Persuading Eve [Passion Peak, Colorado 5] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)
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Passion Peak, Colorado 5
Persuading Eve
Vet tech Eve Rydell escaped an abusive marriage with the help of Dom and fiancé Phil Parkwood, and her life seems perfect. When Phil suggests a threesome with his cousin, Knox Parkwood, Eve is intrigued and agrees. But when she spots a man she thinks is her ex-husband, her illusion of a perfect life is shattered.
Passion Peak police sergeant Phil Parkwood helped put a gang of serial rapists in jail in Wyoming five years earlier. When one of them makes parole, he is spotted in Passion Peak. Will his fiancée and sub, Eve, become a target?
Knox Parkwood owns an auto detailing and repair shop, but while his business thrives, his love life is a disaster. When Phil invites him over for dinner and a threesome with Eve, he falls like a stone for her. But while his relationship with Eve blossoms, she is targeted by a stranger loose on the streets of Passion Peak.
Genre: BDSM, Contemporary, Ménage a Trois/Quatre
Length: 50,951 words
PERSUADING EVE
Passion Peak, Colorado 5
Tara Rose
MENAGE EVERLASTING
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PERSUADING EVE
Copyright © 2013 by Tara Rose
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Table of Contents
Title Page
Copyright Page
Dedication
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
About the Author
PERSUADING EVE
Passion Peak, Colorado 5
TARA ROSE
Copyright © 2013
Chapter One
Eve Rydell put on her best sexy, slinky walk, which wasn’t easy while wearing four-inch heels, and sauntered over to where her fiancé, Phil Parkwood, waited impatiently for her. He wore nothing but gray sweatpants and was perched on the edge of the bed in the home they now shared. “What do you think, Sarge?”
She was referring to both her new outfit and the shoes. She’d bought them just days ago at Sassy Brassy, the fetish shop on Juniper Street in downtown Passion Peak, Colorado. She was such a frequent flyer that Briana Salmon, the owner, whom everyone called “Sassy,” had once told Eve that she’d be out of business if Eve ever moved out of town.
“I think you’d better walk a bit slower, babe. You’re going to fall off those things.”
“Yes, Sarge.” Eve laughed as she slowed her walk. That was fine with her. She could wiggle her hips more that way. She loved to call Phil “Sarge” because she knew he got off on it. It not only fed the Dom in him, but he was a sergeant on the Passion Peak police force, and had been a Gunnery Sergeant in the Marines. He liked to remind people of all three roles when they got smart with him, and it was that confidence that had first attracted her.
“Stop moving and let me look at you, baby girl. You’re so fucking beautiful.”
When he spoke to her in that gravelly voice, so full of passion and promise, her heart melted and her pussy grew so wet she was certain it would float away on its own one day. This man had saved her life—literally and figuratively—and she adored everything about him. “So are you, Sarge,” she said softly.
“You’re the only woman who thinks so, but that’s all I need.” His gaze roamed over her, from her curly mess of dark hair, to the maroon PVC halter top, over the matching mini shorts, and down to the heels that Sassy had special-ordered for her. Black, strappy, and edged with rhinestones, they were way beyond “come-fuck-me pumps.” These were more like stripper heels, but that’s why Eve had wanted them.
She began to move toward him again, but he held up a hand. “Not yet.”
She smiled as she watched him check her out. That was fine with her, too. She’d take this opportunity to check him out as well. His close-cropped dark hair screamed sexy cop and ex-marine, and his eyes were the color of storm clouds. Eve loved storms, and those intense eyes were what she’d first noticed about Phil when they were still in grade school.
She’d had a crush on him her entire life, but it wasn’t until she’d finally found the courage to leave Darrin Gardner, her abusive ex-husband, tha
t she and Phil had gotten to know each other. He’d been instrumental in helping her get away from Darrin, and in helping her move to Racy, Indiana for almost a year with her second cousin Evan Rydell. When Eve had finally returned to Passion Peak, Phil had still been waiting. They’d started dating, and he’d helped her realize that she had worth on her own.
Phil grinned in a way that forced a moan from Eve’s throat, and then he dropped his pants and grasped his impressive cock, pulling on it slowly. “Is this what you want, baby girl? Tell me the truth.”
