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Excerpt from In Their Hearts

Here’s some heat from Two Masters for Samantha 2: In Their Hearts (Awakenings 7)

Story Excerpt:

mz-a-tmfsintheirheartsMusic drifted from Stef’s room, and his door was open, so she went inside without knocking. His back was to her, and he was dressed in a suit, which meant he was heading out for work soon. As it was Monday morning, she wasn’t surprised. It had been a rare occurrence for them to both take three days off in a row. The weekend had been heavenly.

She approached from behind, enjoying the sound of Stef’s off-key singing, and slipped her arms around him.

He broke off and turned in her embrace. “Hey, gorgeous. I was just about to pound on Lex’s door and ask if you needed rescuing.”

The image of him barging in to find her tied up, gagged, and at Lex’s mercy made her knees weak. His definition of rescuing her probably meant joining in. She giggled and pressed a kiss to his lips. “I’m here now, if you’d like to rescue me.”

She rubbed her bare mons against his package.

He groaned, but he didn’t move to take things further. “I can’t, Sammy.”

At that moment, she noticed the suitcase on his bed, wide open and half packed with fresh clothes. She pushed him away. “You’re leaving? You didn’t say anything about traveling this week.”

“I know,” he said, reaching for her. “It wasn’t planned. An emergency has arisen.”

She smacked his arms away, a move that might get her punished. Good. It would make him miss his flight, and that would be his punishment for keeping this from her. “Did someone die? Because I can’t think of another reason that would constitute an emergency. For Christ’s sake—you just got back!”

He held his hands out, beckoning her closer.

She perched one hand on a hip and scowled.

“Sammy, be reasonable. This is a huge deal. We have to handle this just right or we’ll lose it.”

She pressed her lips together, but her attempt to censor her thoughts was futile. She lost her battle with her temper. “This is bullshit. You have lots of people who work for you who could go. And besides, it’s always a huge deal. How many huge deals do you need before you’ve made enough money?”

“Sammy—”

“Don’t ‘Sammy’ me! You have billions of dollars. You bought me a fucking island, and you didn’t even bat an eye at the sticker price.”

“We negotiated very good terms,” he said. He closed the distance she had put between them. “Honey, don’t be angry. We’ll be home in time for the weekend.”

Hot tears pricked the backs of her eyes, and her nose twitched. She struggled not to cry. Her shoulders slumped, and she let Stef put his arms around her. “I’m not angry.”

Just like that, she wasn’t angry. Her underlying emotion came to the surface. She was hurt.

“Is she okay?”

Samantha turned her head to find Lex standing in the doorway with a suitcase on the floor at his feet. Her stomach dropped. “You’re going, too?”

Stefano huffed out a long breath. “You didn’t tell her?”

Lex shook his head. “I thought I’d let you break the news.”

Stefano regarded his brother with his lips pressed together, but Samantha didn’t care if they fought. Too many emotions whirled through her. She tore away from Stef’s hold, stormed past Lex, and went to her room. Her sanctuary. This was the one place in the house where she was in charge. It was turning out to be the place where she slept the most often.

Adult Excerpt (Explicit):

After hanging up, she rushed into the room to find Stefano setting his briefcase on the floor next to the sofa. He glanced up at her, a huge smile on his face.

“I like this,” he said. “Having you here makes a huge difference, Sammy. I have a reason not to linger in a meeting or with the client.”

She looked behind him, a question in her eyes.

“Lex will be along shortly. He got a call in the lobby that he had to take.” He stroked the edge of his thumb up and down her arm. “I need you, honey. Right now.”

She stripped off her jacket, shivering with residual chill and anticipation. Her shirt and skirt followed, but those she folded neatly over a chair. She had dressed for fine dining.

With one hand on the back of her neck, Stef shoved her down over the sofa. She felt his cock nudge her entrance. She wasn’t quite wet, so the first thrust hurt, but after that, she was fine. He fucked her hard and fast.

“You’re not allowed to come.” He ground out the command as he pumped himself into her. “Tighten around me.”

She did, and that made it even more difficult to resist the siren’s call of her climax. Focusing on the ugly painting across the room, she controlled her breathing and managed to withstand his onslaught. The feel of his warm semen bathing her insides brought her enough fulfillment.

He pulled away, and cool air stirred against the places that were warm from his touch. “Stay like that.”

He rummaged through a drawer that contained their toys. She heard water run and the telltale wheeze of a lube bottle that was almost empty. Time for a run to the store. The silicone toy nudged her back entrance. She breathed out to let it in, and she ended up gasping. It was the widest one they owned, and her Doms rarely used it. The thing hurt going in, and it took her several minutes to adjust to it. She couldn’t walk or sit. Moving was usually too difficult. The toy ensured she was going to “stay like that.”

The door opened again, but it was to her back. She trusted that if anybody was in the hallway, Stef would shield her naked body.

“Hell-o,” Lex said. “What a nice surprise.”

