Sizzling Sunday: "Told you I liked cowboys." -- #Erotica #SizzlingSunday #CheapBooks

Welcome to another Sizzling Sunday! Today I have an exclusive, never-before-shared excerpt from Book 3 of my Vegas Babes series, Sin City Sweethearts. In case you haven’t visited for a while, this is one of the books currently 50% off as part of the Smashwords Summer/Winter Sale. (The first book of the series is entirely free!)

Blurb

Welcome to Las Vegas—leave your inhibitions at the city limits.

Like many newlyweds, Annie and Ted work hard, economize, live in a too-small apartment, and make passionate love whenever possible. They’re just a bit more open-minded and inclusive about sex than most couples—they met at The Fox’s Den strip club and bonded during an orgy. They’re delighted when fraternal twins Marcella and Madeleine McNabb move into the apartment downstairs. The innocent eighteen year old beauties have come to Las Vegas for university and to escape their overprotective family. Annie and Ted figure it’s practically their duty to educate the sisters about the real Sin City.

Marcie and Maddy prove to be apt pupils, with voracious carnal appetites. Before long they’re intimately involved not only with their upstairs neighbors, but also their hippie landlord and landlady, Maddy’s hunky coach, Marcie’s dominant department head, a handful of their classmates, a bevy of strippers from the Den and the infamous Foxy and Larry themselves. Then the four McNabb brothers come to town, threatening to drag the twins back to Ely, and things get truly wild.

Exclusive Excerpt (Rated X)

(At the Halloween party organized by Marcie's university department. Annie is costumed as a female devil.)

“Maddy! Madeleine McNabb! Where’s Marcie?”

A tall string bean of a fellow in a checked shirt, cowboy hat and boots strode onto the dance floor and grabbed Maddy by the arm, pulling her away from her partner.

“Heard she was here.” the young man repeated. “I need to see her.”

“Ethan! What are you doing here?” Maddy sounded both shocked and scared.

“Told you, I’m lookin’ for Marcie. My fiancée.”

Oh no! Annie suddenly remembered their stoned jokes about Ethan from Ely, Marcella’s incompetent first lover. He’d actually come looking for her! And there she was, in the corner, sucking face with some guy Annie didn’t recognize, whose fingers were buried in her snatch!

Without conscious thought, Annie swung into action. Pushing her way through the gyrating crowd, she tapped Ethan on the shoulder. Despite his obvious agitation, his eyes grew wide and his jaw dropped when he caught sight of her in all her infernal glory.

“Hey there, cowboy! Can I help you?” she purred. She ran her hand up his arm, squeezing his biceps, which were perhaps more impressive than Marcie had led them to believe. “Nothing I like better than a hard, strong cowboy…” She dropped her palm to his crotch, where as she expected she found a growing lump. “Want to come for a ride with me?”

Ethan blinked twice. His Adam’s apple jumped as he swallowed, trying to find his voice. “Uh—sorry, ma’am—I’m tryin’ to find my girlfriend. She’s a student here, an’ someone told me she’d be at this party…” His voice trailed off as Annie massaged his thickening cock through his jeans.

“Why don’t you come with me and we can look for her?” Grabbing his elbow, she tried to drag him toward the entrance, away from the corner where Marcie was now bouncing up and down in Ben-Hur’s lap.

“You know my Marcie, ma’am?”

“I know everyone, cowboy.” She flashed him a wicked smile. “Don’t you believe in the devil?”

“Yes I do,” Ethan replied sincerely, his hat swiveling as he continued to search. “An’ I’m worried he’s got his hooks into my Marcie.”

If only you knew, Annie thought.

“I’m sure she’s fine,” she continued aloud, breathing a sigh of relief as she managed to maneuver him out the door and into the foyer outside the ballroom. “Why not forget about her for a little while and pay attention to me?”

The security guard had disappeared. That explained how this interloper had managed to get into the party. Meanwhile, she needed someplace private where she could distract this young man enough to make him forget his mission.

She noticed a door labeled “Drama Club”, a little way down the corridor leading into the main part of the building. “Maybe she’s in here,” Annie babbled. “Fixing up her costume…”

The drama club room was unlocked. If Ethan had resisted, she would never have succeeded in getting him inside, but despite his continued grumbling, he let her lead. Once they were inside, she flipped on a light and locked the door. Things were complicated enough without them being interrupted.

“Sit down,” she ordered, giving him a backward push that landed him on a worn and faded sofa. His hat tumbled off behind him. Before he could react, she’d sunk to her knees on the floor and was working on his zipper.

“Ma’am—wait—please, I’m engaged to Marcella…”

Ignoring his protests, Annie fished around in his briefs until she extricated his swollen cock, which was of quite respectable size despite Marcie’s complaints. Well, it’s not what you have, she thought, but how you use it. She stroked the rigid rod of flesh with capable hands. To her delight, pre-cum gathered on the tip and spilled down the sides. She lapped at the shiny red bulb, gathering and swallowing the copious fluid.

“Don’t—” Ethan moaned, even as his cock shuddered and jumped against her tongue.

“You don’t want me to do this?” She took his appealing cockhead into her month, swirling her tongue across its curved surface while sucking gently.

“Oh…no…yes…oh!”

Tired of toying with him, Annie opened wide and swallowed his full length. He wasn’t as big as Ted (or Larry Archer), but it was still a challenge to take him all. She backed up a bit, took a breath through her nose, then sank down once more, devouring him to the root. Her nose burrowed into his coarse pubic hair, which had a musky, male smell that turned her on. Tightening her lips around his shaft, she started a smooth up and down movement, combined with the firm suction that never failed to drive Ted crazy.

He let out a groan of pleasure. She liked that. She liked the way he let her take control, too. He didn’t grab her head, or force his dick down her throat (though in some circumstances she enjoyed that, too). She had the freedom to apply all her oral skills, taking him to the brink, easing off, then ramping up the intensity once more.

When she glanced up from his cock to his face, she saw that he wore an expression of wonder. He’s only eighteen or nineteen, she reminded herself. This might be his very first blow job.

That thought made her hotter than she’d been all night. She redoubled her efforts, determined to give poor Ethan an experience he’d remember forever. Meanwhile, she pulled her thong out of the way and thrust three fingers into her soaked, steamy cunt, frigging herself in time with cock pistoning in and out of her mouth.

Faster. Deeper. His hard bulk twitched and swelled on her tongue. Her equally hard clit tingled and sparked. A pre-orgasmic wave of pleasure swept through her.

“Holy Christ, I’m gonna’ come,” he yelled. He tried to pull out, but she clamped down to keep him inside her mouth, sucking for all she was worth. A torrent of cum poured from his cock. She swallowed, hungry and eager, as his dick gushed again.

At the same time, she curled her fingers, reaching for her G-spot, and thumbed her clit. That did the trick, as it usually did, sending her over the edge into a fiery climax. Intense bliss flared deep in her sex and spread outward, burning away everything in its path. However, instinct kept her mouth sealed around Ethan’s spurting member, so that she could drink down every drop of his jizz.

His softening dick finally slipped from her mouth. She licked her bruised lips and gazed up at him.

“Wow,” he said, his voice soft, almost reverent.

“Told you I liked cowboys.”

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