4.5 STARS: "Jane Jamison has a talent to make your heart pound in your chest at the same time she melts it. She provides characters that bring your fantasies to life. She uses the written word to bring her characters to life and draw you into her stories. Beth Davidson, an executive assistant at Progressive Development, dreams of becoming a nurse. But she lacks the funds for tuition to proceed with her dream. Her best friend and co-worker Ruthie Morgenstern comes up with an inventive idea. How about using firemen. And specifically two firemen, Aaron Mason and Seth Shepherd who are also step-brothers. With the brother's help, Beth hopes to raise enough money to pay her tuition. She proposes a provocative calendar with a twist, a BDSM erotic twist. Aaron and Seth give their promise to repay a favor Ruthie did for Firemen for Hire. She is calling in that favor. The brothers take one look at Beth and know she is the one they have been looking for. Now they just have to convince her she is a submissive and that they want her for their own. If only she will accept them. With the means to raise the money in sight Beth tries to tell Seth and Aaron they are wrong about her. But why does the thought of what they propose excite her so? Will she take the money and run? Or will she give in to temptation and give these two heroes a chance? This is the third in the Firemen for Hire series. The author finds a way to make each story unique. She leaves you fulfilled and yet longing for more when you come to the end of each story. In "Hot and Ready" we are given two strong alpha men who are willing to give their lives to protect those who cannot protect themselves. It is a given that they will be beyond handsome, but they are also honorable men who will do whatever necessary to keep those close to them safe. Their strengths go beyond the physical and by the time you finish the story you will feel as though you have known Seth, Beth and Aaron all your life. Pick up a copy today! "Hot and Ready" can easily be read as a standalone, but you will soon be reading them all. If you finish before the next Firemen book is available, check out the authors Cowboys for Hire or Pleasure, Texas series. If you like shifter stories, then you are so in luck. Jane Jamison has Werebear Shifters of Shatland, Texas - a spinoff of her Werewolves of Forever, Texas, then of course there is the Mountain Wolf Pack, Men of Passion, Colorado, as well as Mountain Men of Montana and Skinwalkers. With so many books to read you will busy for a long time, but persevere, they are so worth it." -- Delanna, Night Owl Reviews
“Ruthie.” Aaron squared away at her friend. “Do you need the team?” He glanced at Beth, assessing her with his intense scrutiny. “The Firemen for Hire team?”
“The Firemen for Hire team?” With a name like that, she had to wonder if they were real firefighters. Were they male exotic dancers and that was their stage name for their group? But Ruthie had said they worked at the station down the street. Maybe they moonlighted as dancers? Or even gigolos? After all, firefighters weren’t paid half of what they were worth.
She wondered how much they charged if they were gigolos, then pushed that thought away. Still, if she ever paid for that kind of thing, she’d fork over the cash for them in a heartbeat. The conversation had taken an interesting turn.
“She doesn’t know about the Firemen for Hire thing, guys. Why don’t you explain it to her?”
She paused, unsure if her friend had set her up for a joke. It wouldn’t have been the first prank Ruthie had played.
Their waitress stopped by to ask if they “needed anything else.” If the interest she showed the men was any indication, she couldn’t have cared less if Ruthie or she wanted a four-course meal. For the men, however, she’d probably have jumped through fiery hoops. Beth felt the rush of jealousy at the way she’d said the word anything. She was happy when Seth told her that they were fine, then looked away from the brunette with the huge breasts.
Wow. Jealous over men I just met. I am officially pathetic.
“Okay, here it is in a nutshell.” Aaron glanced around them as she’d done earlier, thinking someone might overhear him. “The Firemen for Hire teams help women who are in trouble.”
Fascinated, she asked, “What kind of trouble?”
“Like when an ex-boyfriend or husband is harassing them. Or maybe they’ve gone to the police, but the police can’t or won’t help. We help out in any way we can, but most of the time, we’re helping women who really need it. They’re women who have nowhere else to turn.”
