Well, I couldn’t resist adding a cowboy to my group of yummy firefighters. There he is on the cover :)
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AVAILABLE: Monday, April 9th
[Ménage Amour: Erotic Ménage Romance, M/F/M/M/M, public exhibition, spanking, sex toys, HEA]
Tammy Palmer can barely control her uniform fetish when she walks by Station 23. The four firefighters she fantasizes over are pure sex and muscle. But Tammy’s not ready for love after her last disastrous relationship, not to mention she’s not even in the same league as these delicious men.
When the newspaper she edits for gives her the chance for a promotion from pushing pencils, she jumps at the opportunity. The only problem is she’s expected to spend two weeks at the new fire station in preparation for the article.
Tammy’s wanton desires are soon unleashed when she moves into the station. But good things rarely last, and Tammy’s crazed ex returns, luring the men away from the station. He’s determined to get her back at any cost.
Will the men of Station 23 be able to save the woman they’ve grown to love in time?
Note: There is no sexual relationship or touching for titillation between or among the men.
ADULT ONLY EXCERPT
“Should I get the jaws of life?” asked Jake. What the hell did that entail?
“Not today. We have two weeks with our little wildcat,” said Aaron as he trailed a finger along her inner thigh. She glanced to his side and saw Conall’s erection with her own eyes. The man was hung like a horse, his cock thick and virile. He slowly stroked himself which somehow made her more anxious to continue this sex party. “Are you ready for me?”
She nodded, parting her legs. He didn’t dash to fuck her like Conall had. He moved with the grace of a panther, tracing her curves with a narrowed gaze. Once close enough, Aaron lowered his head and latched onto her breast. She wasn’t expecting his hot, wet mouth to seek out her nipple. It felt exquisite as he tugged on her sensitive flesh. So much attention. So many men.
“That feels good,” she murmured. Her head lolled on her neck, her eyes closed. She filed each wondrous sensation to memory, hoping never to forget how these men made her feel. It would be nice to remember on the lonely nights in her apartment when it was just her and her vibrator.
“Wait ’til you see what we have in store for you, sweet thing. We’ve been dreaming about this day for months but never expected it to happen.” Aaron sounded like her. The men of Station 23 were her fantasy turned reality.
He unzipped his pants and tugged her to the edge of the platform. Darius was standing next to him. Two solid bodies ready to claim her. “If you want us to stop, just say the word,” said Darius, staring her in the eyes. When she said nothing, he gripped the back of her head, his fist clenching a handful of hair. He brought her face forward and kissed her hard on the mouth. At the same time she felt the broad head of Aaron’s cock begin to penetrate her slit. She didn’t know where to focus, her body alight with heat and fire.
“Fuck, she’s tight,” said Aaron.
“She’s perfect.” Conall’s deep voice was so close, she imagined his hands could be on her, too. She felt rough hands on her tits, her hips, her thighs. There was a mix of pleasure and pain as she was fucked and fondled like never before. She didn’t even try to open her eyes now, too lost, floating on a virtual cloud of sensation.
Before she could even focus on what they were doing, she was lifted off the truck, Aaron’s stiff cock still fully penetrating her as he supported her around the hips. She held his shoulders and kept her legs wrapped around him to keep from falling.
She dared to peek open her eyes. Her cunt was only a breath away from erupting, her orgasm balancing on a precipice. She wanted to live in the sweet zone, the delicious realm of preorgasmic bliss. If she gazed upon her gorgeous men, it would be enough to push her over the edge. Jake’s beautiful green eyes stared back at her, intense and unreadable. She reached for him but he stayed inconveniently out of her grasp.
“Have you ever taken two men, Tammy?” asked Conall. His voice sounded drunk on sex, low and gruff.
“No,” she said quickly. This wasn’t something she did every day. It was completely new to her on so many levels. She still had to remind herself she was awake and living this experience.
“Don’t worry, we’ll ease you into this, nice and slow.” Darius tucked her hair behind her ear and kissed her temple. “I’m going to lube up my cock so slick, you won’t be in any pain.”
“What?” Why hadn’t she seen this coming? They were going to try and double-team her like on some cheap porno. Was it even doable? Tammy couldn’t imagine having two cocks stuffed into her body, especially ones as endowed as these hulking men. Even though her skin was still chilled, she broke out in a fine sweat, her fears manifesting themselves in her body.
“His dick, little one. Darius is gonna lube up his dick and fill your ass with it.” Conall used his straightforward way so nothing was left to her imagination. He stood on one side of her as Darius came in from behind.
“Hurry up, boss. I’m barely hanging on over here,” said Aaron, his cock throbbing inside her. Then she felt the cool jolt of Darius’s cock against her virgin entrance. She was spread wide, her legs around Aaron, her ass kissing the open air. It was time to put her trust in these men just as the city had.