“You’re welcome,” Stefano said. “I’m going to jump in the shower.”

“Sure.” Lex had already lost interest in his brother’s plans.

Samantha wondered if they’d coordinated this, or if they were making it up as they went along. She felt his caress along her bare bottom, and then she heard the rustle of fabric that told her he was lowering his pants.

“No coming,” he ordered.

It wasn’t confirmation that they’d planned anything. Lex and Stef often did the same things to her, and she knew they had no idea how in sync they were with one another.

“No coming,” she repeated. “Got it.”

He also took her fast and hard, pounding into her with such vigor that sitting in the restaurant was going to be a challenge. Sometimes she took one of the circular blowup pillows to ease her discomfort.

The plug added another dimension to the experience. Every time he surged forward, he shoved it deeper into her, fucking her doubly. It was easier for Samantha to hold off her orgasms with vaginal sex than anal, and when they were combined, she struggled not to come. Sharp tingles shot up her spine and her head grew dizzy, sure signs she was about to lose it. She breathed in short, harsh gasps, trying to stave off the inevitable.

Lex climaxed before she lost control, thank goodness. As he came inside her, she sagged over the sofa in relief. That’s when he spanked her.

He started off by punctuating his smacks with soft caresses of her thighs, butt, and lower back. The intensity of each blow varied, making it impossible to predict what was coming next. She braced her hands on the sofa cushion and held on for the ride. Her backside burned pleasantly, and when he centered the blow over the plug, it was too much.

“Please,” she begged. “Not that. You’re making it so hard not to come.” When he didn’t alter his actions, she tried again. “Lex, please!”

The smacks came harder and faster, and she knew they’d soon reach a crescendo. She also knew that Stef had returned, and he was responsible for at least half of the blows.

“Stef, please! I want to be good.”

Just like that, the blows ceased. Two sets of hands righted her. The room took a moment to come into focus as her blood returned to normal flow. They held her steady until she could stand on her own. Now her ass and thighs burned, and she felt wonderfully used.

They stroked her, caressing her as a reward. Lex took her into the shower with him. She held up her hair and let him wash the sweat and the smell of sex from her body. He even took out the plug, laughing when he realized what Stef had done.

“I think Stef is in a particularly sadistic mood tonight.”

The redness on her ass bore witness to the fact that Lex was in the same mood. She was sore, incredibly horny, and she’d be walking funny for the next hour, but she didn’t mind. It had been a while since they’d played hard. Her soul rejoiced at the chance to serve them like this.

She put her arms around Lex as they exited the shower, and she pulled him to her. “I love you, Alexei Morozov.”

He kissed her tenderly, his earlier harshness erased by her declaration and submission.

A brief knock on the door interrupted them. Lex reluctantly released her. “Do you have the device of which we spoke?” he asked in his best imitation of an evil scientist.

Samantha turned to find Stefano holding a metal contraption. She recognized a chastity belt. This particular one had places to attach dildos that would occupy her front and rear entrances, and that’s exactly how Stefano put it on her.

Lex rubbed her hip. “How does it feel?”

“Cruel and unusual. I’m already horny as hell.” And they were locking her out of even being able to rub her thighs together to find some semblance of relief.

“Good,” Stefano replied. “That’s close enough to depraved and diverse. By the end of the night, you’re going to be mindless with need.”

Samantha sighed. “You’re evil. Both of you.”

Alexei put his arms around her. “That’s exactly how you like us.”

Yes, it was.

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Excerpt from Surreal Neal

Excerpt from Hanging On 2: Surreal Neal (Awakenings 6)

Story Excerpt

mz-a-surrealneal3Neal fell asleep three hours into the flight. I didn’t know where he’d stashed his return ticket, but he had it tucked away somewhere. He’d slept at his aunt’s house last night, and we’d missed having him in our bed.

Drew and I watched him, crashed on his first-class seat. We’d been holding hands and chatting, but now we lifted the arm rests, and I scooted closer. He slung his arm around me, and I snuggled my head against his shoulder.

Though he’d woken me early to have sex before we finished packing for our eight a.m. flight, I wasn’t tired. The idea of having Neal to ourselves on a tropical island sent my libido into overdrive. If we’d been on a private jet, I would have ordered Neal to strip, and we would have begun our vacation early.

“I’m glad we invited him,” Drew whispered to me. “This feels different—being with him.”

Yesterday Drew’s parents had come over, bringing Lila, their daughter who lived out of state and had surprised them with an impromptu visit. We hadn’t talked too much about our night withNeal, and by the time our unexpected guests had left, we had been too exhausted to do more than go to sleep.

“Yeah,” I agreed. “Very different. I wonder if it’s because he’s only ever been ours together?”

Drew considered this aspect. “Maybe. Or maybe it’s just him. He’s the first one who has made me look forward to participating in any kind of S&M scene.”

