Monday, March 30, 2015

FireStarter hot Hot HOT romance #erotic

Elle's here today with FireStarter - hot Hot HOT romance.
She's also offering a contest - more on that later.
For now...here's Elle!
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Firestarter cover
FireStarter
Blurb
Keanu Raine is a firefighter, and has fought the most dangerous forest fires for years as a smokejumper. His training has served him well, but his ability as a fire elemental has saved lives many times over, and he had no plans to quit any time soon. When he returns home to the Pacific Northwest, he has no clue that the biggest blaze he would ever fight, would be the one that Cammie Masters stirs in his soul.
Cammie loved Keanu since the day he rescued her when she was a twelve year old girl trapped in a tree. But now, her school girl crush is a woman’s lust. But Keanu has blown into town before, is he really here to stay this time?
Keanu’s investigation into the arson plaguing his hometown is heating up, and so is his relationship with Cammie. But it soon becomes clear that Cammie isn’t a bystander, she is a target. As Keanu tries to uncover the truth, things turn deadly, and as the smoke clears there is more than just one elemental who has their sights set on Cammie.
FireStarter Excerpt
“Too many clothes,” he bit out.
Way too many, she silently agreed.
He pulled back and stood up, holding his hand out to her. This was it. If she took his hand, there would be no turning back. Not that she had any desire to. This man was so very, very gorgeous. And he was all hers. As a little girl she’d fallen head over pigtails for him, and now she was scared she’d done the same thing, only as a woman.
Placing her hand in his larger one, it felt like she was jumping off a cliff. Cammie’s tummy did a little flip, sending flutters of sensation all the way to her toes, and what an awesome place to be, on the edge of a cliff ready to free fall.
With an effortless tug, he pulled her up. Cammie set her hands on his chest, dragging them over rippling muscles that jumped under her touch. One by one, she undid the top three buttons of his polo shirt. A heartbeat later, his shirt was gone, exposing him to her gaze. His smooth chest beckoned her palms and mouth to explore. Cammie let her hands roam the contours of his shoulders. She placed open-mouthed kisses over his pecs, moving her hands down to the waistband of his jeans.
“Enough.” He grabbed her wrists. “Where’s your bedroom?” Keanu growled.
She pointed in the direction behind her, hoping he could figure it out. She didn’t want to take her eyes, or her mouth, off his well-sculpted torso. Leaning forward, she used her tongue to tease the little brown disc of his nipple, before giving the same attention to its twin.
His hands moved to her hips, down over her ass, and lifted her up. She wrapped her thighs around his waist, anchoring herself to him when he started moving. She trailed her tongue down the column of his throat, biting the tendon between his shoulder and neck, his steps never faltering as Cammie continued to taste him.
Reaching the bedroom, he laid her on the bed while he dealt with his belt. The sound of it hitting the floor was another added stimulant to her, quickly followed by the zipper. Within moments, he was down to his briefs, with a sizeable bulge that had Cammie’s eyes widening as it jutted free of the cloth. She rose up onto her knees, wanting to see all of that hardness. Trepidation warred with excitement.
He slipped the straps of her dress over her shoulders, exposing her sensitive breasts to his gaze, and his hot mouth. Without preamble, he bent and sucked the puckered flesh of her nipple into the hot cavern of his mouth. Liquid warmth spread through her body like a warm blanket. He had such a wickedly talented tongue. He blew cool air over the puckered flesh, never ceasing in his teasing of one or the other nipple.
She quaked against him, whimpering incoherently and begging for more. He suckled harder, before switching his attentions to the other breast, sending a lightning bolt of pleasure straight to her core. His hands were beneath her dress, slipping off her panties. Hallefrickenlujah!
“God, but you’re perfect.” Keanu’s mouth found hers in an all-consuming kiss that led to another. He tugged her dress over her hips, and down until, it too, lay on the floor with her underwear.
“So are you,” she mumbled against his lips.
