Erotic Romance

Everything Bared By Kristine Cayne

Wednesday, September 11, 2013

One team. One passion. One very hot fire station.

Hello, everyone! It’s a pleasure to be visiting RomCon’s Erotic page today. I’d like to talk a little about my Six-Alarm Sexy series. These are the stories of the men and women of Seattle's technical rescue team at Fire Station 44. The first five books each feature one of the Caldwell family siblings: Jamie, William, Drew, Chad, and Tori. While the series is erotic romance, it also delves into the difficulties and struggles of being a firefighter as well as being the lover or family member of a firefighter. These men and women risk their lives every day. Stress accumulates. Tensions mount. Emotions explode.

As you can well imagine, adrenaline junkies such as these heroes and heroines tend to be a little on the wild side when it comes to their sex life. This is not a BDSM series, although BDSM does figure heavily in some of the stories. Each hero and heroine is different, and each has their own kink or fetish. The fun is in figuring out how some of these very unlikely hookups can ever result in a happily ever after.


Here is a little excerpt from Everything Bared (Six-Alarm Sexy, Book Two). It’s a little something I call “Office Interruptus (18+)” where the usual office-sex-on-the-desk cliché is turned on its head.

William lowered his head, pausing when their lips were a mere breath away, and whispered, “For the record, I’m very happy you came to see me.”

Danielle’s lips parted as if she were going to respond, but he didn’t give her a chance.

He melded their mouths together, his tongue sweeping against hers in an erotic dance that brought back all his pent-up desire in seconds. His cock hardened at the taste of her, the scent of her, the feel of her in his arms. Her moans flowed through him, fueling him. He needed to touch her, to have her skin against his. Now.

After a quick glance to make sure the door was closed, he dragged her around his desk and sat in his chair. Her eyes blazed as she straddled his lap. No words were spoken. No words were needed. His hunger for her had to be as evident as hers for him.

Wrapping his hands around her slim waist, he yanked her against his chest. His cock nestled at the apex of her thighs. She ground against him, increasing the pressure, driving them both mad. “I love seeing you in uniform,” he murmured against her lips. The dark blue of her house pants and shirt set off the creaminess of her skin, and her eyes stood out like two perfect Godiva chocolates.

“Wait until you see me in my bunker gear,” she teased, and he wanted to eat her all over again.

But Danielle seemed to have something different in mind. She squeezed her hands between their bodies and began to tug at his belt. “I love seeing you in these fancypants suits. Do you have any idea how hot you look? Those Armani models have nothing on you.”

She paused in her efforts to undress him and traced the erection that ruined the perfect line of his trousers. He groaned and laughed at the same time. “I’ve got a lot of suits.”

“Thank God.” Leaning in, she licked his chin and pressed her lips to his in a scorching kiss that threatened to make him explode on the spot. Finished with his belt, she popped the button and went to work on his zipper.

When her hand slipped inside his pants and snaked down to grip his cock, he let his head fall back. A groan tore through his clenched teeth. “Your hand feels so fucking good.”

Her chuckle had his eyes snapping open. “What?”

“You cursed again. It’s cute.”

This was the second time she’d laughed at him about swearing. Did she think he was a wimp? Not as tough as her firefighter coworkers? Perhaps it was time to teach her a lesson, give her a taste of the man beneath the veneer. “Cute, Ms. Harris?” he said, pinning her with a glare, his voice low and controlled. “Would you like to know what I plan to do to you?”

Her smile faded.

“I’m going spread you out on my desk and pound my cock into your sweet pussy. I’m going to fuck you so hard, you’ll scream. So hard you’ll come until you’ve got absolutely nothing left.” With her legs wrapped around his waist, he pushed to his feet and shoved his papers aside as he lowered her to the polished surface of his desk. “Still think I’m cute?”

Eyes-wide, mouth slack, she shook her head. He fought the urge to grin.

“Good.”

Yanking the hem of her shirt up, he exposed her breasts, encased in a serviceable cotton bra. The peaked nipples poked through the slim white material, making his mouth water. “So beautiful.” He lowered his head, eager to suck one into his mouth when a noise at the door caught his attention.

Reality crashed back as he heard Larissa calling after Torval, who was no doubt beelining for the door.

Shit! “Quick, under the desk.” He helped Danielle up and pointed to the enclosed space at his feet.

“You can’t be serious.”

“I am.”

She rolled her eyes, then crawled under the desk. He dropped into his chair and scooted forward, careful to avoid kneeing her in the face. He was going to hell for this, and
Danielle would be the one to point out the way.

Everything Bared is available from: Amazon: http://bit.ly/1e5hHlY; Amazon UK: http://amzn.to/17OakO5

For more information about the Six-Alarm Sexy series, visit: http://www.kristinecayne.com/Six_Alarm_Sexy.html

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