by Opal Carew
The two men began to move inside Aimee. In and out. Aimee moaning and clinging to Craig.
“Oh, God, yes. Your cocks are so big.” Aimee gasped.
“Devlin, touch my body. Lower.” Sandra arched her hips, then moaned as his cock shifted inside her.
One of his hands slid down and he stroked her slit. He found her clit and teased. Very lightly. Barely a touch at all. She watched the men thrust into Aimee. Oh, God, it was so sexy watching her friends enjoying one another’s bodies as they put on a show for her and Devlin.
Aimee moaned, then wailed in orgasm. James groaned, and a few seconds later, Craig grunted. Sandra’s eyelids fell closed and she arched against Devlin’s hand, which caused his cock to stroke inside her, and she moaned.
“You want a little help over there, Mistress Sandra?” Aimee asked.
Sandra sucked in a deep breath. “Yes, that would be great.”
Aimee soaped up the men’s wilted cocks, then washed them thoroughly. When the men stepped from the shower, their cocks were semierect. Aimee dried herself off and walked to Sandra, then knelt in front of her and stroked her stomach. She leaned forward and drew Devlin’s fingers from Sandra’s clit, then licked the little button. Devlin stroked both Sandra’s breasts. The sensations thrumming through her body sent her heart rate accelerating.
Aimee stood up and pressed her breast to Sandra’s mouth. Sandra captured the hard nipple. Aimee pressed her other breast to Devlin’s mouth and he sucked deeply. Craig and James stood on either side of the chair and shifted Devlin’s hands away from Sandra’s breasts, then began to suck on her nipples. Sandra gasped at the intense sensations.
“I’m just in the way here.” Aimee backed up, stroking her own breasts, then grabbed a towel and sat on the grass, watching them.
“Want us to fuck you, Mistress Sandra?” Craig asked.
“Oh, yeah,” Sandra answered, in almost a moan.
James pressed his cock to Sandra’s slit, then glided inside. Waves of delight washed through her. He thrust in three times, then slid free. Craig pressed his bigger cock to her slit and slid inside, stretching her wide. He stroked a few times. She moaned when he slid free, but James took his place again.
Sandra’s breathing accelerated as the two men shared her. Back and forth, driving inside her, augmenting the feel of Devlin’s huge cock inside her ass. Little bursts of pleasure erupted through her. When Craig thrust into her again, she grabbed his shoulders.
“Fuck me until I come,” she demanded.
Craig smiled and thrust deep again. Devlin nuzzled her neck as wild pleasure seared every nerve ending. Craig thrust again and again. Devlin’s cock shifted inside her, stroking her back passage.
Blazing heat catapulted through her, and she gasped as intoxicating pleasure exploded within her. The big cocks continued to stroke her insides and she wailed as rapture blossomed inside her. Both men roared as they joined her in orgasm. She rode the intense wave of bliss.
Slowly, her senses returned to the real world, and to the incredible sensation of being sandwiched between these two hulking men. Craig kissed her lips, then withdrew.
On the towel, James glided into Aimee, thrusting fast and hard. He moaned again in orgasm, stiffened, and groaned his release.
Sandra took a moment to catch her breath. She couldn’t believe she’d found three such loving friends to help bring her sexual fantasies to life—and a man like Devlin who loved her and was willing to share in these erotic adventures.
Life was good.
Craig offered his hand and helped her up. Devlin’s cock fell free and she missed it immediately.
“You were all very good slaves.” Sandra turned around and smiled at Devlin. “Especially you. As a reward, I set you all free.”
Devlin grinned, then stood up. He peeled away the bands around his neck and wrists and tossed them aside, then he grabbed Sandra and pulled her into his arms. She melted against him as his mouth ravaged hers, his tongue diving inside her mouth and plundering. Suddenly he leaned forward and she fell over his shoulder.
He stroked her ass, sending tingles through her body, as he carried her toward the shower. Warm water streamed over her as he set her on her feet. She watched hungrily as he soaped up his cock, stroking it until it was rock-hard again. Then he dragged her against his hard body and kissed her passionately. With his hands on her shoulders, he guided her backward until she felt the slate wall against her back.
She gasped as his big cock drove into her.
His cock filled her like no other. He thrust into her again and again. She clung to his shoulders and moaned as an orgasm began and just kept on going as he filled her again and again with his giant cock.
Finally, when she’d nearly fainted with pleasure, he spiraled inside her and erupted. She clung to him, moaning at the feel of him filling her with his heat.
He nuzzled her neck, then kissed her.
She stared at him with wide eyes. “Wow.”
He grinned. “Just to remind you who your main man is.”
“Oh, don’t worry. There’s no doubt in my mind.” She stroked his cheek and smiled. “And I will love, honor, and obey you. Because I love you, Devlin.”
“And I love you.”
Sandra could see the joy in his eyes as he squeezed her tight in his arms. She knew it wouldn’t be long before he asked her to marry him. Especially with her not-so-subtle hints.
She also knew she’d say yes.
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Opal Carew’s next novel.
Secret Weapon
Coming July 2012 from St. Martin’s Griffin
Copyright © 2011 by Elizabeth Batten-Carew
Sloan Granger hung up his uniform, then closed his locker. He was still getting used to life on the police force in the beautiful town of Kenora, Maine. He’d moved here two months ago and didn’t regret the decision to leave L.A. at all. It was quieter here, more relaxed, which meant he could focus on more important things than the stresses of the job.
Derek Jameson, still dressed in his own uniform, walked into the locker room.
