Romp

by Shelley Munro

  “Good,” Fletch growled, seconds before he seized Gaby and flung her over his shoulder. “Liam and I have a private celebration in mind.”

  Gaby chuckled. Liam walked behind them and his shorts didn’t look very comfortable. “We have a lot to celebrate. The Christmas is Coming vibrators are selling past our expectations.”

  “That’s great, sweetheart,” Fletch said. “But that’s not what I had in mind.” He tossed her on the bed and started yanking at her clothes. In no time flat, she was naked, her two men staring down at the bed, their eyes glittering with arousal.

  Deciding to tease them, Gaby parted her legs and flashed her pussy. With one hand she played with a nipple while the other snaked between her legs to caress her clit.

  Liam groaned. “I love watching you.”

  Fletch ripped off his T-shirt and scrambled from the rest of his clothes. He pounced like a cat, holding her hips firmly while he teased her with his lips and tongue. Already her body was moist and ready for them, the subtle teasing she’d indulged in during the afternoon like a double-edged sword. She wanted a cock inside her—heck, make that two—as soon as possible.

  The mattress depressed when Liam joined Fletch and together they licked her pussy, taking turns to massage her clit. Sometimes, they backed off to kiss each other, knowing the sight made her even hotter.

  When she shuddered, out of control, so close to the edge it was almost painful, they stopped.

  “You know teasing is bad,” she complained.

  “Yeah and payback is a bitch. You and Liam ganged up on me last night,” Fletch said.

  “Take the torture like an adult.”

  “Hell, listen to him,” Gaby said, sharing a speaking glance with Fletch. “He isn’t listening to us cautioning about revenge.”

  “I’m listening,” Liam said, reaching over to grab the lube. “You two can gang up on me anytime. I’m yours to command. What position do you want?”

  “Gaby on her hands and knees. I’m not gonna last long this time. Gaby can suck me off while you take her. Besides, we have the entire night to drive her crazy.”

  Gaby rose with alacrity, turning onto her hands and knees and waggling her butt. “Enough with the talk. I don’t need you guys. I have my trusty vibrator and attachments.”

  “But you want us,” Fletch said, unperturbed. He slapped her on the bottom when he noticed her hand reaching toward her clit for a furtive stroke.

  “And you love us.” Liam smeared a little of the pleasure-enhancing lube on his cock.

  Gaby looked over her shoulder, smiling in acceptance. Nothing less than the truth. She’d never felt happier. She sighed when she felt Liam line up his cock, pushing her butt back against him to take him deeper. At the tap of Fletch’s cock against her lips, she opened her mouth and took him inside. The musky flavor of him burst across her taste buds, and she swirled her tongue across his sweet spot, wanting more.

  Liam pushed deep, filling her before withdrawing. Evidently he was feeling on edge too because he reached beneath her to finger her clit. Gaby shivered. She let her mind drift, surrendering to the pleasure swirling inside both body and mind. Clued in to the signs of imminent explosion by both her men, she increased her suction on Fletch and tightened her inner muscles around Liam.

  Liam pulled back and thrust into her hard, nudging her over into orgasm. The sweet sensations roared through her body. Her pussy spasms gripped Liam and he groaned in enjoyment. Seconds later, Fletch came in her mouth and she concentrated on him. She licked him gently until he pushed her away. Liam pulled out of her and they fell together in a tangle of limbs.

  Gaby sighed in contentment and snuggled up to her men. Christmas was definitely coming.

  Thank you for reading Romp. Did you enjoy it? If so, please consider leaving a review at your favorite online bookstore. A review would make my day!

  Turn the page for an excerpt from Buzz, the next story in the Fancy Free series. I’ve also included an excerpt from Fringe Benefits, another threesome romance.

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  Happy reading

  Shelley

  Excerpt – Buzz

  “Sebastian.”

  A sharp elbow to Sebastian Lang’s ribs jerked him off balance and he almost head-butted his date. He grasped her upper arms before she toppled on her butt in a chain reaction. “Sorry, sweetheart.” He made sure she was okay before scowling at his friend Wayne, who hovered beside them. “What did you do that for?”

