by Blaise Quin
“And more.”
“What else?”
“What would you have wanted me to do?”
“Anything you wanted,” Justin whispered.
“Anything?”
“Yes, anything!”
“You mean, while you were thousands of miles away, and I was here alone, you would have wanted me to be with another man, kissing him, letting him touch me, touching him?”
“Yes. . .oh god I fantasized about it, over and over.”
Emily smiled, her prayers answered. At least so far. “What did you fantasize about?”
“About you with another man. About you—”
“About me what?” Emily began to stroke him slowly, gently, his quivering shaft the proof of his arousal, not wanting him to finish. Not yet.
“Being fucked,” grunted Justin, straining his neck up suddenly, Emily not ready, not fast enough, Justin’s tongue grinding across her clit. She yelped, pulling away, squeezing her legs together against his head, holding her orgasm at bay, at the very edge.
“If you do that again I won’t tell you the rest,” she warned.
“You’re teasing me,” groaned Justin.
“Am I? Okay, you can ask me any question you want.”
She watched as Justin tried to compose himself, her knees locked around his head, her clit so swollen she could see it poking out at his face.
“Did a man fuck you?”
Emily made him wait, not for him to suffer, but because it would only make her confession all the sweetest. For both of them.
Loosening her fingers from his shaft, she said, “No.”
Her denial must have been so unexpected it took a moment for it to register on Justin’s face. “No?” His one word was pregnant as she was, pregnant with surprise and, of course, with disappointment.
“No. A man did not fuck me.”
“Oh. Did you do something else?”
What was that in Justin’s voice? A hint of hope? How far they had come, when she could excite her husband—and herself—with the hope that she’d perhaps given another man oral sex.
“Much more. But when I said a man did not fuck me, I mean that it wasn’t a single man. It was two men.”
Again her husband’s face slowly registered shock and confusion. “You did it twice?”
“Just one time. Two men, at the same time.”
Justin’s cock banged against her loosely held fingers, an alarm bell, a warning for an imminent assault.
“Two men? Two men fucked you?”
“Yes.” She could feel Justin’s heart pounding against her ass.
Justin shook his head as he said, “I can’t believe it. That’s—that’s some confession.” Yet the awe in his voice seemed to come more from amazed wonderment than anger or disappointment or disbelief.
“Are you okay with it?”
Justin never hesitated, and Emily, confident as she thought she was, almost feinted in relief. “Totally. Can’t you tell?”
She squeezed his shaft. “This says yes. But I want to hear the words, please.”
“I love you,” he said. “I will always love you. No matter what you do.”
Emily smiled, wanting to kiss him more than anything. But this was the moment of truth.
“So I guess I can confess now,” she said.
“Wait, that wasn’t the confession?”
“It wouldn’t be a confession if it’s something you were fantasizing about, would it? I mean, it would be more like a gift.” Before Justin could respond, Emily went on, “The confession is more about the how and the when.”
Now Justin appeared totally confused, but his cock was still stiff in her hand. No doubt he was having trouble keeping up, poor man. Maybe he’d started with ideas of her on a date. Then getting a kiss. Maybe letting a man touch her. She’d leaped ahead to admitting she’d been with two men. She bet even Justin’s fantasies hadn’t gone that far.
“First, the how,” she said. “I’ll give you all the details later, that is, if you want.”
“Yes!”
Matter of factly she added, “I have photos too, if you’d like to see them.”
“Photos? Of you with two men?”
“Well, one at a time, someone had to take the pictures. But right now, the important part of the how is. . .well, you know that I never really felt comfortable buying condoms, right?”
Her change of subject had the desired affect, the possibility—the truth—coming upon Justin obliquely.
“You didn’t,” he said, clearly stunned.
“If you mean about the condoms, you are right. I didn’t buy any.” She hesitated a beat and said, “They didn’t have any either.”
“But you said you were fucked.”
“I did.”
“That means, that means. . .did a man come inside you?”
And now Emily could take it no longer. She lowered herself slowly toward his face, caught between wanting to see his eyes and selfishly needing to get the release she so desperately needed.
“No,” she breathed. “They both did.”
