Men of Kinsey 3
An Education for Amy
Amy has moved on. She has a great job, good friends, and has more confidence in herself. She thought she’d left her past behind…until it shows up to threaten not only her, but also the three men whose weekly visits to the club make her heart believe in love again.
Adam, Ethan, and Jordon Kinsey only come to the club so often because of Amy. She is the sweetest little thing, and they know that she is perfect for them. But they also know she is scared. She’d been brutalized in the past and is really wary of men, and when her ex-boyfriend calls her and tells her he is coming back for her, they turn to their cousins, Ryder, Dan, and Sam, Amy’s bosses, for some help. The plan they come up with gives Adam, Ethan, and Jordon the opening they need to protect their woman and win her love…
Note: There is no sexual relationship or touching for titillation between or among siblings.
Genre: Contemporary, Ménage a Trois/Quatre
Length: 40,700 words
AN EDUCATION FOR AMY
Men of Kinsey 3
Debbie Bailey
MENAGE AMOUR
Siren Publishing, Inc.
www.SirenPublishing.com
ABOUT THE E-BOOK YOU HAVE PURCHASED: Your non-refundable purchase of this e-book allows you to only ONE LEGAL copy for your own personal reading on your own personal computer or device. You do not have resell or distribution rights without the prior written permission of both the publisher and the copyright owner of this book. This book cannot be copied in any format, sold, or otherwise transferred from your computer to another through upload to a file sharing peer to peer program, for free or for a fee, or as a prize in any contest. Such action is illegal and in violation of the U.S. Copyright Law. Distribution of this e-book, in whole or in part, online, offline, in print or in any way or any other method currently known or yet to be invented, is forbidden. If you do not want this book anymore, you must delete it from your computer.
WARNING: The unauthorized reproduction or distribution of this copyrighted work is illegal. Criminal copyright infringement, including infringement without monetary gain, is investigated by the FBI and is punishable by up to 5 years in federal prison and a fine of $250,000.
If you find a Siren-BookStrand e-book being sold or shared illegally, please let us know at
[email protected]
A SIREN PUBLISHING BOOK
IMPRINT: Ménage Amour
AN EDUCATION FOR AMY
Copyright © 2012 by Debbie Bailey
E-book ISBN: 978-1-61926-919-4
First E-book Publication: August 2012
Cover design by Jinger Heaston
All cover art and logo copyright © 2012 by Siren Publishing, Inc.
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED: This literary work may not be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, including electronic or photographic reproduction, in whole or in part, without express written permission.
All characters and events in this book are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead is strictly coincidental.
PUBLISHER
Siren Publishing, Inc.
www.SirenPublishing.com
Letter to Readers
Dear Readers,
If you have purchased this copy of An Education for Amy by Debbie Bailey from BookStrand.com or its official distributors, thank you. Also, thank you for not sharing your copy of this book.
Regarding E-book Piracy
This book is copyrighted intellectual property. No other individual or group has resale rights, auction rights, membership rights, sharing rights, or any kind of rights to sell or to give away a copy of this book.
The author and the publisher work very hard to bring our paying readers high-quality reading entertainment.
This is Debbie Bailey’s livelihood. It’s fair and simple. Please respect Ms. Bailey’s right to earn a living from her work.
Amanda Hilton, Publisher
www.SirenPublishing.com
www.BookStrand.com
DEDICATION
This book is dedicated to my late parents Jacki and Roy.
You have always been and will continue to be my inspiration and I wish you were here to enjoy this with me.
I miss you!!!
And to my best buddy for all his help and confidence.
AN EDUCATION FOR AMY
Men of Kinsey 3
DEBBIE BAILEY
Copyright © 2012
Chapter 1
“You’re never going to get away from me, bitch. You’re mine, and I’ll make sure you pay for all the trouble you’ve caused me over the last year. Do you hear me, Amy? You can’t hide from me. I’ll be out in two weeks, and when I get a hold of you, you’re going to wish that I’d killed you.”
* * * *
That was the message that greeted Amy Parker on her answering machine when she got home from work on Friday. Fuck, what the hell was she going to do? Jasper Collier had been her boyfriend for just over two years, two of the worst years of her life.
She’d met him through the BDSM club she worked for and thought he was going to be the perfect Dom for her. But he didn’t want just a bedroom sub. He wanted a twenty-four-seven slave, and when she told him that she wasn’t interested in playing to that extreme, he had beaten the shit out of her. This happened at least a dozen times over the next two years, and each time she reported him, he got away with it because he was the mayor’s son, so she had stayed, afraid that he’d kill her if she ever tried to leave him.
Only the last time he’d gotten sloppy. He had beaten her so badly that she couldn’t hide the bruises. She couldn’t hide a broken arm and a dislocated shoulder from her bosses. When they found out what Jasper had been doing, they were livid and helped her move to a new apartment. They found her a good place to live and even went as far as installing extra security so that she would always feel safe.