  Wayne pantomimed something, frustration knitting his brow when Sebastian stared at him blankly. He tried again, his face screwing up until his expression resembled a tribal mask carved by one of his Maori ancestors. Obviously whatever Wayne wanted to say wasn’t fit for a woman’s ears.

  “It’s okay,” the attractive blonde cooed, a heavy coating of mascara aiding her slow, sexy blink. “I’ll give you some privacy ‘cause I have to visit the little girls’ room anyway.”

  Sebastian fought to restrain his grimace. The little girls’ room. Really? Why didn’t she call it a toilet and leave it at that? Everyone had to take a piss sometime. She waggled her fingers in a coy wave and sashayed away—or as much as she could sway wearing her tight little skirt and skyscraper heels.

  “Sebastian!”

  “What?” Sebastian glared at his longtime friend and business partner Wayne Garrett.

  Wayne tore his gaze off the dance floor to study him properly. “What’s crawled up your arse tonight?”

  Nothing Wayne could fix. “What do you want?”

  Wayne leaned closer, his tanned face alight with mischief. “Do you still have your remote control for the Fancy Free vibrator?”

  “Not on me. It’s in the office.”

  “Too bad. I persuaded Jocelyn to wear the vibrator tonight and noticed something interesting when I used the remote. Go and ask Jen for a dance.”

  Sebastian’s brows rose. “Our Jen?”

  Wayne grinned with his entire face. “I forgot that you haven’t seen her yet. See the woman with the long, straight brown hair? The one wearing the short black skirt and pink top?”

  Whoa! Nice arse. “That’s Jen Alexander?”

  “She cleans up good, huh? You should have seen her in shorts this morning. Made me feel way better about stopping by her house to pick up paperwork. I had no idea she was hiding that luscious body beneath her navy-blue suit.”

  “Stop.” Sebastian held up his hand to enforce the harsh note in his voice. “That’s Jen you’re lusting over. She works for us and that makes her out of…” He trailed off, realizing what his friend was getting at. This was Jen’s leaving party. After years of nursing her mother then working long hours to save money, she was going back to school full-time.

  “Go and ask her to dance.”

  “Where’s Giles? And where is Jocelyn?”

  Wayne’s face hardened, ice freezing his former humor. “Libby told me the bastard sent her a breakup text five minutes before she left for the party.”

  “A text? Prick better not come near me when we’re working with Liam and Fletch’s crew next week,” Sebastian said with a growl. “And Jocelyn?”

  “Jocelyn is in the kitchen talking to her cousin. Go before your date comes back from the little girls’ room.”

  “You heard.”

  “Yep. You don’t want her in your bed, Seb.”

  No, he didn’t. He wanted Wayne. Sebastian shoved the thought aside, locking it firmly away and headed for Jen. Thoughts like that had no business popping into his mind. Sighing, he weaved through the crowds of employees and friends on the dance floor. Laughter filled the Sloan town hall and the scent of hot sausage rolls floated on the air with the Women’s Division matriarchs in the thick of the kitchen action.

  “Jen?” Sebastian tapped her on the shoulder. “Would you like to dance?”

  Jen turned and Sebastian got his first look at the miraculous transformati
on of their junior office assistant. Her curly hair no longer hung in uncontrolled chaos around her face. She must have visited a hairdresser because now it was dead straight and the shiny brown mass tumbled down her back. Her clothes were different too, showcasing a curvy body. Even her features looked different with an expert application of makeup.

  “You look gorgeous, Jen.” Not even her slightly reddened blue eyes detracted from her natural beauty. “Those high school boys aren’t going to know what hit them.”

  “See! I told you.” Gaby Montgomery, one of Jen’s friends, sent her a thumbs-up.

  Jen grinned, making her look more like the familiar Jennifer of the office. “I’m not going to school to check out the boys. I’m going to study. Besides, they’re all at least seven years younger than me. When I date, I want a man—” She broke off suddenly, her good humor faltering, and Sebastian wanted to beat Giles to a pulp for hurting her.

  He grabbed her hand. “Come and dance with me.”

  Jen found herself tugged into the midst of friends strutting their stuff on the floor. Sebastian put his arms around her, holding her lightly as they moved to the melody.

