It’s not the age. It’s the attitude—and a healthy dose of kink. Paolo’s Playhouse, Book 3 For Shannon, turning thirty means getting serious. Responsible. Old. She can’t help dreading the day she has to leave her spontaneous, crazy, young selfimage behind. Then there are all those unfulfilled items on her to-do list, like that threesome she and her husband, Ty, used to fantasize about. It fell by the wayside, right along with their neglected bag of sex toys. Her birthday dinner starts out like any other…then her present arrives at the table. Marc, an old college friend, whose edgy persona tickles her in all the right places. And that’s not all. Ty’s reserved a room at Paolo’s Playhouse—for all three of them. By the time the playroom door closes behind them, Ty’s and Marc’s intimate touches and wicked whispers have roused her hormones to a fever pitch. But when kiss comes to nipple clamps, Shannon’s not sure she has the courage to step off the edge of fantasy and fall headlong into reality… Warning: Two sexy men focused on pleasing one lucky woman. Wild, anything-goes loving complete with toys your mother never wanted you to know about. You’re welcome!
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Birthday Girl Natasha Moore
Dedication
To my friends who took an early peek at this story and helped to make it even better. You know who you are.
Chapter One
Shannon had been dreading her thirtieth birthday for months. Twenty-five had been bad enough. A quarter of a century! But thirty? Thirty meant the end of youth, the end of fun and spontaneity. She knew she was doomed to be a responsible adult for the rest of her life. Sitting in the shadowed corner booth in an elegant restaurant, sipping champagne by candlelight, Shannon could almost forget what they were “celebrating”. Tyler had done a good job at trying to distract her so far. Of course, just having her handsome husband sitting across from her, his neatly trimmed blond hair shining in the candlelight, his deep blue eyes raking over her, actually had her thinking about things other than the number of candles on her cake. “You look beautiful tonight,” Tyler said softly after they’d finished eating. “For an older woman, you mean?” She knew she should let it go, but she just couldn’t kick the thought that life was rushing by her at the speed of light. Tyler just laughed. “For crying out loud, you’re only a day older than you were yesterday. Get over it.” “You wouldn’t understand,” she said with a pout. “You’re still in your twenties.” “Yeah, for a whole four months and then I’ll be suddenly be just as old and decrepit as you are.” She rolled her eyes. “How did we become old, responsible, married people anyway?”
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He reached across the table and indulgently brushed a strand of hair out of her face. “Would you really want to go back to those days when we just got out of college and were living paycheck to paycheck, barely making ends meet?” He traced his finger along her jaw as he swept her long hair over her shoulder. She tried not to react to his touch, but resisting Tyler had never worked before, and it didn’t now. “You mean those days when we wouldn’t leave the apartment all weekend and had sex in a dozen different Kama Sutra positions before Sunday night came around?” He just grinned. “So which position do you want to try tonight?” She wasn’t going to let him distract her from her self-pity. “I’m too old to fold myself into those poses anymore.” Some days she could barely walk after planting shrubs all day. Before long, they’d have to hire more workers for their rapidly expanding landscaping business. Tyler ran his finger over her pouting lips. She evidently wasn’t too old to feel that zing of arousal. “We could pull the bag of goodies out of the back of the closet.” “See? Why are the sex toys in the back of the closet? They used to be out where we could grab them whenever we wanted them. I guess I’m too old to use sex toys anymore.” “Now you’re not making any sense.” He pushed his empty dinner plate out of the way and took both of her hands in his. He turned them palm-side up on the table and began to stroke the sensitive skin there. “The recent lack of sex toy use has more to do with us both working crazy hours to get the business off the ground. Things will settle down soon. It has nothing to do with the number of candles on your birthday cake.”
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“That sounded way too sensible.” She yanked her hands away. She knew she was being ridiculous, but she was enjoying the complaining too much. “I don’t want you to be sensible tonight. I don’t want to be sensible.” “Shan—” “We never do anything kinky anymore. We never got around to having that threesome we used to talk about. You never even give me a good spanking anymore.” Shit. Her voice had gotten a little loud. Shannon looked around, but no one seemed to have heard her. “Sweetheart, we can still do anything you want to do. But…we might draw a little too much attention if I put you over my knee right now.” “Tyler, I just want to feel young again. I want to be spontaneous. I want to be crazy.” “Well, you’ve already made me crazy with this…” he fingered the fabric at her throat, “what do you call this thing?” “A blouse?” she replied wryly. While her sheer white top buttoned up the front to a high collar that circled her neck, her shoulders and back were completely bare. “It’s driving you crazy?” She almost grinned. At least she wasn’t too old to drive her husband crazy. He reached across the table and traced the curve of her unbound breast through the thin fabric, scraping his thumb across her beaded nipple. She shivered from the tingles that single stroke sent through her system. “What did you expect?” he replied. “This material is so thin I can see the shadows of your nipples.” Shannon smiled, really smiled for the first time tonight. She knew he’d love this top. When he’d told her he was taking her out to dinner on her birthday, she’d spent hours shopping for just the right combination of discreet and naughty.
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“Did you get enough to eat?” he asked lightly, as if he wasn’t blatantly fingering her breast in a public place. She didn’t think he could turn up the arousal surging through her body any higher, but she was wrong. Eat? Food was the furthest thing from her mind. The shrimp cocktail and medium-rare filet had been delicious, but she wasn’t all that hungry tonight. Except for Tyler. He tweaked her nipple and she drew in a shaky breath. At least he was acting as if he still found her desirable. Maybe he didn’t see her as a rapidly aging older woman. “You’re too far away.” He patted the cushioned seat beside him. “Slide over here. I want you closer.” That seductive tone he used sent chills dancing along her skin. “Close enough to do all kinds of naughty things to you.” They were in a restaurant. How much could he do? Honestly, she was ready to go home and let him do all those things they couldn’t do in public. Still, she grinned and slid around to the middle of the horseshoe-shaped booth, feeling suddenly spontaneous and a little bit crazy. Her silky skirt slipped and tangled around her hips as she slid along the seat. When she was sitting next to Tyler, she reached down to pull the material back over her thighs. Without a word, Tyler stopped her. He wrapped his fingers around her wrist and brought her hand back up from beneath the table. “Ty?” She frowned. Tingles of unease—or maybe it was excitement—buzzed through her body. “Trust me.” He kissed her fingers before placing her hand on the table. “The tablecloth covers you well. Nobody knows but me.” His eyes seemed even more shadowed. “I like that. I like being the only one who knows that your legs are bare all the way up to those pretty pink panties I watched you put on tonight. In
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fact…” A sly grin crossed his face. “Take off those wet panties and give them to me now.” A tickle that was definitely excitement ran through her body. Did he really want her to do it right here? “How do you know they’re wet?” she asked slyly, more to delay the deed than to know the answer. She already knew the answer. “I can smell how turned on you are, sweetheart,” he answered, keeping his voice low. “Your scent makes me so hot I can’t fucking stand it. Now stop stalling and give them to me.” He kissed the tip of her nose. “Don’t pull your skirt back down. And don’t draw attention to yourself.” Easy for him to say. Damp fabric never slid easily, but Shannon managed to slip them over her hips without too much wriggling. Her skirt was now totally bunched up around her waist. She was tempted to whip the panties out from under the tablecloth and dangle them in front of his face, but she didn’t have the nerve. Besides, it would definitely draw some attention. So she slid them onto his lap, still under the table, still hidden by the tablecloth. Tyler caught her hand along with the wet lace and squeezed her fingers, then slipped the panties from her grasp. She couldn’t tell what he did with them after that, but his smile was a heartwarming reward. She never tired of seeing it. Tyler was the light of her life. He poured them each another glass of champagne. “To my beautiful wife. Happy birthday, Shannon.” Their glasses touched with a gentle clink, but before she could take a sip of her drink, Tyler leaned over and covered her mouth with his. It was a hungry kiss. A brazen, definitely-not-for-a-public-place kiss. He nibbled her mouth, nipping at her lips, his teeth scraping the sensitive flesh. He was devouring her whole and she was going willingly. She could hardly breathe.
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A voice in the back of her mind whispered a warning about nearby diners and hovering waiters but she couldn’t really care about who was watching them. First the panties and now this. The night had turned edgy. Shannon hadn’t realized how much she’d missed edgy. She clung to his shoulder with the hand that wasn’t still clutching the champagne flute. Her lips parted beneath the pressure of his insistent mouth and her sigh disappeared on his tongue. Tyler drove his fingers into her hair, pulling her closer and plunging his tongue into her mouth. The combined taste of Tyler and champagne rocked her senses. She closed her eyes and gave herself up to the wild sensations sliding along her skin and gathering between her legs. Too soon, he slowly released his grip on her head, softened the kiss, then lifted his lips and leaned away. Her eyes drifted open and he fixed her with his heated gaze, his ragged breathing matching hers. He tapped her glass with his own, reminding her of their toast. “Drink up.” Her hand was shaking as she brought the glass to her lips and took a sip. “I’m taking you someplace special when we leave here.” Tyler’s voice was smooth, yet intense. He looked at her over the top of his glass. “Have you ever heard of the Playhouse?” Was it the tone of his voice that sent the shivers along her skin? Or the words like “special” and “playhouse”? She shook her head. “What is it?” “It’s a place to play out sexual fantasies.” He ran the back of his fingers along her cheek. “There are all kinds of playrooms there. For all kinds of fantasies.” He traced his finger down her arm. “And I know you have lots of fantasies.” Her mouth was suddenly dry. She took another sip of her birthday champagne. “Everyone has fantasies.” She did her best to grin, but this suddenly didn’t feel like any other night and she couldn’t keep the lighthearted mood going. She dipped her head and looked at him through her lashes. “We’ve tried
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out quite a few of them, haven’t we?” Ropes and clamps and vibrators and plugs had been a regular part of their sexual escapades until their landscaping business had begun to take up so much of their time. What did he have in mind for tonight? “And you love them all, don’t you? All the sex toys hidden in that bag in the closet.” He brazenly twisted her nipple through her shirt, holding her gaze. She nodded. He twisted again, harder, and sparks of arousal shot straight to her sex. She liked this edgy side of Tyler. Looking at his clean-cut boy-next-door appearance, no one would guess he liked to tie her up. Or liked to be tied up himself. No one would imagine he could drive her crazy with a feather or a flogger. He certainly didn’t look like the kind of guy who would take his wife out in public and touch her intimately. But here they were. And Shannon was so wet she was afraid the seat would reveal the evidence when they finally left. “Remember our first anniversary?” Ty whispered, his lips wet and warm on her ear. “I gave you your first pair of nipple clamps.” Shannon shivered with the memory. “And you put them on me before we went out to celebrate at the restaurant on the corner.” “I loved knowing they were there when no one else did,” he told her. She’d loved it too. He toyed with her nipple. “If you were wearing them tonight, they’d almost show through this material.” Those clamps were still in the drawer in her nightstand. She hadn’t even thought about putting them on tonight. She was getting old. “I know you have more fantasies, ones that our bag of toys can’t satisfy,” Tyler went on. He nipped her neck and whispered, “Tonight, I’d like to try one of those things we’ve never done before.” She shivered. “What?”
