I've been having too much fun over here so here's another sneak peak of my upcoming series. Enjoy, xoxo!
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Andrew moved the hair from my neck and brushed his lips along my shoulder. I took another swig of scotch allowing the alcohol to yank me back to reality.
“No. This is crazy,” I cried, stepping away from both of them. “I hardly know either of you. What kind of woman do you take me for?” The words burned me as they left my mouth. What kind of woman was I? The kind who seduces another woman’s man and hides the pleasure she gains from it under a business name. That’s what kind. My conversation with Nicole returned to me. Cringing at the thought of Lucca’s rejection, I took another swig. Maybe I was out of touch. Maybe I was forgetting it was all a game and I needed to be retaught the rules. Liam and Andrew continued to stare, unabashed by their plans to have their way with me. And I couldn’t believe for one second that I was entertaining the proposition until Andrew unbuttoned his shirt.
“Yes.” The words barely tumbled out before Liam had me pinned against the refrigerator. His mouth pressed firmly against mine, parting my lips so he could get a better taste. Andrew peeled off his shirt and started unbuttoning my jeans. His hand slipped down past my waist band. Instantly I was wet. This was happening. My mind was running through every scenario as Andrew’s fingers probed the thin cotton of my thong. Liam stripped off my shirt and began flicking his tongue across my erect nipples. I stifled a moan but Andrew caught it just in time to sneak past my thong and sink a finger inside of me. My body quivered and I bucked my hips against his hand.
“You like that?” he groaned in my ear, moving me away from the fridge and bending me over the island. I nodded ferociously, biting my lip to keep from crying out. The cold marble counter top made my nipples even harder as Andrew wrapped a hand in my hair and pushed my face down. He grabbed the crotch of my thong and yanked it down out of the way.
Another finger slipped inside of me. Liam had stepped away, almost nude aside from his pants which he began to unbutton. I hoped he’d be inside of me before this was over. Andrew jerked my head back, cramming in another finger.
“Oh, fuck,” I cried out, placing my hands over the edge of the counter.
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