Fire Burns Hot ((An FBI/ Romance Thriller~ (Book 5))) Read Online Free Page B

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    The men went way overboard. They over filled the drawer. It went from one, to three, and now it was half the dresser. Elizabeth owned more sexy panties than Victoria Secret . Both men took it to the extreme in hope she’d pull out something frilly and daring daily, allowing them to live out their wildest fantasies. Elizabeth had yet to let either of them down.
    “The one with the little red bows?” he whispered into the phone. Ethan preferred black lacy things. To him they were completely erotic and sinful. Something about his tough, bad ass wife in girly things made him completely crazy.
    For his brother, Callen went the other way when it came to lingerie. He tended to enjoy more leather and bustiers. Although brothers, and a lot alike, their sexual styles were vastly different. One thing was the same. Between them both, they’d bought a great deal of lingerie.
    “You’re killing me, baby,” he stated, barely audible.
    “Maybe when you come home, Mr. Blackhawk, we can lock my office door and have our own private party.” Then she whispered something so salacious, she swore he dropped his phone.
    Then there was sheer panic. “I have to go back to my meetings. I love you, Lyzee,” he answered hurriedly, his voice low and showing his emotions. His body was completely taut with need. It had been three days since he was able to touch his wife, and he couldn’t wait until he flew home.
    Then he was going to make her pay for teasing him.
    Repeatedly .
    Elizabeth giggled. “I love you too, Ethan. Be safe and when you see Gabe, tell him I send my love.”
    Gabe Rothschild was their boss, and part of her extended family of sorts. Gabe was currently married to her best friend, Livy, who at one time had been her field partner for the FBI.
    “I will, baby. Kiss CJ for me, and I’ll call you later.”
    “Be safe, handsome,” she answered, and then disconnected the call, laughing.
    Elizabeth didn’t want Ethan to be the only one suffering, so she sent off a really x-rated text message to Callen, and waited for the reply. Immediately, the phone rang and she snickered.
    “Hey, sexy, you miss me?” she inquired.
    “Elizabeth! T hat was some text. How can I not miss you after that?” he said, dropping his voice low. “If you were here, I’d absolutely enjoy doing that with you. I might be able to pull it off a few times if you let me catch my breath in-between.”
    This was the beauty of the two men. Both were polar opposites. Callen would talk sex on a school bus full of nuns. He was just less inhibited like that.
    “When you come home, we can work on that, darlin’,” she offered. “I already have the lingerie picked out for our celebration.”
    “God, I miss you and your little girly things!” Whitefox absolutely loved her with all of his heart. Never would there be a woman that could take her place. He’d just been sitting there thinking about her and her really long legs and her text arrived. It tightened his body and made him want to drive back to FBI West just to jump her.
    Repeatedly.
    “I’m hoping for the red leather one,” he stated, just above a whisper. “Maybe those sinful heels too.”
    Elizabeth grinned. It looked like he wasn’t a lone either. “I think I can arrange for you to get what you want. For the record, I miss taking you for a ride.” Elizabeth knew the words would get him flustered. While his brother had practice being Mr. Control, Callen…yeah, he didn’t. While he didn’t get embarrassed, he did still get hot and bothered relatively easy.
    “Elizabeth!”
    “Mmmmm I can’t wait, Cal. Just the two of us,” she added, promising him some alone time.
    Even though they were a couple with three people, Elizabeth still enjoyed the moments they spent alone. They may have been made from the same Blackhawk cloth, but they both were distinctly different men.
    Ethan took longer to get wild and out of control, but once he was there, he was in charge of the situation. Callen