Chapter 10

Chapter Ten

Two Years Later

Elizabeth

I have weekends off now. I guess that's what happens when you get promoted into the corporate side of things and don't have to really worry about taking care of the customers who show up on the weekends.

There's a lot of controversy about that, too. I'm only twenty-four. I'm in a position of authority over a lot of people. I'm a regional vice president. There are ninety-two locations in my region. No other regional vice president is younger than thirty-five.

So, I'm kind of an upstart.

But I don't care. In fact, I kind of love it. This is my fourth month as an RVP, and for every monthly meeting, everyone else has to hear about how my numbers are all better than the month before. Who knows? Maybe in a few years, people will focus on my performance and not my age.

Preston focuses on my performance.

I mean, I guess since I have a young body that seems like it's designed to please a man, he might also be focusing on my age. But right now, he's definitely focusing on my performance as I roll my hips over him and feel that magnificent cock of his inside of me.

Wow. Magnificent cock.

How often do you get to hear a regional vice president of a hundred-million dollar company say something like that?

But his cock is magnificent. My panther's whole body is magnificent, in face. My hands rest on his chest, and it's so astounding, actually to feel the power of his muscles there even though he's not actively engaging them at the moment.

I lean down and kiss him. His hands are, at the moment, on my thighs. I know he's going to go crazy. I always drive him to that point. Oh, he'll let me keep control for a while here but you better believe it isn't going to last. No way. No how. He's going to take over, and when he does it will feel like a miracle that I even survive.

I mean, that's an exaggeration but you get the point right?

Predator.

Baby deer.

That's even more obvious now, right?

Well, my very sexy apex predator killing machine decides he's had enough of me setting the pace, the intensity, and the position. When his hands move from my thighs and he takes hold of my ass, I gasp. A moment later, I yelp as he rolls us over and his cock drives deeply into me.

It's missionary suddenly.

It's missionary and my legs are pressed against my body. In the process of rolling us over, my legs end up caught in his shoulders so I'm bent in two with his cock driving into me and me completely unable to do anything about it at all. I wonder if you can even imagine how utterly vulnerable I feel in this position.

I mean…this is…

I don't want to say it's as powerful and frightening as it was the first time I saw Preston as his cat but you can use that as a way to understand a little bit about how overpowering it is. I'm utterly helpless with his weight atop me. My ankles are almost at my shoulders, and his cock is so big and drives so deeply into me!

"Preston!" I scream. Of course, I'm so completely overwhelmed that the scream is really just a whisper as my entire body locks up and my orgasm hits. I'm helpless long before it hits but as my body loses all semblance of control, the reality of my helplessness feels a great deal more visceral to me. The way his cock drives into me so deeply!

Damn.

That's me, the big important regional vice president. I wonder how much of an important executive I look like with my body bent in two like this and my face probably showing something between absolute terror and complete sexual abandon. I mean, how in the world do I look like anything other than an absolutely crazed porn star?

I might giggle at that thought if it were possible to do that while I'm just…

Okay, you get it. I'm overwhelmed and getting screwed really, really powerfully. There. Look at me. I can be concise after all.

I mean, sort of, right?

Damn. He feels so good. The orgasm is so powerful and the position makes my typical sense that I have no control feel so much stronger. My body locks up powerfully and releases in a flood of pleasure but I have to say that those feelings of release last for what seems like a far shorter time than normal. I mean, it's like the orgasm is just fucking impossible.

You know how you can tell?

I'm silent.

I mean, I'm totally silent here, and I'm never silent during sex.

But I can barely breathe. I certainly can't speak or moan. You better believe, though, that I'm screaming on the inside. In my head, I go back and forth between, "Fuck me, Preston! Fuck me!" and, "Stop! I can't handle it! Too much! Stop!"

Preston's body on top of me is so profoundly powerful, and when he cums I actually start crying from the intensity. Thankfully, I cry silently and pull him against me so he doesn't know as he shudders above my bent-in-two body and I cling to him.

