Ain't Misbehaving

by Shelley Munro

  “Fine by me. And the other?”

  “I intend to ask you to marry me.”

  “But?” Concern gripped her chest, and she stared at him, her pulse racing in alarm.

  “You’re going to be busy with training, with your tour. You’ve worked so hard to get this far and you deserve this chance. I don’t want your focus divided, so until you return from tour, we’re dating and lovers. We’ll talk marriage and the future once you’ve played your heart out during the Black Fern games.”

  Issy felt herself beam. “I can live with that.”

  Tyler cupped her face with his hands and stared into her eyes. “And remember I love you, believe in you.”

  “Good things come to those who wait,” she quipped.

  “Exactly,” Tyler said, seconds before he kissed her again.

  Issy threw herself into the kiss, her heart full of love for this special man. She’d waited a long time to find the perfect man for her—one who understood her driving need to prove herself, one who understood her love for the sport of rugby, one who loved her despite her faults.

  Tyler was the one, and she was a very lucky woman.

  The End

  Copyright

  Blindside

  Copyright © 2014 Shelley Munro

  ISBN: 978-0-473-28623-1

  This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places, and incidents are products of the writer’s imagination or have been used fictitiously and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, actual events, locales or organizations is entirely coincidental.

  All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced, scanned, or distributed in any manner whatsoever without the prior written permission from the author except in the case of brief quotation embodied in critical articles and reviews.

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  FRINGE BENEFITS

  Shelley Munro

  Table of Contents

  Fringe Benefits Blurb

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Copyright

  Blurb

  Flatmates. Best friends. Casual lovers.

  Life’s good—a friends-with-benefits deal works perfectly with her male flatmates, but Marie Wright secretly craves more. A hot threesome. Erotic pleasure. Silken touches from both Shane and Kelvin. One hot summer day the sensual tension explodes between the three friends. For Marie each caress is a slice of ecstasy. It’s seductive magic, and she’s bewitched. Momentary pleasure isn’t enough. She wants a future with her lovers—a permanent ménage a trois—but if she makes a wrong move, she might irreparably destroy their friendship and lose everything.

  Chapter One

  Heat shimmered in the air, making patterns swirl above the sealed driveway. A New Zealand summer at full blast—hot, humid and sweltering with dazzling blue skies and a capricious breeze. Marie Wright stretched out on a towel under the shade of an old oak tree, droplets of water glistening on her partially naked body. The house she shared with Kelvin Green and Shane Coulter lay on the outskirts of small-town Tuakau. They had no close neighbors, a fact she appreciated on this sticky January day since there was no one to witness her swimming topless in the river.

  A sigh escaped as she thought of her two flatmates. Falling for both men at the same time was a disaster waiting to happen. Plain weird and kinky even, but oh, she wished she were brave enough to act on the desire. Two men and one woman. No matter how hard she tried, the thought refused to go away. It was making her crazy, but she didn’t want to lose their friendship or upset her current housing situation so she remained silent.

  “Hey, Marie. Gonna turn over and let me see those luscious breasts of yours?”

  Marie let out a shriek and bolted upright, grasping her orange beach towel to her breasts and knocking her sunglasses askew. She only relaxed when she saw it was Kelvin and that he was alone. Her breath eased out but her heart continued to race. “Don’t frighten me like that.” She rearranged her towel and tried to relax again, or as much as she could in her semi-naked state. “Where’s Saffron?”

  Kelvin dropped a towel beside her and stripped off his faded T-shirt and black shorts. “We broke up.”

