Saved By The Firefighter
Chapter 109

Kathline's Point of View.

I sit watching Davey play with Andy in the children's zone of the Oak Tree Farm, as we wait for our food to arrive. His black jeans and roll-neck jumper contrasted against his grey hair, making him look sexier than ever. I cannot help but feel relieved that Liv has left my home. It has been hard work these past few weeks.

Tonight just feels special. I sit and ponder on how many times I would look at couples with their kids and feel lonely. A single mother with little to no help from anywhere. Yet, here I am, with a man who loves my son, loves me, and for all, his sister was a nightmare. I would not change our lives for all the tea in China.

The waitress arrives carrying two plates of food, placing them on the round table, then disappears to go fetch the next plate. I look over to Davey, who turns round and grins at me. I am sure he loves sitting in that mechanical bus as much as Andy does and could not care a less that he looks kind of ridiculous squashed inside, as my boy pretends to drive it.

"Next stop driver please." Davey shouts to Andy, making me giggle and shake my head.

"Kathline" I hear, and turn around to find Tracey, my secretary from work, standing behind me with her family.

"Tracey, how are you?" I grin up at her.

"I am good. I got those searches back just after you finished work, so I sorted them out for you to be ready for Monday. FYI, there is an issue with the ownership of the house." Tracey informed me.

I take a breath, just what I needed. The client was desperate to move, and if something turned up in the searches, then it was likely to delay the whole process again.

"What is it?" I asked, as Davey climbs out of the bus, and walks with Andy to the table.

"Oh, Tracey, this is Davey, Davey, this is Tracey." I introduce them.

"Yes, we met when we first started seeing each other and I popped into your office." Davey smiled, extending his hand to shake Tracey's.

"Yes, nice to see you again." Tracey grins.

"Sorry, I will leave you to your meal." She continues.

"So...what happened with the searches?" I quickly ask, not because I am a work-a-holic, but because I want to know what the hell I am facing on Monday, or if I need to do something tomorrow from home, even though it is a Saturday.

"Turns out the house was first bought by the client and his ex-wife, even though he got a joint mortgage with his new wife, the ex was never taken off the deeds. It was a joint tenancy," Tracey explains.

"Oh s**t, so he cannot sell, and even if he does, his ex-wife is entitled to half the money from the house. I will leave that till Monday." I say with a slight grimace. Not something I am looking forward to dealing with. Posted by FindNovel.net; visit us for more free novels. "Rather you than me." Tracey laughs, then waves me goodbye as she heads to her own table with her family.

The waitress arrives with Andy's plate of food, and he quickly tucks into his chicken nuggets and chips, the peas flying off the plate left and right as he attempts to put them on his fork.

"Hey Andy, you have pea'd on the table buddy." Davey chuckles at my son, who looks up at him, then giggles behind his hand.

"How is your hunters chicken?" Davey asks as I begin to eat.

"Nice, what about your steak?"

"Canny." Davey nods.

As we eat in a comfortable silence, I cannot imagine a life without Davey in it now. It is like he has always been here. We finish our meals, then make our way round to the counter with the giant cakes, as Andy hops from foot to foot with excitement. "He will never eat a full slice." I tell Davey.

"Then he can bring what he leaves home. Do you want one?" Davey asks.

"No thanks, as lovely as they are, I have been sitting around for weeks at home, not even going to work, and I have put 7 pounds on." I tell him.

"You look beautiful, and to be honest, I have not noticed." Davey tells me with a smile.

"Still, I need to get rid of it before it becomes a full stone." I tell him with a shrug.

Davey nods, but I can see the cogs whirling in his brain, as he orders a giant profiterole for himself and a giant rainbow cake for Andy.

As we sat back down with the cakes, Davey looks up at me.

"I meant what I said, you look bloody gorgeous, never worry about your weight because of me, Kathline. I love you, all of you. When we get home, I am going to show you just how gorgeous you are." He softly whispers, his voice laced with l**t. I offer him a soft smile and a quick nod of my head. The truth is, I do not want to lose the half-stone for him. I want to do it for myself. However, it is still nice to know that he finds me attractive, even if my clothes are a little tighter than before. With our tummies full, and two boxes filled with the cakes neither Andy or Davey could finish, we head back home.

Andy is sitting in the back of the car, his eyes heavy.

"I will shower him in the morning, he is nearly asleep," I said as Davey nodded his head.

We pull up onto the driveway, and Davey carries Andy out of the car, as I open the front door, and we head inside.

Before I even get Andy's pyjama's on, he is all but asleep, so I lay him in bed and place a soft kiss on his forehead, wishing him sweet dreams, as Davey follows, doing the same. We walk out of the room, closing the door, when strong arms wrap around me, and bundle me into our bedroom. "Now, I love you in this dress, but I feel it will look better on the floor." Davey's husky voice almost growls out.

His lips connect with mine, as he passionately kisses me. A low groan rumbles in the back of his throat, as I let out soft moans. Our tongues begin to explore each other. Breathless, we break the kiss, as I lift up his jumper, pulling it over his head, desperate to feel his muscles with my fingers.

