Thanks
so much Raven for letting me tease from my new release, Carmel’s Choice, which
came out yesterday.
To
set the scene a little… Carmel and Gideon are on their way back to London to
see Nash. They have stopped at a Motorway Service Station, and are discussing said
Nash and one thing leads to another as it does…
*grins*
“Okay, but if he doesn’t want to?”
Gideon’s
expression grew forbidden, and Carmel clenched her thighs together. He was too
damn sexy when he looked like that.
“Like
I said, this is him trying to do the right thing. Well, I won’t fucking let him
mess you about. If you don’t want him after you talk with him, that’s fine, but
he doesn’t get to make that decision and break your heart. No fucking way.”
Carmel
knew she shouldn’t get this turned on by Gideon’s simmering anger, but her body
just wasn’t listening. Gideon’s voice had dropped to a deep, sexy growl that
seemed to vibrate over every one of her erogenous zones at once, and that meant
her underwear was uncomfortably damp and her nipples chafed against the
confines of her lacy bra. It showed the level of Gideon’s agitation that he
hadn’t noticed her rhythmic clenching of her thighs. So close, so damn close.
The
swat to her thigh stung, as did the fist buried in her hair as Gideon yanked
her head back. His hot breath skittered across the sensitive skin under her
ear, and she jumped when he bit down hard on her earlobe.
“Naughty
girl, you know your orgasms belong to me, yet here you are trying to get
yourself off. In broad daylight, too, where anyone could see. Well, if that’s
what you want, you better give everyone a show, girl.”
Excitement
leapt through her veins, hot, hard, and fast, yet she tried to shake her head
in denial. The action was made impossible by Gideon’s firm hold on her hair,
and she gasped her reply in between desperate gulps of air.
“No, please, Sir. I’m sorry, I don’t want—”
Gideon
bit her again, far harder this time, and her clit clenched. Her pussy muscles
contracted, and yet more moisture spilled from her eager cunt. Her knickers
gave up any pretense of holding in her arousal, and her juices trickled down
the inside of her thigh.
“Are
you safewording, dove? ’Cause that’s the only thing that will stop this.”
“No,
Sir, I’m not.”
“I
didn’t think so. We haven’t done this in a while, have we, my sweet, so you
better make this time good. Take your knickers off and pass them to me.”
He
released her, and Carmel bit back her groan as she hastened to pull the ruined
underwear down her legs. Her stomach flip-flopped when Gideon simultaneously
sniffed them, locked the doors, and winked at the middle-aged business man
sitting in his car two spaces up. He was facing them, and his jaw dropped when
he seemed to notice was going on.
“Ah,
we have an audience, it seems. Spread your legs, and show me how wet you are
for me, dove.”
Heat
climbed into Carmel’s cheeks, but she dutifully pulled her dress up and slid
her fingers through her wet slit. A whimper escaped her as even that action
made her pussy clench, and she dropped her gaze as the stranger sat up and
grinned at her.
“Oh,
no, you don’t. Look at him while you show me your fingers. I want him to get so
turned on that he’ll have to jack off. Like I said, give him a show, girl. Let
him see what a naughty little wife I’ve got, and let him wish he could taste
you.”
“Oh,
god, please, Sir, don’t…” Carmel gasped the words, embarrassment warring with
acute arousal as she held her glistening fingers up to Gideon. He grasped her
hand and made a big show of licking them clean while delivering little bites to
her digits that shot darts of pleasure to her clit. When Carmel dropped her
gaze to their watcher’s chest, Gideon wrapped his free hand in her hair and yanked
her head up, until she had no choice but to look into the other man’s now ruddy
complexion.
“I
said, look at him. Lick your lips, yes, just like that, and finger your nipples
through your dress. I’d make you get those tits out, but I don’t really want
him to see what’s mine. I reckon his imagination will work just fine. Look at
him, dove, can you see his breath speeding up? Look what my naughty little
subbie is doing to that guy. Pull harder, let me hear you. I know you can come
from this alone.”
Gideon’s
deep voice in her ear was so compelling that it didn’t even occur to her to
argue. Instead, the rest of the crowded car park faded away as she pulled,
twisted, and yanked her nipples through the thin cover of her dress and gasped
her pleasure. Gideon’s hot gaze of approval made her skin feel tight and hot,
and she rocked herself back and forth on the seat of her car to increase the
friction she needed to let go. Not that she would be able to without Gideon’s
command.
When
they had first started this game, she had come without his approval once. Never
again had she made that mistake again. Gideon had proceeded to torture her for
what had felt like hours in the forest car park they had been it at the time.
He’d kept her hovering on the edge of her release, and once the car park had
cleared out of the tourists, had proceeded to spank her ass red raw while she
was draped over the bonnet of the car. She had been too far gone to care about
an audience by then, even though one car had remained in the car park. In the
twilight she hadn’t been able to ascertain if anyone had sat in there watching
them, but knowing Gideon, there had been. Sure enough, by the time he’d finally
let her come after he’d fucked her across that bonnet and emptied himself all
over her sore ass, that car had sped off.
Carmel
bit her lip, and whined at the memory as her release built in ever tighter
circles. Seeing the stranger lower a newspaper over his lap and the jerky arm
movements he made meant she had to screw her eyes shut. It was one thing
knowing that man got turned on by watching her come apart, but she didn’t want
to see it.
“I
said keep your eyes open, dove.” Gideon’s words were accompanied by a tug to
her hair hard enough to make her eyes water and her scalp sting in painful pleasure.
Almost more pain than pleasure, or at least it would have been had Gideon not
already scrambled her senses so much that she couldn’t determine which was
which anymore. His scent and heat surrounded her, and then he pushed several
fingers knuckle-deep into her cunt and curled them upward. Carmel screamed as
pleasure too intense to name consumed her, and Gideon caught her shout in his
mouth. He fucked her mouth with his tongue in tune to the fingers in her pussy,
which were relentlessly pushing her toward one of the most intense orgasms
she’d had with him in a long time.
Gideon
released her lips with a groan, and her eyes flew open at his hoarse command.
“Open
your eyes, and come for me, my dove. That’s it, so beautiful, my darling.”
Blurb:
[Ménage and More: Erotic Consensual BDSM Ménage
a Trois Romance, M/F/M, public exhibition, spanking, sex toys, HEA]
It’s just one night of kinky sex. What could
possibly go wrong?
When the birthday present from her Master is one
night of no holds barred kinky sex with his ex-army buddy, Carmel Blythe
doesn’t know what to think. A good subbie obeys her Master’s wishes, however,
and there is no denying the instant connection she has with this experienced
Dom.
Topping Gideon’s gorgeous wife is the least Nash
Jonas can do to repay the debt he owes the man. After all, Gideon took the
bullet aimed at Nash—the very one that cost the other man his army career and
put him in a wheelchair. If only Nash could keep those pesky emotions out of
the deal.
Gideon cannot stand to see the sadness in his
wife’s eyes, nor the restlessness in his best buddy’s soul. Pushing the two
people he loves together will surely satisfy everyone’s physical and emotional
needs.
Carmel’s choice may well change everything…
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