From the Blurb:
Lucas Taylor is a New York City fireman at Station 127, dedicated to his job, even though it has brought him heartrending tragedy - the loss of his lover, Ryan, in an explosion. Evan Singer is the new guy in town, a paramedic transferred into Station 127 and he sets his eyes on Lucas from the get-go.
Neither knowing who the other is, their first meeting is a night of passion and desire that awakens something inside Lucas he never thought he’d feel again.
But when Lucas discovers that Evan is a paramedic, it all comes crashing down. For despite the feelings he has for Evan, Lucas has vowed to never again get involved with someone on the job, after losing Ryan to it.
Can Evan convince Lucas to open up his heart and take a chance on love again, despite who Evan is?
Includes the sequel – Where There’s Smoke!
Things turn explosive at the FDNY when a young man Lucas rescues from a fire becomes an obsessed stalker, and Evan's altercation with a victim's husband threatens to end his career.
Excerpt:
Lucas wrapped the towel around his waist, opened the stall door, and started to turn to the left, toward the locker room door, when movement to his right caught his eye. It was Evan, just entering the bathroom.
Before Lucas could say anything in greeting, Evan advanced upon him with long strides, his mouth in a tight line, hazel eyes filled with a combination of worry and relief. He put a large hand flat on Lucas’s chest and pushed him back into the shower stall, locking the door behind them without breaking eye contact.
“Evan? What –“
The rest of Lucas’s confused question was lost as Evan’s mouth descended hard upon his own, Evan’s arms wrapping around him like vises, holding him impossibly close. Evan backed them up against the wall of the stall, kissing Lucas with an intensity that took his breath away. Their mouths slanted against one another again and again and it was only when Evan pushed a leg between Lucas’s own that Lucas came back to his senses. He broke the kiss, breathing hard, pushing against Evan’s shoulders.
“Evan…God, what is it? We can’t do this in the firehouse…”
Evan closed his eyes and rested his forehead against Lucas’s, his hands roaming over Lucas’s bare skin, touching everywhere.
“When I heard it was you…that you were trapped…my heart nearly stopped. I was so damn scared.” He looked up, directly into Lucas’s eyes. “Can’t lose you, Luke…can’t,” he breathed, kissing Lucas again, hands gripping Lucas’s hips. “Need to be close to you…need to know you’re okay…” he murmured against Lucas’s lips, pulling the towel from Lucas’s waist.
Throwing Rule #1 out the window in the face of Evan’s very real worry and fear, to which Lucas could so easily relate, he kissed Evan back, assuring him without words he was here and that he was all right. Evan made a choked off noise into the kiss, while one of his hands slid between their bodies, between Lucas’s legs to cup Lucas’s heavy balls and cock.
Lucas couldn’t stop the groan as Evan stroked him, lengthening and hardening in Evan’s palm, feeling the first drops of precum leak from the tip of his cock. “Ngh…fuck, Evan…” Lucas panted, fumbling with the zipper on Evan’s pants. “God, what if someone hears…?”
Evan’s other hand shot out to the side, slapping the shower controls, warm water raining down upon them both instantly.
“There,” Evan replied, his own moan distorted by the sound of the shower as Lucas freed his cock and wrapped his hand around it.
They stroked each other hard and fast, biting at one another’s mouths, the water slicking their movements, Evan’s hand sliding easily down Lucas’s back and over the swell of his ass. A moment later and Lucas felt Evan’s finger moving against the puckered muscle of his entrance and he instinctively pressed back against it.
“Let me,” Evan pleaded. “Gotta feel you, Luke…”
Lucas nodded, a small part of his brain telling him this was crazy but overridden by the haze of desire swiftly building inside him. Evan took him by the waist and turned him around, Lucas’s hands slapping against the wall of the shower stall.
“Gotta be fast, Evan, c’mon,” Lucas urged, spreading his legs, feeling the water run between them, over his opening and down the back of his balls, warm and wet and perfect.
A second later and Evan’s wet finger was pressing inside him and Lucas pushed back, biting his lip to keep from moaning as Evan stretched him quickly, a second finger joining the first after just a few moments.
“I’m good, I’m good,” Lucas panted as Evan’s fingers pressed deep inside him one more time before withdrawing, to be swiftly replaced by the blunt head of Evan’s cock.
Lucas squeezed his eyes closed, one hand clenching into a fist as Evan pushed inside him in one smooth, hard thrust. Lucas relished the quick burn as he felt his body stretch around Evan’s thick cock, the fabric of Evan’s soaking wet paramedic uniform rubbing against his bare skin.
“Oh, fuck,” Evan moaned against the damp skin of Lucas’s neck, nipping there before sliding his cock nearly all the way out of Lucas’s body, stopping only when the rim of the head caught on the puckered muscle.
Lucas’s groan at the action turned into a sharp gasp as Evan set a quick pace, snapping his hips repeatedly, driving himself deeper inside Lucas with each thrust, fingers digging into Lucas’s hips. Lucas gave as good as he got, pushing back into each thrust as the water cascaded down around them. He felt the beginning of his climax burn suddenly sharp inside him, the fear of getting caught bringing it on at an accelerated pace.
He clenched his internal muscles around Evan’s erection, pulling a muted groan from the other man and a stuttering in his rhythm. Evan in turn slid a hand around from Lucas’s hip, bypassing Lucas’s hard cock, standing out straight from his body, and instead cupped Lucas’s balls. He hefted them in his palm, rolling and tugging, the sensation shooting straight to Lucas’s cock. He spread his legs wider, throwing his head back into the water’s spray as Evan continued to fondle him, moments away from release.
“Gonna come,” Lucas ground out, his balls pulling up tight now.
“God, yeah, do it,” Evan growled, hand shifting to stroke Lucas’s cock once, twice – and Lucas fell apart.
His orgasm had no more than started to surge through him, painting the wall with thick ropes of semen, when he heard Evan make a sound deep in his throat. Then Evan was coming, Lucas gasping at the dual sensations of his own orgasm and Evan’s.
“Evan, oh God…” Lucas bit his lip as Evan filled him with slick, wet heat, trying not to cry out with the incredible sensation that seemed to go on and on, the sensual feeling of the water sliding over their bodies heightening everything.
But finally Evan sagged against his back, wrapping his arms around Lucas’s chest, one hand over Lucas’s heart as both men tried to get their breathing under control. Long moments later Evan reached over and shut the water off, then wrapped his arm back around Lucas, his cock still inside him. They stood there, quiet, just holding on to one another until Evan kissed him softly on his temple.
“Thank you for this,” Evan whispered. “I know we shouldn’t have done it – “
Lucas took one of Evan’s hands in his. “It’s okay,” he whispered back, swallowing against the memory of smoke and fire. “I was scared, too.”
Burnin' For You is available for purchase on Amazon and wherever books are sold.
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