Monday, May 4, 2015

It's Release Day!

Too Hot to Resist (MFM)

Too Hot to Resist (MFM) 

[Siren Ménage Everlasting: Erotic Ménage a Trois Romance, M/F/M, HEA]

Paramedic Madeline “Maddie” Rafferty has watched quietly as all her coworkers on Station 5’s A-shift have found their true love. Only three people on the shift are still single…Captain Stacy Knox, Truck 29 Lieutenant Casper Wiley, and her. If she can get her way, Stacy and Casper won’t be single for long. Tired of sitting back and waiting for the men she wants to make their move, Maddie is about to show Stacy and Casper that the chemistry between the three of them is too hot to resist.

Fraternizing isn’t forbidden in the firehouse, but when higher ranks are involved, situations get far more complicated. Stacy and Casper want Maddie. Keeping their relationship with her on a purely professional level is sheer torture. And, when Maddie decides she’s had enough of the emotional and sexual distance they’ve put between them, both men are liable to go up in flames.


She felt perfect in his arms. Stacy had known she would. He hadn’t known how scrumptious she would taste. Christ! The woman’s juices hadn’t done anything to curb his appetite for her. He needed to be inside her sweet heat, to feel her tight pussy muscles clamping around his dick as he pistoned his hips and drove himself inside her sultry body again and again and again.
His dick was harder than the pole at the firehouse. He was used to that discomfort around her. He wasn’t used to every part of his soul throwing a party with the knowledge that it was about to finally get exactly what it had wanted for far too fucking long.
He shot a glance at the still open door, winced, and kicked it closed before he carried her down the hall. Madeline’s jaw dropped and she stared at the door over his shoulder.
“Did you really just strip me naked with my front door standing wide open?”
“It was partially closed,” Stacy told her, tongue in cheek. “I apologize. I got carried away when you answered the door.”
He’d really only come here to talk. And, well, okay, to hopefully end up right where he was now after they ended the conversation. They would get to the conversation part of the program, but there was no way in hell his mind was going to be able to concentrate on what he needed to say when his dick and balls felt like they were about to burst.
He carried her through the doorway of her bedroom, stopped at the side of the bed, and started to lower her down when she cupped the side of his face and turned it to look at her.
“If I don’t get to apologize for my actions, you don’t get to apologize for yours.”
Stacy brushed his lips to hers. “Fair enough.” He drew his brows together when she wiggled in his arms. Not wanting her to fall, he slowly lowered her to the floor in front of him.
Her gaze met his as she pulled the hem of his shirt from the waistband of his pants. “It’s my turn.”
Oh, holy hell. Stacy wasn’t sure if he could handle her taking a turn, especially when her delicate hands dipped beneath the material of his shirt and pushed it up as they slowly glided up the bare flesh of his torso. He managed to hold himself together…barely…as she pulled the shirt up and over his head. She tossed it to the floor, made a sound of pure female appreciation, and flattened her hands on his chest again. She dragged them down, exploring every muscle and plane of his torso on her way to the waistband of his pants.
“Wow!” Her gaze met his for a brief moment and he saw the spark of vixen pleasure in her big blue eyes. “For a man that spends a lot of time behind his desk, you have one amazing body.”
Stacy fisted his hands at his sides. It was the only way he could keep himself from tossing her onto the bed and speeding up this process instead of allowing her to look her fill. Damn if it didn’t take every ounce of control he could muster to give her that. The woman’s fingers were more wicked than the intents he saw in her eyes. She freed the button, lowered the zipper, and peeled his pants and briefs down his hips with an agonizing slowness that made him grit his teeth to keep the growl bubbling in his throat from escaping. When she curled a hand around the base of his cock, he nearly lost his mind. When she started to lower herself to her knees, only one thought managed to penetrate the sexual fog in his head.
He caught her slender shoulders and lifted her until she was standing straight in front of him again. “Please, Madeline. No.” He saw the disappointment mix with confusion in her eyes and dragged a finger beneath her slightly parted lips. “Sweetheart, if you put this mouth on my dick right now, I’m going to blow. I’m not going to last long once I get inside your sexy body, but that’s where I really want to be.”
She drew her bottom lip between her teeth and his balls drew up painfully in their sac. “Can I have a rain check on the blowjob?”
Holy smokes! The hope that swirled with the desire in her eyes twisted around his heart. Did she really believe he’d come here for a quick screw to get her out of his system and planned to leave? He hadn’t even gotten the pleasure of being inside her sultry body yet and knew damn well he’d never get this woman out of his system so easily…if ever at all.
“Madeline.” He cupped her cheek, loving the way she leaned into the touch. “I lost my head when you opened the door today, but I didn’t come over here just for this. We need to talk, to figure out how we’re going to handle this, but what we’re doing isn’t a one-time thing, sweetheart.”
Happiness brightened her eyes, erasing all the doubts and concern he’d seen. “I’ll cash in on that rain check soon.”
Stacy chuckled as she plopped her sexy ass onto the bed and scooted toward the center. “I’ll look forward to it.”
He bent to pull off his boots and then kicked his pants and briefs off his feet. He snagged the pants before they got away from him, dug for his wallet, and palmed a condom as he straightened. Seeing her laying on the bed, her short brunette hair fanning the sheets beneath her, and her amazing body naked with her legs open for him to see the delicious pussy he’d feasted on moments ago stopped his heart. In that instant, he didn’t give a damn if he lost his rank, his job, or anything else he’d worked for forty-one years to build. What mattered most was the woman waiting for him to make love to her and he cursed himself for taking so long to give into the needs that had been haunting him for years.

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