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He leaned back then and smiled, his expression a mixture of mischief and wickedness. “It’s your birthday surprise.” He tweaked her nipple again. “I just want you to keep an open mind tonight, Shannon.” “Um, okay.” While she was a little nervous, she trusted Tyler. It had been quite a while since he’d pushed her limits. It sounded as though he might be pushing them tonight. She couldn’t help but grin. She suddenly felt like she did back when they first met in college. She’d never known what he was going to suggest next. Her mind whirled now with the possibilities, but she couldn’t even think straight. She couldn’t think about the other people in the restaurant either. No one else mattered. Only Tyler. He continued to play with her nipples, continued to nibble on her neck. A curious waitress walked by, her eyes wide. Shannon let her lids drift shut, closing out the blonde and the older couple at the next table who kept sneaking peeks at them. Closing out everything but her lover and the erotic sensations he was bringing to her. “Hey, Ty. Hi, Shannon. Long time no see.” The familiar male voice made Shannon’s eyes fly open. She instinctively tried to pull away, but Tyler wouldn’t let her go. His hand didn’t even leave her breast as the tall man with long dark hair stopped at their table. What was Marc doing here? God, he looked even better than he had back in college. “Hey, Marc,” Tyler said, not looking at all surprised to see him. Ty gave her sensitive breast a squeeze before he released it. Then he stood and shook hands with the man she hadn’t seen since their wedding. Marc was dressed in black, his body still long and lean. He wore a lot of silver jewelry, heavy rings and chains at his neck and wrist. Tyler never wore any jewelry except his gold wedding band. “Shannon,” Marc said softly.
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“Marc? Hi.” If they’d met another place, another time, when her ass wasn’t bare and her body charged with arousal, she would have jumped up and thrown her arms around Marc. Instead, she was confused and a bit suspicious. “I didn’t know you were back in town.” He wasn’t classically handsome, but his sharp features were striking, and the last eight years had made them even more so. “Just for the weekend.” He took her hand in both of his and didn’t hide the fact that he was studying her intently in the dim light. “You are more beautiful than ever.” His dark gaze should have made her uncomfortable after all these years, but there was something flattering about seeing blatant appreciation from someone other than her husband, especially today of all days. He released her hand and she quickly put it in her lap. When she felt the bunched-up fabric of her skirt, she remembered she was bare from the waist down. She resisted the urge to squirm. Marc frowned slightly and caught Tyler’s eye. “This is okay, right? Me being here?” “Yeah. Sure.” Ty cleared his throat. “I just hadn’t gotten around to telling Shannon yet.” Her heart beat against her ribs and she didn’t know why. “Tell me what?” “Maybe I should go,” Marc said, still standing by the table. He glanced quickly at Shannon and then back to Tyler. “You can call me later if you want.” “No. Hold on just a minute.” Tyler was still standing too. He turned to look at her. “What’s going on?” Nerves scrambled in her stomach. She felt as if she were about to be pounced on by wolves. And her pussy clenched at the thought. What was going on here? The intense gazes of her husband and an old friend shouldn’t turn her on like that.
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Why did seeing Marc again make her hot and tense? Was that what happened when you turned thirty? You started to lust after men other than the one you loved? Of course, it could have a lot to do with the fact that she’d had a massive crush on Marc before he introduced her to Tyler. Ty didn’t have a clue. God, she hoped Marc didn’t either. There was something in the air, a tension that came with Marc appearing out of nowhere. A tension that seemed to add to the edginess she’d already been feeling. Maybe it was her intense awareness of the additional man standing there. Just how aware she was made her a little uncomfortable. Tyler was still so close to her that she could feel the familiar heat from his body. But Marc exuded a raw sexuality that made her shiver. She couldn’t believe she was reacting like this to a man who wasn’t her husband, no matter their history. She loved her husband. He was sexy and fun and their sex life was usually active and inventive. But for the first time since she’d met her husband, she wished for another man’s hands on her body. No, she didn’t. Not really. It was just a fantasy, like dreaming about kissing Brad Pitt. Something that was fun to think about, but would never happen in real life. That’s why it was called fantasy. She hoped Marc said good-bye and left before her breathing got any shallower. Before she squirmed in her seat and Tyler knew what she was thinking. “Shannon, I invited Marc to join us tonight,” Tyler said softly. He sat back down beside her and took her hand. His intense gaze held her in place. “He’s part of your birthday surprise.”
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“Birthday surprise?” What had Tyler said a few minutes ago? Something about trying out a fantasy they’d never done before. Her eyes grew wide and she looked from Tyler to Marc. Shannon smothered the little gasp that threatened to escape her lips. He stroked her hair and brought his lips close to her ear. “I thought you might like to try out that ménage you always wanted.” Tonight? With Marc? “I don’t know.” Maybe some fantasies were meant to stay that way. Some fantasies were never meant to be acted out. Tyler cupped her face in his large hands and rested his forehead on hers. “Think about it,” he whispered. “You’ve talked about it for years. Two men giving you their full attention. Two men giving you pleasure.” She looked up at Marc, still standing at the edge of the table, looking uncharacteristically awkward. And still majorly hot. What was her problem? Hadn’t she been going on all night about her lack of an edgy and spontaneous sex life? Shannon glanced at Tyler and he just lifted a brow as if to say it was up to her. She smiled up at Marc and hoped he didn’t see her lips tremble. “Sit down and let’s talk.” She thought he would sit down beside Tyler, there was plenty of room on that side of the booth. Instead, Marc slid in beside her, across from Tyler. She was hemmed in now, surrounded. Trapped. Marc leaned over and kissed her lightly on the cheek. “Happy birthday.” Tyler motioned for the waiter to clear their plates, and ordered more champagne and a glass for Marc. Shannon was nervous, yet undeniably excited. She squirmed a little, she couldn’t help it, and wished she could unobtrusively pull her skirt down. Tyler must have noticed because he lightly stroked her bare
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shoulder then ran his hand down her arm and brought her hand back up onto the table. She narrowed her eyes for a second, but then smiled when she turned to Marc. “I’m not exactly thrilled about this birthday but I’m enjoying the celebration.” “Don’t worry about the year,” Marc said smoothly. He slid a little closer to her and she felt the dip in the cushion from his weight. “Let’s just use it as an excuse to celebrate.” Shannon smiled and shrugged. “Why not? It’s not good for anything else. We’ll celebrate with good food. Good drink.” “Good friends,” Tyler added. His hard thigh was pressed up against her now. His hand was still on hers, stroking, teasing, sending new chills across her skin. He didn’t seem to mind his old friend watching as he put his hands on her. “So what brings you back to town?” she asked, as if engaging in small talk would let her pretend this was an ordinary meeting of old college friends. “Family decided it was time for a reunion. I wasn’t going to come, but then thought, what the hell, I could see you two and some of the rest of the gang too.” He turned to Shannon and smiled slowly. “So here I am. Perfect timing, I’d say.” He lifted his champagne flute. “Cheers.” She’d probably already had more champagne than she should, but Shannon took another long sip. “So you’re still single,” Tyler said. Marc chuckled. “You know I love women too much to settle down with just one.” Which was why Shannon finally gave up her obsession with Marc. Stopped hanging out in the student union, waiting for him to show up. Stopped dreaming about him every night in her lonely bed. And then when he introduced her to a
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guy he’d met in psychology class, she found someone with whom she could do more than dream. “Not that I don’t think you made the right choice with Shannon,” Marc was quick to add. “Yeah, you better say that,” she replied lightly, trying to settle into this new dynamic. Was she really going to let Marc touch her the way she’d always dreamed about? Wouldn’t that be a betrayal to Tyler and their marriage? But this was Ty’s idea. Or rather, his gift to her because it had been her idea. She took another sip of champagne and listened to them talk about other friends. Who was doing what. Where they’d ended up. Who was married. Who wasn’t. She tried to pay attention to their conversation, but her mind kept wandering to what the evening might hold. She kept watching the men on either side of her. Tyler’s hand now roamed up her arm, the long strokes almost seemed to be meant to gentle her, to calm her. Could he tell she was reacting to Marc? But it wasn’t just Marc she was reacting to, of course. She’d been aroused by Tyler all evening, still was, always would be. But she was sandwiched between two incredible men, one light, one dark. One familiar, one a memory. Their musky scents mingled in the air surrounding her. The flickering candlelight shifted the shadows around them, making her feel even more unsettled. Her body began to tremble and she set the flute down on the table. No more champagne for her. “I’m afraid we’ve been ignoring this beautiful woman between us,” Marc said suddenly. His dark gaze ran over her and her nipples prickled again beneath the thin blouse. “I’m sorry, Shannon, this is your night.” He leaned toward her, placed his large, hot hand over hers. “I’ve been monopolizing Ty’s attention.”
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“Th-that’s all right,” she murmured. She glanced over at Tyler, guilt from her reaction heating her face. But how exactly was she supposed to react to a man who was going to be the other part of their threesome? “No, it’s inexcusable.” Marc scooted closer to her, his thigh almost touching hers. “With such a delightful woman between us, how could we think about anything else?” He didn’t lift his hand from hers, instead he turned her hand over and began to stroke her palm and the sensitive skin on the inside of her wrist as Tyler had been doing. As Ty continued to do on her other hand. Her skin was so sensitive, each stroke sent shivers rippling through her body and collecting between her legs. Her beaded nipples felt as if they were poking holes through her blouse. She couldn’t move as the two hot male bodies pressed in on either side of her, their hands smoothly moving from her wrists to bare shoulders and back down again. Tyler leaned in and kissed her cheek. “It’s okay, sweetheart.” He brushed his lips against her ear and whispered, “We’re going to make this so good for you.” She was so hot. The heat from two large male bodies seeped into her. While her mind was still reeling with the ramifications of their hands on her, her body had no qualms enjoying every single stroke. Marc leaned forward to look into her eyes as he brushed her long brown hair away from her face. “It’s great to see you again, Shannon. Did you know I used to want to touch you like this? Do you know many times I almost did?” “No. Why didn’t you?” She would have let him. “Because you were my friend. There were lots of hot women I wanted to touch, but I didn’t have to worry about losing their friendship.” He brushed his fingers lightly over her cheekbone. “But tonight, for a little while, I can live out one of my fantasies too.”
