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DescriptionWelcome back to Purgatory! A club for every fetish...
Being a fire inspector is the perfect job for a girl with a fire fetish. Ruby has come to terms with her obsession, and thanks to her part-time job as a bartender at Purgatory, she can dabble in a scene she isn't sure she belongs in without going too far or too deep. But there's one Dom in town who makes her burn for things she wishes she didn't.
Zane made sure he was on the performance roster at Purgatory for charity night because Ruby would be on duty. He's respected her wishes to stay away as long as he could, but tonight while his fire burns bright he'll take possession of the willful beauty who has captured his heart.
**This story was previously published as Fire and Desire and has been revised and re-edited for re-release.
Reader Rating: (8 Ratings)
Excerpt:She peered into the crowd amidst the haze of fake smoke and the neon lights coming from the performance stage seeing nothing but a sea of faces she didn’t recognize scattered among some of the regulars. The crowd had surpassed Gabe’s expectations, and she’d been running ragged all night long. Every hour a new group had come on stage and she’d held her breath, hoping not to see Zane.
Now the crowd at the bar had thinned to almost nothing, which meant only one thing. The main act was about to start, and she had an unobstructed view of the stage. Just great.
She busied herself with gathering the empties and either throwing the bottles in the recycling bin or stacking the glasses on the trays she’d arranged in the corner. With any luck she wouldn’t even notice the show. Yet the moment the first streaks of fire lit up the darkened club Ruby turned, unable to stop, and stared. She was doomed.
The girls were first, and she reveled in the familiar glow and imagined the heat streaking across her arms every time one of them stroked her skin with a firestaff. Chills raced up and down Ruby’s spine and her hands shook with rising need.
Who was she kidding? She couldn’t not watch. She made a beeline to the other bartender to tell him she was taking a break.
“Yeah, yeah. I know. You want to watch the show.” He grinned. “I don’t think I’ll ever understand your fascination with fire.”
Ruby shrugged. He wasn’t the first person to say that. “I’ve always loved it. The heat…the beauty. It’s mesmerizing.”
“Uh huh. And painful.”
“Half the time I don’t even feel it that way. I focus on my breathing and the warmth. All it takes is the right person wielding it to make you soar.”
“I think I’ll take your word for it.” He waved her away with his hand and she moved towards the stairs. She didn’t have to worry about the crowd—they’d all moved front and center of the stage as she made her way through the staff area to the side. She’d be able to watch unseen from here and would have plenty of time to get away before anyone spotted her.
Another woman had joined in, this one a spinner using two implements lit on the ends. Neither of the women wore more than pasties over her nipples and the skimpiest of panties that hid very little. Not only did it draw the crowd, but it cut down on accidents happening if your clothes caught fire. Annoyed with herself, Ruby shook the thoughts of fire safety from her head and focused on the actual flames.
The heat only ran along arms and legs for a split second, but she moaned every time. It wasn’t hard to conjure the memory of the delicious warmth on her own skin as the fire caressed her body. How long had it been since she’d last played? Forget Doc, she’d definitely have to look up Gabe tonight and see if he was up to a nice long session after hours. She’d save the payback for setting her up for another night.
Zane walked onto the stage and yanked Ruby from her thoughts. His presence invaded her from head to toe. Her nipples tightened painfully and her sex squeezed sharply. She hadn’t exactly forgotten how breathtaking he was, but time had allowed her some distance. No longer.
Firelight gleamed across his shaven head and lit up the multitude of tattoos that emphasized his bare torso. Muscles bunched and flexed in rhythm with the music so she almost missed the glint across his pecs. Oh, wow, that was new. He’d added nipple rings since the last time she’d seen him. As if he needed anything else to make him hotter. She forcibly closed her gaping mouth. If she wasn’t careful she’d be drooling long before his show ended.
Not that she’d come to see the man.
He carried his personal firestaff and moved closer to the women, maneuvering the flames over and around their writhing bodies in an erotic dance. The fire from all the implements swirled and swayed until they blended and the eye could no longer tell where each one started or where they ended.
Before long her body thrummed and pulsed in sync with their movements, as she stood mesmerized. When the girls switched out their tools for the short fire breathing sticks, Ruby turned her focus to Zane and his performance. His movements seemed effortless, but she knew better. He kept his gaze on the fire at all times so he could study its patterns. He controlled it, dominated it every second.
As much as she didn’t want to admit it, she’d never seen a fire performer with his natural abilities. He probably understood fire even better than she did. Yet he’d taken the time to learn to wield it as if he’d been born to it. Gabe had a proficiency for fire play like nobody’s business, but his skill paled in comparison to the possessive style Zane exhibited. What would it be like to let him control both the fire and her pleasure? If only he didn’t want to force her submission…
Reader Reviews (4)
Submitted By: Calia on Jan 2, 2013I really liked this book because it involved 'fire play', which I had never heard of before. An interesting read, and well worth adding to your library.
Submitted By: PianoACS on Nov 4, 2012This is a short story and like many it has an abropt ending. You get the moment of passion and the excitment of one place but don't really get that solid finished feeling. For a short story it was good, discriptions and explinations were interesting especailly if you like fire!
Submitted By: blueisland23 on Sep 17, 2012This is the 4th story in the Purgatory series. I have to say I wish they had a Purgatory where I live....because it sounds like it would be interesting! I enjoy the series, the characters, the recurring characters, the story line and the idea of the series.
Submitted By: karenminfl on Aug 26, 2012Ruby has been obsessed with fire and she's drawn to submission but she's in big denial about that even when watching Zane the Dom playing with fire. This seems like a pretty normal story set up but this story adds a few elements that make it unique. Ruby comes from a lifestyle family and she knows she's not like her mom so she's having a hard time realizing that she can be submissive but on a totally different level.
BurnedBy: Eliza Gayle