Light Her Fire (Private Pleasures #2)
by Samanthe Beck
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…
“Don’t what? Torture you until you think you’re going to die where you stand? How do you think I feel every single time I look at you? When you come into Jiffy Java, fiddle with the top button of your blouse while you decide between an iced coffee or a sweet tea, all I want to do is tear your shirt open, shove your bra out of my way, and feast on your breasts. How do you think I feel when you lean on the bar at Rawley’s, talking to your friends while I drive myself insane wondering what you’ve got on under your good-girl dress? Tortured doesn’t even begin to describe it.”
Those diabolical fingers made a circling motion, and Melody’s knees threatened to buckle. “How shameless of me. I’m terribly”—oh, there he went again with the fingers—“sorry.” She wasn’t. Not in the least.
“You will be, because I can’t let behavior like yours go unpunished.”
She closed her eyes and a pathetically small scenario of erotic punishments paraded through her head. Waves of hot and cold washed over her. It was all she could do to find her voice, and keep it even while she asked, “What did you have in mind?”
“When I get you alone the first thing I’m going to do is give you a pillow.”
Uh-oh. She didn’t know the pillow game. “A pillow?” she asked, and immediately wondered if she’d just given Josh a big hint of exactly how tame her sex life had been up until tonight.
“Yeah. Because once I get started, you’ll need something to bury your face in so nobody hears you pleading with me to let you come. Does that answer your question?”
Why yes. Yes it did. So much so, for a moment she could only nod. “A-and then?”
“At that point, I’m going to tongue-whip your clit until you don’t care if the whole fucking town hears you begging. Then, if you ask nicely, I will guide my very eager cock into you”—he rocked his hips again for emphasis, coaxing another moan out of her—“and give us both the relief we’re after. Are you ready, Miss Bluelick?”
Yesterday was a cold, rainy day here in Pa so I grabbed my iPad, and curled up with a blanket on the couch to read Light Her Fire. Talk about a great way to warm up!
After reading Private Practice, the first book in the Private Pleasures series, and getting a glimpse of Melody and Josh in a bit of a compromising position (ahem), I knew I had to get my hands on their book. And let me tell you, Ms. Beck did not disappoint with their story!
Light Her Fire starts out a few months after Josh moves to the small town of Bluelick and he and Melody have been lusting after each other from afar since he arrived in town. Basically they jump right into bed together, which may seem kind of quick to some, but since I've already read Private Practice and got a bit of their background, it didn't bother me in the least.
Of course, they agree to a no-strings kind of relationship since he's not looking to settle down and she's fresh out of a 10-year engagement... But we all know how that turns out. They both fight their feelings, they both make stupid mistakes, though nothing too drastic that they don't bounce back after a little thinking on both their parts, and in the end, we get the perfect HEA. And I mean perfect... I ended this book with a smile on my face.
Light Her Fire had everything I was hoping for in a rainy day read, and yes, I enjoyed it that much that I literally read it in less than a day. It had sexy times between a good girl wanting to be bad and a sexy, dirty talking firefighter, it had times that made me laugh, a couple scenes that had me a little nervous, and even a little mystery involving arson thrown into the mix.
If you've read any of Samanthe Beck's reads in the past you won't be disappointed. And if you haven't read any of her books, why not start with Light Her Fire?
Very well done, Ms. Beck! Now bring on Ginny's book, I need to learn more about Bluelick's mysterious stranger!!
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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Disclosure: I was provided with an ARC of Light Her Fire for review purposes only. All opinions are my own.