“Hey, Sloan.” He opened his locker a few down from Sloan’s, then sat down on the flat wooden bench and untied his shoes. “Any big plans for the weekend?”
“Not really. You have something in mind?”
He and Derek had taken in a movie last week and they’d played squash together a couple of times.
“That depends. Are you seeing anyone right now?”
Sloan raised an eyebrow at the question. “No. I’ve been too busy settling in.” But Sloan knew exactly the woman he intended to start dating. In fact, Janine had been the reason he’d chosen to move to Kenora.
Janine and Sloan had history. They’d grown up together and, if things hadn’t gotten screwed up because of devastating events, they would be in a relationship right now. But fate had kicked them both in the butt and sent them in different directions. Janine had moved to Kenora six years ago. Mostly to get away from Sloan. He knew that. And he was here to fix it.
“Great. I was wondering if you were free on Friday night.”
“Are you trying to fix me up with someone?” Sloan asked. “Because I’m really not interested.”
“First, this isn’t a fix-up … exactly … and second, if you’re not interested in what I’m about to suggest, you need to have your head examined.”
Sloan sat down on the bench, too. “Okay, I’ll bite. What’s on the table?”
Derek leaned toward him. “I go out with this really hot woman and … she really likes pushing the envelope, if you know what I mean.”
“So you’re suggesting what exactly?” Sloan hadn’t been with a woman in quite a while—how could he since all he could do lately was think about Janine? He intended to win Janine’s heart, but a wild, no-strings hookup with Derek’s girlfriend, probably sharing her with Derek, would be a hot, incredibly sexy experience. And with no lasting repercussions.
“She has this fantas
y of having sex with a stranger. We’ve done it where she’s had a blindfold on and we pretend she doesn’t know me, but she’d like to try the real thing. I told her I could find someone I trust, and who would be discreet.”
“So it would be just her and me?” That would be a bit weird. Making out with a total stranger, knowing she was Derek’s girlfriend.
“No, I’ll be there. Watching. And getting involved if that seems comfortable once things get started. She’ll be blindfolded, at least at first, to heighten the situation. That should make things less awkward, too.”
“Sounds like you have this all planned out. You do this a lot?”
“Not the stranger thing. This is the first time. But we’ve done threesomes before.”
Sloan grinned. “Wow, you’ve got a really hot one there.”
Derek grinned. “Hot in looks and attitude.” He pulled his wallet from his pocket and flipped it open to a picture of a beautiful brunette with an angelic smile.
Sloan’s heart stopped as he stared at the picture of Janine.
ALSO BY OPAL CAREW
Pleasure Bound
Bliss
Forbidden Heat
Secret Ties
Six
Blush
Swing
Twin Fantasies
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“A blazing-hot erotic romp … a must-read for lovers of erotic romance. A fabulously fun and stupendously steamy read for a cold winter’s night. This one’s so hot, you might need to wear oven mitts while you’re reading it!”
—Romance Junkies
4 stars! “Carew’s devilish twists and turns keep the emotional pitch of the story moving from sad to suspenseful to sizzling to downright surprising in the end.… The plot moves swiftly and satisfyingly.”
—RT Book Reviews
“Fresh, exciting, and extremely sexual, with characters you’ll fall in love with. Absolutely fantastic!”
—Fresh Fiction
“The constant and imaginative sexual situations keep the reader’s interest along with likable characters with emotional depth. Be prepared for all manner of coupling, including groups, exhibitionism, voyeurism, and same-sex unions.… I recommend Swing for the adventuresome who don’t mind singeing their senses.”
—Regency Reader
“Carew pulls off another scorcher.… [She] knows how to write a love scene that takes her reader to dizzying heights of pleasure.”
—My Romance Story
“So much fun to read … The story line is fast-paced with wonderful humor.”
—Genre Go Round Reviews
“A great book … Ms. Carew has wonderful imagination.”
—Night Owl Romance Reviews
“Opal Carew brings erotic romance to a whole new level.… She writes a compelling romance and sets your senses on fire with her love scenes!”
—Reader to Reader
4 stars! “Written with great style … A must for any erotic romance fan, ménage enthusiasts in particular.”
—Just Erotic Romance Reviews
“Plain delicious in its sensuality. Opal Carew has a great imagination, and her sensual scenes are sure to get a fire going in many readers.”
—A Romance Review
4½ hearts! “Humor, angst, drama, lots of hot sex, and interesting characters make for an entertaining read that you will have a hard time putting down.”
—The Romance Studio
“Opal Carew has given these characters depth and realism.… A thrilling romance, full of both incredible passion and heartwarming tenderness, and Opal Carew is an author to watch.”
—Joyfully Reviewed
“Wonderfully written … I highly recommend this tale.”
—Romance Reviews Today
“An outstanding novel … I encourage you to read this exceptional book.”
—The Road to Romance
“This book is extremely hot! Ms. Carew had me squirming in my seat while reading this story.… This book was so great I want to read more stories by this author.”
—Coffee Time Romance
This is a work of fiction. All of the characters, organizations, and events portrayed in this novel are either products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously.
TOTAL ABANDON. Copyright © 2011 by Elizabeth Batten-Carew. All rights reserved. For information, address St. Martin’s Press, 175 Fifth Avenue, New York, N.Y. 10010.
www.stmartins.com
Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data
Carew, Opal.
Total abandon / Opal Carew. — 1st ed.
p. cm.
ISBN 978-0-312-67459-5
I. Title.
PR9199.4.C367T67 2011
813'.6—dc22
2010042918
First Edition: April 2011
eISBN 978-1-4299-6742-6
First St. Martin’s Griffin eBook Edition: April 2011
