Reinventing Jane Porter (10 page)

He slammed into the other man so hard Ellington was knocked off his feet and the gun flew out of his hand. Landing on the gravel with a jarring crunch, Santos rolled automatically. Slamming the other man’s head into the gravel, he was surprised when Ellington flipped him in a simple college wrestling move. He was pinned under a man who outweighed him by fifty pounds.

But college wrestling was no match for a man who’d survived some of the harshest streets in the world.

Twisting, Santos grabbed him by the throat and thrust backward. Bringing up his leg, he struck Ellington in the back of his head with his shin. Stunned, the lawyer’s grip slipped, and Santos flipped him backward.

Sitting astride the other man’s chest, he began punching him in the face. With each strike Ellington’s flesh swelled and split open. Blood coated Santos’s fists and still he couldn’t stop. Someone grabbed his arm, but he shook him off. His rage was at himself for failing to keep Jane safe, at this sick twisted bastard who’d struck her beautiful face.

The sensation of a butterfly’s wings touched his arm, and he caught a flash of pale blue out of the corner of his eye. And just like that, his rage evaporated leaving him feeling empty, exhausted. His head dropped forward, and his eyes closed.

“Santos, Santos can you hear me?”

The soft voice sounded as if it were miles away. Forcing himself to raise his head, he opened his eyes.

Jane was crouched beside him, reaching for him. Her cool hands touched his face, his throat. Her beautiful blue eyes were watery and the concern on her face broke through the cocoon he’d built around his heart.

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“Santos?”

“He hurt you.” His voice was little more than a whisper. “He deserves to die.”

“No, no, Santos. If you kill him then you will be taken away from me.” Tears ran down her face.

“Losing you will hurt me far worse than anything he could ever do.”

“Jane—”

He started to rise, but his legs felt like overcooked spaghetti. Jane took his arm and eased it over her shoulders. She was so small beside him, and he was afraid to lean on her too much. He couldn’t stand it if he hurt her more than she’d already—

“
Bien hecho, hermano
.” Antonio slipped under his other arm and threw his arm around Santos’s waist. “Let me buy you a drink.”

Santos began to laugh.

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“I’m sorry I frightened you.”

Santos’s voice was a welcome rumble against her back.

“You have nothing to be sorry for.” Rolling onto her back, she smiled up at him. “You saved me.”

Rather than being pleased by her words, he became more remote. He made to leave her side.

“It was because of me that you were hurt in the first place.”

“No, Santos. You can’t think that way.” She latched onto his uninjured arm. “You couldn’t have known Peter would do something so insane.”

“I never should’ve left you alone.”

The anguish in his voice tore at her heart. There was no way she was going to let him take the fall for Peter’s idiocy.

“I have news for you.” She thumped him on the chest. “I’m a grown woman, and I make my own

decisions. I chose to stay outside when you tried to convince me to come in.”

“When he hit you, all I wanted to do was kill him.” His eyes shone with unshed tears. “I was afraid I would lose you.”

“And here I am, found again.” She smiled. “You weren’t the only one who wanted to kill him. I was scared, but I knew if I could delay him long enough that you and Antonio would find me.”

The bedroom door opened, and Antonio came in.

“We have Giselle to thank.” Santos nodded his head in his friend’s direction. “She got mad at Antonio and told him Peter had taken you.”

“But it was Santos who ran like the wind to get to you before Ellington could steal you away.”

Antonio joined them on the bed. “I never could keep up with him.”

“I got shot.” Santos snorted. “If you had kept up with me then chances are you would’ve had enough sense to dive for the gun.”

“I don’t know, your dive through the air was a thing of beauty…”

Jane released Santos and snuggled down between her two men. She wanted nothing more than to sleep for a day straight, but she didn’t have that luxury. In only a few hours the sun would be up and she’d have to start packing to return home. Her fantasy weekend was almost over.

“What do you mean you didn’t ask her?” Santos was saying.