  His flat tone told Marie he didn’t want to discuss it. She watched him stride to the riverbank naked, his lean and athletic form tanned to golden brown from their frequent swimming during the past month. Her mouth dried as she sneaked a look at his butt, her eyes screened by the sunglasses. Beautiful. Muscles flexed with natural grace, reminding her of the statue David come to life. A jolt of desire shot straight to her pussy. Although she hadn’t liked Saffron, she hated to see Kelvin hurting. But this did mean he was back on the market and until he found someone else to date, potential friends-with-benefits material again. Sexual hunger rolled through her like a rogue wave and her breathing hitched. Although she wanted both men at the same time, one would work. Of course, he probably wouldn’t be interested in some lazy afternoon loving…

  Marie considered the thought and slowly turned over onto her back, baring her breasts and the rest of her ample curves. She’d shared a house with Kelvin and Shane for two years, and for the first time in her life felt happy and secure. When it was just the three of them, it was better. Common interests in rugby and cooking and music had cemented their friendship. Time and close proximity turned them in to best friends.

  She closed her eyes, wincing at the rapid tattoo of her heart. Kelvin splashed in the river and a thrush perched in the oak tree sang its little heart out. In a nearby paddock, a sheep let out a plaintive baa that sounded faintly complaining. Marie couldn’t blame the creature. This heat wave was making everyone moody and miserable.

  A whisper of sensation across one breast stirred her. Suspecting a fly, she swished a lazy hand. Then warm, wet suction closed around her nipple and her eyes flew open.

  Kelvin pulled away to smile at her, a slightly lopsided smile with a heap of charm, and her pulse rate went from speedy to fast and choppy.

  “I couldn’t resist. I love your breasts. A big handful of sexy.” His dark brown eyes challenged her, dared her to tell him to stop.

  As if. Marie wanted to grab him by the ears and direct his mouth back to her breast. She wanted to bossily order him to suck her nipple hard in easy, rhythmic pulls that would echo in her pussy and start the journey to pleasure. Instead, she cleared her throat. “You okay?”

  A shadow crossed his face. “It’s Friday and a long weekend. Why shouldn’t I be okay?”

  Neat avoidance of her question. If he didn’t want to talk about Saffron, fine. “Have you seen my bikini top? I couldn’t find it.”

  “I like you better without.” Mischief lit his eyes as his fingers, callused from his carpentry job, drifted across the lower curve of her breast. A prickle of heat shot from the spot he touched to settle in an ache between her legs. As they watched, her nipple pulled to a crest. “Much better,” he murmured with masculine appreciation, then lifted his gaze to hers. “Pretty blue eyes, curly brown hair.” He tugged a lock and watched it spring back into shape. “A hell of a way to improve my day.”

  Heat collected in her cheeks but she couldn’t look away from his fingers and the mesmerizing stroke of them across her breast, the contrast in color between her creamy skin and his tanned fingers. A sigh escaped as yearning and desire blossomed. She’d missed the closeness with Kelvin. Too much, if she was honest. The thought made her bite her lip in consternation.

  Friends with benefits was just that—sex with friends—but it meant no jealousy, no strings. No unruly emotions. It meant sticking to the rules they’d discussed before they’d decided on this course. No sex if they were in relationships with other people, no discussing the relationship with outsiders and most of all, respect.

  A problem these days. Her feelings for Kelvin and Shane had grown from mere friendship to love after she’d become physically intimate wit
h them. Jealousy. It nibbled at her mind, corroding her good intentions. She’d hated the perky Saffron as much as she disliked Shane’s recent girlfriend. Both women had judged her by appearance—taken one look and smugly decided she was no threat because of her larger size.

  Marie sighed. Jealously, plain and simple on her part. She’d become a mite possessive about her men and it was becoming difficult to hide her feelings. The girlfriends—as she thought of them—had noticed her possessiveness and dismissed her as a threat. It still stung.

  “You have the sexiest breasts. Voluptuous. Beautiful curves. Soft. Sexy.” Each word he punctuated with an open-mouthed kiss, moving closer to her taut nipple.

  Begging words crammed her throat and her hands fisted in the nubby fabric of the towel. Finally—thank goodness—his mouth closed over her nipple. Suction plus a hint of teeth shoved past her misgivings and a groan escaped. The curl of heat throbbed between her legs and, with trembling hands, she cupped his head, running her fingers through his damp hair. Okay, so her misgivings were fragile and had fallen like a sandcastle to the tide. She couldn’t help her feelings or the way her body responded to Kelvin and Shane. Wanting two men didn’t make her a slut. Or sick, she added defiantly, trying to argue with the voice of reason.

