Saturday, November 8, 2014

#MySexySaturday {67}: Rules are meant to be broken...

So once again we're doing firsts this week. First meeting, first kiss...first what ever. And I'm going to feature the characters from my newest release, Twice the Chance, Twice the Ecstasy.  In this mmf menage book, Ms. Calypso, a goddess with an agenda, throws together a happily married bi-sexual couple with a divorcee who is looking for what was missing in her marriage. The rules are clear cut - the three will enjoy each other carnally but return to their separate rooms.  Well, that's at least until Dre and Luca decide it's time to change the rules and for the first allow a woman to sleep with them.  

Enjoy my sexy sevenish paragraphs and be sure to check in with the rest of the peeps. 


Biting his lower lip, Dre shrugged. “It was just a thought. But if you’d rather not…” 

“I didn’t say that. I’m asking why, after all these years, you want to change one of our longest held rules.” Grabbing the hand towel off the rack, he wiped away the stray bits of shaving cream. 

“I don’t know. She…it’s different with her. While I enjoy the fuck out of screwing her until she screams, she’s also fun to be around even when we’re not tearing up the sheets. We can actually carry on regular conversations with her.” Dre rubbed the back of his neck. “She even likes my games. Do you know how many women can actually say they like gory ‘first shooter’ games and mean it?” 

Luca crossed his arms over his chest. Dre’s words were pretty, but the man still hadn’t answered his question. “Few, I’m sure. But again, what does this have to do with inviting her into our bed? There has to be more than compatibility in the sack and good conversation to get me to agree to change one of our rules. Especially for a woman we’ll probably never see again.” 

Dre hung his head and shoved his hands in his pockets. “Dammit, Luca. I don’t want you to think I’m saying you’re not e-fucking-nough. You’ve been my world for the past twenty years. I don’t want to lose you just because Eryka feels like she belongs with us.” 

Deciding to take mercy on his husband, Luca tipped up his chin with one finger. “Who said anything about losing me?” He gazed into Dre’s dark eyes. “I feel the connection too, but unless we’re on the same page, nothing more will come of our time with Eryka. So if this is just because you think I want it - or even something you think Eryka needs, I won’t allow it. Our bed is our sacred place. A place where we don’t fuck, but make love.” He rubbed his thumb over Dre’s lower lip. “While I think it’d be amazing to have her between us, I refuse to share something that intimate with a vacation fling.” 

Dre leaned into his touch. “What if I don’t want it to be just a one-time thing? She lives less than an hour from us. We could make it work.” 

Luca’s groin tightened at the longing in Dre’s voice. Pulling back, he smiled down at him. “Then I say we bring her back here after the party and convince her.”

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