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“Me? I left her here with you. I thought you would ask her.” Antonio shot back. “I was downstairs cleaning up your blood.”

“Well I wouldn’t have bled if you’d managed to keep up with me old man.”

Santos shoved Antonio’s shoulder and in the process jostled Jane.

“Hey, I’m here you know.”

Both men looked at her.

“Still can’t believe you didn’t ask her,” Antonio muttered.

“What, your vocal chords are frozen? You speak English as well as I.”

“As well as me.”

“That’s what I said.” Santos’s eyes narrowed.

“No you didn’t, you said ‘as well as I’ when ‘as well as me’ is correct.”

“What the hell did you need to ask me?” she shouted.

Both men grinned, and she thought she saw a faint blush on Santos’s cheeks.

“
Belleza
,” Antonio spoke. “We would like to ask you to continue this relationship beyond this weekend.”

Her heart leapt.

“We would be honored if you would allow us to become not only your masters, but your partners.”

Jane scrunched up her face and pretended to consider the situation.

“How long do I have to think about it?”

Santos looked stunned and the smile vanished from Antonio’s face. They looked so crestfallen she began to laugh.

“I would be delighted to continue our current arrangement. Who knows where it might lead.”

Antonio let out a whoop, and Santos kissed her on the cheek. Cuddled between them Jane thought of how lucky she was. She’d come here to test the sexual waters and instead she’d met two men who’d changed the rules in the middle of the game.

Watch out world, Beauty was ready to play.

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Seducing Jane Porter

Educating Jane Porter

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Seducing Jane Porter

© 2008 Dominique Adair

After being jilted by her former master, Jane Porter looks to end her year-long celibacy by attending a bondage-themed event. Thanks to her ex-boyfriend’s stunning betrayal, she isn’t looking for happily-ever-after, just a master who’s willing to explore the depths of her passion and teach her what the BDSM

lifestyle is all about.

Antonio Villareal was a wanted man. Single, rich and good looking, he’s on the hunt for a submissive to share his world. The moment he sees Jane on the arm of another man, he wants to possess her body and soul. The only problem is; Jane makes it clear she isn’t a forever kind of girl.

Can Antonio convince Jane to give him a chance?

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Seducing Jane Porter:

Exquisite was the only word to describe her. She moved easily beside her escort, with a grace that was undeniable. With her easy smile and hot body, his cock was already standing at attention.

Considering she’d come to a bondage-themed party, her dress was modest. Her black skirt was longer than most though it showcased her long, shapely legs. The corset nipped in at the waist and just the sight of the tiny hooks down the front created an itch in his fingers. He’d bet her nipples were rosy and would taste like sweet wine.

At the tender age of fifteen, he’d lost his virginity to a lusty field worker at his father’s vineyard. In the sun with the scents of crushed grapes and lavender, he’d worshipped her full curves and she’d made a man out of him. Ever since then his tastes had run to a larger, curvier physique with the exception of his most recent ex, Giselle. There was something about a plush female figure that turned him on. Just thinking of her, the baby soft skin and all those delicious curves to explore, sent all his blood rushing to his cock.

“There she is,” Antonio said.

“Who?”

“The blonde on Jean Jacques’ arm.”

Santos made a noise of approval.”As always, you have excellent taste in women, my friend.”

“I’m glad you approve.”

“And will you share this one with your best friend?”

“We’ll have to see how adventurous she is.”

Antonio vividly remembered the first time he and Santos had shared a woman. They’d been at college here in America and Santos had picked up a beautiful Latino girl with long, dark hair and wicked hands. It had been she who’d convinced them to overcome their hesitation and join her in the bed. With that

beautiful woman sandwiched between them, both men had experienced a deeper level of pleasure than ever before.

Over the years they’d shared many women though none would ever be considered a relationship. It was all in good fun and they treated their mutual women like queens both in bed and out.

The image of the blonde in his bed struck him with the force of a hammer blow. Her lush body on his sheets, her silken cries as he ate at her pussy like a starving man…

His breathing increased.

