We all have hidden desires.
Sometimes we conceal them, even from ourselves.
new adult, mff, menage, erotic romance
Quick Blurb:
After a miserable day at her part-time job and a few drinks, Andi takes a walk, only to find herself in the arms of her campus crush, Street. As the two get to know each other rather robustly against a storefront window, Street’s girlfriend appears and issues a deliciously steamy proposition.
Andrea soon realizes she’s about to get a crash course in down-and-dirty street smarts that she won’t soon forget, under the smoldering tutelage of Street and his exotic-looking girlfriend Toni. Apparently, you can score anything on the street these days—even a threesome!
EXCERPT:
I felt his approval reverberate through his chest and it made me bolder. I darted my tongue out and touched his bottom lip. This was crazy and stupid and likely the most dangerous, idiotic thing I had ever done, and I knew it but I didn’t stop. I didn’t want to. His mouth was like magic. And I realized I was horny as hell. I wanted to have sex. Lots and lots of it. And if it was with Hot Campus Guy, I just might not send him packing come morning.
His tongue touched mine then swept into my mouth. The next thing I knew, he had me plastered up against the glass window at the front of the store.
“Wow, you are one little ball of heat,” he said as his body closed in on mine, pressing his chest against my tingling tits. He dropped his hips and thrust forward, forcing me backwards until my ass hit the window. I realized he had a full-fledged hard-on directed squarely at me. Tingling, sweet, wet heat rushed between my legs at the contact. I pressed my pelvis against his rock-hard cock. I think I even growled my own approval. I wanted to fuck this stranger. Right here. With my ass slapping against the cold glass. What the hell was wrong with me?
All of a sudden I heard another voice—a female one—to my right. “I told you she was pretty.”
“You were right, but I already knew she was pretty.” The man kissing the hell out of me paused to answer. “And she’s horny.” He continued to kiss me. Not even as an afterthought—he was still kissing me with all the same heat while speaking to… I gasped when I opened my eyes and realized that his girlfriend was the speaker. Little slow here. Foggy alcohol, sex-deprived brain. I think so.
I stiffened.
“No, don’t stop.” He tried to soothe me. “It’s okay, baby. Kiss me. She doesn’t mind. She picked you.”
Picked me?
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