Warnings: This title contains graphic language, menage/group (M/F/F) sex, oral sex (F/F and M/F), masturbation, threat of a spanking (one swat).
Word Count: 10,400
Stacey K., Siren Book Reviews
“...a good story...the plot keeps you turning the pages.”
Amanda laughed her fabulous laugh, threw back her fabulous hair. If Connie’s eyes weren’t already green, she would have sworn they’d turned that color.
Just because I want Jake, but he wants Mandy, is no reason to be jealous of her beauty. She’s always been there for me.
“And you know, what you did was so yummy.” Her friend laughed again, squirming in her seat. “Not many men know what to do down there. Sometimes it takes a woman to know how to please another woman. Want to get together with Jake again?”
Connie and Mandy had been pals forever, and last night hadn’t been their first threesome. Though it had been the first time she’d gone down on her friend. The experience had been…interesting. But, even though Mandy had returned the favor, Connie thought the Marine’s abilities superior. He’d produced pure magic with his lips and tongue, making her come twice, rapid-fire.
Now it was Connie’s turn to squirm in her seat as she recalled his probing, his gentle sucking, and his flicking tongue’s tip. She wanted to rub herself right here, right now. She closed her eyes, feeling herself grow wet as she replayed sensations in her mind.
Amanda’s voice was husky. To Connie’s surprise, her friend had pulled the vehicle over while she was fantasizing. Now, Mandy was staring at her as if she were a tasty morsel. A hand landed on her knee, making Connie swallow hard.
Mandy stroked her thigh. “We don’t have to include the Marine in our games, if you’d rather not.”
Connie said nothing, watching as her friend unsnapped her jeans. She felt her nipples harden, her arousal making her ache down below.
Leaning back, she closed her eyes while Mandy’s hand slipped inside her panties. Her elegant, slim fingers were as talented as Jake’s large blunt ones.
“Wow, you’re so wet,” Mandy whispered as her index finger teased Connie’s clit until she was ready to come. Then her friend slipped two fingers inside to massage Connie’s G-spot, her thumb working on the clit.
Connie’s thigh muscles trembled as her friend’s fingers teased her, only to stop just short of orgasm, once, twice, three times.
“Come,” Mandy crooned. “Come for me, Connie. Scream for me.”
This time, Mandy’s fingers did not stop. Connie felt thrills emanating from her core, and that funny pit-of-the-stomach feeling you have when you ride a roller coaster. She gasped as the orgasm broke over her. It was almost as good as the one she’d had when Jake had fucked her the first time, from behind, while Mandy had sucked her nipples.