My Fireman's Secret Baby by Jamie Knight (good e books to read TXT) 📗

My heart wants to melt as I watch the gentle way she is interacting with the animals. “I'll be right back.” Mylah looks at me in surprise. I set the puppy down beside her and run out of the room. I love how sweet she looks when she is talking to the animals.

I return a few minutes later with my camera. Mylah is holding both puppies in her arms. She looks so beautiful, smiling at them. I aim my camera at her and start taking pictures.

“Oh no! I look horrible!” she exclaims when she realizes what I'm doing.

“No, you look gorgeous!” I assure her. I take a few more pictures as she feeds and plays with the puppies. I could photograph Mylah all day.

“I didn't know you liked taking pictures,” Mylah prompts. She is feeding a puppy like a baby as she looks at me with curiosity. I love when she opens up like this.

“Yes. It’s always been a passion of mine. I love photography and the emotions that you can capture in pictures,” I explain.

She smiles softly at me and turns her attention back to the puppies. I take another picture. “Stop! No one wants to see me on camera,” she protests softly.

I look at my camera for a few seconds. Then, I move closer to her and hold the camera screen out for her to see. She leans forward and looks at her picture. “You're wrong. See, look at how beautiful you are,” I say. I scroll the images so she can see them. She laughs a little in embarrassment and looks away. I can see in her eyes the amazement of looking at herself on film. I set the camera down. We sit together in comfortable silence as we finish feeding the puppies.

“There you go, little angels,” Mylah whispers as she puts the last puppy in the box. I watch as she covers them like babies. I put my camera on the dresser. When I turn around, she is sitting on the ground, looking at me.

“Thank you so much for everything,” she says.

“It’s no problem,” I reply. We smile at each other.

Mylah looks at me, then down at the ground a few times. I am about to ask what is on her mind when she takes me by surprise. She stands in front of me and pushes up onto her tiptoes. Softly she kisses my cheek.

I grab her hand. Mylah pauses. We both hesitate then slowly our lips meet. The kiss is an explosion of passion and desire.

I pull her onto the bed with me as we keep kissing and our hands explore each other's bodies. I know what we both want. I cup her breast through the fabric of her shirt. She moans, and I know she is ready for me.

We start pulling off each other’s clothes as she moves underneath me. Mylah’s naked skin is so soft and smooth. I kiss her neck, causing her breath to come in pants. I want her so bad.

My girl parts her legs for me. Her pussy is so wet that I slide my dick easily inside. I hold onto her waist as I go deeper with each thrust. Mylah is so tight and warm. I’ve never been with a woman who felt this good, this right. It’s like she was made to perfectly fit me.

Her fingers lightly scrape my back. She is so into it. I never thought that would happen. I try to take things gently, but her body tells me that she wants other things. So I go a little harder and faster. Thrusting into and out of her gets more difficult as her pussy tightens and my dick swells. It feels like she is gripping me, milking me for all I can give.

We hold each other tightly until we cum. My cock pulses, spilling spurt after spurt of hot seed into her pussy. Still moving inside her, my shaft rubs it in, combining our juices together. My head swims. Unable to keep going, I drop down beside her. For the first time, she is out of breath and lies there, almost asleep. I pull her into my arms.

All I can think about is how intense that was. Mylah is definitely getting braver, which is a good thing. I love that she took the initiative. It was a major turn-on and showed how much she wanted me. I wasn't expecting her to show such intense emotions. I wrap my arms around her and pull her to me. I want to be as close as I can to her right now.

Chapter Fourteen - Mylah

A Month Later

Things have changed so much my mind is a whirlwind. Kyst and I have been living together at his place—very happily, in my opinion. I get to wake up every day by his side, and nothing is better than that. We are still working on the plans for the new clinic in town. We have almost completed them, and I am so excited about that.

For now, I have been renting a small shop in town to care for the animals—thanks to Kyst helping me. I'm so excited to get started working on my own building, though. I can't wait until everything is finished. I just know it is going to be great.

However, there is one thing that makes me apprehensive. I have absolutely enjoyed my time here with Kyst. But, I don't know if I am ready to move out and get back into my own place. Also, we are not officially living together. I mean, Kyst hasn't asked me to move in. So, I assume I'm still just staying here until I’m back on my feet.

There are so many reasons to worry. I try to put them out of my head, though, as Kyst walks into the kitchen. I put on my polite smile.

“Good morning. Ready for breakfast?” he asks.

“Yes. Can I help you with anything?” I ask.

“No,, I'll cook it up quickly,” he