Blake runs his hands down the side of my body, his touch sending goosebumps up and down my back. He’s positioned between my legs and I can feel his bulge at my entrance. His eyes follow my curves and he runs his tongue along his lips. Behind him, Max takes off his shirt and gets undressed down to his briefs. I bite down on my lip and take in the size of the package that’s nestled against his thigh. He’s already so hard and it takes all my willpower not to attack him right then and there.

“How badly do you want us?” Blake asks, kissing down at my stomach and pressing his hips between my legs. I can feel his hardness against my pussy and I bite down on my lip, holding back the moan in my throat.

“More than you could ever know,” I mumble and sink my nails into his shoulders, pushing him down my body. I want him between my legs. I want feel his tongue on my pussy just like the other night when he surprised me at my door.

I want his cock inside of me.

Max walks to the side of the bed, and his finger clings to the bottom of my chin. He forces my eyes up to his slowly, letting me steal glances at his glistening body. The six pack abs, hard chest, and perfect jawline. “Do you think that you can handle both of us, Rose?” His words are soft and commanding. His hand moves to the side of my cheek and I move against his touch.

I don’t know if I can. I can barely handle one of them at a time, but choosing between the two of them is something that I can’t do. I want them both. I know that it’s greedy, but I’m allowed to be greedy for once, even when the risks outweigh the rewards.

I nod to his words.

“Good girl,” he laughs and takes my hand. He guides my fingers to his briefs and I know what he wants. I pull them down and his cock flings out, a drop of precum at his tip. I’m quick to take him into my mouth, just as Blake pulls away my panties and sucks on my clit. A moan escapes my mouth and rolls down Max’s length, his tip hitting the inside of my cheek.

“That’s a good girl,” Max grunts, running his hand through my hair and digging his fingers into the back of my head. He pushes me onto his shaft. I take him further and further until I can feel his tip at the back of my throat. He holds me there and I can feel the welling in my eyes as the tears build up. My body is telling me that I need to breathe, but I don’t want Max’s shaft to leave. I hold him a little while longer before I gag and he pulls out. I cough a couple times, the mixture of precum and saliva sinking down into my stomach.

I look up at him and he’s smiling at me while he strokes his big cock. I reach out and bat his hand away, wanting more and more of him.

“Don’t do anything to hurt her,” Blake mumbles between my legs, my clit still in his mouth. “I still want my turn with that tight mouth of hers.” He swipes his tongue side to side on my clit and my back arches forward.

“I wouldn’t do anything to hurt her,” Max says. “But I’m pretty sure she likes choking on my cock. Don’t you, Rose?”

“I really do,” I mutter.

“So, it’s fine with you, Miss Collins?” a voice says.  I blink once, then twice before I’m brought back to reality. “Rose, did you hear me?” A hand waves out in front of me and I shake my head.

“What was that?” I ask. The heat on my face is almost unbearable. I rub my thighs together and shudder at the wetness. Soaked through the panties. I clear my throat and get up from my seat, the eyes of all the Blaze Brigade on me. “Sorry, I have a lot on my mind.”

“Is it okay if we go through some fire drills with the kids?” Ronnie, my second in command, asks. “The kids are tired of sitting around and listening to me lecture about fire safety. They want to practice.”

Ronnie leans and places her hips on her side. She smiles at me and her fire hydrant earrings shine at her sides. Her red hair is pulled back in a tight bun today, making her look like Ms. Frizzle from The Magic School Bus.

“Of course. Of course.” I nod my head and let her take the reins. I smile as the kids get into a single file line and start rolling on the floor, pretending to be on fire.

“Stop! Drop! And roll!” Ronnie yells over and over. The kids laugh and tease each other. Some taking it more seriously than others.

I take a spot at the end of the line to make sure that none of them get too rowdy. And so that I can lean against the wall and regain my composure.

I haven’t been at my best the last couple weeks. Not since Blake’s little visit to my apartment. And Max and I’s quickie in his office. I’ve gone from not getting any action in the last year to more than I can handle.

I’ve also been trying my best to avoid them. They’ve tried their best to get my attention several times by knocking at my door or trying to catch me early in the morning, but I always manage to sneak out before they can find me. That won’t last for much longer.

Sooner or later, I’m going to have to choose one of them. The problem is that I don’t know which one.

I enjoy being with both of them. And they both provide the same kind of assets. I blush at the thought of their naked bodies pressing against me.

Alex thinks that I should just string them along. Just to enjoy the attention while I still have it. That there’s no reason to give up a sure thing like them. I don’t agree. I don’t think that’s fair to either of them.

I sigh under my breath. If only I could be with both of them. That would truly be the best of both worlds. They could both have what they want and I could have them both. The logistics of it wouldn’t work out, not when my father is still under the microscope of the media. They would love the chance to blow a story like this.

I shake my head. I can almost see the headlines. ‘Mayor’s daughter is a sexual deviant’ or ‘Rose Collins loves her holes plugged up.’ I shudder at the thought of my private life on full display for all New York. My stepmother would have a meltdown if my father lost the election because of something I did. Not that I cared what my stepmother thinks of me.

The idea of hurting Daddy because of my carelessness might be too much to handle. I know how much he loves being the mayor ever since my mother passed away. He loves being part of the city and bringing about change for the good of everyone. I don’t want to be the reason that all turns sour.

“Would you like to give it a try, Miss Collins?” Ronnie asks and I notice that the line in front of me is gone. All the kids are staring at me and smiling.

“I don’t know.” I look at the floor and then up to the kids. I don’t want to embarrass myself in front of them.

“I told you she wouldn’t do it,” Dwayne says, turning to Steven. “You owe me five bucks.” He holds out his hand and curls his fingers in front of Steven. “Gimme! Gimme!”

I smile and get down to my knees. “Stop! Drop! And roll!” I yell as I do each and every step. Everything spins around me and I can’t help but think of Max and Blake. Their firefighter bodies pressed against me, trying to cool me down.

When I finish, every kid is clapping and cheering for me. Ronnie has a giant smile on her face. I pull down on my dirty shirt and try to get the dust off. “Looks like you owe Steven five bucks,” I say to Dwayne, who curses under his breath. Steven claps his hands and jumps up and down. I hold out my hand and Steven gives me a loud high-five.  

I look down at all the kids, who are all smiling and still clapping. For a moment, I wish I could be back in their shoes. No problems or worries other than getting their homework done and catching their favorite cartoons.

Not like me. I have to figure out how to balance a hectic love life while making sure that my father’s career doesn’t go up in smoke because of me.

How I miss the simple days.