Authors: Desiree Holt
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you can, angel face."
Jake was beside him now. "Trust us, it will be worth it."
"Oh, god, then hurry, please," she begged.
Mark's low chuckle was filled with lust. "Not too fast, now."
Two more people had come up behind her, one at a time,
probing her cunt, pinching the soft lips, teasing at the
sensitive flesh between vagina and anus. Each one pulled one
more bead from her rectum, kissing and nibbling on her ass
as they did so until Lisa thought her control would snap
completely.
Then Jake moved behind her. She felt the bullet vibrate
harder briefly, and he pulled the last of the beads from her
dark tunnel. At the same time, Mark knelt in front of her and
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very gently removed the butterflies. The absence of the
vibrators didn't relieve her arousal. If anything, it made her
even more needy. From her position on her hands and knees,
she let her eyes roam the room. There were couples engaged
in various sexual acts, sometimes a threesome, even one or
two foursomes. One woman straddled a man who had his
cock fully seated in her while another man rammed into her
ass and two others pressed their cocks into her mouth.
Kneeling beside them was another woman playing with the
first one's nipples, squeezing and pinching them.
Lisa felt the need inside her erupt so strongly she was
ready to do anything for her release.
"I think she's ready," Mark said to his brother.
"I agree."
Gel was applied liberally to her rectum, fingers stretching
and tormenting her heated and ready tissues. She saw Mark
take two condoms from a drawer in the table she was on and
hand one to Jake. As soon as they were sheathed, Mark lifted
her to the floor, raised one of her legs to his hip, and holding
his cock in his hand, plunged into her pussy with a heavy roll
of his hips.
Lisa grabbed his arms for support, glad he pulled her
tightly against him. Behind her, Jake separated the cheeks of
her ass, and in a moment, his cock pressed relentlessly into
her waiting tunnel. She had never felt so full, never so
completely taken. Tiny shivers skittered through her, and the
muscles in her cunt clamped around Mark's cock.
She had closed her eyes when Mark entered her, leaning
her forehead against his hard chest. But now, she opened
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them to see a circle of people watching them with eager
interest. And that drove her need even higher.
The brothers began to move in concert, a smooth rhythm
that told her they'd done this many times before. When one
pulled back, the other drove in and vice versa. She
concentrated so hard on the movement of the two cocks,
riding them as hard as she could, that she was startled when
small fingers reached from either side of her to pull and tug
on her nipples. She glanced left and right and saw two
absolutely beautiful, naked women grinning at her.
"You have nipples to die for," one of them said.
Lisa couldn't have said anything if she wanted to. Between
the two huge cocks thrusting in and out of her and the soft
fingers manipulating her nipples, her orgasm built stronger
and stronger, rising within her.
"I'm going to come," she cried, unable to hold back any
longer.
"Come, then," Jake said. "Right now."
The brothers each thrust harder once, twice, and as the
heavy shudders overtook her body, her pussy convulsing,
both cocks flexed and pulsed and thick spurts of cum filled
the sheaths in both of her tunnels. She shivered and shook,
her nails digging into Mark's arms as Jake's came around
from the back to enfold her. Even as he continued to erupt,
Jake pistoned his hips in a steady rhythm, continuing to fuck
her ass until the last burst of thick liquid was drained from his
shaft.
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In front of her, Mark did the same thing, rocking his hips,
holding her leg against his body as his body shuddered with
his climax.
It seemed to Lisa it would never end. She felt as if she'd
been tossed into a whirlpool filled with sparkling stars and
shooting arrows of blinding colour, tossed about again and
again as the orgasm wrung every last response from her
body.
Barely able to breathe, she pressed her forehead against
Mark's chest and moved her hands to clutch Jake's arms still
around her. Only the sound of clapping brought her back to
awareness.
"Well done," someone said.
"I think she deserves a drink," someone else said.
Mark released her leg, and in an instant, a naked waiter
holding a tray appeared with drinks for the three of them.
Lisa had to stop herself from drinking hers down in one
swallow.
Jake picked her up and carried her to a couch against one
wall, laying her gently on the soft fabric. He was busy kissing
her and licking her lips when Mark urged him out of the way.