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She shot another quick glance at Tyler. He didn’t seem to be upset to hear that Marc had been attracted to her. She recognized the unmistakable arousal in his eyes, though. Did the sight of Marc touching her turn him on? “What about you, Ty? What do you get out of this tonight?” He leaned over and kissed her. “Are you kidding? I get to give my wife a gift I know she will enjoy. How often can a husband say that?” Joyful laughter bubbled up, lightening her spirits. She kissed him back. “Okay, I’m in.” Tyler and Marc looked at each other and it seemed as if they spoke silently across the table. “Great,” Ty said, his voice a little lower, a little slower. “Do you agree to give yourself over to us then? To let us give you pleasure for your birthday?” Chills of arousal rained over her. “Yes.” Marc nodded. “Starting right now, okay?” They were still in a public place, a busy restaurant. Even though their booth was shadowed, tucked into the far corner, there were still people sitting around them, waiters keeping an eye on their needs. How far could they really go? “Okay.” She smiled at Marc and he bent his head and pressed his lips to her throat. Shannon dropped her head back against the high, padded leather. Her breath caught, her body trembled. A hard hand squeezed her thigh, high up near her pussy. Tyler. With his other hand, he intertwined his fingers with hers, holding her hand onto the table. Then he began exploring her beneath the tablecloth. His fingers reached her pussy and her eyes widened. What was he doing? Marc also held down her other hand beneath his, effectively pinning her to the table. He played with her hair with his other hand, tucking the strands behind her ear, then toyed with her ear, with her silver earring, with the top
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button on her high collar. Her heart raced, her body trembled. Did anyone else notice what he was doing? Did anyone care? She took a slow, deep breath and gave herself over to the men on either side of her. Ty and Marc began to talk softly together, almost as if she wasn’t there. But of course they knew she was there, knew she heard every naughty thing they were saying. In fact, Shannon knew every wicked word they said was for her benefit and she loved it. “She’s very responsive, isn’t she?” Marc said softly. He traced the curve of her bare shoulder and she shivered. “Yeah, she can’t hide her reactions,” Tyler replied. “I love to watch the way she moves when I touch her.” Marc nodded and skimmed his hand down her arm. “I like the way her body shivers.” Tyler laughed lightly. He ran a finger along her wet center, teasing her slick labia. “Wait till you touch her nipples,” he said as if this was a normal conversation. “She’s so fucking sensitive there.” Marc evidently took that as an invitation because he immediately ran his finger over the curve of her breast and scraped his fingernail over the tip of her nipple. The thin fabric of her blouse might as well have not even been there. Shannon caught her breath and tried not to cry out, arching her back instinctively. “Oh man, does she always make those little noises?” Marc asked. “Halfway between a whimper and a gasp?” Tyler nodded. “Oh yeah. She’s always very vocal about her enjoyment.” He laughed lightly. “I wonder if she can stay quiet in here tonight.”
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Marc chuckled darkly, scraped her nipple again, a little harder. At the same time, Tyler plunged his finger deep into her core. Shannon gasped, trying her best to be quiet. Did they consider it some kind of challenge to see if they could make her cry out loud? “She’s so wet.” Tyler plunged a second finger into her slick center. She shifted, trying to give him better access, but he withdrew his fingers, leaving her feeling empty. He leaned over and nipped her ear. “Don’t move around so much, sweetheart. And try to keep those cute little moans a bit softer unless you really want to draw attention to yourself. And you don’t want to do that, remember?” She hadn’t realized she’d been making any noise at all, hadn’t realized her lips were parted, her mouth dry from panting. She closed her mouth and swallowed, keeping her eyes on her husband the entire time. She nodded. He winked at her and brought her hand over to the edge of the table. “Grasp onto the edge of the table and don’t let go,” he told her softly. He nodded to Marc and he did the same with her other hand. “Don’t move your hands now, Shannon. Do you understand?” She nodded, nervous and excited at the same time. Marc slid one hand behind her back, his large hand hot on her bare skin. He slipped his other hand under the tablecloth and cupped her pussy. She jumped slightly, couldn’t believe she was sitting there, letting him touch her so intimately. But it felt so incredible, so forbidden, yet unbelievably erotic. Marc pressed the base of his hand on her clit and it immediately began to throb in time with the ragged beat of her heart. Her eyes drifted shut. His long fingers stretched along her pussy, the tips tucking beneath her, pressing against her anus. He effectively held her body between his strong hands. “I could spend hours where my hands are right now,” Marc said on a low groan.
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Tyler laughed darkly. “Oh yeah. I’ve spent hours between those legs. She’s incredible.” Shannon gave herself over to the sensations. Marc slid the hand on her back even lower, over the bunched up fabric of her skirt. He spread his hand across her ass, his long middle finger resting in the cleft between her cheeks. His other hand still cupped her pussy and his fingers began moving, stoking the fires burning there until her flesh was swollen and throbbing. What would happen if she climaxed here in the restaurant? Tyler was right when he said she couldn’t keep quiet. She couldn’t keep still, either. How could she not draw attention to them if she screamed and rocked when she came? Shannon knew she could call a halt to this play at anytime. Tyler would respect her wishes. Marc would too. But she was so stimulated, she couldn’t tell them to stop. What was wrong with her? She didn’t want either one of them to stop. What had happened to her modesty? Her fear of exposure? Shouldn’t she be outraged instead of aroused in the corner of the elegant restaurant? It was crazy. Hadn’t she said she wanted crazy tonight? Her heart pounded against her ribs. Her eyes flew open. Here in the shadowy corner, what did they look like to other diners? The couple at the table closest to them had left and no one else seemed to be paying attention to them. Did the three of them look to be in the middle of a serious conversation to anyone who glanced their way? If one or the other of them occasionally kissed her, or brushed a hand against her skin, it probably wasn’t all that noticeable. Marc’s hand was still underneath the table cloth, teasing her puffy lips. Tyler slid one of his hands under the tablecloth as well. He dove below Marc’s hand, plunging his fingers again into her heated core. Two hands, two men, worked at her as she tried to sit still, tried not to react to the stimulation that was driving her quickly to the edge, tried not to draw attention to what they were doing there
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in the corner booth. She bit her bottom lip when Marc scraped her clit with a fingernail. Tyler’s long fingers easily found her G-spot, rubbing long and deep against that sensitive bundle of nerves. She tried not to move, tried not to arch her back or cry out. Between the two of them, she spiraled closer and closer to climax. She had no idea how she was going to hide her reaction when she came, but at this point she didn’t care. All she wanted was to come. “She’s amazing,” Marc murmured. “So wet and hot.” “Yeah, I love to watch her when she’s like this,” Tyler said. “Her face is so expressive.” “She’s driving me crazy with those wide lips,” Marc said. “And she’s making those little noises in the back of her throat again.” “She knows she has to be quiet,” Tyler said, and his voice held a dark, cautionary tone. She clamped her lips together. Then he tweaked her nipple, hard, with his free hand. “She knows she has to stay still.” Neither one of them looked her in the face. To anyone watching them, they appeared to be deep in conversation, ignoring her completely. Except Shannon knew what they were doing with their hands. And with their words. “I bet her body goes wild when she comes,” Marc commented. “You have no idea.” Marc circled the tip of his finger around and around her clit, teasing but not quite touching it. “Does she usually come more than once?” “Oh yeah, when she gets really worked up I can get her off two or three times.” Ty rubbed harder against her G-spot. “And she’s so ready right now I bet we could get her to come over and over again.”
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Shannon whimpered. She tried to focus her attention on an ornate light sconce hanging on the wall across the dining room. She couldn’t move, she wasn’t supposed to make any noise, and these two men were stimulating her within an inch of an orgasm. She didn’t know how else to try to take her mind off the things they were doing to her body. They continued to play with her body, coaxing her higher and higher. She was panting now, still gripping the edge of the table. She was close. So close. Then Tyler leaned over, blocking her from the view of the other diners, and caught her mouth with his. Marc scraped her clit one more time and she exploded, her cries of completion lost in the kiss. She struggled to keep her body from shaking too much and eventually the spasms lessened and she settled back against the cushion. “That was beautiful, hon,” Marc whispered in her ear as he slowly drew his hands from her. “It’s time to go, sweetheart,” Tyler said softly, wiping his fingers on his napkin. He signaled to the waiter for the check. “Marc will follow us to the Playhouse.”
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“What?” She couldn’t think. Couldn’t make sense of his words. She was still floating on that orgasmic high. “We’re going to the Playhouse, remember?” “Oh, the sex fantasy place, that’s right.” And there they’d have their ménage. “Um…” Reality hit Shannon hard. She wanted it, she really did, but was it splitting hairs to say that as hot as Marc was, as much as she loved him touching her, she didn’t want anyone but her husband fucking her? She didn’t have to say anything more. Her husband knew her better than anyone. Tyler kissed her quick and hard. “Don’t worry, sweetheart. Your pussy is mine, only mine.” Marc took one of her hands and kissed the tips of her fingers. “I’ll only be there to bring you pleasure. I won’t do anything you don’t want me to do. No penetration, I promise.” That made all the difference to her. Her husband was the only one she wanted making love to her, but with Marc there to give her attention as well…she couldn’t turn down an opportunity like that. The waiter brought the bill and Tyler took care of it swiftly. Shannon smiled slowly at the attention they got as they walked through the dining room, both gorgeous men holding her hands. Eat your heart out.
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“My car’s over there,” Marc said when they walked out into the cool evening air. “I’ll follow you.” He leaned over and kissed Shannon’s cheek then squeezed her hand before he turned and walked away from them. “He thinks you’re going to change your mind,” Tyler said as they watched him head toward a small black sports car. The cool breeze felt wonderful on her heated skin. “Why?” For the first time tonight, she got to admire Marc’s firm ass. She grinned to herself as she realized she was going to get her hands on that ass tonight. “Why would I change my mind?” She rubbed up against her husband. “You’ve got me so horny I can hardly think straight. That had to be part of your plan.” “Well, yeah, but I don’t want you to look back on tonight and think that we coerced you into anything.” “I won’t think that. I’m not going to change my mind. This is the perfect gift.” Tyler pulled her into his arms in the middle of the parking lot. “You’re incredible.” Marc’s car roared to life. So did her body. She grabbed Tyler’s hand. “We better get going.” Tyler was quiet as they pulled out of the parking lot. Marc’s headlights were bright behind them. Once they were on the highway, Ty took a deep breath and turned off the radio. “I love you, Shan. I wanted to make tonight special since you’d been dreading turning thirty for so long.” He reached over and she automatically parted her thighs so he could cup her pussy as he always liked to do. Without her panties, he was able to sweep a finger along her slick flesh. “You’ve said more than once that you wished I had more than one mouth. How wonderful it would be if you could have a mouth on your breasts and another between your legs at the same time. Remember?”
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“Yes,” she whispered. She loved Tyler’s mouth both places and often whined, only partly in jest, when he left one part for the other. But even with all the times she’d mentioned a threesome, she never thought he’d want to do something about it. That he had ever considered sharing her with another man. “When I heard Marc was coming to town just for a couple days, I figured if anyone would be up for it, he would.” Shannon slid her hand across the console and rubbed his thick cock through his trousers. She was glad to find he was as aroused as she was. “So you’ve been planning this for a while?” This man she loved continued to amaze her. “Yeah.” He gasped when she squeezed. “That’s why I looked into the Playhouse too. I’m willing to try this threesome thing, but I’m not willing to invite another man, not even an old friend, into our bed. Ever.” She leaned over to kiss his cheek. “I agree completely.” He glanced over to her. “You don’t have to do this if you don’t want to.” She crossed her arms in front of her. “Are you trying to take back my birthday present?” “No, of course not. I just didn’t want to pressure you.” “No pressure. I want to.” “Are you sure?” Why did he keep asking? Was he suddenly not so sure? “Yes, I am sure. But what about you?” “What do you mean?” “I think there are a couple of things that maybe you didn’t expect when you planned this little get together,” she said softly. They were pulling into a parking lot already. That was quick. “What are you talking about?” he asked as he headed for a renovated warehouse out back.