  Kelvin lifted his head to blow across her glistening nipple. “Beautiful.” He leaned over and took her other nipple into his mouth, dragging hard without gentleness.

  Marie whimpered, arching up and clutching his shoulders when he would have pulled away. During the last three months she had missed Kelvin. With just his touch he had her hovering on the edge of control, moisture flooding her sex and tension rippling from head to toe.

  Kelvin rolled onto his back and dragged her with him so she sprawled over his chest. To her relief, she wasn’t the only one affected by their play. Kelvin sported an impressive erection, his face taut with desire.

  “You’re wet,” she said, the droplets of water from his swim sending a raft of goose bumps across her heated skin.

  “And if I’m lucky you will be too,” he whispered. “God, you’re so sexy, Marie. I love your curves and the way you enjoy your food.”

  Marie bit back a smirk. Obviously Saffron’s veiled insults about her healthy appetite and love of cooking hadn’t gone unnoticed. “If that’s a hint for me to cook dinner tonight, no way. It’s too hot to cook.”

  “How about a barbeque? Do we have steaks in the freezer?”

  “We do, but aren’t you going out tonight with the rest of the boys?” Kelvin and Shane and their friends normally went to the pub on a Friday night to play pool and shoot the breeze. Sometimes she went with them, but all she wanted to do tonight was laze around.

  “Nah, thought I might hang out at home tonight. You?”

  “I’m not going anywhere that requires putting on too many clothes,” Marie said. “Are you sure you don’t know where my bikini top is?”

  “Shane and I might have mislaid it,” Kelvin said with a grin.

  “I knew it!”

  “It’s more fun when we skinny-dip.”

  “And when we have guests?”

  “We’ll give it back,” he promised in a husky voice. His eyes darkened, the laughter fading until his lashes lowered to screen his expression. “Marie, I’m really horny. Can we have sex?”

  Hell yes! Immediately, the tight ball of arousal in her lower body contracted, a tremor of pleasure and anticipation fluttering in her pussy. She grinned and wondered what had gone wrong between him and Saffron. “As long as you don’t expect anything too energetic in this heat. Kiss me.”

  “I’ve missed you, Marie.” He settled in to kiss her, nibbling gently on her bottom lip before licking and finally pushing his tongue into her mouth. Marie sighed, a purr of pleasure and acquiescence. She grasped his shoulders and rubbed against his hard chest with acute eagerness bubbling through her. God, she’d missed him so much.

  “Is this a private party or can anyone join?”

  Marie jerked away from Kelvin with a startled shriek. “You have to stop sneaking around. I’m gonna have to issue you both with collars and bells.” Fear and arousal galloped through her—a heady combination. “Are you alone?”

  Shane laughed. “Relax, sweetheart. It’s just me. I figured if either of you were home you’d be down here.” He stripped off, tossing his white business shirt and black trousers in a heap and chucking a towel beside them.

  Shane and Kelvin were both tall. Kelvin was leaner with chocolate brown eyes and curly deep-brown hair. Shane was broader and a few inches taller, but his eyes were blue and his hair verged on black. Both were self-assured and confident, and the three of them got along well together. It had been Shane who first suggested the friends-with-benefit deal after he’d walked in on her during a session with her vibrator. Marie’s cheeks heated at the memory. She hadn’t known where to look or what to do, and in the end had muttered that she’d had to do something because she was between boyfriends. Shane had disappeared and come back with Kelvin. Right in her bedroom they’d discussed the proposition and come up with workable rules then Shane left her alone with Kelvin because he’d had a girlfriend at the time.

  To Marie’s surprise, the deal had worked well, bringing the three closer together and love on her part.

  “What are you doing? What about our rules?” Shane demanded, glaring at Kelvin. “Where’s Saffron?”

  “They broke up,” Marie said, feeling Kelvin tense beneath her. She rolled back onto her towel, figuring she’d cut off Kelvin’s circulation if she didn’t move.