And then both of us snap right out of it when the baby starts crying. I giggle and Preston chuckles. "I got her, Babe," he says.

He pulls out of me, making me feel so empty! Of course, I also feel pretty damned relieved as my body straightens out. He gets off the bed, pulls on his pants, and leaves the room. I roll over lazily and force myself up. I pull on my robe and walk down the hallway to the nursery.

But I stop.

I stop because the nursery door is open and apart from hearing my daughter Sarah cooing as her father rocks her and whispers encouragements, I also hear Joel's voice. Joel asks a very simple question.

"Is Mom awake, too?"

Mom.

Is Mom awake, too?

I lean against the wall and then rush back to my bedroom because I can't stop from weeping. I end up running into the master bathroom and hopping in the shower so I can just let the tears loose. I weep happily and let the water flow over me.

Mom.

Joel calls me Mom !

That means I have my perfect husband, my wonderful and powerful panther. I have my beautiful baby girl, too.

And I also have my son.

I'm sure that somewhere in this great big world there's someone who has a happier life than me but I can't imagine how in the world anyone could!

No way. My happy ever after is happier than I ever thought it could be.

Did you enjoy reading Single Dad Panther's Best Friend Romance ? I hope so. I really enjoy writing about the Company 417 firemen shifters. You already know that if you've read any of the other books I've written. I'm definitely a shifter-loving girl. I don't just have book boyfriends. I have a menagerie full of them! Bears, wolves, lions, tigers, and those giant majestic dragons! And now, I have a panther, too!

I loved writing about Preston. It's not surprising that Liz fell for him, is it? I mean, I think any girl can go for a sexy fireman, right? With Preston, Lize gets a sexy fireman but she also gets a sweet, strong, and very manly single father. She also gets a powerful shifter she knows will always keep her safe. For me, what really appeals is Preston's sweetness. He's sexy. He's manly. He's strong and powerful. But the sweetness is what does it for me this time.

Preston and Liz are well on their way to a wonderful life, aren't they. I love that they're both kind of unsure but keep doing what they need to do. I love that they just put one foot in front of the other with their journey together. How about you? What did you like about the characters?

Naturally, I fell in love with Preston while I wrote this. That isn't going to surprise any of you out there who've read my other Company 417 books. I fall in love with every sexy shifter leading man I write! I can't help it and I always imagine I'm the girl, too.

Let's face reality here: I'm absolutely hopeless when it comes to shifters!

I guess that's just me. Preston was particularly special because single dads always hold an important place in my heart. I really hope you enjoyed reading about Liz and her panther lover. These two have a really sweet and sexy happily ever after in their future, don't they?

I'll tell you one thing right now. I could go for that kind of happily ever after!

If you enjoyed this story, then I think you'll love the next one.

Madeline Charles is in trouble. She's about to lose a small fortune all because of an idiotic clause in the will that says she's supposed to be married. She doesn't really care about the money for herself but she's been supporting a number of charities. She thinks some of them might not survive.

And it's all coming to a head. She's going to have to be engaged right away or the money will disappear.

As if that isn't bad enough, she has to deal with Lucas Adams, the most frustrating and irritating man on Earth. It's like the man thinks that just because he's tall, muscular, and sexy; he can get away with treating her like a child. Sure, the fire code is important but the work she's trying to do is important as well, and it seems like Lucas is making it his goal in life to keep her dream of Hope Ranch, Madeline's sanctuary for single parents and their kids, from ever coming to life.

And then one day while she's arguing with him over the kind of insulation she's supposed to have in the dormitories, the lawyers show up.

The estate lawyers.

And suddenly, there's a problem bigger than Lucas.

All she can do is pray. Well, all she can do is kiss Lucas passionately and pray as hard as she can that the man plays along when she introduces him as her fiancé! Will he do it? She hasn't been nice to him. Will he do this favor, and if he does, where will it lead?

Find out all about it in Fake Fiancé Bear's Enemies to Lovers , the next exciting tale in the sexy, steamy age gap shifter firefighter romance series Company 417 Fireman Shifters !