by Rylon, Jayne
“I’m not so sure I am.” Luke bent and pressed a kiss to the tip of one breast. “I can’t imagine this being the last time with you.”
“It might be all I have to give,” she said.
“Then let’s make it good, so she’ll want to come back.” Mark’s face had reddened and his hands clamped on Libby’s hips, rubbing her against him. “For crissakes, Luke, don’t analyze everything to death. She wants uncommitted sex. Let’s give the lady what she wants.”
Libby’s shoulders pushed back, her breasts bobbing free. The expression on Luke’s face, those intense brown eyes, nearly had her begging.
Finally, he nodded. “Okay. No strings. No tomorrows. But I plan on making today last as long as possible.”
She held out her hand and shook his. Where he gripped her fingers, they tingled, sending little electric shocks straight south to that wet, pulsing place that needed them now. “Deal.”
Mark pushed her to a standing position and leaped out from under her, popping the top button on his jeans.
Luke frowned. “Geez, Mark, have a little couth.”
His brother groaned and jerked the other three buttons of his jeans loose in one movement. His cock sprang free, hard and straight, fully engorged. Mark sagged in relief. “Next time you decide to have a conversation with her, do it when her pussy isn’t rubbing my dick.”
Libby glanced at Mark’s cock, her tongue sweeping across suddenly dry lips. “Oh my, in the light of day, I see what Audrey was talking about.”
“You haven’t seen anything yet,” Luke promised.
Mark laughed. “Quit braggin’ and show her whatcha got, bro.”
“First things first.” On his knees on the blanket, Luke reached for the button on Libby’s jeans, flicking the rivet through the hole. As he slid the zipper down, his fingers followed, sliding beneath her black, lace panties.
Mark kicked off his boots and shucked his jeans, flinging them off the deck entirely, standing naked and magnificent in all his Native American glory. Naturally tanned skin stretched taut over his entire body. His smooth, hairless, muscular chest rippled with every movement.
Libby couldn’t drag her gaze away from where his waist narrowed to tight hips and that enormous cock jutted fiercely in front of him. Oh, my.
Then Luke’s hands pushed her jeans down over her thighs, his fingers blazing a trail across her skin. He lifted one of her feet, untied the black biker boot and pulled it free, taking the jean leg with it.
Mark stepped up in front of Libby to steady her as Luke stripped her body of every stitch, leaving the black lace panties for last.
Standing in the warm sun, her fair skin tingling, Libby reached for the elastic waistband of her panties, anxious now to be completely free of all constrictions.
Luke’s hand covered hers, stopping her from removing the last barrier. “Wait. I want to be as naked as you two before we move on.”
Libby turned to face Luke.
He stood, reaching for his waistband.
She pushed his hands to the side and slipped her fingers beneath the waistband of his jeans, fingering the top button. “You take entirely too long. Let me.”
Mark groaned behind her, pressing his cock against her bottom. “I tried to tell him that, but he insists on taking it slowly with you.”
“Do you take it slowly with your other women?” she asked.
“As far as I’m concerned, there are no other women.” Luke’s hands dropped to his sides, allowing her to take charge.
Libby snorted. “Right.” She glanced over her shoulder. “Mark?”
“No. We get right down to business.”
Luke glared at his brother. “I told you…Libby is different.”
“And she wants sex. Don’t stand in the way of her getting what she wants. Ol’ Pleaze can tell you that’s not a good idea.”
Libby shook her head, her hands still resting on the top button of Luke’s jeans. “I promise not to hurt either one of you.”
“I doubt you’ll keep that promise,” Luke said softly.
Her brows furrowed. “I keep my promises.”
“Okay, okay.” Luke’s hands rose to cup her arms, urging her to continue undressing him. “Then let Mark and I remind you what it’s like with two men.”
“About time.” She flicked the first button loose and yanked the remaining buttons free of their holes. His cock jutted forward into her palm.
“You two are physically identical in every way.” Her eyes rounded and her breathing grew ragged as her pussy creamed, pulsing in anticipation of having both of them inside her. “I never knew how good it could be, two men at once. I believe I’m ruined for anything else,” she whispered, her hand gliding over Luke’s length. She reached back to capture Mark’s dick in her hand, holding both, lingering over the velvety smooth skin stretched over steel rods.
Luke hooked her panties and slid them down her legs to her ankles. As he rose in front of her, his hand cupped her pussy, his fingers sliding deep into her.
Libby’s head fell back, a moan rising from deep inside, escaping into the open air.
Mark’s hands cupped her breasts from behind. ”Sweetheart, let us show you how good it can be in the daylight.”
Hammer It Home
Jayne Rylon
When times get tough, the tough stage one scorching-hot intervention.
Powertools, Book 6
Morgan is happy that her best friend Kate is expecting the crew’s littlest member, but helping renovate a room for a nursery is more than she can bear. Baby furniture and pastel paint are a painful reminder that she and Joe can’t—and will never—conceive. There’s no hiding it from the rest of the close-knit crew, either.
True to their unique brand of love, the gang rallies to find a non-traditional solution to alleviate their friends’ suffering. Not with a cold, clinical visit to a sperm donation clinic, but delivering it the old-fashioned way. With a healthy dose of searing passion.
But soon after Morgan’s scorching hot night with her husband’s four best friends, an accident threatens the life of one of those men. The challenges that lie ahead will test the crew’s powerful bond to the limit—and their long-standing promise to take care of each other through good, bad, and sexy times. Whatever it takes…
Warning: Not everything in life turns out as planned, but with love all odds are surmountable. Especially when those odds include five hot construction workers on your side. Contains m/m/f group ménage scenes.
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Hammer It Home
Copyright © 2012 by Jayne Rylon
ISBN: 978-1-60928-860-0
Edited by Amy Sherwood
Cover by Angela Waters
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Table of Contents
Dedication
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Epilogue
About the Author
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