  “We’re going to miss you around the office.”

  “I’ll still help Libby during my holidays.” Somehow she didn’t think Sebastian and Wayne would miss her in quite the same way she’d miss them. Her bosses were both sexy men and in high demand with the single women living in and around the country town of Sloan. Local rumor said they’d used their building skills to install revolving doors on their bedrooms.

  Not that she’d know. They treated her like a younger sister—which was as it should be, she reminded herself. Mind back on the plan.

  Finish school. Accounting degree.

  She didn’t have time for a man in her life.

  “That’s good to hear.” Sebastian smiled at her, ice blue eyes crinkling at the corners. “You know if you need anything all you have to do is ask.”

  “Thanks. I—” She broke off with a surprised gasp.

  “What is it? What’s wrong?”

  “N-nothing,” she said in a strangled voice. The new Fancy Free vibrator, the remote-controlled one she’d promised to test for her inventor friend Gaby, buzzed to life again. The very one she’d inserted minutes before Giles had so kindly sent her a text dumping her arse, vibrated on the perfect spot. She bit her bottom lip, concentrating on holding back her gasps of enjoyment. That felt sooo good.

  The vibrations ceased as suddenly as they’d started. Thank god! That had been the second time tonight. She sucked in a hasty breath and glanced around for Giles. No, she was pretty sure he wasn’t here. But she would be demanding back the remote control the second she saw the louse.

  If he thought he could wriggle back into her good graces, he was sadly mistaken. No one treated her like a doormat and got away with it. And as soon as this dance ended, she’d make a hasty trip to the restrooms. If Gaby hadn’t hustled her out of the house so quickly she’d have removed the vibrator before she’d left home. Since arriving at the hall, she hadn’t managed a quiet moment to herself.

  “What made you decide to change your hair?” Sebastian asked.

  Jen frowned. Had he noticed her weird behavior?

  “Jen?”

  Oh dear. He would if she didn’t act normally. “Libby gave me a voucher for the new beauty spa. Gaby dragged me off this afternoon and paid for a visit to the hairdresser.”

  “Giles is a fool.”

  “You heard?” Her gaze flew to his before flitting away in embarrassment. She didn’t want his sympathy.

  “Jen, look at me.” His imperious tone brooked no refusal and his callused fingertips tipping her face upward sealed the deal. “You’re better off without the idiot.”

  The insistent buzz in her pussy started again. She groaned, saw his eyes widen and suspicions start to coalesce.

  “What else did Gaby give you?”

  “Nothing.” The stimulation intensified. Chills chased across her flesh and for one horrid moment she thought her knees would buckle. Another quick punch of heat forced a moan from her.

  “Giles better not have control of that remote,” Sebastian said in a snarl.

  Hmmm, I wonder what happens next in this delectable threesome tale…

  Excerpt – Fringe Benefits

  She closed her eyes, wincing at the rapid tattoo of her heart. Kelvin splashed in the river and a thrush perched in the oak tree sang its little heart out. In a nearby paddock, a sheep let out a plaintive baa that sounded faintly complaining. Marie couldn’t blame the creature. This heat wave was making everyone moody and miserable.

  A whisper of sensation across one breast stirred her. Suspecting a fly, she swished a lazy hand. Then warm, wet suction closed around her nipple and her eyes flew open.

  Kelvin pulled away to smile at her. “I couldn’t resist.” His dark brown eyes challenged her, dared her to tell him to stop.

  As if. Marie wanted to grab him by the ears and direct his mouth back to her breast. She wanted to bossily order him to suck her nipple hard in easy, rhythmic pulls that would echo in her pussy and start the journey to pleasure. Instead, she cleared her throat. “You okay?”

  A shadow crossed his face. “It’s Friday and a long weekend. Why shouldn’t I be okay?”

  Neat avoidance of her question. If he didn’t want to talk about Saffron, fine. “Have you seen my bikini top? I couldn’t find it.”

  “I like you better without.” Mischief lit his eyes as his fingers drifted across the lower curve of her breast. A prickle of heat shot from the spot he touched to settle in an ache between her legs. As they watched, her nipple pulled to a crest. “Much better,” he murmured with masculine appreciation.

