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Hotter Than Blood Fiction’s Review of
Story: ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ Heat: ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
Chasity has a unique vision with this story. It is so easy to read that you fall into it. The characters come alive on the pages and their hopes, dreams, confusions and desires become your own.
I had thought, “Oh, Firehouse Diaries,” all about the firehouse and the stuff that goes on there. Instead, I found that only a small parts takes place there. The story isn’t just about firefighters, which both are, but about how they each survived something to try to find the one important thing in life, LOVE.
The erotic scenes and BDSM are well done and realistic. They are not simply done to make a scene in the book but to enhance the plot and drive it. Everything is tastefully executed and well thought out. The D/s (dominance/submission) situations are done in such a manner that even the novice will understand and not be turned off. Chasity even brings up the necessary before talk, the talk before anyone does anything with anyone in true BDSM situations, and the contract, that many hear about but never understand unless having been into the lifestyle or witnessed it.
I found her book to be a hot read with a wonderful story. It even has a happily ever after ending. What more could you want, except more.
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I won’t fight you anymore!
“Kori, baby…I’m going to show you…how much I want you…how much I need you.” He muttered between kisses.
“Yes.” She whispered.
Chris lay her back on the bed and her wet skin was glimmering in the dim lamp light. She was beautiful. Her hair was a wet stringy mess, but he liked seeing her this way. Her eyes were full of lust and her smile was wickedly provocative. Breasts the size of grapefruits with pretty pink nipples and firm, taut abs with a pierced belly button. Sexy. His eyes fell to her mound, lightly covered with a trimmed dark red triangle, pointing to what he wanted most. It’s obvious she tans in the nude, not a tan line anywhere and the prettiest light tan he’d ever seen on a redhead. She had a light dusting of freckles in places…like her nose and cheeks, her shoulders and a little on her chest. He thought it was sexy and that they were well placed. Her legs were long and slender with dainty feet and painted toes.
He growled at the sight of his woman. “Damn, Kori…you are incredible.”
Kori smiled and watched as he undressed. She knew he would be sexy, but he was much more than she’d anticipated. His shoulders were broad and powerful all the way down his arms. That she already knew, but his chest and abs…whew, they were firm and rigid and she couldn’t wait to run her hands over them. He undid his pants and they dropped to the floor, leaving him in his briefs. Her lips formed a silent ‘O’ at the sight of what was desperately trying to escape the confines of the cotton fabric. His cock must be nine or ten inches. The excitement in her swelled and she could hardly wait for him to fit that monster in her.
Chris smiled crookedly. “I’m going to make love to you this time, darlin’…but the next time…we’ll play and have some fun.”
Say you don’t want me!
Standing under the steaming shower, she finally relaxed. The wine was supposed to do the trick, but with the thunder and then Chris showing up, her nerves were a jumbled mess. She stood under the pulsing water for several minutes when she heard a knock on the door.
Quickly, she turned off the shower and wrapped a towel around her drenched body and opened the door that lead to Chris’ room.
Chris stood there with towel and robe in hand smiling at her slyly. “Any hot water left for me?” He asked with a chuckle.
“Oh! Sorry. I guess I didn’t realize how long I was in here.” She apologized.
“Hey, no problem.” He said as he slid past her. “You know…we could save on water and time if we just shared the shower.”
Kori sighed heavily and shook her head. “I guess you’re going to torment me here, too?”
“Torment you?” He chuckled. “Do I have some sort of effect on you, baby?”
Anger filled her face and all she wanted to do was scream. “Yes! You piss me off by making passes at me and calling me ‘baby’! I don’t want a relationship with anyone, including you. So could you please just leave me alone?”
Chris’ smile disappeared. “Fine. Consider yourself ‘left alone’.” He said sharply. “But know this, ‘baby’, you’re missing out on what could be the best fucking you’ll ever have in your lifetime.”
Kori gasped in shock and slapped him across his cheek. “How dare you talk to me that way?”
“What’s wrong, ‘baby’? Afraid I’m right?” He snickered.
The look in his eyes both frightened her and turned her on. She was shivering with fear, yet at the same time she was getting wetter by the second.
Kori lifted her hand to strike him again, but he stopped her and twisted her arm behind her back and leaned his chin on her shoulder.
“Why are you fighting me? You know you want me as much as I want you. So, what’s the problem, Kori?” He asked huskily, yet irritably.
Kori tried to escape his grip to no avail. Her breathing was heavy as she struggled against him. “I don’t want you, Chris! I don’t want anyone!”
He spun her around and held her close to his hard body. “Liar! Look me in the eyes and tell me you don’t want me!” He glared at her, waiting for her answer. “If you can do that…I won’t bother you again.” He promised, although, he wasn’t sure he could hold up to that promise. He had to have her, almost as if his life depended on it.
Kori looked him in the eyes and had every intention of telling him she didn’t want him…but the words wouldn’t come. As she looked into his eyes, she started to fall deeper into the abyss that was Chris Patterson.
Chris shook her. “Say it! Say you don’t want me!” He was scaring her, but she knew what he was doing, and somehow, she knew he wouldn’t really hurt her.
She finally found the breath she needed to speak. “I-I don’t want you.” She lied in a whisper. He could see right through her. He knew she was lying and he wasn’t about to let her get away with lying to him.
He crushed his lips to hers and she moaned in protest, then in ecstasy. Her arms flew around his neck and she surrendered to him.
Chris looked at her, his eyes were dark and dangerous and his chin was low on his neck, giving him the most intimidating look. He smiled wickedly.
“Take off your clothes.” He told her. As she lifted her shirt over her head, he closed the door and locked it. He watched her patiently as she removed the rest of her clothing.
After dropping her bra and panties to the floor, he clicked his tongue and shook his head. “Pick up your clothes. Place them in the basket.” He ordered in a commanding voice.
She looked around for a basket and found a small wicker hamper and placed her clothes inside, wondering what she would wear when they were finished.
When she turned back toward him, he had moved to the center of the room.
“Come here.” He said plainly. “On your knees.”
She did as he said, trying not to smile at his sexy commanding voice.
He squatted in front of her. “Stand up on your knees and hold your hands here.” He placed her hands on the outside of her thighs. “Bow your head and don’t look up at me, don’t look around the room, just keep your eyes on the floor here.” He pointed to some sort of strange symbol on the floor as big as a quarter.
He stood and paced, circling around her with his hands locked behind his back.
“When I tell you to come in here, you will do so quickly without a word. You will disrobe and discard your clothes…all of them. I want to find you exactly like this in this very place when I walk in. Do you understand?” He asked gently.
“Yes.” She answered with a shaky voice.
He held back a chuckle. “You will always address me as Sir.
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