blog hop #3 word Moonlight
1. Breaking Point by Susan Hayes
[Ménage Amour: Erotic Ménage a Trois Romance, M/F/M, public exhibition, spanking, sex toys, HEA]
Lexa Fox lost her childhood the day her mother took her and fled Sunset Point. Twenty-three years later, she’s returning to claim her inheritance from a father she barely remembers, in a place she doesn’t belong.
Detectives Beau Rivers and Diego Mendez grew up in ménage families and always knew they’d be a trio if they could find the right woman. They’d found her once, but fate took her out of their lives long before they were old enough to stake their claim. No woman since has ever managed to live up to their memories of Lexa, so when fate brings their childhood sweetheart back into their lives, they do everything they can to convince their gray-eyed, world-weary beauty to stay.
There are dangers to be faced and enemies to overcome, but in the end it’s up to her men to show her that some hearts never give up hope, and some loves have no Breaking Point.
She turned around and opened her mouth to say hello, only to find herself caught up in a powerful hug that lifted her off her feet. Her arms were trapped at her side and all she could do was laugh as Diego spun her around and then handed her off to Beau, who nearly crushed her to his chest with the force of his embrace.
“Hi,” she managed to squeak out as she stared up into a pair of aquamarine eyes. “Beau?”
“You do remember us!” Those beautiful eyes lit up as he gave her a lopsided grin. “I was starting to worry.” He lowered her slowly to her feet, and tried to squelch a gasp as she slid down his body and felt nothing but hard planes and solid muscle. Her pussy tingled and her entire body heated up a few degrees, then combusted into open flame as she lifted her head and found him staring down at her, his eyes sparkling with desire.
“I forgot some things I shouldn’t have,” Lexa whispered. “But I’m remembering it all now.”
“Good.” Diego laid a hand on her shoulder and gently spun her back in his direction. “Because we never forgot you.”
Lexa found herself mesmerized by a pair of dark eyes and a smile that made her panties damp. “Outside. Air,” she muttered, her brain only partially working.
“I think that might be a good idea, we seem to be holding up the auction.” Beau laughed and Lexa glanced around to see everyone was watching their reunion.
“Shit,” she breathed. “Just great. I so love being the center of attention.”
Diego slid an arm around her shoulders and Beau’s hand landed in the small of her back and Lexa found herself being escorted to the nearest exit caught between two handsome men who towered over her. They guided her out into the hotel lobby and headed away from the main doors, leaving Lexa confused as to their destination.
“Uh, guys? Where are we going?” she asked, struggling to keep up to their much longer strides, no easy feat when she was the only one of the three wearing heels.
“We know a place.” Beau glanced down and winked at her. “Nice and private. We can catch up and play hooky from what would have been an incredibly boring evening.”
“But I—dinner—we can’t just leave and not come back.” Lexa looked from Beau to Diego and back again. “Can we? I mean Simon brought me, I shouldn’t leave him sitting there for very long.”
“Would you rather go back to Simon than talk to us?” Diego asked, his voice dropping to a low rumble.
“Well, no. I was going to try and track you guys down soon anyway so of course I want to talk to you.” She tossed a look over her shoulder as the lobby disappeared from sight. “But I was thinking five minutes out front, not—where the fuck are you two taking me anyway?”
“Did you just curse at us?” Beau’s delectable mouth was quirked up into a grin that made it hard for Lexa to remember she had asked a question.
“Yes, I cursed at you. I do that a lot when I’m annoyed. And right now I’m getting very fucking annoyed. You two lugs can’t just swan in and whisk me away like that. It’s rude!” Lexa dug her heels in and forced the men to stop. “I’m not going another damned step until you two tell me where we are going.”
“I don’t remember her being this stubborn,” Diego said.
“Then your memory is faulty, she was always this bloody minded.” Beau ran his hand slowly up Lexa’s spine, leaving a path of tingly heat in his wake. “She wasn’t this gorgeous though.”
“I’m right here. You can stop referring to me in the third person, Beau,” Lexa grumped and tried not to quiver as his fingers reversed course.
“Believe me, we know you’re here.” Diego moved so he was facing her, his fingertips brushing over the bare skin at the nape of her neck. “We’re very happy about that. You have no idea how happy.”
Lexa looked up into Diego’s chocolate brown eyes and was amazed at the heat burning in their depths. “Guys? We’re in the middle of a hotel. Whatever you think is going to happen, is not happening, and it is especially not happening out here in public.”
“Just a taste, please?” Diego murmured and lowered his head until their breath mingled and she could feel the heat of his skin shimmering against hers.
“Whoa, Dig! What the hell do you think you’re doing?” Diego’s childhood nickname tumbled out of Lexa’s mouth as she tugged her head back and away from him. She tried to move away but Diego’s hand spanned the back of her neck, making it impossible to step backward more than a few inches.
“I’m saying hello to an old friend,” Diego stated and then kissed her, his lips gentle as they lingered over hers. Before she could muster the brainpower to react he withdrew, leaving her heart pounding and her legs shaking in response to his touch.
“Hell, if you get to say hello with a kiss, so do I,” Beau said and moved in behind her so that her small body was tucked up against his. She could feel every hard inch of him as Beau leaned in and kissed her cheek. “We missed you,” he whispered against her skin and then moved back just enough to nuzzle her ear. “Can you tell?”