It was obvious that he didn’t think helping her get money for tuition was up to the Firemen for Hire team’s standards. The rush of heat sliding up her cheeks didn’t help cool her off any. “I understand. And trust me, I wouldn’t have asked for your help. I didn’t even know you were coming. Besides, I don’t have the money to pay you.”
“Don’t worry about repaying us.” Seth snatched the pickle off her plate. “We don’t work that way. When we help a lady, then all we ask is that she help someone else in return. It’s a pay-it-forward kind of arrangement.”
Was Ruthie not telling her something else? “Ruthie, did you help them? Or did they help you?”
She shrugged. “The guys came to me and asked me to give a woman a safe place to stay until they could sort out her problem. It wasn’t anything hard to do. However, it did earn me a favor from them.”
“It was more than that.” Aaron shifted his body toward Ruthie. “The woman’s ex could’ve found you and hurt both of you. You put your life on the line for a stranger and we don’t take that lightly.”
“Wow, Ruthie. That’s amazing. I wished you’d told me.”
Ruthie shrugged, then leveled her gaze on Aaron. “So let me get this straight. Bethie has to have a deranged ex-boyfriend on her ass for you two to give a shit?”
Aaron sat back and crossed his arms. “Come on, Ruthie, you know this isn’t the kind of stuff we do.”
“Yeah, I know.”
Beth cringed when Ruthie shifted in her seat, crossed her arms like Aaron had, then scowled. “I also know that you said something about returning that favor whenever I needed it. Well, that’s what I’m doing right now. I’m calling in that favor.”
She could sense Seth tensing up. “You know what kind of favor we meant.”
“Really? Because I don’t remember either one of you saying anything else. You didn’t say it had to pass a certain level of danger for you to consider getting involved.”
Aaron let out a hard breath. “You’re right. But are you sure you want to use that favor now and not when you really need it? You know. When it’s really important?”
“I do and this is important. Getting my friend what she wants, what she’s dreamed of, is very important. So? Are you going to help us or what?”
Beth couldn’t stand the idea of forcing them to help with her problem. “It’s okay. Really. I wouldn’t want to make you do anything you don’t want to do.”
Seth leaned closer. “We kind of live by that standard.” His sensual brown eyes slid down then back up her body as she’d wanted to do to his earlier. “So how can we help? I don’t have a lot saved up, but it’s yours if you want it.”
Her mouth parted, stunned at his generosity. “Oh, no. I couldn’t take your money. You don’t even know me.”
The curve of his mouth drove her insane with the need to touch it. Would he mind if she brushed her thumb over his lips? If she did, would he suck her finger into his mouth? She swallowed, positive she’d melt into a pool of liquid sexual need if the heat got any hotter.
“That’s not what we had in mind.” She heard the humor in Ruthie’s voice.
Seth eased back, relieving her and disappointing her at the same time. “Then what exactly do you have in mind?”
Ruthie grinned, then put her hand on Aaron’s muscled arm and squeezed. “We want you to pose for our sexy firefighter calendar.”
“Easy, baby. We wouldn’t want anyone to know what we’re doing.” He gave a low, sin-filled chuckle. “Or would we? Now open your eyes.”
She did, her instinct to obey him overriding her common sense to make them stop. They’d only stop if she stood up, and her trembling legs wouldn’t have supported her. Her mouth parted and she flicked her tongue over her lips.
“Don’t do that, baby. That drives me crazy. If you do it again, I’m not sure I can keep from fucking you right here, right now.”
“He’s right, sweetheart, although it’d be worth getting thrown in jail to do you.” Seth cradled his head on his hand again, then gave her a wicked smile when he found her clit and pinched it. “Licking your lips is sexy as hell. You’re sexy as hell.”
