[My sneak peek today is a sexy menage romance by Clare Dargin. Enjoy! ~ Lisabet]
Blurb
Jilly
Reimers wants love but can't find it. Chris Spinell is a veteran of
the war in Afghanistan who suffers from PTSD and a haunting feeling
that something is missing in his life. Chris Poole is also an
Afghanistan war veteran is ready to break out of his shell but is
unsure how.
With
Christmas just around the corner, they decide not to spend it alone.
Believing The Love Play Matchmaking Service to be just what they need
for a night of fun and passion, they sign up. But when the guys show
up and see that they've been set up on a menage, the only one happy
about it is Jilly.
Their
consultant, called an Eros, assures Jilly that the service has a
perfect track record but she's certain they'll be the first ones to
get their money back. Will they have a very merry Christmas? Or will
the three spend yet another one alone?
A
Siren Erotic Romance
Excerpt
Chris
S. slipped her undies over her round hips. They slid down her
baby-like skin, exposing her shaved mound. More blood flowed to his
dick, making whimper.
“God,”
he said, fighting tears.
Through
gritted his teeth and clenched his eyes, he forced himself to
maintain control. It was getting to be damn near impossible.
Everything about her was fucking outstanding. Lips, breasts, skin and
pussy. He was ready to fill her pussy with his thick, hard dick.
He
slid his finger into the folds of her wet interior. The thin crease
surrounded by supple labia oozed moisture from her tight and tiny
hole. He slid a finger inside her hole, and her taut muscles quivered
at his touch.
“You
want it?” he asked.
She
moaned “yes” before being silenced by the other Chris’s mouth.
He inched her legs apart. Moving in just right, he tasted her.
Explosions went off in his brain. She was pure, simple, clean and
honeyed. He wanted to mark her as his own. Delving his tongue in and
out of her tight hole, he held her still, allowing her juices to
saturate his mouth.
Lifting
her legs, he opened her wider, curling her upward, burying his face
in her mound. His breaths increased as his heart rate grew frantic.
His hard dick, standing at full scale attention, threatened to bust a
nut if he didn’t stop.
Pulling
away, he set her down gently. “Got to go get a condom.”
The
other Chris looked up, his eyes equally as dazed as he felt.
She
swallowed, seeming breathless. “My bag, by the wall.”
The
time for being cool had passed. Quicker than he’d wanted and less
suave, he dashed toward it, finally seeing the stash. Grabbing the
entire lot, along with a bottle of lubricating gel, he opened the box
and pulled out two, handing one to Chris and keeping the other for
himself. Setting it aside, he removed his shorts, exposing his aching
dick to the room’s cool air. He grimaced as he slid the latex over
his shaft. It hurt with a pain that would only be relieved by what
Jilly had to offer. He squeezed the gel, which had the scent of
strawberries, onto his palm. He fisted his hand and soaked his
condom-wrapped rod with the smooth, thick liquid. The mere pressure
of his hand gave him some relief, albeit short.
“Me
first,” he said, climbing onto the bed.
Calming
himself, he lay down beside her and turned her on her side. Wrapping
his arms around her, he pulled her close. He spread her legs apart as
she tilted her pelvis back. She melded her body to his. There was so
much of her he wanted, not only her body, but her soul, mind, and
yes, even her heart.
He
took a hand and placed himself at her entrance. Slowly he pushed
inside. He grunted and made himself hold back, lest he spill at that
moment.
She
was so tight. No doubt about it. This was going to be a short run.
Inch by inch, he slid inside of her, stopping at the root. His balls
drew in tight. He shifted her close and moved in and out slowly. Each
movement became stronger as his control slipped. He needed the
release, the kind that would give his aching balls sweet relief. Back
and forth his hips moved inside her. She wriggled and moaned in
response. Their mouths met briefly, tongues swirling, causing his
stomach and heart to flutter. He increased his thrusts. Finding his
target, she keened her delight.
“Yes,”
she moaned. “Don’t stop.”
She
pushed her ass toward him.
“Baby,
I’m going to come.”
“Come,
honey. Come.”
He
grunted, harder and harder. Sliding his hand down to her hard clit,
he rubbed it as his panting increased. Pressure built up behind his
eyes, his mind went blank as everything in the world seemed to fall
away. He couldn’t stop. Harder and harder he pushed, holding her
firm and tight.
With
light speed, he cried out, “God!” His hips bucked upward while
cum poured out of him.
Slightly
dizzy, he held onto her before letting her go. “Are you all right?”
Her
kiss eased the butterflies threatening to kill the moment. Sliding
out of her, he sighed, relieved. He gazed into her eyes. Instantly he
felt the completed connection he’d sensed along. She was the one.
And he saw that she felt it too.
*
* * *
Jilly
recovered her breath as Chris P. gathered her up into his arms. His
musky scent was so spicy and inviting. She buried her face in the
crook between his shoulder and neck. She was ready.
“On
your back,” he said, holding her.
She
nodded.
“Tell
me if I’m hurting you,” he said, whispering in her ear.
From
her tall Adonis, she was ready to receive all he gave her. Trust
welled up within her heart. She knew he wouldn’t hurt her.
Placing
her on back like she weighed nothing but a feather, he positioned
himself on top of her. A lock of his blond hair obscured his face.
She opened her legs. She felt his solid, round tip prod her hole.
Panting, he pushed inside of her, his raw strength causing her pussy
to clench. Each muscle spasmed to accommodate his thick and meaty
cock. She cried out along with him. He braced himself.
Author
Bio
Clare
Dargin is an author of Science Fiction and Romance and has been
writing stories all of her life before being published in 2007. She’s
a great fan of the two genres and loves promoting them.
An
educator by profession, she possesses a Bachelor’s Degree in
English from a major mid-western university. She presently resides in
the Midwest and she hopes to expand her writings to include
non-fiction, historical romance, and contemporary novels.
http://theembraced.blogspot.com
3 comments:
Welcome, Clare! Thanks for being my guest.
I do love a good menage, as most of my readers though. Though I imagine things would get pretty difficult to keep track of when both the guys have the same name!
Duh. I mean, as most of my readers KNOW. Darned fingers!
Hahaha! So true! But it would be a nice challenge to have! Thank you so much for hosting me!
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