His mouth, teeth, and tongue traced a path down her chest, swirling around her belly button. Her muscles bunched and shifted against him. His husky chuckle let her know he noticed. Threading her fingers through his hair, she encouraged him to go lower. All the things she’d read and fantasized about doing, were becoming a reality, with the one man she’d always dreamt about. No longer was she worried about not measuring up, or whether he would call the next day. She had no reason to save herself, because the man she’d always wanted was with her now.
With an open-mouthed kiss at the top of her mound, followed quickly with a nip to her feminine folds, he completely undid her. Keanu separated her folds with his fingers, blowing a warm breath over the exposed area, moments before he sucked her tiny nub into his mouth. He licked and nibbled, rolling his tongue around in circles she thought would drive her insane. She was so primed, so ready, she came in a rush against his tongue.
“Again,” he rumbled against her flesh.
Putting action to words, he pressed one thick finger into her clenching core, swiftly followed by two, and then three, making her feel overly full. She knew he was an extremely well-endowed man, and she couldn’t see how he would fit inside her. Thoughts fled her mind when he latched onto her clit, and sucked in tandem with his pulsating fingers. Tingles started in Cammie’s toes and worked their way up her legs, over her abdomen, sending her shooting to the stars in a kaleidoscope of colors.
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Keanu moved up the quivering body of the sweetest tasting woman he’d ever had the pleasure of sampling. She was so incredibly tight, he feared hurting her, but there wasn’t a snowball’s chance in hell he could stop. The analogy wasn’t lost on him.
He grabbed a foil packet he’d placed on the dresser earlier, and donned the protection in record time. He placed his elbows beside her head, threading their hands together, and pressed the tip of his cock to her entrance. Her eyes widened, and he wanted to ease all her doubts and fears.
In a kiss he hoped conveyed all he felt, he captured her lips between his, brushing his mouth across hers until she opened in welcome. He felt some of the tension leave her body, and he pressed the first inch into her. He teased her lips with his tongue, trailed down her jaw, and nuzzled into her neck.
Pulling out, he pushed back inside another two inches, only to retreat and repeat the process. Her body was trying to accommodate him, but she seemed to be fighting it. A light went on inside his mind that made him freeze in place. “Cammie, is this your first time?” he asked.
A tear seeped out of the corner of her eye. “Don’t stop. Just do it and get it over with.”
“Look at me, sweetheart.” He lifted up on his hands. “I’m not going to stop unless you ask me to. But, and this is a big but, if this is your first time, I need to know.”
“Why?” she asked with a puzzled look.
She was so sweet, and innocent, it took all his control to rein himself back. He closed his eyes and brought his head down to breathe in her scent. “Because, I want this to be good for you.” He nuzzled her neck and then looked back up into her face.
Cammie looked startled. “I don’t think it can get any better.”
“Oh yes, there is so much more I can do, things that will bring more pleasure for the both of us.”
He eased back and retraced his earlier path back down her body, stopping to pay homage to her firm breasts, taking a little bite on each hip bone, before feasting on her most intimate flesh and stabbing his tongue inside her, mimicking the act he wanted to do with his cock. He felt her walls flutter and wanted to shout in triumph.
She thrashed against him, and he placed a hand on her abdomen to hold her in place. He continued to lick her while she squirmed against his face and his fingers, making her roll right into another orgasm in an endless stream of pulses that left him hard and aching. He ground his dick against her sheets, knowing he was on the edge of coming, but staved off the urge, barely.
Climbing back up her body he paused to kiss her, placing the head of his cock at her entrance, before slowly entering her an inch at a time. Holding himself up on one elbow, he reached between their bodies with his right hand and strummed her clit.
“Oh Keanu, that feels amazing, but seriously I can’t come again. I need you in me.” Cammie’s voice rose.
His balls tightened painfully at the incredibly small entrance. Her liquid heat surrounded him, and more of her copious fluids coated his dick and ran down his balls. Rocking his hips back and forth, it seemed to take forever, before he was finally seated fully into her flesh.