  Heat collected in her cheeks but she couldn’t look away from his fingers and the mesmerizing stroke of them across her breast, the contrast in color between her creamy skin and his tanned fingers. A sigh escaped as yearning and desire blossomed. She’d missed the closeness with Kelvin. Too much if she was honest. The thought made her bite her lip in consternation. Friends with benefits was just that—sex with friends—but it meant no jealousy, no strings. No unruly emotions. It meant sticking to the rules they’d discussed before they’d decided on this course. No sex if they were in relationships with other people, no discussing the relationship with outsiders and most of all, respect.

  A problem these days. Her feelings for Kelvin and Shane had grown from mere friendship to love after she’d become physically intimate with them. Jealousy. It nibbled at her mind, corroding her good intentions. She’d hated the perky Saffron as much as she disliked Shane’s recent girlfriend. Marie had become a mite possessive about her men and it was becoming difficult to hide her feelings.

  “You have the sexiest breasts. Voluptuous. Beautiful curves.” Each word he punctuated with an open-mouthed kiss, moving closer to her taut nipple.

  Begging words crammed her throat and her hands fisted in the nubby fabric of the towel. Finally—thank goodness—his mouth closed over her nipple. Suction plus a hint of teeth shoved past her misgivings and a groan escaped. The curl of heat throbbed between her legs and, with trembling hands, she cupped his head, running her fingers through his damp hair. Okay, so her misgivings were fragile and had fallen like a sandcastle to the tide. She couldn’t help her feelings or the way her body responded to Kelvin and Shane. Wanting two men didn’t make her a slut. Or sick, she added defiantly, trying to argue with the voice of reason.

  Kelvin lifted his head to blow across her glistening nipple. “Beautiful.” He leaned over and took her other nipple into his mouth, dragging hard without gentleness.

  Marie whimpered, arching up and clutching his shoulders when he would have pulled away. During the last three months she had missed Kelvin. With just his touch he had her hovering on the edge of control, moisture flooding her sex and tension rippling from head to toe.

  Kelvin rolled onto his back and dragged her with him so she sprawled over his chest. To her relief
, she wasn’t the only one affected by their play. Kelvin sported an impressive erection, his face taut with desire.

  “You’re wet,” she said, the droplets of water from his swim sending a raft of goose bumps across her heated skin.

  “And if I’m lucky you will be too,” he whispered. “God, you’re so sexy, Marie. I love your curves and the way you enjoy your food.”

  Marie bit back a smirk. Obviously Saffron’s veiled insults about her healthy appetite and love of cooking hadn’t gone unnoticed. “If that’s a hint for me to cook dinner tonight, no way. It’s too hot to cook.”

  “How about a barbeque? Do we have steaks in the freezer?”

  “We do, but aren’t you going out tonight with the rest of the boys?” Kelvin and Shane and their friends normally went to the pub on a Friday night to play pool and shoot the breeze. Sometimes she went with them, but all she wanted to do tonight was laze around.

  “Nah, thought I might hang out at home tonight. You?”

  “I’m not going anywhere that requires putting on too many clothes,” Marie said. “Are you sure you don’t know where my bikini top is?”

  “Shane and I might have mislaid it,” Kelvin said with a grin.

  “I knew it!”

  “It’s more fun when we skinny dip.”

  “And when we have guests?”

  “We’ll give it back,” he promised in a husky voice. His eyes darkened, the laughter fading until his lashes lowered to screen his expression. “Marie, I’m really horny. Can we have sex?”

  Hell yes! Immediately, the tight ball of arousal in her lower body contracted, a tremor of pleasure and anticipation fluttering in her pussy. She grinned and wondered what had gone wrong between him and Saffron. “As long as you don’t expect anything too energetic in this heat. Kiss me.”

  “I’ve missed you, Marie.” He settled in to kiss her, nibbling gently on her bottom lip before licking and finally pushing his tongue into her mouth. Marie sighed, a purr of pleasure and acquiescence. She grasped his shoulders and rubbed against his hard chest with acute eagerness bubbling through her. God, she’d missed him so much.