Title: Carmel's Choice
Author: Doris O'Connor
Genre: Adult, Ménage Erotice Romance
Release Date: February 24, 2015
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…
Carmel's Choice Excerpt © Doris O'Connor 2015
“Such
beautiful feet you have, but you’re not giving Gideon a show. Lift your skirt
and show him how wet you are for us, pet.”
Carmel
drew her gaze away from the sight of Nash’s dark head at her feet and sought
out her husband’s. Sitting in his wheelchair next to them, the hungry way he
looked at her made her comply with Nash’s words immediately. She yanked the hem
of her dress up, and Gideon drew in a sharp breath. Nash surprised her by
lifting one of her legs over his shoulder and turning slightly so that Gideon
got a full-on frontal view of her cunt.
“Oh,
yes, look at how wet she is for us. Her hole is clenching, and when I do this…”
He abruptly pushed two fingers into her pussy hole and curled them up until she
saw stars and ground herself against his hand in an effort to seek the release
just hovering out of her reach.
“Oh,
fuck, she is squeezing my fingers, so eager to come, but we won’t let her yet,
will we, Gid?” Nash bit down hard on the inside of her thigh and then withdrew
his fingers. The loud, wet sound as her pussy tried to hold on to them should
have embarrassed Carmel, especially as she could feel her feminine need trickle
down the inside of her thighs, but Gideon’s approval left no room for that.
Only heated arousal in the presence of her men. Nash’s cock looked huge as it
strained against the material barely holding it in, and she licked her lips,
desperate to taste him, but Nash shook his head.
“Not
this time, baby. I want to come buried in your ass while your husband fucks
your cunt.” Carmel gasped, and her breasts grew heavy, the nipples aching in
need to be touched, to have both her men take her.
“How?”
she whispered, and Gideon laughed.
“Bring
her over here and let’s show her. Besides I want to taste my wife. You’ve
monopolized her long enough, Nash.”
Nash
smirked and, grasping her wrists behind her back, marched her across the short
distance that separated her from Gideon. He kicked her legs apart once she was
standing in front of her husband, and Gideon leaned forward and ran just the tip
of his forefinger along her puffy labia. Carmel groaned, and both men laughed.
“Oh,
yes, she is very naughty girl indeed, isn’t she, Nash? So swollen and wet
already, so needy.” He blew across her slit, and Carmel’s clit clenched in
desperate need. Her internal muscles, too, tensed and released as yet more of
her juices coated her pussy lips.
Gideon
grinned, a smile of pure evil that meant he intended to torture her some more,
and Carmel moaned.
“Please,
Sir”
He
flicked an amused glance up to Nash, who had pulled her hair to one side and
rubbed his stubbly jaw up and down her neck. His hard cock dug into the small
of her back, and his harsh breaths puffed along her skin. To know that he was
as affected as she was, to feel the heavy, hot evidence of his need prodding
her, was a very heavy aphrodisiac indeed.
“Play
with her nipples, Nash. Pull them out and let me see our girl’s tits.”
Still
maintaining a hard grip on her wrists, he used his free hand to pull first one,
and then the other of her breasts out of the neckline of her dress. It forced
her boobs upward as the neckline dug into her breast tissue. It would mean the
dress was stretched beyond repair, but the sweet pain was worth it, as was the
look on Gideon’s face as he feasted his eyes on her exposed cleavage.
Even though she wouldn’t have thought it was
possible, her nipples hardened even more, and she whimpered her need in
incoherent sounds and moans as Gideon resumed his one-fingered inspection of
her pussy. Up and down her cleft, right up to her anus, he worked that finger,
taking care to stay away from her clit. The slight pressure he used was slowly
driving her insane, and she shut her eyes and let her head fall back against
Nash.
“Hmm,
yes, beautiful. Pinch her nipples for me, Nash.”
The
sweet pain as Nash did just that made her knees buckle, and Nash swore. He
released her wrists, and grasping her ass cheeks, lifted her straight off her
legs.
“Hold
on to me, baby. Let’s give your Sir a proper view of that cunt, shall we. I
want you to come all over Gideon’s face, and I want you to scream when you do
so.”
When
Gideon grasped her hips, Nash lifted her legs over his shoulders and then slid
his hands up her breasts and squeezed the heavy globes. She locked her hands
behind Nash’s neck, and her whole body drew taut at the first lick of Gideon’s
tongue against her cunt. He murmured his approval as she gushed into his mouth
while Nash’s and Gideon’s combined strength kept her hovering in the air. The
sound of Nash’s breathing in her ear, his clever fingers twisting and pulling
her nipples—an action that sent shard after shard of pure pleasure straight to
her clit—meant she screamed the first of her orgasms.
Gideon’s fingers dug into her skin as he
continued to eat her out with earth-shattering finesse and pushed her into
several more heart-stopping orgasms. By the time he finally let up, Carmel’s
arms screamed their distress at her from having been in their elevated position
for this long. Dimly aware of being lowered to the floor, and then Nash’s deep
rumble in her ear as he picked her up and carried her through to Gideon’s bed,
Carmel gave up the fight in keeping her eyes open.
Glutton for punishment would be a good description for Doris…at least that’s what she hears on an almost daily basis when people find out that she has a brood of nine children, ranging from adult to toddler, and lives happily in a far-too-small house, cluttered with children, pets, dust bunnies, and one very understanding and supportive husband. Domestic goddess she is not.
There is always something better to do, after all, like working on the latest manuscript and trying not to scare the locals even more than usual by talking out loud to the voices in her head. Her characters tend to be pretty insistent to get their stories told, and you will find Doris burning the midnight oil on a regular basis. Only time to get any peace and quiet, and besides, sleep is for wimps.
She likes to spin sensual, sassy, and sexy tales involving alpha heroes to die for, and heroines who give as good as they get. From contemporary to paranormal, BDSM to F/F and Ménage, haunting love stories are guaranteed.
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