"Remember the word 'share'?" he reminded his brother.
He sat down on the couch, lifting Lisa's head and placing it
in his lap. His cock bobbed against her cheek, and even as
exhausted as she was, she was tempted to turn her head and
place her lips over it.
"So what happens now?" she asked, curious as to the
arrangement the two men had.
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Mark cradled one of her breasts in his hands while Jake,
sitting on the floor beside her, caressed her cunt. His fingers
danced tantalisingly over the bare skin, bringing tiny nerves
to life again.
"It's the weather, you know," Mark told her.
"The rain," she nodded.
"At least, for one of us," he agreed. "But Sunday, it's
supposed to be partly rainy."
"Or partly sunny, as it were," Jake grinned.
"So," Mark continued, "we were hoping you'd like to go on
a picnic with us."
She frowned. "A picnic?"
"Yes," Jake nodded. "At a very interesting place, where
we'll be playing a very interesting game."
She wrinkled her forehead, trying not to be distracted by
Jake's fingers pinching her nipple or Mark's sliding easily into
her pussy. "What kind of game?"
"Oh," Jake said, "where's the fun if we tell you ahead of
time? Besides, it's another rare opportunity to be with both of
us."
She shrugged, her interest piqued. "What do I have to
lose? Of course, I'd love to go."
"Excellent," Mark said. "A car and driver will call for you
exactly at noon."
"Wear nothing," Jake ordered.
Lisa raised her eyebrows. "You want me to get in a car
with a strange man completely naked?"
Mark wore his wicked grin again. "Are you up for it?"
Was she? Well, why the hell not. She nodded.
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"And bring your little toy collection from your nightstand,"
Jake said.
"Will I see either of you before then?" she asked.
Mark answered for both of them. "Not possible."
"Why not? What's the problem?"
"It's the damn weather," Jake told her.
"Right," Mark nodded. "We need to wait for the right time.
Like this Sunday. We call it an intermission."
Lisa clenched her pussy muscles around Mark's fingers and
let out a sigh. "Okay. Here's to intermissions."
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About the Author
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certainly got it. I grew up in Maine, a beautiful place to live,
then lived in the Midwest and Florida. Now I make my home
in the Hill Country of Texas, truly God's chosen place on
earth. My husband, David, is a sixth generation Texan,
tracing his roots here back to the time when Texas was a
Republic, so retiring here was a dream we finally fulfilled.
I've had a lot of firsts in my life—first female sports report
on The Michigan Daily at the University of Michigan; first
woman to own a rock and roll agency in Detroit, the home of
Motown; first woman president of the Pasco (Florida)
Economic Development Council.
I graduated from the University of Michigan with a double
major in English and History, and a minor in Economics, and
went on to have at least four careers. When my children were
small, I satisfied my need for writing by working for weekly
newspapers. I had a wild and wacky time managing rock and
roll bands. I joined the insanity of retail with a string of shoe
stores. I worked in fundraising, public affairs and community
relations. But writing fiction was always my dream. I had a lot
of stops and starts, but it wasn't until we retired that I could
devote myself to it full time.
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My wonderful husband, David, encourages me and
supports me in my dream. Our children are all grown and on
their own, and are my biggest fans.
When I'm not writing I'm an avid reader—anything and
everything—and watching football, especially my beloved
Michigan Wolverines. David and I golf and target shoot, and
of course enjoy life in the gorgeous Texas Hill Country, where
most of my stories are based.
I am a member of Romance Writers of America, and San
Antonio Romance Authors, Diamond State Romance Authors,
and Passionate Ink chapter of RWA.
Email: [email protected]
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contact information, website and author biography at
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Also by Desiree Holt
Crude Oil
Beg Me
Afternoon Delight
Summer Spice
Down and Dirty
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The Sentinels: The Edge of Morning
The Sentinels: Night Moves
The Sentinels: Dark Stranger
Wet Dreams and Fantasies: Interlude
Brit Party: Fourplay
Night of the Senses: Carnal Caresses
Caught in the Middle: Swingtime
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