Triple Threat_An MFMM Romance
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“I want you, now,” I say.
Wes looks around. We’re in a classy restaurant. He calls for the check and pays for the meal before he takes me with him to the entrance where a coat check girl is reading a book.
“What are you checking in?” she asks.
“Us,” Wes says, and he slides a couple of bills across the counter to her. She glances up at the manager that sweeps past us in a hurry before she takes the bills.
“Only a couple of minutes,” she says.
“It’s all I need,” Wes says and pulls me into the closet.
“What are you doing?” I ask. We’re acting like teenagers when we have a home to go to and a bed we can fuck in all night.
“Keeping it fun,” he says, and he’s right.
The thrill of being caught reminds me of the sex we had in the office so many months ago. Any moment, we can be caught, and that makes it feel so much more fun, even though the sex is always perfect at home. Wes presses me against the coats that are lined up along the one wall, and we’re engulfed in the smells of other people, perfume hugging us.
Wes doesn’t waste time. He hikes up my dress, pulls down my panties far enough to give himself space and brushes his fingers against my pussy.
“You’re so wet,” he says.
“You sound surprised,” I whisper. I’m already out of breath, my skin tingling, my body aching for a release.
He grins at me, shaking his head. “Oh, no. I know you’re my little office slut.”
It’s a running joke between us. I don’t have time to laugh at it. His fingers circle my clit a few times, and I gasp before he pushes his fingers into me. I gasp. He finger fucks me for a short while. I reach into his pants and pump my hand up and down around his cock.
When he lets go of me, I can focus on undoing his pants, and I free his cock. It’s hard and eager, and I want it inside of me.
Wes hikes up my leg and holds it up, pressing me against the cushioning wall of coats. His other hand is on my breast, massaging me through the material.
“We don’t have much time,” he says in a throaty growl.
“Best do it quick then,” I say. I’m already breathing hard. The thrill has me on the edge already, and Wes is so hot and demanding I love it.
He pushes himself into me without much ceremony and I’m so wet he slides right in. I gasp. I’ll never get used to the size and the feel of him.
He starts pumping into me, fucking me hard. I moan, and he lets go of my breast, clamping a hand over my mouth to keep me quiet, instead.
It’s hot. He’s pinning me against the coats with his hand over my mouth, and I can’t help but want more domination. I want him to take me.
As if he knows what I’m thinking he fucks me as hard as he wants to, slamming into me. I am so close to the edge it’s driving me crazy. He grunts and groans softly as he pounds into me. He was right when he said he didn’t need a lot of time. In no time at all, he pushes me over the edge, and I orgasm. It’s hot and heavy, washing over me, blinding me for a moment. His hand is firmly in place over my mouth, and I gasp through my nose. My orgasm kick starts his, and he empties himself out inside me, pumping and jerking. He shudders when he’s done, and slowly he uncovers my mouth. We’re both breathing hard.
“Let’s get out of here,” Wes says. “I want to take you in every position I can, and we don’t have time for that, here.”
I nod. He pulls out of me and lets me go. I’m unsteady on my feet. I bend down and pull my underwear back on. I don’t have time to clean up, but I don’t mind the wet mess in my panties. We’re going home, and I’m getting more of that.
Wes pops his head out of the closet and pulls me with him a moment later. The coat check girl looks smug as if she’s happy with her end of the bargain. Wes and I walk hand in hand out of the restaurant and back to the car.
There’s never a dull moment with him, and I’m sure we’re going to keep having this kind of fun. I lift my hand and look at the ring that sparkles in the dim lighting.
I can’t wait for the rest of our lives together.
Author’s Note
Hello my darling Vixens!
What can I say but James Bond eat your heart out.
Make way for badass spy Sofia.
Who doesn’t like a good spy story? Don’t you find there aren’t enough female spies out there? The spy world combined with corruption and a Mafia type family makes for rich and interesting story telling.
Writing has been fast paced and action packed. I’ve learned a lot during this book. And I’ve had a huge amount of fun. I mean who wouldn’t? Creating three brothers who are very different was hard work and rewarding. The more I wrote about them, the more I got to like them. In the end they really deserved Sofia. And she deserved them.
This book was about spies, brothers and misconceived ideas. What’s that saying again, never judge a book by its cover? Sure goes for people as well. Or should that be never judge someone by his or her surname?
Regardless, I hope you enjoyed delving into the spy world with my super badass heroine Sofia.
Love to you all,
Daphne Dawn
Liz K. Lorde