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“I think maybe you didn’t expect to feel jealous.” “I’m not jealous.” His reply came a little too quickly. “Tyler, don’t lie to your wife.” “Okay, so maybe I was a little jealous to see you reacting so strongly to Marc.” “You told me to trust you, right?” He nodded. “So trust me too. I love you, only you. No matter what happens tonight, I’m going home with you. Only you.” “I know, sweetheart. I do trust you.” Tyler pulled into a parking space and turned off the engine. “You said a couple things? What’s the other?” She swallowed before she said the words she didn’t know if he’d want to hear. “You didn’t expect to like to watch another man touching your wife, did you? But you liked it, Ty. I could tell you were getting turned on when you saw Marc’s hands on me.” Ty grasped the steering wheel and stared straight ahead, into the darkness surrounding them. “It was so fucking hot to watch him put his hands on you.” And she was so hot she could barely stand it. She squirmed in the passenger seat. “So it sounds as if we’re all getting something out of this scene.” Tyler grinned, helped her from the car. Marc pulled up beside them. He opened his car door and grinned. “We’re still on?” “Of course.” But while the reassuring words flowed easily from her lips, now that they were here, she couldn’t help but be a little nervous. Okay, a lot nervous. How did this whole thing work now? They crossed the parking lot together. The moon was bright in the inky sky. She was between them again, holding their hands again. There was no light chitchat. No small talk. No dirty talk. Just silence.
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After they stepped into the elegant elevator, Tyler leaned into her. “Stop thinking so much,” he whispered. He knew her too well. But she couldn’t help the questions whirling through her mind. What if what happened tonight was something that would change her relationship with Tyler forever? Was she ready to risk that just for an extra set of hands on her skin? Would it be worth an extra set of lips on her body? Even if, or especially if, they were Marc’s. The smooth elevator ride was over quickly. Nerves scrambled in her stomach as the doors opened onto a richly decorated waiting room. She almost wished they could have dropped to the floor back in the restaurant and gotten hot and heavy right there while they had all been so aroused. She couldn’t stop thinking now. She got more nervous and self-conscious with each passing moment. She shook off their hands and began to pace around the small room. This was crazy. What made her think she wanted crazy? What had she been thinking? Marc came up to face her and reached out to rub her shoulders in slow, lazy circles. “Relax,” he said softly, his eyes warm and understanding. “It’ll be okay.” Tyler stepped up behind her and brushed her hair out of the way then ran his lips across her tense jaw. Their very different scents wound around her. Tyler’s familiar musky scent blended with Marc’s spicier smell, and she had to swallow to stop from drooling. Okay, so maybe she was still a little aroused. Tyler pressed against her back, his erection hard against her ass. He wrapped his arms around her and cupped her breasts, fondling, squeezing. Murmuring words at once enticing and comforting. Marc stood in front of her, his hands still on her shoulders, and suddenly he leaned in and captured her lips with his. She gasped and opened under the pressure of his delicious mouth. He lightly cupped her face in his hands and slanted his mouth to take the kiss deeper. Tears sprang to her eyes. It was too much. Too intimate. She lifted her hands to pull his away, but then Tyler leaned forward and brushed his lips against her
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ear. Softly murmured his love. Told her it was all right. Gentled her again. Calmed her while she got used to another man’s lips on hers. She gradually softened against the dual seduction. She finally felt comfortable enough to wrap her arms around Marc and hold him for the first time. He was taller, slimmer than Tyler. She didn’t want to keep comparing them, but she couldn’t help it. His body was just as hot. Just as hard. Marc swept his tongue inside her mouth, tickled her tongue. Tyler teased her earlobe between his teeth and tweaked her nipples with his fingers. She shuddered as wild sensations ran over her skin. “I’m so sorry to have kept you waiting.” A male voice, accented, smooth, lyrical. Shannon jerked at the interruption. How quickly she’d forgotten where they were. She hadn’t even heard the door open. Tyler and Marc slowly stepped away from her. They shook hands with the handsome young man who stepped calmly through the door as if they hadn’t just been caught in the throes of heavy threesome foreplay. She tried to slow down her rapid breathing before she spoke. It didn’t matter. She had no words. No thoughts but to keep building the arousal that had been growing within her all evening. He wasn’t going to ignore her, though. The man with the dark wavy hair and piercing blue eyes walked up to her, stopped in front of her, took one of her hands and held it between both of his. “Welcome. I am Paolo and this is my playhouse. I am so glad you have come this evening. I hope you are able to live out your fantasy here tonight.” Wow. Talk about charming. “Thank you. I’m looking forward to it. I’m lucky to have these two handsome guys with me tonight.” Paolo smiled. “I would say the two gentlemen are fortunate to be in the company of such a beautiful woman.”
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“Thank you.” The heat from his hands sank into her skin, warming her even more. All the tension had left her body, leaving her relaxed and yet so incredibly aroused. She found herself leaning into him just a little. “Wow. You have an interesting job. Fulfilling people’s fantasies.” “I enjoy it, yes, but actually we merely provide a safe and private place for those fantasies to be fulfilled.” Ooh, he was way too smooth and charming for his own good. Shannon wanted to rub up against him and purr. “I bet you have requests for all sorts of fantasies.” Have you ever had a woman and two men want a room before? “I’ve found that fantasies are as individual as the people who come through these doors.” His sensual lips lifted in a small smile. What would those lips feel like brushing over her skin? As if he read her mind, he lifted her hand and softly kissed her knuckles. Tingles ran along her body. “I have a playroom reserved especially for you and your gentlemen,” he said. Tyler came up beside her and she ran her hand up his back. He was hot and hard and ready. She wanted to strip off his shirt and feel his bare skin beneath her fingers. To feel his fingers on her bare skin. Shannon kissed Ty’s neck and then reached for Marc’s hand and squeezed it. “I can’t wait.” Paolo’s smile lit up his eyes. “Please come this way.” He led them through the door and down a long hallway. Their footsteps were silent on the soft carpet. Paolo stopped in front of a nondescript door. Ty and Marc pressed into her on either side. Who knew tonight she would be surrounded by incredibly sexy hunks? Paolo opened the door and ushered them into a large room. The walls were painted a rich chocolate brown. There was so much in the room, Shannon couldn’t take it in all at once. An extra long, king-sized bed took up one side of
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the room. Two sofas flanked a long, padded ottoman on the other side. There were several chairs and square ottomans placed here and there around the room. Colorful pillows were strewn around the floor. There was space here for way more than three people. What was this, the orgy room? “If there is anything you need, please let me know,” Paolo said. He lifted her hand to his lips again and planted another soft kiss there. “I hope you enjoy your evening.” “Thank you.” She glanced up at Tyler. He winked at her then shook Paolo’s hand. “Thank you.” Marc shook his hand as well and then Paolo left, closing the door behind him. Leaving her alone in this decadent room with two men. The fact that one was her husband didn’t really ease her discomfort. What did she do now? How did they start? Ty and Marc hadn’t moved. They stood so close to her, she could feel the heat from their bodies. She swore she could even hear the frantic beats of their hearts. “Come here, sweetheart,” Tyler said softly. She stepped into the familiar circle of his arms. “Are you sure you’re okay with this?” “Yes!” She was tired of the question. “Just because I don’t know how to do this doesn’t mean I don’t want to.” “We can take our time,” Marc said from behind her. He placed his hands on her shoulders. “There’s no rush.” And slowly, Tyler lowered his lips to hers, brushing them sensuously against hers, dragging his tongue along the seam, moistening her dry lips. She clung to him, opening her mouth to the insistent press of his tongue. He rocked his hips, pressing his rigid erection against her stomach. As Shannon moaned and melted against Tyler, Marc pressed his body into her from behind. He massaged her shoulders again with slow, deep strokes. His
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hard erection rubbed against her ass. Her sex seemed to open up, swell and moisten, from the caress of the two hard cocks along her body. Tyler suddenly broke away from her, pulled her sheer blouse from the waistband of her skirt. “Let’s get you out of these clothes.” She felt Marc’s hands at the zipper of her skirt. “Wait!” She’d had so little control tonight. Over them. Over herself. She took a step away from the two pairs of greedy hands. “No. Not yet. I want to watch you guys take off your clothes first.” She was facing Tyler, so she saw his brows lift, his gaze meet Marc’s over her shoulder. Ty’s grin was infectious. “Whatever you say, Birthday Girl.” She kicked off her shoes and then plopped down onto the nearest ottoman to watch, crossing her arms over her breasts. But if she thought she was going to enjoy a little strip show, she was sadly mistaken. She’d never known two guys could strip as fast as these two did. She’d barely blinked when they stood naked before her, two incredible examples of the male species. Two contrasts too. Although he was tanned, Tyler’s skin was lighter than Marc’s olive complexion. Ty’s tan lines showed at his waist and thighs, while Marc’s skin was an even tone. Either he tanned all over, or this was his natural skin color. Marc was tall and lean, his muscles sculpted and defined. The silver jewelry he wore glowed against his skin. His incredible pecs and abs were completely devoid of hair and she absently wondered if he waxed. Shannon was more concerned with how that hot skin would feel beneath her hands. She itched with the desire to run her fingertips over the smooth bulges. Her gaze dropped and she saw his cock was long and dark, curling up toward his stomach from a nest of tightly trimmed dark curls.
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Ty was a little shorter and stockier than Marc. His chest had a light sprinkling of hair that she loved to rub up against. Shannon knew every inch of that body, had traced it with her fingers, tasted it with her tongue. His cock was thicker, the veins bulging beneath the velvety skin. Her mouth watered as she remembered its taste and the weight of it on her tongue. Her sex throbbed with the need to feel him filling her. “Got your fill of looking?” Tyler asked, amusement clear in his voice. She snapped her gaze up from groin-level. “Enough procrastinating. Time for you to strip for us.” Marc nodded in agreement and crossed his arms over his impressive chest. She rose before them on shaky legs. They hadn’t made a production out of stripping, so she wouldn’t either. After quickly unbuttoning, she arched her back, and let the open blouse slither down her arms and pool at her feet. Then she unzipped her skirt, stepped out of it and kicked it away. So they stood there. Three naked people, aroused and nervous as hell. At least she was. Tyler and Marc walked over to her, circled her slowly, almost like two graceful, wild animals, stalking her in a strangely thrilling way. Tyler pounced first. He grabbed her and pulled her to him, crushing his lips to hers as if he couldn’t wait one more second to taste her. His fingers speared through her hair and cupped her head, holding her there. She grasped his shoulders and melted against him, drinking him in and pressing her needy body into his. She felt Marc push against her from behind, but this time it felt completely different. Bare skin slipped against bare skin on both sides of her body and she could barely breathe from the overwhelming sensations. Two hard bodies pressed against her, heating her quickly, both inside and out.
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Marc’s hand ran down her spine, sending shivers along her skin. His heavy bracelet brushed against her in an unfamiliar way that was strangely exciting. When he slid his long fingers between the cheeks of her ass, she shuddered in response. He pushed his thumb against her anus as Tyler nibbled on her lips. They both pressed their hard cocks against her hips and her pussy clenched with the need to be filled. Marc kept the pressure on her puckered hole while he slid a finger farther between her legs, teasing her slick and swollen tissues. Ty plunged his tongue between her lips at almost the same time Marc plunged a finger deep into her core. She gasped from the sudden rush of sensations. Her knees buckled and Tyler caught her by the shoulders before she did something really stupid like fall at their feet. “It didn’t take her long to get hot and wet again,” Marc said with a groan. “I think she likes to be played with.” Ty released her lips and looked deep into her eyes as he said, “She likes to play with toys too.” Her breath caught and she couldn’t drag her gaze away from his. So they were going to talk about her again like she wasn’t there. Shannon didn’t know why it turned her on, but it was so damn hot to stand there and listen to them say those things about her. “Toys?” Marc wrapped one arm around her waist and continued to plunge his finger in and out of her center. “Are you saying she likes to use kinky sex toys?” “We have a whole bag of them at home. She was just complaining tonight that we don’t use them often enough.” Ty stepped away from her, leaving her in Marc’s hands. “Why don’t you take her over to that sofa and I’ll look through these cabinets to see what I can find?”