She let go his cock, she didn’t want him shooting in the air, or even in her hand, this was too important. Pressing her mound to Justin’s stunned face, Emily gritted her teeth, swooning as her pussy met his lips, yet needing a few more precious seconds.
She had only a little strength left, in her legs, in her willpower, in her throat. “And now for the when,” she gasped. “Do you want to know when this happened?”
Justin’s head bobbed between her legs, her thighs was so squeezed so tight on him he couldn’t speak.
Emily gathered the last of her strength, and said, “That day I spoke with you on the phone.”
She didn’t have to wonder what Justin was thinking, she knew it for a certainty, she’d be thinking the same thing. Justin’s lips stopped moving, his body froze. He was doing the math in his head. His fingers tightened on her belly, perhaps subconsciously trying to figure out how far along she was. She doubted he had any idea, it was hard enough for a woman to tell just by looking. Justin was counting the weeks, the days, when had she got pregnant?
Right now, his doubt would serve her well. Emily knew it would catapult her to a higher level of release than just his touch, than just his tongue. This too would be an experience to remember for a lifetime.
She lifted herself, so Justin could speak, so she could see his face, so she could both show him the new Emily and at the same time let him know that the new Emily loved him as much as the old Emily.
No, loved him even more. For this was the man who she loved so much, who in return loved her so much he had given her a great gift, to be with other men, just so she could experience what he couldn’t give her by himself.
“Who’s the father?” Justin croaked.
Emily’s greatest lesson of the last year welled over her, even as her tears of excitement and joy and love misted her eyes. The lesson that even simple words had a great power. That you didn’t need stature, or physical strength, to be strong. And most important, you didn’t need to be a man.
Even a tiny woman like herself could overcome any obstacle, achieve any goal, with simple words. It was all about timing.
And the fact that a part of Justin was receptive was all the sweeter.
“Some black man,” she said, the words flowing from her lips like butter, and yet her entire body shook at their utterance. She waited as long as she could muster, and then added, “I’m not sure which one.”
Justin had given her a great gift, and this was her gift in return. She’ d reassure him later, or maybe tomorrow, tell him the truth, but for now, she would leave him with this seed of doubt, just like the seed inside her.
Her husband, her wonderful husband, tensed under her. To relieve his pain, to let him know how thankful she was, she gave him her own gift now, and released all of her love, all of her passion, onto him, her juices flowing into his mouth, just as the words had flown from her lips. Her clit, itself swelling from her
words, crashed into his face, and she erupted, freeing a lifetime of pent up desire, presaging a lifetime of even greater potential, revealing the strength of the woman who had just been born.
The new Emily.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
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Blaise Quin. I love to write stories that fall into the space between romance and erotica. I try to give enough backstory and buildup so that the hot stuff has some context, instead of it just hitting you out of the blue. On the other hand, I know a lot of readers don’t want to wade through hundreds of pages of sometimes trivial information and repetition to get to anything juicy. So think of my stories as the best parts of a steamy romance, or if you prefer, wild situations that you can actually imagine coming true.
C. C. Morian. I write longer stories filled with incredible realism which explore how couples discover something new about their spouses—and themselves. Or how men and women learn what really turns them on, often in unexpected, but perfectly believable, ways.
Books by C. C. Morian and Blaise Quin
Discovering Her Needs
Janet’s first marriage was a disaster, and her rebound relationships more of the same, all sex and no love. She promised herself that if she finally settled down it would be for all the right reasons. When she met Mason, she thought she finally found who she wanted to be with, a good, supportive man. So what if their love life wasn’t so wild? She’d been there, done that.
Mason’s no wimp, but he does enjoy watching other man check out his sexy wife. It’s his little secret, just something to pass the time when he’s at some boring work event with Janet. But when he witnesses Janet running into ex lover Brad, he’s stunned by her reaction—and his own.
Janet is amazed at how her revelations to Mason about what she did with her old boyfriends spices up their love life. It’s just harmless fun, right?
Until she meets up with Brad again, this time on purpose.
Not only for her, but for Mason.
Satisfying Her Needs
Peter’s wife Andie is hot, but when it comes to sex, she just goes through the motions, and not very often at that. She says she loves him, but married him for all his good qualities, not anything physical. The only way Andie can get excited is by fantasizing about other men. Not faceless, nameless men, but real men she knows, men she has flirted with. Although Peter wishes he alone could turn Andie on, her fantasies help rekindle their love life.