Hell. Like he didn’t know. But it was such a damn turn-on when he played this game with her that she always went along with it. She’d do anything for Phil. He was her whole world. “Yes, Sarge. You know I want it.”
He merely grinned and continued stroking his dick while her arousal built to crazy heights as she watched. It was so damn sexy that she found it hard to concentrate on anything else, but she let her gaze roam over the dusting of dark hair on his legs, and his tat that featured an American flag, the initials “USMC,” and an eagle. Her attention drifted back up again to his muscled torso and abs. Both were dusted with hair as well. His arms and shoulders were a work of art. The man spent hours in the basement every week, working out, and he’d been helping her with a weight routine as well.
Evan co-owned The Fit Bod, Racy’s only gym, and while Eve had lived there, she’d started working out. Lifting weights helped clear her head and gave her a safe outlet for the anger inside her that she still often felt for the five years of hell that Darrin had put her through.
His eyes watched her carefully, as they always did. Phil liked her to enjoy sex as much as he did, and when she appeared distracted or worried, he talked her through it until she’d cleared her mind of everything but the moment at hand. How had she found such a treasure in this tiny town, where she’d known so many of its ten thousand or so residents her entire life?
Eve started to advance toward him again, and this time he didn’t stop her. When she reached him, she dropped to her knees. His cock looked ready to burst. It was red and dripping with pre-cum, and she wanted it in her mouth. She loved giving him head. She loved doing everything with him and to him. He was the sexiest man she’d ever seen, and he treated her like she was a precious antique.
“Not yet, baby girl.” His voice was teasing, sultry. This was killing her and he knew it, but she loved it. “Take off the top first. I want to touch your tits while you suck me.”
She smiled into his eyes and unzipped her halter top, removing it as slowly as she could, just to torture him a bit more. Her damn clit was throbbing now. She was going to come before he ever touched her pussy at this rate. It wouldn’t be the first time that had happened, but she knew if he realized she had done it, it would earn her a good, hard spanking. That was one of their rules. She could tease him all she wanted to, but she couldn’t come until he gave his permission.
When her top was finally off, she let it fall to the carpet, and he let go of his dick to grasp her breasts in his strong hands. His touch sent shivers up and down her spine, as it always did. The first time they’d made love, Eve had cried from the outpouring of emotions that he’d evoked with his gentle touch and soft, sexy voice.
She’d eventually stopped mentally comparing his lovemaking with the brutality that had passed for sex when she’d been married to Darrin, but sometimes, especially when he touched her in a particularly delicate and careful way, like he was doing now, she still flashed back to the horrors of her marriage, and had to fight back tears at the difference between the men.
“I love your tits, Eve. They’re so fucking perfect.”
She sighed as he teased her nipples with his thumbs and forefingers, working them into tight peaks. “And I love it when you touch them, Sarge.”
The look of tenderness in his eyes nearly burst her heart. “I know you do, my beautiful Eve.” He released them and motioned her closer, and then he leaned over and pulled a pillow from under the comforter, tossing it on the floor. “Now wrap those gorgeous lips around my dick and do what you do so well, baby girl. If I like it, I’ll use your favorite twin floggers on you when you’re done.”
Eve shivered again at the thought of the floggers they both called Mr. Pain and Mr. Pain’s Twin. The tails were made of buffalo hide, and while they each produced a nice thudding sensation at first, after a few minutes with Phil throwing them in a Florentine style, which he was very skilled at, she was usually in subspace and stayed there until his voice drew her out. For Mr. Pain and Mr. Pain’s Twin, she’d suck his cock twice if he wanted her to.
She massaged his balls as she moved her mouth up and down his shaft, letting go to lick him every once in a while because she knew he loved that. He wrapped his fingers in her hair and pushed her head closer. When she’d first started doing this for him, it had taken an incredible amount of patience on his part because Darrin used to gag her on purpose until tears ran down her face.
Phil still refused to restrain her during this, even though she’d told him that she was ready for that. He was uncomfortable with her restrained at all because it was such a trigger for her. She trusted his judgment. He’d been a Dom for nine years.