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Marc slowly dragged his finger from her core and then reached around to slip it into her mouth. She sucked it clean. “Good girl.” He was still behind her, his arm around her waist, and he pulled her tight up against him. His stiff cock rode the crack of her ass hard for just a moment. Then he kissed her cheek gently. “Come on, hon,” he murmured in her ear. He led her over to a long brown sofa. After he sat down, he pulled her onto his lap with her back to him. He spread her legs wide and placed them on either side of his. The air was cool on her wet pussy. He reached around her and covered her breasts with his large hands. She felt so lazy, almost sedated. While intense arousal normally made her feel restless and even a little bossy, right now she found she didn’t mind being led around and talked about. Some other time she might wonder why, but right now there was a hard cock pressed up against her ass and two hands squeezing her breasts. She couldn’t find anything to complain about. She leaned back against Marc and watched Tyler opening drawer after drawer in a long bank of cabinets along one wall. “Wow, they have everything in these drawers,” Tyler said. “What should we use on her first?” He held up a pair of nasty-looking nipple clamps joined by a long silver chain. “What do you think, Marc?” Marc nodded. “Look how tight her nipples are already, like hard red berries.” He reached out and lightly rolled her nipple between his thumb and fingers. She couldn’t stop from pressing into his palms and moaning out loud. Thank goodness they weren’t in the restaurant any longer. “She likes to have them played with, doesn’t she?” “Pinch her nipples harder,” Tyler said. “She likes that.”
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Marc twisted her nipple roughly. Shannon gasped and arched her back. He began to play with both nipples, pinching and rolling them, sending jolts of sensation straight to her core. “You were right about her nipples being sensitive,” Marc said, his breath warm on her cheek, his fingers still plucking her nipples. “I think we have to decorate them with some clamps.” Her nipples prickled just from the thought. It had been a long time since they’d played with the nipple clamps. “Okay. Nipple clamps. Check.” Tyler opened another drawer. “What do you think about a paddle? Maybe a flogger?” He glanced over his shoulder and froze. He slowly turned around to face them, the nipple clamps in one hand, a leather paddle in the other. Shannon tried to imagine the image she made, sprawled on Marc’s lap, her legs widespread, his fingers playing with her nipples. “Wow. I wish I had a camera right now.” She squirmed but Marc held her close. He swept one hand down her side until he reached the curve of her ass. “I like the look of that paddle,” Marc said. “Does she turn a pretty shade of pink when you spank her?” “Sometimes her skin practically glows. She likes it when her ass is all hot and red.” Ty turned the paddle over and over in his hand. “Wait till you feel the heat of her skin.” Marc rubbed her hip, as if he was already imagining how her skin would feel after she’d been paddled. She squirmed again, she couldn’t help it. She did like to be spanked, although Tyler usually just used his hand. Ty came over to them with the clamps and paddle. He set the paddle down on the padded ottoman that was placed in
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front of the sofa, and then he sat down, facing them. He held up the nipple clamps and grinned wickedly. Marc circled her wrists with his long fingers, pulled her hands behind her back and held them there. He kissed the back of her neck. “Just in case, hon.” “Good idea,” Ty said as he leaned forward with the first clamp in his hand. “I usually have her tied to the bed when I put these things on.” Marc laughed. “You don’t need ropes when you’ve got a friend.” Tyler laughed too. He caught her by the back of the neck and leaned in for a hard, quick kiss. Then while she was still breathless from the kiss, he let the first clamp bite down hard on her nipple. In all the times that they’d used the clamps, she’d never gotten used to the initial pain. She cried out as fire burst from her nipple and swept through her chest. Marc held her arms tightly behind her but gently kissed her cheek, murmuring that it would be all right. Reminding her to breathe. Reminding her that it would feel so good. Tyler brushed his fingers lightly over the tender skin of her breast, stroking her, giving her something else to think about beside the pain. Then he rubbed the tip of the clamped nipple with his finger and she sucked in a shaky breath, not able to tell if it felt incredible or hurt like hell. More like both at the same time. When Tyler clamped the other nipple, she gasped for breath while Marc continued to hold her. A couple of tears trickled down her cheek and Tyler kissed them away. Gradually, the fire lessened and her body relaxed again. Her senses were heightened somehow as the burn of pain changed to a glow of pleasure. Her pussy throbbed in time with the tender pulsing in her nipples. “I always knew you were a strong woman,” Marc said softly. He released her arms and they fell heavily to her sides. He rubbed her shoulders again as he’d done before. “You’re lucky to have her, my friend.”
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“I know,” Tyler said. He kissed her gently then sat back and tugged lightly on the heavy chain that swung between her breasts. The sharp pressure upped the sensations that were still bombarding her there. “You look so pretty with your nipples decorated like that.” He picked up the paddle so she could see it. He slowly struck the palm of his hand several times with it, sending a solid thunk over and over through the air. Was he just giving her time to think about him using it on her? To anticipate the pain. And the pleasure. Then he winked at her and said, “I think we should give her a little time to recover before we redden her skin.” “Yeah. And it will give her some time to think about it.” Marc slid his hand over the top of her thigh and tickled the edge of her labia with his fingertip. “She’s so wet and puffy, Ty. So responsive. I think we should see how many times we can get her off tonight.”
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Shannon’s eyes widened at Marc’s words. Tyler had exaggerated when he said she often had multiple orgasms. Occasionally she’d gotten off twice, but she only remembered once when she’d ever had three orgasms in one night. Marc rubbed the tender, slippery flesh between her thighs with his thumb and finger as if he was testing them. She shivered with the buzz of arousal and told herself not to worry about it. “Are there any toys over there to help us with multiple orgasms?” Marc asked. Tyler grinned and jumped up from the stool. “I know just the thing.” Marc took over the nipple chain, bouncing her breasts with quick pulls. Shannon dropped her head back against his shoulder and closed her eyes as the sharp tugs on her nipples were echoed between her legs. God, that felt so good. Marc knew what he was doing. It wouldn’t take much to set her off right now. If he kept that up, she might come just from the nipple stimulation. “How about these?” Tyler asked from across the room. “Yeah. Bring a few over,” Marc replied. Shannon didn’t even lift her head or open her eyes. It wasn’t going to matter what Ty had found in the decadent drawers. She had given herself over to him and Marc. They were directing the play tonight and she knew it would be all right. She trusted them to take care of her. Why worry about it ahead of time? It was better if she didn’t know.
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“Give me those two little ones,” Marc said, eagerness clear in his voice. “You can use the two big ones on her.” Big ones? She wasn’t going to look, even though her curiosity was threatening to get the better of her. She felt Marc reach out around her, using both hands to take whatever it was Tyler was handing him. She tried to stay relaxed as she wondered what they had in mind. Then a chorus of buzzing started up and she recognized the sound. They had a handful of vibrators. Her eyes flew open and she lifted her head to see what was going on. “Don’t move, sweetheart,” Tyler said softly. “Rest your head back on Marc’s shoulder and your hands at your side.” She caught his gaze for a moment, not sure if she could do what he asked. She was starting to feel restless again. But she knew she’d try her best to do whatever he asked of her and so she nodded slowly. He smiled at her and she grinned back. God, she loved his smile. He waited until she’d rested her head back again and then said, “Marc, why don’t you start things off?” Marc pressed the tapered ends of the two small bullet-shaped vibrators to the tips of her clamped nipples and a tidal wave of sensations slammed into her full force. Oh shit, she couldn’t breathe. She couldn’t think. Could only feel the tingles shooting through her sore nipples and straight into her chest. Could only hear the buzz of the vibrator and the occasional clink as the vibrators touched the metal clamps. Could only moan as the buzz and the tingles and the pinching pain threatened to overwhelm her. The intense combination of the clamps and the vibrators narrowed her whole world down to two sensitive nipples.
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She’d been staring at Marc’s large hands pressing the silver vibrators against the tips of her dark red nipples. The visual stimulation proved to be too much on top of the physical. She closed her eyes again and wriggled on his lap. “Look at her, Marc. Look how responsive she is.” Tyler’s voice wove through her senses. “Do you think she can take more?” “Give it to her, Ty,” Marc said, pressing the vibrators even harder against her nipples. “She can take it. Give it all to her.” She rocked her head from side to side on Marc’s shoulder. She didn’t know if she could take anymore. But even as she thought it, Tyler plunged a thick, powerful vibrator deep into her core. She cried out loud. It was too much. It wasn’t enough. The vibrations radiated out from her core, reaching every part of her groin and abdomen. Tremors buzzed through her clit, but not enough to make her come, only enough to tease. Then Ty pressed a round-headed vibrator full against her clit and the orgasm immediately slammed into her with hurricane force. Wave after wave of intense sensations crashed through her body. Shannon could hardly catch her breath as her body bucked beneath the multiple vibrator assault. She cried out, a jumble of incoherent syllables that didn’t even make sense to her own ears. “Let’s give her a break,” Tyler said, and gradually they let up on the vibrators and she slowly settled back down to earth, or rather, into Marc’s arms. Tyler, at least she thought it was Tyler, leaned over and kissed her lips. “You are incredible, sweetheart.” She lifted her eyelids and looked into the face of the man she loved. The smile she gave him was weak but heartfelt. He kissed her again, quickly. Then he grabbed the chain attached to the nipple clamps and tugged sharply. “Up you go.”
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She struggled to get to her feet from her sprawled position. And she didn’t think her nipples could throb any more. “Face down now, Shan.” She could hear the pleasure in Tyler’s voice. “I want her lying across your lap, Marc. I want her ass in the air.” Her eyes widened with Tyler’s words. Oh yeah, the paddle. Marc groaned. “Oh, man, you’re killing me here.” He took advantage of the opportunity to play with the nipple chain as well, pulling her toward him. He laid her across his lap so that her face rested on the sofa cushions and her ass was angled up into the air. Her breasts with their clamped nipples hung over his leg. His stiff erection pressed into her stomach now. He pulled her arms up over her head, well away from the ass Tyler wanted available to him, and held both her wrists down on the cushion with his one large hand. He gently stroked her bottom with his other hand. At least, she thought that was Marc’s hand. The first smack from the paddle wasn’t a surprise, but she yelped anyway. The twin chuckles irritated her more than a little bit. She struggled a little, how could she not, even when she desperately wanted the spanking? Marc held her still, one hand holding down her wrists, the other pressing into the small of her back. She turned her head to the side so she could see Tyler, sitting on the ottoman beside her. His gaze flicked to her face and then back to her bottom. He reached out and rubbed the tender spot where the paddle had landed. “I love the way she wriggles,” Marc said, his voice thick. “She’s turning a little pink,” Tyler said. “Her skin’s already warm.” “Spank her again.” Shannon cried out, just before the paddle landed on her ass again. This time there was no rest period before the next smack. Or the next. He alternated cheeks, sending waves of intense sensations washing over her with each strike.