“We could do that on the island. I don’t think our room has dungeon furniture. We’ll probably have to go to one of the public areas, and I don’t know how he’ll react to that. He might like to watch us, but I’m not sure if he’d want to be put on display.”

The hand Drew had parked on my hip stroked slow circles through the fabric of the comfortable yoga pants I’d worn for the long flight. “I thought that kind of thing wasn’t up to him.”

This was a conversation in which we had engaged before. I sighed. “Everything is up to him. He has the ultimate veto power.”

Drew thought about it, and I was pretty sure it was for the first time. It wasn’t that he’d ignored me for four years. It was more like the information hadn’t been relevant. That had changed. “Like when he agreed to a spanking or when he showed me how to pull on his sac.” Drew nodded as he made sense of what had happened. “Okay, I get it. I’m not sure I understand this new urge I have to do those things to him.”

I smiled into his shirt, and I knew he felt the move. “You know he gets off on it. The power rush comes from giving him what he wants, but on your terms. Think about how it made you feel to deny him an orgasm and then push him so that he couldn’t stop it from happening.”

Drew shifted in his seat, and I knew he wanted to adjust himself, something he refused to do in public. This kind of talk was turning him on.

“You had no intention of letting him get to six,” I continued. “You set him up to take a spanking, and you both knew that’s what was going to happen. He consented because he enjoys the challenge, but also because he wanted to be spanked.”

With his trademark cocky grin on his lips, Drew leaned over and planted a kiss on my forehead. “I think I’m going to enjoy this vacation a lot.”

ADULT EXCERPT (Explicit)

She slapped a handful of condoms into my palm. “Take these to Drew.”

I headed to the bedroom, but Mistress didn’t immediately follow. Drew waited for me on the bed, his naked body arranged decadently on his side. His hair was tousled and his cock—this was my first clear view, and good Lord it was thick—lay along his thigh. The sculpted muscles of his physique left no doubt that he worked out daily. I wanted to touch him everywhere with my lips and hands.

He crooked a finger, inviting me closer. I climbed onto the bed and handed him the condoms. He chuckled and let them cascade from his hand onto the sheet. “Sophia has set the bar high.”

I looked at the pile. It was more than a single man could use in an evening if he wasn’t concerned about his dick falling off. “She expects us to use all of them?”

“Yes. She’s insatiable. Now come here and kiss me like you did earlier.”

That kiss had rocked my world. I arranged myself next to him, our thighs and stomachs almost touching, and I kissed him. No tentative foray, no teasing—I dove right in. He rolled toward me, pushing me to my back, and settled his weight on top of me. Our hands roamed, seeking and exploring, sometimes moving quickly, and other times slowing down to savor a texture or reaction.

After a while, Drew sat up, kneeling between my legs. Wordlessly, I handed him a condom. From the foot of the bed, Mistress handed him a bottle of lubricant. I had been so wrapped up in Drew that I hadn’t noticed when she’d joined us.

She laid down on the bed, propped on her elbows, so that her face was near mine. “Do you prefer to be on your back or stomach for this?”

Between my legs, Drew rolled on the condom and squeezed a dollop of lube into his hand. I wanted to see him when he took me. “This is fine.”

She kissed me, a brief bout of passion, and then she moved her lips down my neck and over my chest. Then she skipped the good part and got to her knees. Drew captured her lips for a heated moment, and then she sat back out of the way.

He hiked my legs up to expose my anus. His fingers were gentle as he smeared the gel over and into that muscle. Mistress handed him a towelette, and he wiped away the excess. Then he positioned his cock at my entrance. The pressure almost sent me through the roof. My dick throbbed painfully. I needed to come so badly.

The moment he breached my opening, tingles shot up my spine. I exhaled a hard moan. “You feel so fucking good.”

He grunted. The veins on his neck stood out. He pushed all the way in.

Mistress translated. “He says you feel good too.”

Drew set a moderate pace, fast enough to keep me on the edge without pushing either of us over too quickly. Mistress sprawled along my right side, her dark, damp hair spilling onto my shoulder. She watched us both, alternating between studying Drew’s face and mine. Desire darkened her irises to nearly black.

When having sex with two amazing people, it was difficult to not have ADD. Everywhere I looked was hot and tempting. From Mistress lying next to me, stroking herself, to Drew, hovering above me as he thrust harder and faster. My gaze met his, and he ensnared me. I couldn’t look away as pleasure overtook him and he buried himself all the way. His body shook as he thrust one more time and shouted, spilling his seed into the condom. He withdrew and collapsed, rolling to my left side.

Mistress stroked my hair, moving the locks that were stuck to my forehead. “How close are you?”

Unable to catch my breath, I panted. “Seconds, I think.”

Her mouth was around my cock before I finished speaking. I had been about to assure her that I could hold out for longer, but the sight of her lovely lips wrapped around my dick did me in. Lifting my hips, I thrust into her mouth and came. She moaned, swallowed, and sucked harder, draining me of every drop. The edges of my vision went fuzzy.