“Baby girl…I’m going to come…”
He usually did. Eve often thought he enjoyed coming in her mouth more than he did in her pussy, but she was cool with that. She went back to rubbing his balls and wrapped her lips tighter around his cock to get ready. The sexy noises he made told her he was almost there, and when his hands gripped her head, hot cum shot into her mouth. She swallowed every tasty drop, licking the head of his dick afterward as she always did.
“Come here.” She crawled into his lap and he wrapped his strong arms around her, stroking her hair and back. “You have the most amazing mouth on the planet.”
“How would you know?” She kissed his neck. “Has every woman on the planet given you a blow job?”
He chuckled and gave her a half-hearted smack on her right ass cheek. “If I had any blood above my waist, I’d put you over my knee right now for that remark.”
Eve continued to kiss his neck, running her tongue over his collarbones, and then his nipples as well. He tasted salty, and she loved how warm his skin always was. It made her feel safe and secure.
“Give me a few minutes, Eve. Jeez…I’m only a man.”
His voice was full of teasing humor, and she laughed softly, turning in his lap so that she could rub her nipples across the hair on his chest. “No you’re not. You’re incredible.”
He fastened his mouth on hers in a kiss that was so smoking hot, she was certain her tongue would catch fire. The man knew how to kiss. The first time he’d kissed her, she’d almost had an orgasm. That’s all it had taken one warm spring evening eighteen months ago. Just one kiss. She’d been divorced less than six months by then, and she’d spent the next six wondering if she was on the rebound. But now she knew that had never been true. She’d found her soul mate and had simply been afraid to believe in such a possibility.
He released the kiss and trailed his tongue across her neck, sending tiny jolts of electricity straight to her throbbing clit. As she glanced down, wondering how to get her shorts off while still on his lap, her gaze fell on the two-carat diamond ring he’d given her four weeks ago. She was getting married again. That realization was a bit scary, but Eve knew that Phil was nothing like Darrin. He’d always treat her this well, and their life would be perfect.
“Babe, let’s get those shorts off.”
“You read my mind, Sarge.” Eve crawled off his lap and removed them, her gaze on his face. “Should I take off the shoes, too?”
“Don’t you dare.” Phil pointed toward the bed. “Assume the position, baby girl. You’ve earned this.”
Eve squealed in delight as she walked over to the edge of the king bed and draped herself against the comforter. She planted her feet shoulder-width apart, bent over at the waist, and lay her head and chest facedown on the bed. She knew the drill. Phil ha
d spent close to four months helping her realize that just because a person enjoyed impact play didn’t mean they enjoyed outright abuse. There was a huge difference, and some days she still had to safeword out of a scene so that they could talk about what had caused her to trigger.
When Phil slipped a blindfold around her eyes, a hot sliver of fear rose up, but she pushed it away. He’d blindfolded her before. She could handle it this morning. She wanted to do this for him.
As if sensing her sudden discomfort, Phil massaged her upper back. “Tell me your safewords, baby girl.”
“Green means I’m enjoying it and I’m all right. Yellow means something needs adjusted. Red stops the scene.”
“Good girl.” His hand moved to her ass cheeks, and that’s when she realized he’d donned his leather spanking gloves. She shivered and sighed out loud. She loved those things. He gave each ass cheek a soft smack. “I’m proud of you, Eve.”
“Thank you, Sarge.”
Phil massaged her ass cheeks and gave each one a smack, a bit harder than he had a moment ago. “I wish Knox could see you right now. But I think I’d make him watch and not let him touch you even if he was here.”
Eve turned her head to the other side so he couldn’t see her smile. Knox was Phil’s cousin, and the two looked so much alike they could be twins. Their birthdays were exactly one year apart, and a lot of people in town thought they were brothers.
Phil had confessed a secret desire to her months ago to watch another man spank her and fuck her, and when he’d finally wrangled out of her the fact that it wasn’t a hard limit, he’d suggested it should be Knox. When she confessed that she’d be fine with that, and with Knox being the second man, it had been game on. But so far, all he’d done was tease her about it. “Would that turn you on, Sarge? If your cousin was here right now, watching?”