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She closed her eyes as the smacks jolted her, heated her. Soon her ass was burning, but she was no longer struggling against him. Instead, she found herself raising her hips up to meet each down stroke. Tyler certainly knew how to wield the paddle, though it had been a while since he’d used one on her. Yeah, it hurt, but at the same time, each smack sent shocks of arousal directly to her pussy. She didn’t understand it, but before long, as always, the burning in her ass was nothing compared to the throbs of need pulsing between her legs. “Oh man, she’s making those sounds again.” Marc’s voice pierced through the haze of desire she was wrapped up in. Shannon hadn’t even realized she was making any noise. She rocked her hips, trying to relieve the pressure building between her legs, but it didn’t do any good. She was close. So close. Then the paddling stopped and she cried out again. “Look how red she is,” Tyler murmured. He rubbed her tender skin. How could it hurt and yet feel so good? She whimpered and rocked her hips. He ignored her. “Marc, feel how hot she is.” Marc took his hand off her back and gently placed it on her burning ass. “Man, she’s on fire.” She moaned and wriggled against him. Her pussy was throbbing, aching. “You think she’s ready to come again?” “She’s probably pretty close,” Ty said. “Let’s get her a little closer.” He smacked her already sore skin again and she opened her eyes and growled at him. He laughed and used the paddle again as he loved to do. As she loved him to do. But she didn’t know how much more she’d be able to take. Then Tyler spoke so softly she barely heard him say to Marc, “Reach under her. One touch should do it.” Then he spanked her, hard, one more time. Marc’s long finger brushed against her clit and she nearly shot off the sofa when the orgasm hit her. Her body bucked uncontrollably as her climax rocked
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her over and over again. She burst out with a series of cries and curses at the top of her lungs. She didn’t even know when Tyler stopped paddling her, but she suddenly found herself cradled in his arms and tears were streaming down her cheeks from the onslaught of sensations. “Are you okay, sweetheart?” Tyler asked, holding her close. She smiled up at him through her tears. “I’m more than okay.” She swallowed. “A little shaky at the moment, but I’m definitely more than okay.” Marc reached out and ran his hand over her hair. The concern on his face was touching. Tyler met his gaze and held it. Shannon wondered at the way they could communicate without words. Tyler looked back down at her, where her head was cradled in the crook of his arm, her body curled around his on the ottoman. He shifted, bringing her more into a seated position on his lap, her head now resting on his shoulders, her tender butt across his thighs. His rock hard erection pressed into her leg, reminding her that while she’d come three times already—three times?—they were still waiting for their release. She tried to sit up straight. “You guys have got to be hurting. It’s time for me to take care of you.” Ty didn’t let up his hold on her, instead brushed his lips lightly over hers. “Listen, Shan, we have to get the clamps off first.” “Shit.” With everything else that had been going on, the dull throb in her nipples had been barely noticeable. But now that she thought about them again, they pulsed with a deep, penetrating ache. She also knew from past experience that it was going to hurt like hell when the clamps came off and the blood started flowing back into the compressed tissue. She couldn’t help but wince. “Yeah. Okay.”
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Ty looked at Marc. “I’m going to try to distract her a little. You go ahead and take them off when you’re ready.” Shannon almost laughed at the concern these guys showed now, when they hadn’t worried at all about causing her a little erotic pain a few minutes ago. But at the moment she didn’t feel like laughing. Tyler put a hand between her legs and began to toy with the already sensitized flesh. Tingles started right up again, and although it was partly because of the stimulation of Tyler’s fingers, she knew it was also because of the anticipation of the pain that would hit her nipples, which was another kind of stimulation she didn’t really understand, but recognized anyway. She dropped her head back onto Ty’s shoulder and looked at Marc, who was staring at her clamped nipples. His expression held a mixture of arousal and dread. She reached out and touched his hand. “It’s okay. I’m ready. I may scream at the top of my lungs, but you won’t be actually killing me.” Marc’s chuckle was half groan. Shannon closed her eyes and tried to relax. She knew from experience that tensing up didn’t help at all. When he released the first nipple, she did scream for all she was worth as the pain made her feel as if her nipple was going to explode. She arched her back and cursed out Tyler and Marc and anyone else she could think of. She’d barely had time to catch her breath when he released the other nipple. She couldn’t hold back the screams this time either as the pain shot from her nipples and into her chest. Two sets of lips gently swept over her, calming her, soothing her. The ache that had spread through her chest gradually subsided, but the throbbing between her thighs hadn’t lessened one bit. She actually felt the flutterings of another imminent orgasm. Before long the two mouths on her were no longer soothing, but arousing. No longer kissing, but licking. Softly sucking. Gently teasing.
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Tyler’s hard erection pushed into her still-tender bottom. Marc’s stiff cock pressed into her hips. Though she’d love to succumb to another orgasm, Shannon felt selfish, letting them give her all this attention while they’d had none given to them. She knew they had to be hurting. Had to be dying for some relief. “It’s your turn now,” she said. They ignored her, kept on moving their mouths over her. Her voice had sounded a little rough, so she cleared her throat and spoke again. “I said it’s your turn now, guys.” “No way, sweetheart,” Ty said, lifting his lips from where he’d been nibbling on her throat. “This is your birthday present. It’s all about you tonight.” She struggled to sit up, but they didn’t let her. “But I want to give you some attention now. Both of you.” “It’s your night, Shannon,” Marc said, then swiped his tongue along her tender nipple. “We’re doing this all for you.” “Okay then.” She held on to both their shoulders and hauled herself up straight. “What if I say I want to go to that bed over there right now?” She pointed to the huge bed on the other side of the room. “What if I want to stop with the toys and get on with the sex?” Both of the guys grinned widely. Ty looked at Marc. “She wants to get on with the sex.” Marc shrugged and winked at her. “It’s her birthday.” He swept her up into his arms and carried her over to the extra wide, extra large bed, placing her gently in the center of the mattress. Ty followed them across the room and stretched her out on her back on the soft chocolate-brown coverlet. Both of her handsome guys stood beside the bed, looking down on her. Their eyes were shadowed with desire, their cocks dark and swollen. She shivered with anticipation of another kind.
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“I love you, sweetheart,” Tyler said, his voice rough with passion. He climbed onto the mattress, sliding his body along hers until he covered her completely, skin to glorious skin. He kissed her soundly, but when she reached out to wrap her arms around him, Marc grasped her wrists and stretched her arms above her head. She hadn’t even noticed that he’d circled the bed to the other side. He folded her fingers around the bunched up edge of the covers at the edge of the mattress. “Hold on to this and don’t let go.” Marc got up onto the mattress and knelt beside her, his knees brushing against her rib cage, his cock rubbing against the side of her breast. Tyler slid back down her body, kissing her sensitized skin as he went. He spread her thighs wide and stared down at her. He glanced up at Marc. “She’s so pink and swollen. And still so wet.” He swiped his finger through her slick lips and she shivered. She held on tighter to the covers. “She’s really into this,” Marc said. He swept her hair off her face and stared down at her, his eyes dark, his expression intense. He leaned over and nibbled on her throat. Gentle tingles shimmered over her. Tyler was still playing between her thighs, plucking and rolling her swollen labia, adding more sensations to her system. She could barely catch her breath and then Marc covered her mouth with his and she thought she could drown in the wash of arousal. His hard lips slid passionately over hers. He nibbled at her lower lip, sucking it into his mouth. “She tastes so good,” Marc said when he released her lips. Shannon gasped for breath. He swept his lips over her face, leaving wet kisses on her cheeks, her eyelids, her jawline. Then he took her mouth again, hungrily plunging his tongue between her teeth. She opened to him and let him sweep around her mouth, lapping her up.
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Tyler chose that moment to dive between her legs with his busy lips. Her groan of pleasure was lost in Marc’s mouth. Ty sucked on her sensitive flesh as he massaged her inner walls with the tips of his thumbs. He knew that always drove her crazy. His tongue began to lap up her juices between her legs as Marc was doing with her mouth. They were devouring her and she never felt so alive. So young. So crazy. “Now to taste those juicy nipples.” Marc stretched out on the mattress and grasped the nearest breast with both hands. “I’ll try to be gentle, hon.” “Okay.” She discovered quickly that there had been no ill effects from the clamps. When he covered the tip with his hot mouth, the pleasure made her arch her body once again. She pushed her breast closer to Marc’s mouth. Pushed her pussy closer to Ty’s. Tyler ran his tongue up her slit and sucked her clit into his mouth. Marc ran his tongue around her nipple and then sucked it deeply into his mouth. Sparks shot through her body. Pleasure pulsed through her veins. Delicious tension spiraled tighter and tighter. This was her fantasy come true. She couldn’t stop the guttural cries that escaped her lips and echoed through the room. Couldn’t stop her body from writhing beneath the two mouths and four hands dedicated to her pleasure. Her fingers hurt from grasping the bedclothes so tightly, but she didn’t want to let go. Didn’t want to risk anything that might stop them from doing exactly what they were doing to her at this moment. When Marc scraped his teeth across her nipple, pressure built within her until she thought she might burst. And when Tyler rubbed her clit between his teeth, another orgasm slammed into her with the force of a freight train. She had no control over the way her body rocked on the soft mattress. Marc and Tyler
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didn’t let up. They continued to work their mouths on her, keeping her bucking beneath them longer than she ever had before. Finally she was limp and panting, nothing more than a satisfied blob on the bed. A shaky laugh escaped her lips and she opened her eyes to see two handsome, highly aroused men staring down at her. She had to swallow before she could croak out a shaky, “Wow!” Tyler’s face was wet with her juices. She always loved to see him like that. She released her grip on the bedclothes and held out her arms to her husband. He slid up her body and didn’t waste any time plunging his hard cock into her ready core. She cupped his face with her hands and kissed him, tasting herself on his lips. She rocked her hips, taking him deeper within her, loving the way he filled her. The way he always filled her. He grasped her hips and started the slow inand-out rhythm that rubbed her in all the right places. She closed her eyes and dropped her head back, let her arms fall to her side. Her hand bumped against a naked knee. Her eyes flew open. Marc. He knelt beside them, watching her and Tyler making love. His strong fingers were wrapped around his rigid cock, pulling on it in long, hard strokes. She caught his shadowed gaze and he smiled slowly, a bit sadly. He was honoring his promise to be only there to pleasure her. But he deserved more than to masturbate while she and Ty made love. “Let me turn over.” “What?” Poor Tyler. His eyes were a bit unfocused. He was in the middle of a fucking high. “I want to get up on my knees.” She gave him a lot of credit for pulling out of her and letting her change position. She turned over and got up on her hands and knees, her ass facing
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Tyler. Winking at him over her shoulder, she parted her thighs. “It’s all yours.” Tyler grabbed her hips and thrust into her again, taking her even deeper than he did before. Man, that was good. Shannon looked up at Marc and smiled. “Come here, hon.” He didn’t ask what she had in mind, obviously knew what she was willing to do for him. But honestly, it was for her too. Marc crawled over and knelt in front of her. He grasped on to her head with both hands, his jaw tense. She eagerly opened her mouth and he plunged his cock between her lips, riding her tongue, not stopping until he hit the back of her throat. She did her best not to gag, relaxing her throat as much as she could. Tyler pounded into her from behind, rocking her body, pushing her forward and at the same time pushing Marc’s cock further down her throat. Marc thrust into her mouth, rocking her body as well, driving her back toward Ty, thrusting his cock deeper inside her. They soon found a rhythm to their thrusts, her body rocking wildly between them. She was filled from both ends, two hard cocks rubbing against her hot, wet recesses, taking their pleasure from her. The mattress bounced, the springs creaked. Their passion-rough groans created an erotic harmony in the air around them. Ty was close. She could tell in the way he tensed, the way he suddenly picked up the pace. He reached around her to find her clit with his experienced fingers. She shuddered as soon as he touched her. She was still so sensitive, she knew it wouldn’t take much for him to set her off yet again. Marc was grunting, plunging harder, the tip of his cock rubbing against the roof of her mouth. She rubbed her tongue along the underside of his erection then winced as his hold on her hair tightened. He began to shake and let out a rough cry as he came, sending warm come spurting into her mouth.
