I don’t think you can have too many threesome snogs, do you? I know I’ve snogged from this book before but I thought it was time for a revisit.
Caroline hates working at Forbes and Richardson until she walks in on Matt and Connor kissing passionately against the photocopier. They admit they enjoy being watched and invite her to be the voyeur to their exhibitionism.
Watching leads to participation as the three of them agree on a bet that makes the working day all the more fun and definitely sexier. How brave is Caroline? What risks is she willing to take to get her ultimate prize -a threesome with the two hottest execs in the company.
Reader Advisory:This story contains scenes of bondage and BDSM, and has one scene of dubious consent.
Here’s the blazing hot kiss which might surprise you:
“No.” Matt’s response was met with sighs all round. “The slut will put on a show for us. You have permission to wank but she doesn’t deserve to be fucked yet, she’ll have to earn it.”
Just when I got my balance back, Matt’s hand pushed against my stomach and pressed me down onto his desk. I leant back on the cold top and gasped as the chill shivered down my spine. The shock puckered my butt before the coolness eased my poor spank-burnt skin.
As I spread my thighs lewdly I was very aware of the two men in the room with me and the open door. I had an audience and possibly it was bigger than I thought. I eagerly sought my aching clit with my fingers. I scooped up my own abundant juices to lubricate my rubbing action and heard groans of appreciation as I spread my swollen lips while I wanked.
Every noise was amplified because I could not see either of the lads. Connor’s seat was no longer filled and I guessed he had joined his boyfriend for a closer look. I moaned and stroked with just the right tempo to heighten my desire and undulated my hips as I imagined something more than just my fingers satisfying my need.
As if my wish had been granted, I felt a hand on my thigh and hot breath against my cunt. I stilled and the mouth leaned closer until the lips pressed against my clit.
“Fuck, yes.” The voice was Matt’s so I knew who was kissing me so intimately. Connor’s tongue insinuated between my lower lips and slipped inside me. After he’d lapped up my juices he changed his focus to my excited nub.
“Yes, yes, yes,” I chanted while the pleasure pressure built. I ran my fingers into his soft billowing hair and I held him to me as I thrashed out my orgasm.
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