Jasper’s membership to the club was revoked, and he became a pariah in the BDSM community. He couldn’t find a sub in any club he went to that would do a scene with him, let alone accept him as her Dom. This infuriated him, and he blamed Amy for everything. Two weeks after she had moved out, he caught her outside of work one night and tried to force her into his car. She fought him with everything she had until Dan Kinsey, one of her bosses, who had heard her scream, came to her rescue. Jasper took off like the coward he was but not before he had stabbed her in the leg.
She’d been rushed to the hospital, and the police had been called. This time something would be done about him. She was sure of it.
When she was told that he wouldn’t be prosecuted, she hadn’t mentioned anything to her bosses. They’d done so much for her already, and she needed to stand on her own two feet.
It wasn’t until two years later, when one of the subs had some trouble with her ex and it came to light just how abysmal the Crown Counsel’s record was for prosecuting spousal abuse cases, that anything was done.
Crown Counsel Roderick Fenton was confronted about his appalling record in prosecuting such cases, and when he finally did something about it, it was too late for Amy to have Jasper charged with anything other than a misdemeanor. Unfortunately, he only got six months in jail. And he only got that because the judge was aware of all the previous incidents. But now he was about to get out, and he was pissed. She had to do something or else he was going to kill her this time.
She knew that giving the taped message to the police was useless. The sheriff was a good friend of the mayor, so he would probably lose the tape if sh
e gave it to him, so she would keep it in her locker at the club in case she needed it.
* * * *
When Adam walked into Club Kinsey on Saturday night, he knew right away that something was wrong.
Adam, Ethan, and Jordon Kinsey had been coming to their cousin’s club every weekend for the past six months. Not so much to play but to see the little receptionist, Amy, whose face had always turned such a pretty pink when they flirted with her. Sure they’d played in a few scenes with other subs, but none of them could fuck another sub. Amy was the one that they wanted as their full-time bedroom sub. She was the most adorable little thing Adam had ever laid eyes on. No more than five foot three, she only came up to mid-chest on any of them. Long, chestnut hair that fell to her cute, round ass, she wasn’t stick thin, and that’s one of the things that had called to him. Amy had curves in all the right places, and she had just the right size breasts to fit nicely into his hands.
Standing six foot eight, Adam was the tallest of the three men, but his brothers stood only an inch shorter.
* * * *
They were big by anyone’s standards, but to Amy, they were huge. Every time she saw them, her heart started racing and her panties got wet. They were walking, talking sex gods. Even though they were related to her bosses, they never asked for special treatment when they were there, and they loved to flirt with her.
They told her a while ago that they owned a ranch just outside of town and that anytime she wanted to come out for a ride on their horses to just give them a call. She didn’t know anything about horses, and horses weren’t what she wanted to ride. But those men weren’t for her. They were wealthy and gorgeous and could have any sub they chose, so her chances were slim to none with them. She wouldn’t know what to do with them, anyway.
She wasn’t tall and thin like most of the subs that frequented Club Kinsey. Oh, she didn’t have a problem with her looks. She wasn’t fugly by any means, but she was tiny compared to most other women. Her last permanent Dom, she shivered at the memory, hadn’t been exactly the man of her dreams. More like her nightmares. Jasper was a nasty piece of work, and he would be free soon. He would come for her, and she’d be waiting. She wasn’t running. She had a good life there, and he wasn’t going to take that away from her.
“Hey, little bit, why the frown?” Ethan asked, as they hung up their coats. They never let her do it for them, even though it was part of her job.
“Good evening, Master Ethan.” Amy smiled, trying to forget about Jasper. “Sorry, just got a few things on my mind, but I’ll take care of him, sir.”
“Take care of whom, sugar?” Adam asked, his arms crossed over his large chest, waiting for her to answer.
Swallowing hard, Amy cleared her throat and tried to distract them. “There seems to be some new subs here tonight, Master Adam. I’m sure you’ll find one of them to please you tonight.”
“I asked you a question, Amy, and I expect an answer, or I’ll turn you over my knee and make that cute ass of yours nice and red.” As Adam walked toward her, Amy took a step back until she found herself in the cloak room.
Fuck, did he have to put that kind of image in her head? Now she’d spend the rest of the night fantasizing about feeling his big hands on her ass.
Quiet laughter came from beside her. “I think she likes that idea, Adam. She suddenly got all flushed.” Jordon was just as gorgeous as his brothers only he had always seemed to shy away from most women. She’d only ever seen him do one or two scenes, and even then, he was always with his brothers. He never took a sub by himself.
“One more time, little bit, or you’ll get just what you’re asking for.” Adam now pressed her up against the wall in the cloak room. She could feel how hard his body was, and her legs itched to just wrap around his hips.