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She was struggling to swallow the squirting stream when Tyler climaxed with a roar. He pinched her clit and she was lost. Her body shook with the most amazing orgasm of the night. Her inner muscles clenched around Tyler’s surging cock at the same time that she sucked on Marc’s spasming cock. She’d never been bombarded by so many sensations in her life. She’d never taken so much, experienced so much, given so much back. Maybe she wasn’t too old to be sexy and spontaneous after all. They collapsed into an exhausted heap on the mattress, a mass of arms and legs and sweat-slicked skin. Eventually they rolled onto their backs, side by side, across the mattress. They were breathing hard, groaning and laughing out loud. Shannon reached out and found their hands, still wanting to be connected to both of them. As soon as she finally had the energy, she rolled over to one side and kissed Tyler long and hard. “Thank you for my birthday present.” Then she rolled the other way and kissed Marc just as long and hard. “I’m so glad to see you again.” “I’ve missed you guys,” he replied, his voice rough. “So when are you going to be in town again?” He propped up on one elbow and laughed. “Sounds like this family reunion thing is going to be an annual event.” “Really?” she asked with a grin. Tyler propped up on his elbow on the other side of her and she gazed up at him, trying to read his expression. She couldn’t help but wonder what he would think about the direction this conversation was taking. Would he be willing to make this more than a one-time experience? Would he be upset with her for even suggesting it?
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She didn’t have to worry. He grinned and leaned over to kiss her with a quick combination of lips and teeth and tongue. When he released her, he winked. “Think we can reserve this room a year ahead?” Shannon just lay there, looking up at her two lovers, grinning like a fool. This had been one hell of a birthday, one where, thanks to her husband and an old friend, she recaptured her wild youth. Now she knew it wasn’t the number of candles on her cake that mattered, but her attitude and a healthy dose of kink. Suddenly, she couldn’t wait to turn thirty-one.
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About the Author
Natasha Moore fell in love with the written word as soon as she could read. As she grew up, she discovered romance and now enjoys the chance to add some extra sizzle to her stories. She lives in New York State with her real life hero who is happy to tell everyone that he’s her inspiration. They travel in their RV whenever possible. The great thing about writing is she can take it anywhere. To learn more about Natasha Moore, please visit www.natashamoore.com. Send an email to Natasha Moore at
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Now Available: The Ride of Her Life The Passion-Minded Professor Bound by Design Binding Ties See Me Paolo’s Playground Flaunt It Risk It
Coming Soon: Paolo’s Playground Plaything
Time to put out…or get out.
Risk It
© 2011 Natasha Moore Paolo’s Playhouse, Book 2 On the outside, Amy has the American dream. Two busy kids, a job she loves, a big house thanks to her husband’s climb up the corporate ladder. What she hasn’t had in a long time…is sex. Sure, she’s too exhausted at night to think about it, but maybe Will’s long hours at work aren’t the real reason he rarely touches her anymore. Feeling her marriage teetering on the edge, she rents the voyeur room at Paolo’s Playhouse. Maybe bringing back the memory of the one wicked thing they used to do together will relight the sparks. Will loves his wife, but she’s never been one to take chances—except for the time before kids, when they’d camp out in a club’s back booth, getting all worked up watching the dirty dancers. Their careers have seriously cut into their “us” time, and if she’s booked them a sexual playroom, it sounds like she’s serious about solving the problem. When Will shows up way, way late, Amy wonders why she bothered, and if her plan to relight the flame has only made it painfully clear that it’s too late to try. Warning: Sparks flying, angry words flying, clothes flying, and a loving couple trying to find their way back to each other. Enjoy the following excerpt for Risk It: “I hope you enjoy your stay here.” Paolo began to turn away then stopped and took her hand. Kissed it. “Just because your husband has been delayed doesn’t mean you can’t enjoy yourself to the fullest while you are here.” He
spoke the words slowly, carefully. “We all have to satisfy ourselves sometimes, don’t we?” She swallowed. “Yes, of course.” She knew what he was talking about, but there was no way she could enjoy this fantasy room by herself. She didn’t want to stay here alone and watch other people having sex. She’d sneak out in a few minutes and go back to her empty house, take care of all the housework waiting at home, like any other night. But she didn’t want this to be like any other night. Once Paolo closed the door behind him, Amy glanced around the room again. She didn’t want to see the empty bed, didn’t need the reminder that she wouldn’t be using that wide mattress tonight. She dropped her purse by the wall and shut the light back off, plunging the room into darkness. Now the room was more like a movie theater with a wide screen and comfortable seating. She trembled slightly as she crossed the floor to stand in front of the window to the next room. A pretty, petite blonde stood in front of the window wearing a silky silver dress. She looked as if she was staring right at Amy. She shivered even though she knew the blonde couldn’t see her. A tall, pleasant-looking young man with light brown hair stood behind the blonde. He was bare-chested, watching her with an adoring expression on his face. They were talking, but of course Amy couldn’t tell what they were saying to each other. The pretty blonde swayed her hips to music Amy couldn’t hear. Slowly, seductively, the blonde drew her skirt up along her thighs, teasing her man. When she flashed a peek at her smoothly waxed sex, Amy’s breath caught in her throat. She swallowed, hard, and kept watching. The man had his hands on the blonde in an instant, wrapping her in his embrace. Amy’s breasts began to ache as she watched him cover his girl’s breasts
with his long fingers. Amy saw the young woman’s reaction in the way she moved against him, the way her lips parted and her eyes closed. She reached back and grasped Lover Boy’s head, and then arched her back. She pushed her breasts so close to the mirror, Amy thought she heard his knuckles thud on the glass. Amy could almost feel his hands on her skin, imagine the pads of his fingers brushing along the surface, gently at first, sending shivers of desire dancing along her body. Would his hands be smooth and soft, stroking her like rich velvet? Or were they rough and calloused? Would they lightly scrape her skin, maybe even leave tiny scratches on her breasts as a reminder of his hands on her? She couldn’t remember the last time Will had taken the time to make love to her breasts the way this young man was doing for his girl. Amy had almost forgotten the pleasure that kind of stimulation had brought her. Amy kicked off her shoes and dropped onto one of the large, soft pillows lying in front of the sofa. She leaned back against the sofa, parting her thighs before she’d even realized it. Her skirt rode up, bunching at her hips. She watched the blonde pull her lover’s head down and capture his lips in a hard, hungry kiss. Amy moaned and moistened her lips with her tongue, imagining how he would taste. Would he have a light, peppermint taste or a darker one laced with coffee or maybe whiskey? It had been so long since she’d kissed a man other than Will that she couldn’t even remember what it was like. She’d always loved the slip and slide of wet kisses. When had she and Will last indulged in a long, hot kiss, one that wet her lips and her panties at the same time? Why didn’t they do that anymore? There were so many things they didn’t do anymore.
Amy’s thighs parted farther as the young man kissed his way down the blonde’s body. He nipped the back of her neck and tingles ran down Amy’s spine. He kissed the girl’s shoulders and Amy shivered. He licked his way down the blonde’s back until he knelt behind her, and Amy squirmed in her seat. He unzipped the dress, and when it fell to the floor Amy saw the girl was completely naked underneath. She hadn’t even bothered with any fancy underwear. Her young man apparently didn’t miss them either. Why had she spent the time and money on the black lace push-up bra and the matching panties? She’d hoped it might make her seem sexy to Will again. Maybe she should have made more of an effort, before it was too late. Through the window she watched the young man run his hands over the blonde’s body. Will used to touch her like that, as if she were adored. As if he thought she was someone special. She swallowed when the young man rolled his girlfriend’s nipples with his long fingers. Amy’s nipples prickled and throbbed, almost as if he were playing with her nipples too. Amy let out a ragged cry. She tore her blouse off and tossed it away. With trembling hands, she unhooked the bra her husband would never see and let it fall to the floor. She squeezed her bare breasts as she’d imagined the young man doing a few minutes before, wincing as she dug her fingers roughly into her flesh. She threw her head back and plucked at her aching nipples. As she twisted the sensitive buds, she tried to take her mind off the man who wasn’t there. The man she loved, even though he couldn’t make the time to be there with her. Sparks of need shot from her nipples to straight between her legs, and her pussy clenched. Lover Boy pulled the pretty blonde into his arms again. This time when they kissed, she brushed her naked body against him. Slowly. Sensuously. Rubbed her firm skin against his bare chest and the thick bulge in his trousers. It was a
sensual dance that made Amy’s pulse quicken. Her breath caught in her throat. Their love was so evident in every touch, every movement. In the sweep of her hands and the brush of her breasts and the touch of thigh against thigh. As she watched, Amy’s body crawled with erotic sensations, her body throbbing with desire. She’d forgotten how hot it was to watch. Her fingers stroked her skin, so soft beneath her fingertips. Her caresses brought even more incredible sensations sweeping through her. When she closed her eyes, whose hands did she feel touching her so intimately? The young man busy with his own woman? Or the husband who’d left her alone tonight? Stop being stupid! They were her own damn hands. She pinched her nipples roughly, trying to take her mind off Will and broken promises. Back onto the erotic need finally building again. She didn’t need him. She could take care of herself. She slid one hand down to cup the hot wet spot between her legs. Her panties were soaked and the pressure from her palm teased her clit. Prickles shot through her, both from the nipple tightening beneath her punishing fingers and from her swollen clit aching to be touched. Her pussy throbbed and her heart raced and— The door opened and a sliver of light broke through the darkness. She quickly sat up straight and yanked her hands from her breast and panties. When she turned her head, she saw Will, still dressed in his dark business suit, standing in the doorway. His brown hair shone in the light from the hallway. His face was half in the shadows. She didn’t want to feel the burst of joy that came from his arrival, didn’t want to hear the voice inside her that cried, “He’s here!” “Amy.” His voice was breathless.
Adolescent fantasies can grow into very adult realities.
