Inferno, p.1
Inferno, page 1
part #1 of MetroGen Forbidden Love Duets Series
Inferno
A Steamy Forbidden Boss Firefighter Romance
MetroGen Forbidden Love Duets
Carina Alyce
Are you ready for sexy firefighters, dirty doctors, and hot cops?
Do you wish Grey’s Anatomy and Chicago Fire had more sex scenes - like a lot more? Maybe a hundred times more?
Me too! I took all your favorite TV fire/police/medical drama tropes and gave you the addictive plot twists, sexy times, and drama you are dying for. (I’m a real doctor so it’s more legit!)
So, if you need forbidden boss hot romance between the Fire Chief and one of his lady firefighters full of naughtiness, drama, and danger - you need to read Inferno!
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(If you missed out reading the earlier books in the series - particularly Smolder - you’ll get a quick ‘previously on’!)
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Don’t forget you can read the first book in the series for FREE in Tempted: A Steamy Friends to Lovers Firefighter Romance!
Contents
Your Free Gift Is Waiting
Previously on MetroGen Forbidden Love Duets
Cast of Characters
I. Book 3: Accelerant
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
II. Book 4: Explosion
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
Chapter 35
Chapter 36
Chapter 37
Chapter 38
Chapter 39
Chapter 40
Chapter 41
Chapter 42
Chapter 43
Chapter 44
Chapter 45
Chapter 46
Chapter 47
Chapter 48
Chapter 49
Chapter 50
Chapter 51
Chapter 52
Chapter 53
Chapter 54
Chapter 55
Chapter 56
Also by Carina Alyce
Afterword
About Carina Alyce
Your Free Gift Is Waiting
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Previously on MetroGen Forbidden Love Duets
In Smolder: A Steamy Forbidden Boss Firefighter Romance, Fire Chief Noah Baker had promised to bring Cuyahoga Fire into the modern era, integrating more women and recruiting minorities. Sacrifices had been made, but everything was going according to plan.
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Until he met Firefighter Erin Hudgens, who challenged him and tempted him endlessly. They gave into their passion, growing closer, but their obligations to their jobs could not be ignored. Facing the possibility of his new programs closing, Noah closed Erin’s firehouse, sundering her surrogate family. It tore them apart until a sudden intervention on the part of one of the battalion chiefs saved Firehouse 15 from the chopping block.
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They agreed to move in together and take their time resolving the looming problem of their conflicting jobs and loyalties.
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However, an arsonist lurks in the shadows, following a plan only he understands. Erin and Noah might need help soon from MetroGen Hospital, including her neighbor Angela Perkins, who might be tied up in her own forbidden relationship with medical student Michael Harper in Compromised: A Steamy Forbidden Workplace Medical Romance.
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(Don’t forget you can read the first book in the series for FREE in Tempted: A Steamy Friends to Lovers Firefighter Romance!)
Cast of Characters
Cuyahoga Combined Fire Department Chain of Command
Fire Chief Noah Baker
Assistant Chiefs: Eric Cordova and Maurice Tammaro
Division Chiefs: Alan Hastings, Robert Vega, Bryon Munnis, Timothy Vickery
Section Chiefs: East Carl Walsh and West Hector Mondragon
CCFD Spokeswoman: Hannah Fitzpatrick
Firehouse 15 A-shift under Battalion 2 Chief Leslie McClunis
Jacen Williams - Captain
Aiden Clarke - Lieutenant
Luna Rodriguez – Lieutenant
Vanessa Knight - Lieutenant
Kevin Jones – Firefighter
Theo Jefferson - Firefighter
Erin Hudgens - Firefighter
Dr. Jacob Carver – Probationary Firefighter
Inferno
Noun
1. A large fire burning out of control, also referred to as a conflagration. 2. A place resembling Hell
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- NIOSH Fire Investigator, 3rd edition
Part One
Book 3: Accelerant
Chapter 1
Some girls are pink girls. Pink bedroom. Pink blanket. Pink dress. Pink birthday cake. Pink kitty. Pink, pink, pink, pink, pink.