She let out another small cry, then bit her bottom lip, determined not to let it happen again. Was she really sitting in a bar and letting two men she barely knew finger her? The danger of it thrilled her, daring her to explore that naughty side of her. She’d known it was there, had even had brief glimpses of it in real life, but for the most part, she’d kept it buried deep inside her.
“Keep your eyes open and try to talk to us every so often. Make it seem like nothing’s going on. Unless you want everyone to know.”
What would the others think of her if they knew? Would they think her disgusting? A slut? Or would they, like many of the women, wish they were doing the same thing?
Seth rubbed his middle finger over her clit as Aaron started working his fingers in and out, then back again for more delicious torture. Her body tensed, then released a little as the pleasure that bordered on pain had her throbbing.
Twisting the napkin wasn’t enough. Instead, she dropped it, then brought her hands down to take hold of the chair’s arms. Her hands worked the hard wood, squeezing and releasing her hold as she ran her hands up and down their length. She slid lower in the chair, no longer caring what she looked like. All that mattered was their hands on her. If only she had the nerve to ask Seth to crawl under the table. She imagined him doing so, slipping between her legs to press his mouth to her clit.
“That’s it, baby. Pretend you’ve got our cocks in your hands.”
She did and rubbed her hands faster along the smooth surface. Their cocks wouldn’t be as smooth, their skin loser and covered with veins that would slide across her palms.
They tortured her, rubbing and plunging their fingers into her. Her pussy clenched around Aaron’s fingers and wetness swamped her, covering both of them.
“Check it out, little sub. People are watching more than ever now.”
Alarm pricked her neck, but she wouldn’t, couldn’t, stop. Instead, she looked to the side and found the brunette.
She knows what we’re doing and she wishes she was me.
“It’s hot, isn’t it, baby?” Aaron flicked his tongue into her ear in a quick, lust-producing stab. “Having people watch is fun. It’s even better when you can really let go and fuck while others watch. Don’t worry. We’ll try that sometime.”
The craving she’d had for them had tripled, swirling outward from her pussy to roar its way through her body. Her hands worked overtime, clenching and re-clenching. She knew she was giving them as much pleasure by obeying them as they were giving her. Their fingers were tools for her self-indulgence, their voices instruments of seduction. She was under their command, ready to do anything they asked of her, and she loved it.
“Do you like my fingers inside your pussy?”
“Then you’re going to love my cock in its place. And your breasts?”
She found Aaron’s gaze lowering to her blouse. “Yes?”
“I’m going to fuck your breasts, too. After I tie you up and spank your pretty ass until you scream for me to fuck you. Do you want that, baby?”
“Yes. More than anything.” Although she knew she’d spoken, a part of her couldn’t believe what she’d said. Couldn’t believe what she was doing.
The sensations tumbling around her stomach drove her to the point right before she knew she’d climax. Seth rubbed harder, pinching then twisting her clit. Aaron, his arm flexing in his short-sleeve T-shirt, added a third finger to her pussy. She couldn’t do anything more than hold on for dear life as her body stiffened, readying for the release.
“That’s it, little sub.” Seth tried to appear nonchalant, but his expression grew harder, agonized. “God, how I want to eat you out.”
She mewled and hoped no one heard the sound. “Please.”
“Please what? Do you want me to get under the table and suck on your clit?”
Oh, God. How she wanted him to do exactly that! Had he known what she was thinking only a few moments earlier? She was desperate, her body aching from the need to have their cocks inside her. “Please. Let’s go outside. Or to the restroom. Anywhere. I’m begging you.”
“I think she’s on the edge, bro.”
Aaron gave her a sweet kiss on the lips. “I think you’re right. I can feel her juices all over my hand.”
She was ready for them to remove their hands so she could stand up. But only if she could follow them anywhere where she could feel their bodies next to hers.
“That’s not for tonight. I want to see you come, baby. Right here.” He took her by the chin and turned her face toward his. “Come for me, baby. Do it when I tell you. Are you ready?”
“Please. I can’t stand it any longer.”
“Good. Then come. Right…now.”