Thanks so much Raven for letting me tease from my new release, Carmel’s Choice, which came out yesterday.
(It's my pleasure)
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…
“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.”
[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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