Davey unbuckles his belt, then unbuttons his denims, and they fall to the floor with a thud, his boxer shorts going with them. He stands back, fully naked, and fully erect.

"Does he look like he thinks you need to lose any weight?" Davey asks, pointing to his thick hard erection.

I gulp as I see it twitch slightly, and shake my head with a small giggle in my throat.

Davey lies down on our bed, his hand stroking his engorged length, as he stares at me.

"Strip for me baby." He groans at me.

I give him a grin, filled with confidence, then slowly unzip the back of my dress, then turn to face away from him, wiggling my body till the dress falls to the floor.

"s**t Kathline, you are wearing stockings and suspenders." Davey growls out, as he continues to pump his length, his eyes almost black with lust.

I turn around, then reach behind me, unclasping my black lacey bra, pulling the straps down, then holding it in place with my hands.

"F**k." Davey groaned, his heated stare trailing up and down my body.

I remove my hands, and throw my bra off to the side, my n*****s rock hard, goosebumps all over my body.

"Come here." Davey growls, as I walk towards him, wearing nothing but a pair of black lacey knickers, black suspender belt, with black stockings and a pair of black heels.

"Keep the heals on baby." Davey groans, almost as if he is in pain.

I climb onto the bed, positioning myself on his lap, as his mouth concerts with my breast. He begins to suck and tug at my hardened n*****s, feasting as if he is a man starved. My whole body lights up in response, as I arch my back, pushing my b****t further into his mouth.

Davey's hands move around my back, then settle at the hem of my lacey knickers, he starts to pull them down slightly, exposing my buttocks to the air, and grabs a hand full, squeezing them, whilst he teases the tip of my n****e with his teeth.

"Oh God." I whimper in response, as my arousal soaks my lacy knickers.

Davey lets my n****e go with a plop, before moving his head, and begins to give my other breast the same attention. My hands clasp the back of his head as I pull him closer to me.

Moving his hands around my waist, Davey finds the front of my lacy knicks, and his fingers move downward, seeking out my throbbing c**t. Placing his thumb on it, he begins to rub soft yet firm circles, as my body begins to climb the dizzy heights, as I whimper and plead with him for my release.

Turning his hand, he moves his fingers southward, keeping his thumb working its magic, as he slips a finger inside my hot wet throbbing entrance.

"f**k you are soaking." He growls out, whilst still slightly biting the tip of my sensitive n****e.

Adding another finger, he twists them, finding my g-spot with ease, as he gently rubs it, whilst still massaging my engorged clit, my body instantly reacts as wave after wave of erotic ecstasy washes over me, taking my breath away as my face scrunches up to let out a silent scream of approval.

I slumped forward, breathless, trying to catch my breath. Davey gives me a soft smile before grabbing hold of my waist, then lifting me up and turning me, laying me onto my back.

"I am not done with you yet." He groans, and I let out a whimper of approval at his sexy words.

Kneeling between my legs, Davey pulls down my knickers, throwing them on the floor, then lets out a groan.

"f**k you are gorgeous, naked other than that sexy as f**k suspender belt, stockings and heals." He growls, as he fists his length looking at me.

I watch him as he appreciates my body, feeling empowered, sexy, and more than ready to take him deep inside me.

Lining himself up at my entrance, Davey looks me in the eyes, waiting for my permission.

"f**k me." I whimper out, as he smirks, and pushes himself inch by glorious inch inside, filling me up, as the ridges of his hard c**k rub against my soaked walls.

I lift my legs, wrapping them around his waist, digging the high heals into his buttocks, as he lets out a low growl of approval. His mouth finds mine, as he begins to thrust, his tongue dancing with mine, matching the rhythm as he pushes in and out of me. My hands go round his back, my fingernails digging into his muscly skin, as he increases his speed.

"Oh God, Yes, Harder." I moan out, as I feel the wave begin to build.

Davey obliges my request, as he moves at a furious pace, his hand moving down my body, as he once more pays close attention to my c**t.

I am a whimpering, needy mess, beneath him, as I cry out, in soft moans.

"Shit." I say, as once more I feel myself teetering on the edge of the height he has brought me to.

"I am coming." Davey growls,

His words push me over the edge as the intensity of my o****m consumes me, his body jerks, as his face scrunches in a mixture of what looks like extreme pleasure and pain, as his seed fills me to the brim.

Hot and sweaty, we collapse together, both of us giggling like teenagers, as Davey places a soft kiss on my lips.

"f**k that was...." His voice trails off.

"Humm, it definitely was." I grin at him.

We lay like that for what feels like forever, both of us stated.

"I best get a shower." I whisper, not really wanting to leave our bed.

"Hum, whilst you do that, I will lock up, because I am far from finished with you yet, there is a lot more I am going to give you tonight, and every night for the rest of our lives." Davey sighs.

"Good, because I want you to give me everything, tonight and every night for the rest of our lives." I grin at him.

"Then we are agreed. Forever." Davey smiles down at me.

"Forever." I simply nod.