Doesn’t the thought give you a few tingles all over ladies?

Well, in my opinion, everything. Have you ever tried one? I’ll hold my tongue here except to say I am very lucky writing erotic romance because I have to do plenty of research. (my evil grin is growing) All kidding aside, for a loving relationship that is either completely monogamous or a kinkier couple that regularly enjoys a third, it can be a tremendously exciting experience and something that spices up your love life. There is something wonderful about the level of trust and certainly the endless possibilities for having a wicked passionate good time. Whether you’re engaging in the soft material of silk or on a bearskin run in front of a raging fire, there’s just something delicious about the thought. Erotic. Sensuous. Dangerous. Doesn’t that give you a few wicked ideas?

I enjoy allowing my characters to experiment with many aspects of eroticism including voyeurism, public displays and copious uses of toys. I also have them delve into steamy clubs that cater to sex and glorious bouts of BDSM, but my absolute favorite tasty treat is either a threesome or even a foursome. What is so exciting about it to me is the ability for a couple to trust in their relationship enough to bring someone else into their bedroom. Let’s face it, we all have fantasies and hungers that go beyond our everyday life and that’s completely okay in my book.

It’s not cheating even if you desire another man or woman. It’s simply exploring the notion that you want to taste. Going further without your partner’s complete okay is another thing entirely here and we’re not going there. I am talking about developing a passionate evening or weekend in which you draw that third person into your life. Can you honestly tell me that there isn’t another man or woman you wouldn’t enjoy tasting if the opportunity magically appeared? Uh huh”¦be honest here. I’ll say it, hell yeah. And yes, when I was single I enjoyed experimenting and my special man
trusted me enough to share me with”¦a couple others. I completely enjoyed several men pleasuring me everywhere and in every way.

Close your eyes for a moment and imagine a shimmering pool in the middle of nowhere. Warm air is wafting, the water is tepid, pulsing disco music is coming from the outdoor speaker system, the champagne is cracked and it’s just you and four luscious carved hunks in several flavors ready to service your every need. Slip into the pool, naked and wade to the waterfall. Will they follow? Will they tease? Now you are able to enjoy as you watch them undress, your body tingling in anticipation of exactly what they will do to you. Now think about how they are going to ravage your body. While one licks your nipples, pinching and squeezing until they are rock hard, the other three will caress the entire length of your body.

Finally one will slide their fingers into your wet heat as another feathers the tip of his finger down the small of your back, telling you in no uncertain terms that he will claim you there first. Feeling the heat? Hungering to taste a creamy French vanilla or a dark chocolate delight that might just rival Godiva? Mmmm”¦ In Wicked Wager Among Friends, Veronica has craved all of Travis for years. They are best friends and nothing more, but she decides it’s time to turn up the heat. The only problem? He’s in an on again, off again relationship with Jonathan. The question is, would she possible want to have a threesome not only in her bed but perhaps in her life? Well”¦you’ll have to read about it.

Then again, what’s wrong with enjoying two men that also ravish each other? Absolutely nothing. I’ll give you a little set up to Wicked Wager Among Friends ““ Tales from Lucifer’s Lair.

Just how far would you go to entice your best friend?

The first in a series about wicked things that happen inside the sizzling restaurant, the Flamingo Rustler”¦

BLURB

Veronica Spelling was used to getting what she wanted, but not with men. She had long desired her best friend, Travis Hunter, for years. Golden, masculine and perfect, her mouth watered for him. And while they had admitted their kinky proclivities over long nights and tasty margaritas, he had never indulged. So she decided to take matters into her own hands and kick up the heat one wild night, suggesting a wicked little wager of pool. The prize? If she ended up the winner then she would receive her most heavenly desired wish, to be taken in the ass by a man for the first time. If he did, then she would become his sex slave for twenty-four luscious hours.