“If you think I’m going to lie here while you two eat all the cupcakes you are sorely mistaken.” Lexa started to get up again, but Diego pressed a hand to her chest and stopped her from moving.
“You are dessert. Now lie still, little cupcake, and let us frost you.”
“Wha—” Something cool and thick was brushed over the lips of her pussy and Lexa stopped talking, all her attention riveted on Beau’s fingers as he stroked her labia. She lifted her head and saw Beau staring down at her sex, a partially eaten cupcake in one hand.
Diego’s approach was more direct, and she had to bite back a moan as he simply pressed one of the cupcakes against her breast, transferring the frosting to her skin. Her nipples puckered the instant the cool icing touched them, and the scent of sugar and coconut ticked her nose when she drew in a deep, shuddering breath.
“Close your eyes,” Diego instructed her and she did so, focusing on her other senses instead of just her sight. Something brushed against her lips and she parted them, letting the tip of her tongue dart out to taste the dab of frosting she found at the corner of her mouth. Beau’s fingers slipped between her folds and cool air hit her overheated skin when he parted the lips of her pussy, exposing her clit.
“Now that is the sweetest treat I have ever seen,” he groaned and then his tongue was lapping at the frosting, flicking over and around her clit as he devoured her. Every touch of Beau’s mouth sent molten pleasure flowing through her body and she tried to arch herself against his lips, craving more, but her legs were dangling and his hands were on her thighs, keeping her legs parted and she couldn’t get the leverage she needed to move.
She growled in need and frustration, only to nearly come up off the table altogether as Diego suckled one icing covered breast into the furnace-like heat of his mouth.
They had been quick studies, and now Lexa found herself being touched and stroked with deadly precision. Every move her lovers made was intended to ratchet her need high and push her closer to orgasm. Beau eased two fingers into her sopping pussy and curved them upward until his fingertips brushed over her G-spot. That one touch sent her senses spinning and her pussy clenching tight around his fingers. Sensing her control was slipping, Diego nipped the pebbled nub of her nipple sharply and then released it before dropping his head to her other breast and attacking it with the same hunger as the first.
Beau laved and nibbled at her swollen clit, his fingers tapping out a relentless tempo deep inside her channel. The onslaught of sensation became more than she could bear and a wave of pleasure crested and then crashed over her, sending her into mind-searing release. Her nails raked the desktop and her entire body shuddered as she lost herself in bliss, barely managing to hold back her ecstatic cries.
“Nothing in the world is as beautiful as watching you come,” Diego whispered as he released his mouth from her breast and moved to kiss her. “I want to see you do that again, with Beau’s cock inside you, and then mine. You’re not getting off that desk until you’ve shown us that glorious display at least two more times.”
“Still pushy,” Lexa opened her eyes and grinned up at Diego and then at Beau. “Good thing I think it’s sexy as hell right now.”
“You’re going to regret telling him that,” Beau warned, already tearing open the fly on his pants in his eagerness to be inside her. When he flipped open his wallet and pulled out a condom Lexa laughed. “You always carry one of those around in your wallet in hopes of getting lucky?”
“Sweetling, since you came back we’ve started stashing rubbers everywhere. There is no way we ever want to be without if there’s a chance of getting you naked.”
“How romantic… I think.”
Warm lips brushed over the curve of her ear. “You’re the only woman who has ever made us so crazy we jumped her at the office. Hell, you’re the only woman Hattie has ever let past the front desk. She knew you were special.”
She turned her head and kissed Diego’s cheek. He tasted of coconut and sugar and an underlying spice that was part of his own personal flavor. “You taste good.”
The thick head of Beau’s dick pressed against her entrance and she heard Beau groan with pleasure as he eased himself inside. “You feel like heaven, cher. Diego, you’re going to want to help her stay on the desk because there’s no way this one is going to be slow or easy.” He winked at Lexa and rocked his hips into hers, driving himself in deeper. “You better hang on tight.”
“Hang on to what?” Lexa asked, but Diego was already moving. He lifted her legs and then slid an arm under her knees, gently drawing her legs up toward her chest and holding them in place. His other arm settled under her head acting as a pillow.
“Fuck, she just got so tight it’s like a vice around my dick.” Beau’s voice came out as more of a strangled groan and he started grinding his body against hers so that his balls brushed her ass and her clit was pressed up against his pubic bone. Sparks sizzled in her veins as her inner muscles pulsed, gripping him even harder.
“Stop talking and fuck me!” she demanded, her need now overwhelming every other thought. She didn’t care who heard them, didn’t care if the whole damned department walked in right now, she needed to come.
My name is Susan Hayes and I'm addicted to the written word.
I've had a wild and varied career path that's ranged from selling stuffed orcas to tourists, to spending my days reading and classifying crime files for statistical analysis. But through it all, no matter what I did to pay the bills, I've always been a writer.
I'm somewhere between 35 years old and "don't ask".
I've got a cat, mortgage payments and a full time job.
I live on a stunningly beautiful island in the most temperate corner of Canada.
My hair colour changes with what some might call alarming regularity.
I've been fit and fat. Married and Divorced. A dog and a cat person. But I have come to accept I will never be tall.
Welcome to my world.
If you ever want to drop me a line, you can find me at susanhayesromance (at)gmail.com
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