Book Title: Cowboy Boots and Unsettled Debts
Genre: Erotic Cowboy Ménage Romance, M/F/M/M/M/M/M/M,
Publisher: Siren Publishing
Format: Available in E-formats
Seduction turns deadly when Abby Rose, an agent with the Underground Unit, decides to put a provocative spin on revenge. Her plan to sleep with a cartel leader backfires when fellow operatives refuse to let Abby face her enemy alone.
Excerpt: XXX ADULT RATED XXX
Abby’s butt was hot. She wasn’t opposed to being spanked. In fact, she liked it, but there was too much testosterone in the room and no one was going anywhere fast. She had a way to solve that. She’d make them so horny they wouldn’t be able to stand themselves until they put their dicks inside her.
Crouched down in a crawler position, she managed to stay on all fours as she licked Ace’s balls. She’d had her eyes on his sac since the day he fucked her in the shower. When he’d fucked her, his balls had slapped against her ass, hard like steel and weighted with too much goodness.
She wanted to taste them.
Licking the tiny veins, she ran her tongue up and down his scrotum, sipping her way to the base of his cock, where she immediately started her pursuit upward. Once she reached the tip, Brantley stood behind her.
“What ’cha doing back there, Brantley?” she asked, peering over her shoulder.
Fowler tossed him a condom. Casey handed off some lube. And before she had a chance to protest, Brantley doused her with the oily substance and ran his finger up and down her ass, wiggling the digit inside her bottom as he stretched her. “Ah, God!” she screamed, the invasion more than she’d first expected when his finger was quickly joined by two more.
“Hang on, baby,” he told her, working his hand against her bottom.
“Oh good Lord,” she breathed, tipping the end of Ace’s cock with her tongue, dragging her mouth over the slit as she nuzzled the end. As Brantley’s fingers became more intrusive, she grabbed a strong hold on Ace’s cock.
She moistened her lips and looked up at him as she opened her mouth and went right to work, looking him in the eye as she sucked his dick, licked his hard prick, and fingered his lightly swaying balls.
Brantley continued to prepare her ass, his fingers wiggling higher as he probed deeper. He’d worked them in and out of her hole until finally she was so accustomed to the tempo he set, she anticipated his every stroke, his very next move.
That’s when she realized just how wrong she’d been. There wasn’t anything to anticipate except the unexpected.
After Brantley discovered Mendete’s club had something called the Fig Room, he’d read up on ginger play. He wanted a little ass action, and he knew what to do to inspire his lover.
Casey handed off the bag of frozen ginger sprigs, the well-cut fingers finely shaped to glide right inside her asshole. As he probed her tight hole, he imagined her reaction and couldn’t wait to place her under what he believed would be a quite hypnotic spell.
Gripping her hip, he inserted the cold ginger root into her rectum, smiling when he saw the puckered hole accept the new intrusion. With a pop, she released Ace and tossed her head back as suddenly as she was impaled. “What was that?” she asked, bucking against him.
“Ginger,” he told her, pressing the ginger slice a tad higher.
“Oh my.” She hummed, returning to the task of bringing Ace pleasure. Apparently, her efforts wouldn’t take long.
Ace’s expression changed. He looked down on her with a lot of love in his eyes. Then, the love turned to lust. That unmistakable longing washed across his face as he grabbed hold of her ears, changed his stance, and took longer strokes, harder thrusts.
Abby must’ve realized her bottom was under siege, her lust was about to fire. And he was the one she could later thank.
Watching how she clenched around the ginger, Brantley withdrew the piece from her ass and held her cheeks together. Said to enhance pleasure, the ginger was supposedly used generations ago, and Brantley couldn’t help but wonder if it wasn’t an aphrodisiac.
Ace’s hips were moving. Abby’s lips were smacking. Brantley was suited up and saw no reason he couldn’t play.
He pressed the tip of his cock to her rectum and entered her, watching her body language to gauge how much she could take.
Her blonde head bobbed over Ace faster and faster. Ace fucked harder and harder. And Brantley felt the tingling sensation from the ginger almost from the point of entry, something he hadn’t expected based on his research.
“Hang on,” he said, sliding his cock inside her. “Does it hurt?” he asked, making sure she wasn’t uncomfortable and hoping she wouldn’t stop him.
She shook her head no and stayed right with Ace, her head just snapping back and forth as she bobbed over him, committed to bringing him pleasure.
That’s when Brantley had seen and felt all he could stand. His rubber was warm. His cock was hard. And he needed to get off while the getting was good.
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