Wet, hot, hungry for both of them…

His cock in her mouth, or her bare ass up in the air as Santos paddled her…

He gritted his teeth, glorying in the swift rush of lust that struck him. The sensation was thick like warm honey in his veins. His breath left in a rush and he swore. His zipper dug into his engorged cock with such force it was all he could do not to wince.

“Slow down, my friend, we don’t even know her name.”

Santos began to laugh when Antonio was forced to readjust his aching cock. His teeth gritted at the rush of arousal the innocent nudge created. Before the night was over, not only would they know her name, they’d know every inch of that beautiful body. They’d possess her mind, body and soul and she’d be ruined for any other man.

She would be theirs.

One hot man is good. Two’s double the fun…until your heart gets involved.

Tempt Me Twice

© 2009 Eden Bradley

Jessie has been in love with her bisexual best friend, Paul, since their college days. He’s never made a move on her, though, and at this point she values his friendship too much to risk revealing her feelings.

Especially since now he has a new male lover and seems so happy.

Paul and Noah have only Jessie’s rest and relaxation in mind when they invite her along on a camping trip to Lake Tahoe. She’s been pretty stressed out preparing to show her art at a major New York gallery. A weekend getaway will do her a world of good—and they won’t take no for an answer.

Jesse thought she’d be nothing more than a third wheel on this trip. But Noah is as sweet and hot as Paul, and their first night turns into a heated tangle of bodies in the dark tent by the lake.

It’s an erotic, intense experience that must come to an end. And when it does, will she still have her best friend?

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Somehow they all got their clothes off, the men helping her to wriggle out of her damp panties. A hand slipped between her thighs, brushing her mound, making her cry out. She didn’t even know which one of them it was until Paul said,”I always knew you would be like this. Wet. Ready. Christ, Jess. I need to fuck you soon. I can hardly wait.”

“I need to fuck you both,” Noah said, laughing.

They laid her on her back, came together over her body, and the two men leaned in, closer, closer, until their lips met. It went through her like a shock, seeing them kiss. Male lips on male lips, and then they opened to each other, and she could just make out the wet flesh of tongues, heard their quiet moans. Her pussy was absolutely aching with need, and the longer she watched them kiss, the hotter she became. Just when she was sure she couldn’t stand it any longer, Noah reached down and cupped one of her breasts, used his fingers to tease the nipple. And Paul slipped one hand between her thighs.

“Oh! God…”

“Is that good, Jess?” Paul asked.”I want it to be good for you.”

“Oh, yes. It’s good.” She could hardly speak through the desire lancing into her body. Her pussy throbbed. She needed him to really touch her, to push his fingers inside her.

She arched her hips into Paul’s hand, her breast into Noah’s.

“Our girl is needy,” Noah said, humor in his voice, but it was rough with lust too.

“Let’s give her what she needs then,” Paul said.”Do you want us to go down on you, Jess? I’ve fantasized about that for years. I need to know what you taste like.”

“Just do it. Please.”

Was that her voice, so weak with desire? But she didn’t have a chance to think about it. Paul leaned in and spread her thighs wide, lowered his mouth. His breath was warm on her mound for one moment, then he used his fingers to massage the lips of her sex. Desire, hot, intense, danced over her skin. Then he spread her pussy until she was wide open and planted his mouth between her thighs.

“God, Paul!”

His mouth was wet, hot, his tongue diving into her, into that needy hole, and she was gasping. Noah’s hands were still on her breasts, kneading, tugging on her nipples.

“Noah…please…”

“Please what, Jessie?”

“I need…I need it harder.”

“Like this?”

He pinched her nipples between his fingers, and she gasped.

“Yes!”

It was almost too much, her nipples burning with sensation, her pussy dripping and Paul lapping up her juices with his tongue. Pleasure upon pleasure, her body on fire. She squirmed, on the edge already. But it was too good to come just yet. She bit her lip, held back.