  “Aw, damn,” Shane said. “I’ll leave you alone. I knew I shouldn’t have stopped at the pub.”

  “Don’t go,” Marie said. “It’s been ages since the three of us have spent time together without others around. That’s unless you have something better to do.” Her heart knocked against her ribs. She wanted to blurt out that they could both make love to her at the same time, but she remained quiet, not adding to what she’d already said.

  “First off, I’m gonna have a swim,” Shane said, already striding to the riverbank.

  “And we can continue,” Kelvin murmured seconds before he pressed her into the ground and captured her mouth with his.

  At first Marie’s mind rebelled despite the insidious longings creeping through her mind lately. Although she’d made love with both men, it was always singly. They were always circumspect and kept things private. While she didn’t mind fooling around in the relative privacy of their property, doing it in front of Shane seemed weird, even if it turned her on. There! She’d admitted it. It was official. She was turning downright kinky.

  “Relax,” Kelvin whispered against her lips. “It’s only Shane. Neither of us would ever do anything to embarrass you.” He nuzzled the tender skin of her neck before circling the shell of her ear with his tongue.

  Slowly she relaxed again, acknowledging the truth. Her life was better with both of these men in it. As well as being her casual lovers, they were her best friends. Her childhood had been both terrifying and lonely, bouncing from one foster family after another, a chubby child with a shy personality rather than a more malleable baby. It was no wonder prospective parents had never adopted her. With Shane and Kelvin she had a home. A family. She trusted them.

  Her eyes fluttered shut and she drifted, savoring the pleasure Kelvin gave with his mouth and allowing the sensations to build, layer upon layer. Prickles and stabs of heat twisted through her until she was a mass of sensual longing. Her thighs fell apart, exposing her damp bikini panties, and she couldn’t find it in herself to care. Greedily, she craved his talented fingers, his skillful, ravenous tongue and most of all she desired his thick shaft to fill the emptiness and give her vaginal walls something to clasp.

  “Kelvin, please. You’re killing me here. I thought you were horny,” she said at a near wail. “All you’ve done is pass it on to me!”

  His bark of amusement was a hot blast of air against her neck. His mouth drifted downward and
fingers, abrasive and stimulating, fueled the conflagration inside, stroking across her collarbone. He nuzzled one breast, cupping it in his hand, squeezing and molding before lifting the elongated nipple to his mouth.

  “That’s better,” she said in approval. “Feels really good especially when you suckle me.” And it did. She could feel how wet she’d become from his petting. The flush of arousal crept across her skin and he hadn’t even reached the good stuff yet.

  Kelvin paused before taking her nipple deep into his mouth. A bungee of pleasure streaked down her body from the laving of his tongue and the bite of teeth. Then she felt suction at her other breast. Her eyes flicked open and she gasped.

  “Twice the pleasure,” Shane said in a husky voice. He waited for her protest, but words failed her. It was a dream come true. She managed a smile but couldn’t have squeezed out a recognizable word if she’d tried. Her breathing turned ragged and she stared at the two dark-haired men. They both watched her closely, measuring her reaction. When she said nothing, they glanced at each other, communicating silently.

  The pair lowered their mouths to her breasts, each closing their lips around a nipple. The twin sensation was like nothing she’d imagined, even in her red-hot dreams. Electric pleasure shot to her clit and another surge of liquid arousal moistened her cunt. At the back of her mind, the voice of reason told her to object. This was taking the friend thing a little too far. Not that she worried about Kelvin and Shane gossiping. Her trust in them was absolute, but this felt as if she—they—were stepping into something unknown and different. Changing the rules. But something that felt so good couldn’t be wrong. Surely? Not if this was what she craved. Marie kicked the whiny voice in the butt, ignoring it to enjoy a taste of the forbidden.

  As one, the two men kissed their way down her body, taking delight in each gasp and quiver they forced from her. A nip of fingers here. The damp trail of a tongue, soothing yet full of potential. The scrape of teeth and the soft caress of masculine lips until she melted like the ice cream she’d eaten earlier in the day.