I live in California and summer means wildfires. My posts today are a salute to firefighters everywhere.
Firefighter Colin Callahan is having a brush with the supernatural. Not only is a tiny light leading him to female victims trapped in burning houses, he’s having erotic dreams about an angel.
Ella Lansing is lying in a coma. She wants to wake up but her spirit is busy acting as a guardian angel. Colin is the only person Ella can touch, her only link to the mortal world and her midnight visits with the hunky firefighter are becoming increasingly more interesting.
Ella slipped through the veil and hovered over her sexy hero. He slept on his stomach, his fist tucked adorably beneath his chin. A sheet covered his lower body, riding low on his lean hips. He’d left the bedside lamp on tonight. That was unusual.
Last night, she’d felt him respond. Then she’d felt his panic and decided to retreat.
Maybe tonight she’d reach him. Ella slid her hand beneath the cotton sheet. A thrill shot through her as she palmed Colin’s ass, squeezing one taut cheek. He felt so good, she did it again.
He shifted in his sleep.
Ella lifted the sheet, her gaze sweeping over the smooth curve of his ass. She moistened her lips. Colin had really great buns. Starting at his neck, Ella ran her fingers down his spine to the val ley between his taut cheeks.
His butt cheeks flinched. Grinning, Ella followed the same trail with the tip of her tongue. A shudder slid down his spine. She kissed him lightly on each firm cheek. He moaned. When she nipped his flesh, Colin rolled onto his side. Ella stretched out on the bed, facing him and pressed her breasts to his chest, her belly to his six-pack, absorbing his warmth. She brushed her lips against his beautiful mouth.
“Can you feel my kiss?” she whispered. “Hear my voice?”
He smiled, but didn’t answer. Progress.
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