“I’m sorry, Master Adam, it’s just that it’s a private matter, and I don’t want anyone to worry about me.”
“Private matter or not, it’s got you worried. And I don’t like to see that look of fear on your beautiful face. So you will tell me, now.” His voice was the harshest she’d ever heard it.
Realizing she wasn’t going to get out of telling him, she just blurted it out.
“My ex is getting out of jail in two weeks and left a message on my answering machine that he was coming to pay me a visit.”
Stepping back, Adam looked down at her with a scowl. Jordon took her hand and almost dragged her across the main room and up the stairs into their private room, his two brothers right behind them.
Amy had never seen any of them act like this before. They’d always been gentle and sweet when they spoke to her. But this was not gentle, this was alpha-male angry.
“Excuse me, Master Jordon, but I have a job to do, and pulling me into your room only makes it more difficult for me to do it,” she said through gritted teeth and turned and headed toward the door. Before she got even two steps, Ethan stood in front of her, his arms crossed over his chest, and every time she went to go around him, he stood in her way.
“What the hell has gotten into you three?” she yelled.
“That’s not a very respectful tone, little bit. I suggest you think before you speak to us like that,” Jordon said.
Amy was furious. How dare they drag her away from her desk and then get on their high horse when she gets angry about it. Taking a deep breath, she tried to calm herself down so that she could talk to them rationally.
“Listen, Master Jordon, I work here. I’m sure one of the other subs here will be more than happy to play with you, but you have no right to interfere with my job. My apologies for being disrespectful, but you shocked me by dragging me up here. I could get fired for this. Masters Dan, Ryder, and Sam don’t allow subs to play while they are on duty. This is my only source of income. I don’t have a family to turn to if I lose this job.” The longer she stayed in the room with them, the angrier she got. Her temper could get the better of her on occasion, and those three men were pushing her buttons right then.
As Adam walked over to her, she couldn’t help but notice the play of muscles underneath his T-shirt. I wonder if they’re big all over. Damn, she was pissed at them, and she wasn’t about to let her fantasies detract her from her ire.
“You may not understand because you have lots of family here, but I don’t. It’s just me. If I lose this job because my bosses think I’m messing around on company time, then I don’t get a reference, and I’m screwed, sir.” She didn’t want them to have any excuse to get her fired either.
“Now I’ll just go back downstairs, and we’ll forget this happened and hopefully I’ll still have a job.” Trying once again to head for the door, it was Adam who stopped her this time, lifting her right up off her feet and over his shoulder, carrying her across the room to the bed. Amy kicked and screamed, but to no avail. The door opened suddenly, and in walked three very pissed off looking Doms. Shit, she was in serious trouble now.
* * * *
Dan, Ryder, and Sam Kinsey had heard from one of the Dungeon Masters that their cousins had hijacked their receptionist and whisked her off to their private room. Ryder knew how his cousins felt about Amy, but something must have happened for them to drag her off like that. As her employers, they needed to double-check to make sure she was okay. She’d been through a great deal in the last few years, and they’d always been a little protective of her. She had also become close to their wife, Tia, and if something happened to Amy while she was at the club, their balls would be in a sling.
“What the hell is going on here?” Dan asked.
“We got a report from Turk that you dragged Amy up here. She’s working tonight, so this had better be bloody important, boys, or Amy might just find herself without a job. She knows the rules about playing on company time.” Ryder loved razzing his cousins. They were only a year apart and had all grown up together. The six of them had been hell on wheels when they were teenagers.
Adam clenched his fists as he turned to his cousins. “Don’t blame Amy for
this. Did you know her ex gets out of jail soon or that he’s been calling her and telling her that he’s coming for a visit?”
Ryder and his brothers crossed the room to her, with Sam saying, “Why didn’t you tell us he was getting out, Amy? And how many times has he called?”
They had been through the last of the shit with Jasper, and Ryder knew what kind of man he was. If he told her he was coming for a visit, then he wasn’t coming to apologize. He was coming to do some damage.
Jasper was a man who thought it was okay to beat on your woman. That was his way to get them to “behave” the way he wanted, which, from what they’d learned from Amy, was someone to do his bidding at all times never questioning his decisions, and if they didn’t, he’d beat them into submission.
Ryder rested his hands on her shoulders and immediately earned a growl from his cousins. Ignoring them for the moment, he focused on Amy.
“When did he call you, Amy?” he asked.
“Master Ryder, sirs, look, he’s getting out in a couple of weeks. If he shows up here, I’ll handle him. I’m not the same scared little girl that he beat the shit out of.” Standing, she continued, “You all don’t have to worry about me. I’m just fine.”
“We know that, little bit,” Jordon came up behind her and put his arms around her waist. Ryder stepped back to allow his cousin to talk to his woman.
* * * *
An Education for Amy [Men of Kinsey 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage and More) Page 1
