Made you look with that title, didn’t I?
Whenever I’m writing a story, I set up a Pinterest board with photos that inspire me, and that quote was one of the first things I pinned when Lex Couper invited me to be part of the Five Alarm Alphas bundle about firefighters. While intially I’d planned to write about Canadian firefighters, my characters gave me a resounding “We’re Texan!” shout.
So although neither of them are cowboys, firefighter Zac Buchanan and diner owner Tabatha Morgan live in small town Texas. They’ve known each other since…well, they were knee-high to a grasshopper. But the timing’s never been right for either of them. Now, Tabby’s back in town — but Zac’s hesitant to act on his desires and tries, misguidedly, to set her up on a date with his best friend Quinn. Who promptly sets him straight. But Tabby soon discovers that dating a firefighter, even if he’s a volunteer, means accepting that he runs into burning buildings while other people run out.
And better yet, there are seven other stories along with my Feeding the Flames, and for the next few weeks, the Five Alarm Alphas will be available for just 99¢. Don’t miss out, because these firefighters are smokin’ hot!
Oh and don’t miss out the release party we’re holding on Facebook on November 7th — there will be guest authors and prizes.
Combustible ~ Lexxie Couper: Arson investigator, Desmond Russell is the best in Australia. Cool, calm and collected, nothing ruffles him. Until he meets Outback fire brigade captain, Jess Montgomery, a woman who ignites all his sexual desires. The initial spark will engulf them both…but will their hearts survive the inferno?
Wet Down ~ Delilah Devlin: Out with the old, in with the new…Or so Sherry Thacker thinks. Problem is, her ex is always on her mind and right across the street. When a “Wet Down” ceremony to retire an old fire truck is planned by the city council she has to put aside her hurt and anger and do her job. Blake Thacker wants his wife back—in every way and he’ll use whatever means necessary to win her back. Sex is always best served WET.
Two to Spark ~ Marie Harte: When a psychic predicts that a faulty toaster, a black cat, and the wrong address will bring Cooper together with Ms. Right, he shrugs off the notion as crazy. But before long, fate has something else in store for the sexy firefighter when a spark of attraction ignites into true love.
Controlled Burn ~ Desiree Holt: Montana Wade was home after writing off the past ten years of her life, but she needed one more night of courage before she faced her family. Boone Crider, hotshot firefighter, was burned out form the rash of malicious fires. They thought one night as strangers would cure them both, but the fire they started between them soon became a barely controlled burn.
Up In Smoke ~ Lissa Matthews: Half-brothers, Josh and Jay, share everything from a house, to a love of curvy, older women. So when their dream woman accidentally sets her kitchen on fire, they ride to her rescue, sirens blaring, promising to kindle flames that may never be extinguished.
Rekindled ~ Cari Quinn: Some blazes refuse to be contained. It’s been months since ex-firefighter Katie Kemp has spoken to her former lover and squad mate, Dash Carlton. But when a late night drive down memory lane leads her to a small fire at Dash’s house, she realizes she’s not willing to turn her back on the hottest flame of her life.
Into the Fire ~ Shelli Stevens: Shannon has always prided herself on holding her own in the male dominated field of firefighting. She likes to be in control. Until she strikes a bargain with a sexy man from her past who makes her give it all up in the bedroom.
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Feeding the Flames
© 2014 Leah Braemel
He lowered his head and kissed her again, taking his time to listen to every hitch of her breath. While they kissed, he let his hands range over her body, cupping her breasts, loving their warmth and their weight, how she moaned into the kiss with each stroke of his thumbs over her nipples.
She was just as busy exploring him, tugging his shirt from the waistband of his jeans, sliding her palms beneath. The heat of her hand, the gentleness of her touch drove him crazy. He pulled away, grasped the hem of the offending garment, tugged it over his head and dropped it on the floor beside her clothes.
Her eyes were almost black was she examined him. He stood still, letting her explore. It’s not like she’d never seen his chest before—but she’d never touched him, not like this. Her touch glanced over his pecs, blazed over the flat buds of his nipples, skated over his abs. Slowed at his fly. Which was now bulging from his aching hard-on.
She lowered his zipper to the base. The warmth and softness of her hands as she hooked her hands into the waistband of both jeans and boxer briefs had him biting his lips in a desperate effort at control. Slowly, methodically, she skimmed his pants over his hips, tugging his boxer briefs with them.
Freed of the restraint, his cock stood rigid and proud. Its head glistened, betraying how much he needed her.
The soft intake of her breath shot straight to his groin.
Touch me. Taste me. Suck me. Hell, all of the above.
Her fingers closed around his shaft. Christ, she was stripping his control and they’d barely started. A groan escaped him and she stopped. “Did I hurt you?”
“Anything but. You have no idea what a struggle I’m having right now to not pick you up, toss you on the bed and bury myself in you.”
No camera could capture the beauty of her smile when she glanced up at him and whispered, “So don’t fight it.”