Island Idyll
© 2011 Jess Dee A Bandicoot Cove Story Sienna James has come to Bandicoot Cove to mourn the end of her eight-year relationship with Ben Cowley. The last person she expects to meet is the star of every one of her high school fantasies. Joshua Lye is not only as appealing as he was in high school, he reveals she was the main feature in his adolescent wet dreams. As kids they never got it together. But they’re adults now, and there’s nothing keeping them apart. When Ben arrives at the resort determined to win Sienna back, finding another man in her bed kind of throws a spanner in the works. But he isn’t deterred. Rather than admit defeat, he comes up with an alternative plan: Let Sienna sleep with both men—at the same time. Then she can make an informed decision as to which man she wants. Sienna shouldn’t want to go through with this shockingly sexy plan, but she does. Desperately. Except after the sexual storm passes, she could have it all…or be left holding an empty heart. Warning: Contains a suggestion beyond risqué, a solution beyond orgasmic, and two men who know how to play dirty. Really, really dirty. Enjoy the following excerpt for Island Idyll: The relative darkness might cloak them in privacy, but they still stood in the open where anyone could walk past. A thrill shot through her. “Touch me,” she whispered. “Please.”
Hot breaths of air tickled her neck and he moved his arm down until he found the hemline of her barely-there dress. His fingers slipped beneath it. Silver heat prickled her leg as his hand feathered over her skin. She held her breath. Couldn’t exhale. Forgot how. He brushed against her thong. “Ah!” Her exclamation was a breathless gasp. If she’d been aroused before Josh arrived, she was a livewire now. A pulse throbbed in her pussy, so forcefully she was sure he could feel it vibrating through his hand and arm. “More,” she begged shamelessly, and widened her stance to give him easier entry. She needed his touch. Needed it more than she needed her next breath. “Si,” he whispered, his voice rougher than she expected. But then her own voice had come out a good three tones lower than usual, the result of the carnal desire that held her transfixed. He thrust against her ass, pressing his erection into the cleft, her dress and his pants a sensual barrier she’d as soon weren’t there. “God, I missed this. Missed you.” Missed her? In the last forty-five minutes? She’d have laughed at his sentimentality—if she wasn’t burning for him. “Please,” she begged again. “Touch me. I need…need you to.” His groan was guttural and coincided perfectly with the instant his finger slid beneath the crotch of her thong and brushed against her pussy lips. Her knees buckled at the contact, and he held her tighter, supporting her, keeping her standing. “I’ve got you, baby,” he reassured as he ran his finger over the seam between her lips, once, twice, driving her crazy, making every nerve ending come to life. When he dipped it inside, gently, slowly, the liquid that had pooled there oozed out, coating his finger, wetting her panties. Her jaw dropped open, and she emitted a soundless cry.
“Oh yeah. Just like it should be,” Josh murmured. Softly, deliciously, he fucked her, as if he’d been doing this all his life, stroking his finger in and out, adding another, brushing his thumb over her clit. Good. So damn good. So unbelievably good. Her brain short-circuited, refusing to work. Every thought she had fled her mind. She was nothing but a ball of pleasure, a leaf floating closer and closer to the pinnacle of ecstasy. “Oh, yeah,” Josh crooned in her ear. “That’s it, baby. Ride my fingers.” He thrust again against her ass, in time with movement of his fingers. “Ride my cock.” An unsettled flutter of…something shivered through her, and was gone as Josh caressed her clit, exerting a fraction more pressure than before. The pleasure was almost excruciating. The bubbles of laughter from close by a powerful aphrodisiac. Sienna burned from the inside out, her pussy the apex of her excitement. “Come for me, baby,” he encouraged. “Come on my fingers.” Tiny quivers rocked her inner walls. Baby? Another flutter of disquiet worried her and was gone. “Anyone could catch us,” he whispered. “Could catch you, rocking on my hand.” She whimpered, fear mingling with blatant excitement. “Let go, baby. Before they find us.” Baby. Not right. Something’s wrong. No, nothing was wrong. Everything was right. Wantonly, carnally right.
“Uh-oh.” His voice was even lower than before and softer. His fingers continued their tempestuous strokes. “Someone’s coming. Walking off the path. Headed…headed towards us.” Her breath vanished. Her heart raced. “He’s close. Quick. Now, baby. Come, now.” Not baby. Princess! Sensation overwhelmed her. The quivers detonated into full-on convulsions and Sienna climaxed on his hand. Her pussy pulsed, clasping his fingers within, holding them there even as his thumb pressed harder, making the orgasm stretch out. And out. And out. She held in the scream she wanted to emit, groaned his name instead. “Josh.” The hand inside her stilled. The shoulder her head rested on turned rigid. “Josh?” he rasped. Ice-cold fury radiated from him, freezing the pleasure within. “Who the fuck is Josh?” “That…would be me,” another voice said. A voice just a little to her right, and almost as cold and angry as the voice in her ear. Dizziness assaulted Sienna. The world went out of focus. Baby. He extracted his fingers and stepped back, leaving her shaky and off-balance. Spicy aftershave. She grabbed the back of the bench, clutched it tight. Long shirt, long pants. Deep voice. Deeper than this afternoon, yet so recognizable. So…known. She prayed futilely for balance. The familiarity of it all. The stars above swung around her, and any oxygen that had once fed the island simply dissolved in the humidity. She couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t think.
Josh was next to her, not behind her. Baby. Not Princess. Baby! Oh, dear God. She turned her head, knowing what she’d see before she met his gaze. Knowing it would not be longish, sun-bleached brown hair or green eyes. Knowing the cheeks would be smooth-shaven and the hair cropped short and black as night. “Ben.” The name fell from her lips in a breathless whisper. What was he doing here? When had he arrived? Why was he here? What did he want? And dear God, why now? Why, why, why?
It takes more than a rock star to rock your world. Sometimes you need a friend.
Tropical Sin
© 2011 Lexxie Couper A Bandicoot Cove Story McKenzie Wood has just spied her ticket out of tabloid journalism. A rumorshrouded rock star who thinks he’s incognito at Bandicoot Cove resort. With a little help from her BFF she’ll be on her way to serious work in no time. Aiden’s perfect for the job—pulse-pounding gorgeous, and probably gay. After all, she’s never seen him date anyone. Aiden Rogers admits it’s pretty damned pathetic that he can rush into burning buildings, but not have the guts to tell McKenzie he’s in love with her. No way can he tell his best friend he’d like to do some seriously sinful things to her, especially since she’s never shown one iota of sexual interest. Nick Blackthorne looks forward to some “unfamous” down-time in his home country. He’s surprised to find his creative muse stirred—more like brought to rigid attention—by a couple so sexy that all he can think about is the three of them. Together. Three bodies move together as one, and the music becomes a smoldering beat that rivals the island’s heat. When the truth inevitably comes out, the heat might be enough to save three souls…or end up just another sinner’s lament. Warning: One plus one plus one equals OMG sex, are-you-freaking-kidding-me orgasms and some serious mind-blowing climaxes. Enjoy the following excerpt for Tropical Sin: Aidan didn’t just scramble from the bed; he leapt from it. He stared hard at the rock star leaning in the threshold, his heart thumping fast. “What the fuck
are—?” he began, a second before Nick’s gaze slid to him and he realized he was standing in the middle of a hotel room with his tackle—still semi-hard and probably glistening with McKenzie’s juices—on show. Jaw clamping shut, glare locked on Nick’s smiling face, he shoved his dick back into his cargos and yanked up his fly. What the hell was Nick Blackthorne doing here? And what the hell did he mean “join in”? “Nick?” McKenzie’s startled voice shattered the suffocating silence, and from the corner of Aidan’s eye he saw her step back from the open door, her eyebrows dipping in a stunned frown. “I…we…you…” She stammered over the personal pronouns, each one passing her lips in a short, breathless hiccup, her normal poise nowhere to be seen. The rock star raised his eyebrows, a grin Aidan would have sworn was cheeky playing with his lips, if not for the hesitation in his eyes. And the uncertainty. Nick himself, it seemed, didn’t really know why he was here. Or what was going to happen next. “How can we help you, Nick?” Aidan held the man’s stare, a heavy beat thumping in his temple, his throat. If what the singer was going to suggest was what Aidan suspected… An unbidden image flickered through his head, McKenzie, naked, pressed between them both, her head thrown back as both Nick’s mouth and his own explored the perfection of her throat, her breasts. His pulse quickened and his balls—so recently depleted—grew hard. Jesus Christ, what was he thinking? “I came to ask…” Nick paused, rubbing at his mouth with a hand before raking it through his hair; hair, Aidan couldn’t help but notice, much more messy than it had been at the bar. “I wanted…” He let out a harsh breath,
shaking his head and stepping backward. “Fuck,” he muttered, turning his face away, “where’s the cool fucking rock star when I need him?” Aidan’s pulse beat faster. He narrowed his eyes, knowing he should do something, say something. But what? What exactly did he want to say? Before he could work that out, however, Nick swung his stare back to them both, looking first at McKenzie and then Aidan, a calm resolution falling over his face. A face hundreds of thousands of women—and likely a few men— fantasized about over and over again. A face, when combined with a voice unlike any the world had heard, that elevated Nick Blackthorne beyond fantasies. “I want to have a threesome,” he said, that ambiguous accent almost all Australian now. “So fucking much I’m aching all over.” McKenzie’s mouth fell open, but not before Aidan was at her side, his stare locked on Nick. “I think—” he started, but Nick cut him off, his gaze holding Aidan’s with just as much force. “I haven’t heard music, lyrics, for a long time. Too long to remember.” He let out a ragged sigh. “I haven’t felt alive for a long time either. I’ve been dead inside for so long I’d forgotten what it was like to feel anything. But the second I heard McKenzie laugh—” he closed his eyes for a moment, an expression of sheer rapture crossing his face, “—the second I saw her in your arms…” He opened his eyes and looked at Aidan, and that haunted, hesitant torment was back on his face. “I want to be a part of your intimacy.” Something heavy and hot surged through Aidan’s veins, though his body. “What you’re saying,” he said, keeping his voice calm, modulated, “is you want to make love to the one woman you know I’ve wanted forever?” McKenzie gasped. Nick’s nostrils flared. “Yes,” he nodded. “While you do as well.”
“You want to…” McKenzie’s unfinished question, uttered on a shaking breath, should have torn Aidan’s stare from Nick’s. But it didn’t. “I want to lose myself in the magic of your desire for each other,” Nick continued, the words low and smooth, and yet at the same time rough and husky. “Just standing here now, looking at you both, looking at the room behind you…the rumpled sheets, the rumpled hair…the scent of your pleasure streaming into my body with each breath I take…” He closed his eyes again for a split second, shaking his head as if moved by something Aidan couldn’t experience. Or maybe already had? “Arousing,” Nick growled, and it was a growl. Guttural and barely controlled, it was the horniest sound Aidan had ever heard a man make. “So damn arousing.” He looked at them again. “I’m assailed by images of you both together. Ever since you left me at the bar, Aidan, ever since I knew you were coming back here to claim the woman of your dreams, I can’t stop seeing you together, moving together… Fuck me, I can’t stop wanting to be a part of that.” Aidan’s mouth went dry. “I don’t want to intrude on your intimacy.” Nick shook his head again, even as he moved his stare to McKenzie, his eyes beseeching. “I know you need time alone, but damn it, just for once, I want to be a part of something so very few people in the world ever get the chance to experience: true bliss.” He returned his stare to Aidan. “McKenzie is so fucking gorgeous.” The sides of his lips twitched a little in a small smile. “And God help me, the thought of you making love to her…” He left the rest of the sentence dangling between them, saying instead, “I hear music again. I feel it in my soul, but the song isn’t finished.” He paused
again, his Adam’s apple rolling up and down in his throat. “Just one day, that’s all I ask. Just one day, the rest of this day. Please.”