Caught by the liquid brown of her eyes, he was captured somewhere between pleasure and pain as her nails dug into his shoulders. Pleasure won out as she lifted her knees, gripping his hips and opening herself to him completely. For a moment he held completely still, letting her body adjust to his, Keanu felt a connection snap into place he’d never had with another woman.
The sweet honey of her desire eased his entrance, and her gasps were like music to his ears. Cammie’s smooth flesh constricted around him, dragging him so deeply inside her, he feared he’d never want to leave.
“Move, damn you,” Cammie breathed.
He pulled out, rubbed his cock up the slit of her sex, once, twice, three times, and then plunged his stiff shaft in to the hilt again, hissing at the immediate suctioning pull, and the hot clasp of her vaginal walls. He lost it.
Withdraw. Slam. Withdraw. Slam. Over and over again, he repeated this process.
She let loose a sexy groan that reverberated throughout her body, setting him on fire.
His inner flame leapt up several measures. Their thighs slapped against each other, and their bodies made wet sucking sounds as he pounded into her. His vision went blurry as he raced toward release, and his balls drew up, preparing to flood her with his essence.
“Come with me, Cammie, I want to feel you squeeze my dick so hard I’ll feel it tomorrow.”
“Yes, yes,” she moaned.
With every slam, his pelvis hit the top of her mound. Twisting his hips, he ground against her hot little button. Her gasps grew louder and she came again, drenching his balls even more, pushing him over the edge.
 Holy Mary, Mother of all that is divine, I think I just saw Jesus Christ.
He wanted to come inside Cammie Masters, without protection. Coming bare inside the hot clasp of his woman was now going to be listed as a religious encounter that he must experience, and soon.
They lay entwined, their breathing rapid, hearts beating in staccato bursts as he tried to regain his equilibrium.
Cammie rubbed his back. “Wow. That was, like… Oh, my, is that normal?”
He looked at her with a puzzled frown. “What do you mean?”
“Don’t be obtuse. Does it normally feel so great?”
“Not for me. I mean, sex is great.” He grunted as Cammie pinched him in the side. “Don’t give me that look. Sex has always been satisfactory for me, but what we just shared? It was totally off the Richter scale.”
She looked at him with insecurity shining in her eyes. “Really, you’re not just saying that?”
“Honestly, do you feel that?” He pumped his hips. “I’m ready to go again, and that only happens after I’ve used my powers.”
“Oh…oh!” She relaxed under him.
“Hold that thought.” He brushed her lips with his, before carefully withdrawing. He saw her slight flinch. “I’ll be right back.”
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Author Bio
I’m a wife and mother who is a retired stay at home mom of 2. I say retired because my youngest is 14 and my oldest is 21 eeek. When my baby went to school, reading saved my sanity, and then the same year he started school, I was diagnosed with Cancer, again reading saved my sanity. When I recovered and realized how quickly life could change, I made a bucket list. The number one thing was to live. Check. On top of that list was to become a published author. Check. Eight years later I have accomplished that goal and several others. Now, I continue to add to the list and check them off as I go.
I live in the Midwest, but I”m a southern girl with only a slight twang who says y’all quite frequently, and am known to say “Bless Your Heart” A LOT. If you know what that means, you do not want to be the one I say that to, lol. I cuss worse than if a trucker and a sailor were put together, but I do it with class *WEG*.
I write what I love to read, erotic romance. My books are definitely full of lots of story, but I leave nothing to the imagination, in or out of the bedroom. My hope is that after readers have read one of my stories, they fall in love with the characters as much as I have.
The best part of my new journey is that I get to create new worlds, and have all kinds of stories in my head just waiting to be written. I truly love to hear from readers. You can find me on Facebook, Twitter or my website, but I’m on Facebook all the time, so find me. I’d love to you from you :).
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