This is a repost of the original. I did some proof reading. Hopefully, it is better so it can be read and enjoyed...
Hey guys, I want to thank everyone for the feedback so far. I truly appreciate the positive and the negative. At the same time, I know I can't make everyone happy. Like I mentioned before, about 6 chapters are already written. So, some of the suggestions are where I was already headed. I am tweaking them to what I think could help or should be removed. I might have found an editor, but I can't expect them to be on my time. I know you guys have lives and are doing me a huge favor. I decided to post the next one and I did look over it more. I will admit I was being lazy at first, shame on me, but I hope I get better. I haven't really seen a story deal with this particular situation; so, it may not be everyone's cup of tea. I hope you all enjoy, feedback is always appreciated. Thanks guys :D
~Lana~
*****
Austin moaned as the he looked down into dark, red, curly hair. It was so soft rubbing against his stomach it almost tickled. They were alone in the fire house. She was teasing him lightly kissing his hip bone. She massaged where his legs connected to his body; it felt like a shock had gone up Austin's spine. How did she know he was so sensitive there? Her breath on his cock was driving him crazy. He wanted to grab her hair and guide her to where he ached for lips to be. When he started to, she pulled away laughing lightly. Just as she was about to wrap her cherry lips around the tip of him, the fire alarm disrupted their pleasure.
Shit, not now! Austin shot up in bed; he was alone in his house. There was no fire alarm; this was his three days off. It was 6:00 am still pretty dark outside. His alarm woke him for his morning run. He stumbled around the dark room, refusing to turn on the light. He was strongly considering going back to sleep, to recapture the dream. She felt so real on top of him. It always happened that way. Just when he was about to experience something with Honey, he would be disturbed. It was a cruel joke; his mind was playing on him.
He called her honey because of her smooth skin. He still didn't know her name. Honey made guest appearances in his dreams. She would tease but never letting him have a taste, even in fantasy. He had yet to see her again. She just kept popping up randomly in his head. It had been almost a month this was crazy.
The last time the alarm went off in her building, he saw her from a distance outside. When they walked in, she was not at the desk. He was actually disappointed; he admitted he was looking for her. Austin shook himself, get it together man it's been almost a month. The dreams felt real none the less.
*****
The sun was streaming in her bedroom window; it had to be about eight in the morning. Niala rolled around not quite ready to deal with the light. She felt her nipple through her shirt, it was like morning wood. This time she rubbed them, her fingers sliding the straps of her tank down. She was thinking about sex, she was so horny. It had been 3 months and had her weak moment with Sam already. After that last time it didn't feel that same, which made it easier to cut him off. Niala he told herself she would wait till someone was worth it.
Then, she had seen fireman; he was the star of many of dreams. As she rubbed her nipples, she imagined him sucking on one. The pictured he's hands, instead of hers playing with the other. She wondered what he was like, probably powerful like his voice. Niala bite her lip softly.
The bottom of her bed sank with the weight of another person. She quickly pulled her straps back up to cover herself from the interrupter. Niala's son was quickly crawling up to meet her face. She smiled; his sandy brown curls were getting long and unruly. His eyebrows, shaped like hers, were up with excitement.
"Mommy it's morning, are you goin to cook breakfast? Can you cook me cereal?" This is another reason why men won't look at her she thought. She pushed fireman out her mind; who would want a girl with baggage? Her little joy was not on a guys list of what he wanted in a woman.
It was fine with Niala. She refused to settle for someone not accepting of her son or putting her in second place. If it had to be just her and little Sean that was fine, she would just be single. Niala just had to figure out a way to get over the drought she saw coming. Mind over matter.
"Mommy, daddy is coming he said he was getting me today," he was so excited.
"Yes Sean, its daddy's week. Let's get you ready," She smiled.
They hopped up and went to the kitchen. They ate their cereal watching Saturday morning cartoons. Sean asked questions about what he didn't understand. When they finished, Niala and Sean brushed their teeth. She helped him pack his stuffed animal and toys he carted from one house to the other. Those were his things he couldn't bare to part with.
One good thing was Sean had a great father. Though Rory and Niala were no longer together, they tried to keep their disagreements out of Sean's life. It already was enough for him they weren't together. They alternated weeks for now since Sean was young. It was possible because they lived in the same city. She would miss him. The little breaks she had allowed her free time most parents didn't have. Tonight she was going out with the girls. She wouldn't have to worry about what time she came home or making breakfast in the morning.
*****
The music in the club was loud, with flashing lights giving people glimpses of who they were really talking too. Things always looked better in club lighting. When the house lights came on it would probably be a different story. Fog machines would periodically, blow cold smoke from the ceiling. It made the palce even more hazy.
Austin wasn't sure he was in the mood for it tonight. Josh had dragged him out with some other friends to a popular club. He wasn't a homebody by any means, just sometimes he didn't feel like doing the club scene. They found a table between the bar and dance floor; a perfect place to see almost everything going on in the club. After the guys took a round of Patron shots, Austin started to loosen up. They begin looking around making comments on what they saw in the club. It was packed with women. Josh was a self proclaimed ladies man. He took the whole firefighter routine to another level.
He dished out bad pick up lines; they got by most of the time because of his looks. Mixed with Irish and Puerto Rican it made for a different sexy combination; Olive skin, dark brown hair, and green eyes. Most ladies would let his pick up lines slide, all he had to do was smile. They would laugh and later he would be sliding into them while they screamed.