The only problem? He was decidedly gay, had only been with a woman once and was in a casual relationship with their mutual friend, Jonathan. Then there was that itching little problem of whether he could get it up or not. Against the odds, Travis finally determined his true feelings about the luscious vixen and won the bet. During those twenty-four hours, he fulfilled her most erotic fantasies. As morning dawned and reality set in, the question about Jonathan’s acceptance settled into their reality, and Veronica was left with a haunted feeling. Unsure of what to say, they left each other without further words. Could their combined friendship survive the blatant sensual act or would their entire world be turned upside down forever?

EXCERPT

Travis eyed the surly man before turning his gaze back to Veronica. She seemed so vulnerable, like a tiny kitten needing to be protected and trained. And he planned on training her well. “Don’t worry Lucifer, I might just be falling in love.”

“You just remember what I said.” Lucifer turned a fake grin toward the attentive audience, gave Travis a high five and retreated back toward the kitchen, shaking his head.

Travis glided directly in front of her and took her hand, kissing her palm gently. “You were saying?” It was time to leave and not only to save further embarrassment, but he wasn’t sure he could walk any longer as the dense material continued to bite into his rock hard dick. They would talk in the morning and figure out if this scenario was nothing more than a tease. But there was no doubt what he wanted — total control of her body, her passion and her very soul.

Veronica seemed to have a bit of trouble looking at him in his eyes. “Um, I said”¦I was saying”¦ So back to the game?”

Travis stared at her wide-eyed. They were selling their souls to the devil but he couldn’t see a way around it without hurting her feelings. Then again, he didn’t want to stop either. He shivered from the realization. “All right. Where were we?”

“Do you accept the wager?”

He couldn’t believe she’d never experienced having a cock in her ass. At that moment, he wanted to teach her the finer art so badly his mouth watered from the thought. “Absolutely.” To be the one to touch her sweet little bud and inch his way inside the tight warmth of her stirred his swollen balls. How the hell was he going to concentrate on a sinful game?

She grinned, swirled the last bits of liquor around in her glass and set down the crystal with deliberately slow movements. Picking up the pool stick, she eyed the glossy pool balls. “I think it was my turn actually.” Veronica sauntered around the corner to take a shot and managed to get her foot hooked on the leg of the pool table. She grabbed the table and grinned, eyeing the bikers that stood watching with folded arms.

“Nervous little kitty vixen?” Travis snickered.

“That’s wild cat to you.”

Travis chuckled and contemplated the ramifications of what if. What if they had a torrid little affair that led to what he’d teased relentlessly about with her and the night morphed into a threesome and possibly something beyond that? What if she freaked out and refused to see him ever again? What if she couldn’t handle his need for erotic sex and his requirements for her to submit her body to him to pleasure with rapture and pain?

For the fiftieth time in less than a minute, Travis had second thoughts. He refused to hurt her. Sex and friendship never mixed and Travis knew better. He also knew Veronica had no idea what she was getting herself into. She was a good girl with conservative values. To bring her into the world of S & M was ridiculous and perhaps dangerous for her soul. No matter what she said, Veronica Spelling was not ready to be a submissive. As she leaned over the pool table and he caught the hint of her nipples, he froze. He had to stop this. Immediately. “Veronica!”

His bedraggled word showered across her just as she took the shot.

And missed.

The entire room gasped as the ball seemed to tumble over two others and jump backwards on the table.

“Oh no!” A young biker gasped.

“Bloody hell!” Lucifer cried, edging forward.

Travis cringed. How the hell could the damn ball jump over her hands backward? “Fuck!”

She glared at the ball, turned as she heard the hiss of the crowd and then witnessed the strained expression on Travis’ face. Her hand flew to her mouth.

Now I’ll allow your imagination to think about what else happens. Don’t you think you might enjoy a ménage or perhaps something even more wicked? I hope you enjoyed and I loved guest blogging here today. Please contact me any time and you can purchase all of my very saucy releases at Amazon Kindle, Barnes & Noble, Bookstrand and Coffee Time Romance.

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