Several readers posted on Facebook, asking for teasers from
Fly! I’ve posted a few brief snippets
on Facebook but nothing really…red hot. It seems to me lately that erotic romance
authors, and occasionally the fans who love them, have been on Facebook’s
naughtiness radar. Sparks
Granted, full frontal nudity, or full rear nudity (both cheeks shining) are clearly no-no’s.
I’m fairly circumspect with the photographs and book covers I post on my wall. But all it takes is one FB friend “liking” it for it to show up in their newsfeed, for their friends to see and suddenly I’m writing about muscle-bound egomaniacs who spend all their time looking in the mirror, filthy whores looking for one-night-stands, or even better, that I, as their creator, must be going straight to hell. Even my characters roll their eyes over that one. Despite all that, the ability to interact with readers there makes the occasional hassle worth it.
Without further ado…we join Rosemary Piper and her men, Wes and Evan Garner at Cheaver’s Western Store. She’s been called in to help out a friend at work, only to discover that she’s got two hot alphas in need of some attention… Enjoy!
The memory of Wes’s territorial behavior returned, and Rosemary smiled at him. He’d been so sexy, standing there in his faded jeans and boots, looking ready to do bodily harm if
laid a hand on her. She looked at Evan and saw the gleam in his eyes. She
looked around the big dressing room with the mirrors on three walls. Irving
“I don’t suppose you’d like to get in a practice run on that baby-making project, now would you?”
The tension in the dressing room suddenly escalated as she watched the heat kindle and smolder in Wes’s eyes and the slow, sexy smile that spread over his lips. He placed her hand on his groin and let that be her answer.
Turning her gaze to Evan, she said, “You’re usually the pushy alpha male around me. What do you have to say about this?”
“I want your time back. And I want your hot little pussy, right now.”
“Why, Mr. Garner, we’re in a public place, a store dressing room no less. Look at all these mirrors. It’s quite shocking.”
“Even better,” Wes murmured as he pulled her to her feet. “Maybe that’s all we need…To shake things up a bit.” He drew her with him to the middle of the room and tipped her chin up so he could kiss her. Wes was usually her gentle, ardent lover, eager to please her and passionate about making love with her. The man holding her now was forceful and demanding as he claimed her mouth, plundering her with hot, wet strokes of his tongue.
Evan gently drew her long mass of black curls back and pressed tender kisses along her shoulder and up her neck. She felt tugging at her shoulders and knew he was untying the spaghetti straps of her sundress.
She smiled against Wes’s questing lips as Evan stroked her bare shoulders and chest before freeing her bare breasts from the elasticized bodice of the dress, pushing the stretchy top of it to her hips. She’d picked that dress earlier that morning, hoping that it might motivate her men to play at some point. She never would’ve thought it would be in the dressing room at her family’s store, but she knew it was the perfect place. She’d be able to see from every angle with all those mirrors, which was always a huge turn-on for her. And there were no security cameras in the dressing rooms.
Wes slid a callused hand down her back in a rough, sweet caress that left a wake of tingles. He caught the dress with the top of his hand as it continued south to her ass cheeks. Her pussy quivered when he yanked the stretch fabric past her hips, along with her thong, and it all fell to a cottony puddle around her ankles.
“Better,” Wes whispered gutturally against her lips.
The dominating way he was acting created a blaze inside her, and her pussy testified to that fact when her juices leaked to her inner thighs. This was so unlike him, and she was uncertain what to do except let him have his way.
Just as exciting was the feel of Evan’s body heat against her back and his work-roughened palms as he smoothed them down her ribcage and around her hips to her lower abdomen. Her tummy fluttered when he brushed his thumb over her belly button and sucked on her earlobe before tugging gently with his teeth.
In a deep, growly whisper, Evan asked, “Are you wet for us?”
“Oh…You know I am, baby.” She was ready to do whatever they wanted to do, however they wanted to do it.
“On your knees, sweetheart,” Wes said before nodding at Evan, who immediately began undressing. Rosemary smiled, having an idea how this was going to go, and a thrill of anticipation rippled through her cunt. She bit her lip in delight as Wes helped her to her knees and unbuckled his belt. When he parted his fly she was delighted to find that he’d gone commando.
“Honey!” she cooed as she lifted his big, meaty erection from his jeans. “Yummy!”
Adoring him with her gaze, Rosemary licked the rigid, pulsing head and smiled when she felt a shudder run through his frame. She fondled his balls with her other hand as she stroked his length then licked him from root to tip. She wanted to bury her face in his groin and kiss him all over, but Wes’s abdomen was ticklish, so she resisted the urge. In his present dominating mood, she might get a spanking for it. While that wasn’t much of a threat to her, she wanted to keep doing what she was doing.
She felt Evan’s presence behind her as he came close, and she glanced in the mirror to her right. Her cunt clenched with excitement at seeing the three of them. Evan’s thick, muscular physique was so sexy, his cock standing up, dark red and rigid, as he positioned himself on his knees behind her. Sunlight from the store windows shone over the top of the half-door on the dressing room and made the pre-cum at the head of his cock glisten, and her mouth watered.
“Suck me, baby.” Wes’s voice was guttural as he drew her attention back to him.
A moan escaped her lips as Evan spread her pussy lips and pushed his big, hard cock into her slick channel with one stroke. Sucking as she moaned, Rosemary glanced again at the mirror, and her pussy drew up at the sight. Wes stood over her as she kneeled in front of him, so formidable, holding her hair back in one hand and guiding her head with the other hand, setting the rhythm for her, which was fine with her. She wanted to give him whatever he needed.
Evan was utterly hot as he flexed his hips and thrust his long, thick cock in another slow, deep stroke. “You feel so fucking good, Rosie.”
“Arch your back so Evan can see your pussy as you take his cock, baby.”
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