reluctantly, pulled away.
    He sighed against her mouth, leaning forward for another kiss, but she ducked around him, offering him a small smile.
    "I'm going inside if you'd like to join me." She looked at him for another second. A flash of desire crossed his face, followed by something else she couldn't read.
    She turned back around and walked to the front door, unlocking it then pushing it open. A smile spread across her face as Jay came up behind her and followed her inside.
    **
    Jay crossed the threshold and stopped. The silence of the house greeted him, the air inside cool against his flushed skin. Angie reached behind him to close the door and he jumped at the sound of the lock clicking in place. He had a second to wonder if he had just crossed some invisible line before Angie's body brushed against his, and he thought no more.
    He grabbed her arm and spun her around, dropping his mouth to hers and claiming her.