Until Peter finds the video. . .
Revenge Is Best Served Hot: Powerful Women (3 novella bundle)
Giving Him What He Deserves
The Kissing Game
Role Reversal
Even the strongest women can be made to feel powerless in the face of a sexist boss, a cheating boyfriend, or even a devious girlfriend. See how these women reclaim their power, and get their revenge.
Three stories of revenge served hot
Giving Him What He Deserves: A wife gets a sweet revenge on her cheating husband.
The Kissing Game: Tired of always having her men stolen by her so called friend, a woman finally gets her just revenge.
Role Reversal: Two women get wicked revenge on their sexist boss. (Warning, this one is really wild!)
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Rules for the Billionaire
Michael is handsome and powerful, plenty rich and soon to be a billionaire. He gets to pick and choose who he sleeps with, and has only one rule: no married women. They aren’t worth the trouble.
Then he meets Joanne. She’s got everything Michael feasts on. Stunning eyes. An amazing body. Brains. A smart mouth and sensuality.
But she’s very married.
Joanne is so hot Michael breaks his rule about married women. He’s used to getting what he wants, and he’ll have Joanne. Imagine his surprise when he discovers that Joanne has her sights set on him, but wants to keep her husband too.
A Surprise Revelation (The Surprise Series #1)
Melissa has a handsome, caring husband, a good job, a nice house. But there’s something missing—passion. She had it before, with boyfriend Marcus, and misses it terribly.
Biker Vern recognizes her hidden need right away. The arousal he awakens in Melissa makes her wonder if marrying Richard was the right thing to do. Now Melissa’s tenth year reunion is coming up, a tempting opportunity to reconnect with alpha male Marcus.
Richard. Vern. Marcus.
Safety. Danger. Passion.
Choices.
Vern and Marcus forces Melissa to confront the secret uncontrollable need she has tried desperately to ignore, a need that, if she succumbs to it, could devastate her husband Richard and destroy her marriage.
Yet Richard has a secret of his own. . .
(This is a standalone book, although Melissa and Richard’s story will continue in A Surprise Reunion.)
A Surprise Reunion (The Surprise Series #2)
Melissa seems to have the perfect marriage. It’s comfortable and safe. But deep down, she knows there is something missing. So does her husband Richard. It’s tearing both of them apart.
The only man who Melissa felt truly passionate about was alpha male Marcus. But that was back in college, ten years ago, and Melissa thought she was over him. Now she’s not so sure, and neither is Richard.
Richard tells Melissa that he lovers he so much he wants her to get back with Marcus to find out if that’s what she needs to make her really happy.
There’s only one condition: Melissa has to tell Richard everything that happens with Marcus.
Everything.
(This is a standalone book, although you can read Melissa and Richard’s backstory in A Surprise Revelation.)
A Kiss to Start it All
(New Adult Romance)
Sassy Jackie is a harmless flirt, or so she thinks. Turns out her flirtations earn her a reputation on campus, not for being loose, but just the opposite, because she’s never actually gone all the way. With no end of guys trying to ‘fix’ her, and surrounded by the exploits of her wild friend Sue, who’s a poster child for bad influence, Jackie is under a lot of pressure to do something.
Jackie doesn’t think she should have to defend herself for not putting out, or to do something she isn’t ready for, just to be considered normal. It’s a dilemma every young woman faces, and Jackie wants to get it right.
Whatever that means.
This standalone story is the first of a new series about how an innocent (or sometimes not so innocent!) kiss just might start something new, exciting, sensuous, or even wild. . .
Books by Blaise Quin
The Pent Up Desires Series
Back in the Game
Back in the Workforce
A Model Arrangement
Aged to Perfection
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Back in The Game
Forty year old Beth has kept herself in great shape since her divorce, and while she would love to meet a man again, she hasn’t had much luck with online dating. She used to play some volleyball, so she joins the local club to play and maybe meet some men her age.
Imagine her surprise when she finds out that volleyball isn’t all that’s going on at the gym. And the hot young studs on the other team don’t care at all how old Beth is.
