“At home, all the workers would get
together at one house or another and we played cards when it was just the guys.
Occasionally, some of the men’s wives joined us and they wanted a party. We all
were from different backgrounds so you learned a little of everything. Oklahoma
“Well, it didn’t show,” Syn assured him.
“You were great and we had a blast.” Unlike Anjee, she sat facing him with her
long legs crossed. In true Syn form she was wearing a dress. This time she
displayed her luscious body in a black satin halter dress. Just like Anjee her black
heeled sandals were off her feet too. For once, her natural corkscrew curls
were free and hanging loose on her shoulders. He knew from prior conversations
that her mother was black and Italian and her father was black.
All night he had fought one erection
after another. Between Anjee and Syn he couldn’t keep his thoughts away from
considering how it would feel to bump and grind with both of them in a bed
rather than a club. Thoughts of feeling his cock buried inside either one of
them made it hard for him to hide his reaction. If they noticed his arousal,
they covered their knowledge well. He was grateful they didn’t call him a sick
bastard and kick him out of their lives.
“I’m glad.” Lost in her light brown gaze,
Hunter couldn’t say who moved first. All he knew was his hand was fisting her
hair and he and Syn’s lips were fused together. When her lips parted on a moan
his tongue slipped between her lips.
He felt a hand caress his back. When he
and Syn parted, they both were breathing heavy. Turning toward Anjee to see if
she was appalled by his actions, he noticed her breathing was just as labored.
As if she’d been caught up in the kiss too. Unable to deny himself, he
hesitated only a moment before palming the back of her head and sealing his
lips to Anjee’s.
Their kisses were different. Whereas Syn
liked to be coaxed to open her mouth, Anjee liked a more aggressive kiss and to
have her bottom lip suckled.
Hunter found himself in a sensual fog. He
was unaware how they all went from kissing and touching each other on the couch
to migrating from the living room to an upstairs bedroom, discarding one
article of clothing after another.
None of them spoke much or voiced
concerns about what they were all about to do as if no one wanted to break the
sensual spell surrounding them. They’d all been inseparable over the last three
months and at that moment the situation was playing out like an inevitable
course of action.
Standing next to the king-size four
poster bed, he took his time removing the remaining articles of clothing, his
jeans and underwear. Looking his fill at Syn and Anjee, two women he already
thought were stunning when dressed. Nude, they were breathtaking.
Synoma with her brown skin and full
breasts and hips and Anjolie with her pert breasts and large nipples and her tan
skin made his hands tremble a little with the desire to touch. The knowledge that
both of them sported hairless pussies made his dick amazingly hard. He didn’t
know who to touch first. One thing he did know was that he had wanted them for
so long, if either of them touched him, he’d go off like a rocket.
“Ladies, I want to enjoy this night and
ensure you both are pleasured.” He shoved his clothes down his legs and stepped
out of them, displaying his erection. “As you can see I’m on the edge. I’ll
need to come one good time first.” Glancing from left to right, he asked,
“Who’d like to do the honors?”
“Syn can,” Anjee volunteered. “She can
suck a fresh Frosty up a straw. She
taught me how to give head.”
Shit, he almost came just hearing Anjee
say it. To Syn, he inquired, “Is this true?”
With flushed cheeks, Synoma confirmed her
best friend’s words, “Yes.” She took the few steps between them, closing the
gap. Standing before him, she asked, “May I?”
He
smiled. Never in his life had he ever had a woman ask so sweet and regally if
she could give him a blow job. “By all means, darlin’.”
~~~~
Making the Man
Yvette Hines
Erotic Romance (I/R, Menage F/M/F)
Synoma and Anjolie are best friends and owners of ‘Upgrade You’ consulting business. They have shared many things over the years, but never the same man. When they get hired to help Hunter O’Neil remake himself from a construction worker to a business man they both fall for his lopsided smile, smoldering gray eyes and his southern drawl. Neither of them is willing to step away. This strong, rugged guy could possibly put an end to their friendship and company.
Hunter is instantly captivated when the two beautiful women, one black one hispanic, arrive at his home. He’s made major life changes and having a woman to share it with is just what he needs. Having to choose between spicy Syn and sweet Anjee is a decision he’d rather not make.
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