A treacherous winter storm brought him to me. While the wind ripped, freezing everything in reach, he was a warm distraction, albeit a constant reminder of what I’d been missing. I thought I’d never see him again. I was content with it being a one-night-stand.
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Panty Scorching- 5
Overall Rating- 4.5
Reviewed by Joanna
What a crazy story. So much emotional angst, but the author does a wonderful job of getting you to feel what you are reading and hoping for things to work out for the characters.
The characters are broken… You have Amantha Stone who has lost everything from a devastating accident, and she needed to get away from her past. She moved to the top of a remote mountain in Alaska and is living off the land. (Not something I could relate to… give me cable and the internet) The closest neighbor she had was down at the bottom of the mountain and she could see the home from hers. One night she sees there is a fire at the home and she goes down to try to save it. That is when she meets “Easton Pratt”. Let me tell you what, when you have a woman who hasn’t been with a man for years, and have her meet a hot, firefighter, things get HOT!
“What damsel doesn’t want a sexy man coming to her rescue, only to want to ravage her all thought the night? He wasn’t exactly a lumberjack, but a fireman would equally suffice.”
Well, that is when everything changes… there are so many twists and turns in this story you don’t know which way is up. I didn’t want to stop reading it because I needed to know what happened next.
This is a story of loss, love, and hot and steamy sex.
I have read some reviews saying things about how they are disappointed in the author and this story… I loved the story… outside of the angst…I can live without the angst so that is why I only gave it a 4.5… it should have really been a 5 star book, but I am just not a fan of angst, but it is a FANTASTIC story and it shows that this author has the ability to write anything, and write it well.
“You’re my hero. You saved my life. Let me thank you properly.”
He scratched his head. “For a second I assumed you were going to compliment me. Now I feel like the only guy left for the job. You really know how to make a man feel wanted.”
I let a cackle slip out. “I’m sorry. I suppose I tell it like it is.” I took my finger and looped it into the hem of his pants. He stepped closer, breaking the distance between us. There wasn’t time to look in the mirror and tell myself how inappropriate my mother would say I was acting. This was my life, and parts of me were tired of being neglected. I needed to feel something other than alone, even if only for a little while. “How about we take off these clothes before the warm water runs out?”
His hand latched onto my chin, bringing it up until I could feel his lips grazing over mine. “If you want someone to give it to you good, I can be your guy. I just need you to make me a promise.”
I whispered. “Sure.”
“You can’t hold back. I know we’re battling sleep deprivation, and at some point we’re going to crash, albeit I don’t have anywhere else to be, at least for the next ten or so hours. Let’s forget who we are and what happened in the past. Tonight, it’s just us. If you can do that, I’ll be whatever you need me to be. I want this to happen. I didn’t think I would, but I can’t resist giving you what you want, not when I need it too.” With regard to what he said, I tried to read his expression. He seemed like he was battling demons, and I wasn’t in the mood to stop and ask if he wanted to talk about it. We weren’t friends. I couldn’t help him. I’d run away from everything, proving to be a poor example of a person who could deal with struggles.
I nodded in response. “That won’t be a problem.” It was true. I hadn’t had sex in so long that I knew I wouldn’t be able to think about anything else. My heart was racing and I felt like I was going to pass out, not at all from the smoke inhalation either. I was elated with excitement for what was about to occur between us, almost to the extent of losing consciousness.
I wrapped my legs around his waist and fell in to another kiss, this one more heated.
His tongue coursed over mine, the taste of him familiar and welcoming.
About The Author
Jennifer Foor is an award winning Contemporary Romance Author.
She is married with She’s best known for the Mitchell Family Series, which includes ten books.two children and spends most of her time behind a keyboard, writing stories that come from her heart.