Firefighter Erin Hudgens had never been a pink girl. She’d always been the girl with the basketball, the girl climbing a tree.
It was a good thing that her boyfriend of six months understood that and got her purple boxing gloves. He also was earnestly attempting to teach her to box.
“You’re left-handed. Remember, Orthodox stance is right foot forward, left foot a little bit back, still shoulder-width apart. Right fist up to block and left fist cocked for power.” Blonde and blue-eyed Noah Baker flashed his smile and nodded encouragingly, holding the side of the heavy bag.
Erin assumed the stance as instructed. She was about five-foot nine, and Noah was six-two, so she’d have a pretty good reach. She winked conspiratorially. “Did you say ‘cocked’?”
He ducked in and gave her a quick kiss on the lips. “I meant your fist.”
“A girl can dream,” she said. They’d been living together now for about three weeks, having committed to each other on New Year’s Eve, and Erin had made the big, crazy step to move in with him.
He lived in a three-bedroom house on the West Side of Cleveland, with a huge, finished basement, which included this mancave-gym. Her rowhouse was hanging out all by its lonesome, available for crashing after shift if needed.
“Right jab is ‘one.’ Left cross is ‘two.’ The big hooks are ‘right three’ and ‘left four.’ Uppercuts are ‘right five’ and ‘left six.’” Noah demonstrated the punches by shadowboxing in his red gloves. “Always pivot from the hips.”
Erin refrained from cracking another joke about hip action.
“One, two, three, four… No. More hip.” He counted off again, using various combinations of one through four. “One, three, four. Good.”
She punched the heavy bag a couple times and said, “Why is it never five or six?”
“Upper cuts are less useful without an actual person. A solid left hook is pretty discouraging for anyone you might encounter.”
“Should I try it on you?” Erin raised her fists.
He laughed. “You can.”
“You going to let me beat you up with my big purple gloves?”
“I ’ve been boxing for twenty years. You’ve been boxing for twenty minutes.”
She pretended to hit him. “This is what you do in your spare time? Beat the bag?”
Her innuendo was ignored because he was quite familiar with her regular attempts to sidetrack him. “I have the speed bag down here, too. Those rare times I get to my gym, I’ll hit the ring or cross train in a mixed martial arts class.”
“I think mixed martial arts class sounds cooler than punching stuff.”
“Punching is part of mixed martial arts. The people who are great do jiu-jitsu and Judo gyms for grappling. There’s a bunch of places for that around here. My boxing gym offers a separate grappling class here and there.”
“Grappling? Can I try?” She snaked a leg under his, pretending to off-balance him.
“You must be hell on a basketball court.” He tackled her onto the mats and they rolled twice, a mixture of panting and laughing.
“I can get into this sport.” She leaned her head up from the mat and caught his lips with hers. Kissing Noah was eternally amazing. It never failed to make Erin’s blood boil. Anytime she was around him, she fought the desire to get naked on the nearest surface.
He moaned, as it became clear boxing gloves were not conducive to ripping clothes off. The wrist needed to be unwound to find fingers.
“Erin, you’re killing me.” He nipped the warm bronze skin of her collarbone peeking through the neck of her Firehouse 15 crew T-shirt.
“It’s a good way to go.” She playfully bit him back, leaving teeth marks on his worn Firehouse 33 shirt. She squirmed her hips against his. “Can we try the grappling? Naked grappling? You know you want to.”
“I do.” His lips found hers again.
“I like naked grappling,” she volunteered. Her first time in his house, months ago, she’d devirginized every room in the house. She wasn’t above doing the same to each panel of his exercise mats.
“I meant teach you some grappling,” he replied with difficulty.
“Does the difficulty go up with the gloves on?” She wasn’t referring to grappling. Erin shoved her left glove under his shirt, which let her unabashedly feast her eyes on his six-pack. Noah Baker was completely her type, tall, blonde, lean, and cut beyond belief. His dark blonde chest hair pointed past the ‘fuck-me’ muscles on his hip.
He rolled away. “I’ve got it.”
