Light Her Fire(book 2) by Samanthe Beck
Release Date 10/20/2014
He’ll show this good girl the thrill of being bad…
Good girl Melody Merritt is ready to be bad. Fresh out of an unsatisfying ten-year engagement to the town golden boy, she’s determined to make up for lost time. And who better to burn her sterling reputation to the ground than Bluelick’s sinfully sexy new fire chief whose wicked gaze promises complete and utter domination? Yes, please.
Corrupting the prim and proper Little Miss Bluelick is the most action Josh Bradley’s seen since he transferred from Cincinnati to fast-track his career. He won’t let anything or anyone—not even the delectable Melody Merritt—trap him in this Kentucky-fried Mayberry, but when their searing chemistry yields an unexpected result, he realizes he’s started a blaze that’s completely beyond his control…
I don’t know about the rest of the men in Bluelick, but you took care of me in half a lap.
She laughed and then looked back at the fire station to see if she could spot him anywhere. Nope. Still grinning, she typed, You dirty pervert. Get your head out of your pants.
He texted back immediately. Wasn’t my head in my pants. It was something a bit more…handy.
The thought of him, watching her and…ahem…handling himself, sent her head straight into her pants. Don’t you have an engine to buff?
The engine is buffed. I buffed it for the better part of 3 minutes, thanks to you prancercizing in that outfit.
Red tank top over a jog bra and red running shorts? This is a perfectly ordinary running outfit.
Her incoming text signal dinged immediately. From the Nike “Cock Tease” collection. I sat here in all kinds of agony watching your tits bounce while you jogged around the square, remembering how it felt to be lodged between them. I’m not even going to tell you what the sight of your ass in those running shorts does to me. It’s begging to be spanked. I counted 5 laps. You do the math.
She tripped over her own foot, caught her balance, and looked around again. Still no sign of him, but she felt the heat of his gaze as profoundly as a touch. Her skin tingled. Her system hummed. She fought off a naughty urge to run five more laps. Not that she could. This time she’d know he was watching—which brought a whole new meaning to the term “runner’s high.”
The firehouse stood to her right, in all its historic redbrick glory. She boldly faced the building, put her hand on her hip, and sent the structure a defiant stare. When that didn’t produce any response, she typed, I feel so objectified. Is that all you see when you look at me? Tits and ass? Fine with her. High time someone did.
He sent a new picture over—of her staring at the firehouse. I notice every goddamn thing. Look at your long, toned legs. I might actually get bruised when they’re wrapped around my waist and you’re losing control. I’m also thinking, just for once, you be the firefighter and I’ll be the citizen in distress.
It took a lot not to laugh out loud, but she didn’t want to stand there laughing to herself in the town square like a crazy lady. Keeping her eyes on the screen, she typed, Is this before or after the spanking?
My shift ends at midnight. I’ll be on your doorstep at 12:05 and then you’ll find out.
Smoking HOT firefighter, steamy love scenes, and secrets in a small town, how can you go wrong? Samanthe Beck did an amazing job pulling me in and making me not want to stop reading. There are some books that as much as I try I just can’t find a stopping point and I have to keep reading. This happened to me last night, I read until four am and with two chapters left I forced myself to go to sleep. I couldn’t stop my brain however and I had some very good dreams, lol. After getting up not two and a half hours later to bring my daughter to school I slept a little more then gave up and kept reading. Samanthe if you read this, keep up the great work, I love when I read a book and it consumes my brain!
So this is the second book Samanthe’s a Private Pleasure novels, and better than the first which I didn’t think was possible. You start to see something going on with Melody Merritt and Chief Josh Bradley in Private Practice, especially after a particularly sexy scene but I won’t give too much away to those who have yet to read it. Samanthe overlaps the books a bit and I really liked that, when you read the two you can see everything intertwined. I have never read one that did this so well! The only other books I have read where the books overlap are written by multiple authors. As I said she did a flawless job bringing her pots to completion.
Melody and her long time fiancé have come to the conclusion that they are not right for each other, truthfully a decision that should have been made years ago. She has gone her whole life being the “good girl”, never causing trouble or having her reputation tarnished. The thought never crosses her mind to be bad until she sees the Blazingly Hot new fire Chief. She can’t help but feel starks and she knows they could start a few fires together. She keeps her distance until finally her good girl straw snaps.
Chief Josh Bradley is shocked when the women he has been hot for, good proper Melody propositions him in the small town store. He has been watching her for a long time, and nicknamed her ‘Bluelick’ after the small town be was being forced to reside in. The town gave him the job he wanted but not the action he craved. One look at Melody told him she could provide a very good distraction. One touch, one kiss, and that look, is all it took! He forgets about all his reservations about getting involved with her, but they are not the only ones starting a blaze in town. Between his growing addictions to Melody, butting heads with small town politics, and all the fires going up in town… Josh has begun to get that excitement he wanted. Who is starting the fires, will Josh get his dream job in the city, and will Melody and Josh be able to keep their encounters casual. You will have to buy this book to find out!!
About the Author:
Wine lover, sleep fanatic, and USA Today Bestselling Author of sexy contemporary romance novels, Samanthe Beck lives in Malibu, California, with her long-suffering but extremely adorable husband and their elementary-aged turbo-son. Throw in a furry ninja named Kitty and Bebe the trash talking Chihuahua and you get the whole, chaotic picture.
When not clinging to sanity by her fingernails or dreaming up fun, fan-your-cheeks sexy ways to get her characters to happily-ever-afters, she searches for the perfect cabernet to pair with Ambien.
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