“Yes, you do.” She brushed her hip against his workout shorts.
He went rigid, and she loved having this effect on him. Most of the time, he was restrained, almost standoffish… until they touched. Noah knelt and instructed. “Get behind me. Right behind me.”
“New technique?” Erin was skeptical. She’d been back on twenty-four-hour shifts for the first few weeks in January. Sleeping at the firehouse once every three nights decreased the number of times she was sleeping in her new bed.
“It’s the grappling technique.” She faked a disappointed pout, and he gave her another quick kiss on the lips. “One technique… and then I’ll give it to you good and hard on the mats.”
“Deal,” she said. “It’s creepy that you can read my mind like a Jedi.”
“Focus, young padawan. A Jedi does not suffer the needs of the body. I want you to put one hand behind my neck, like you’re putting me in a headlock. Slide the other under my chin.”
Humoring him, as this technique was between her and firefighter heaven, was the path of least resistance. “Left hand around your neck like this?” Erin’s elbow was under his chin and her chest pressed against his solid shoulders.
“Right there,” he said. “Now, take your other arm and press it into my neck from behind. This it called the ‘rear naked choke.’ Your right arm pushes me forward as your left arm puts pressure on both my carotid arteries and I start to pass—”
His voice cut off when Erin applied the requested pressure. His hands scrambled ineffectively at her arm, still stuck in his gloves. Noah tapped her arm twice, and she released him. “Does that mean you gave up?”
“That’s ‘tapping out.’ Good job,” he sounded raspy. “Good job on the choke.”
“You going to try that on me?”
“I am not choking out my girlfriend. That’s not a kink I do.”
“How about a kink we do?” She held up her gloves, and he used his teeth to untie the wrist strap. She tossed the gloves across the room toward the TV, her fingers itching for him.
“You going to help me?” Noah held up his gloves.
“Oh, I’ll be helping. Take your own gloves off.” She eased his shorts and underwear down his slim hips. Noah practically bit himself in his haste to remove his gloves. The gloves didn’t fully cover the old scrapes and scars up his arms to the elbow from twenty years in the fire department.
She dropped onto her knees and gave an experiment suck on the moisture forming on his hard dick. “Glad you didn’t wear a cup for this.”
Hands freed, he wrapped his fingers in her curly hair hand and held on. Erin took the tip between her lips, maximizing suction for maximum pleasure. Noah leaned into her, but they were both aware she wasn’t going to finish him here. It was their little game where she’d test his control until she pushed him to the edge. Then, and only then, would he take control.
She slowly withdrew when he seemed almost comatose. Wearing a mischievous grin and still on her knees, she worked his boxer-briefs back up, setting their elastic right over his straining hard-on.
Erin shrugged out of her sports bra and T-shirt. Noah liked her dark-tipped nipples just fine, but he was an ass man. She winked as she wiggled her leggings and panties to the mat.
Noah didn’t need a second invitation, because he was immediately behind her, hands running down the smooth skin of her back. “I haven’t even touched you.” His fingers parted her folds, lovingly rubbing her clit. “Damn, Cupcake, you’re wet.”
“I’ve been horny since you got home. You’re lucky my boxing lesson lasted two minutes.”
“I’m not sure I can last three minutes.” He pushed his fingers inside her, and she purred in the back of her throat. He repeated the motion, testing her response.
“I bet you can. You’re so good at delayed…” Erin gasped when he started a slow, maddening rhythm…”gratification. Feel free to gratify yourself. If I don’t come, you can lick me clean.”
“Erin.” His words merged with her purr as he guided his cock inside her channel. He took a firm grip on her hips and began to move, increasing his pace to a gallop. “You feel so good. Hot.”
It was definitely hot, because he could hit the points right where she needed it. The angle of his body penetrating her, fitting her. Plus the satisfying perk of escaping a boxing lesson for a naughty naked grappling that ended with a bang.
Noah bent forward, kissing her neck and letting her arch her back. Even better were the burning kisses he planted on her ear as he stroked her with that eager, hot cock. He went further, placing his hands on top of hers, intertwining their fingers.
