Two men who love
each other, add one woman…
Pennington
Seevers picked the same all-inclusive island get-away the very woman he wants
to escape also chose. Partner, best friend, and lover, Rory Burton, is along
for the trip and though they enjoy sex together, even love each other, Rory
insists Pennington is more than attracted to Headley Etta Xavier and accuses
him of not wanting to share as they often do.
Headley
Etta Xavier who goes by the name Hex knows involving herself with her boss,
Pennington, or his second in command, Rory, might mean an end to her job so she
takes her first vacation in years hoping to wipe both from her mind. Little
does she realize the men she watches having sex from a hidden spot behind a
tree is Penn and Rory. Worse yet, seeing them in the act doesn’t deter Hex--it makes her hotter than hell!
A
holiday to remember or a case of holiday blues?
**Interracial
MMF Ménage **
Excerpt:
“You took her out again while I was away
on business.”
“So. That was months ago and I told you
about it.” Penn’s eyes darkened. “I don’t need another office debacle.”
“Does that include, Hex, Penn?”
“Kiss my ass. Why don’t you tell her you like her?”
“Don’t think so. I remember how stepping
on your toes ends.”
“What does that mean?” Penn averted his
gaze and slid into the car.
“You’re possessive as hell when you want
someone to yourself or have you forgotten back in college when…”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Rory mumbled, “Right.” He climbed in, pulled
his door shut, and waited for Penn to situate himself. “I have a feeling something
deeper is going on the way you two continue to spar.” The car eased into
traffic and both reached toward a well-stocked bar, grabbed a glass, and threw
in a couple ice cubes. As usual, Rory selected gin; for Penn, it was a bottle
of aged bourbon. The discreet limo company knew them well, had carried them
from club to club and hotels around the city until recently when things changed.
“I get it and it’s okay.” Rory knew why it changed even if Penn didn’t. Leave it alone! He couldn’t.
They headed to the airport for a deserved
and long-awaited vacation.
Their fathers had owned Seevers and Burton
Metals and both retired earlier this year turning over the reins. The metal
fabricating company flourished under Penn and Rory’s leadership which should
come as no surprise to anyone acquainted with them.
Rory and Penn worked hard, and they played
hard—together.
“You’re wrong.” Penn stared straight ahead.
“In fact, wouldn’t mind doing her with you.”
“You wanted to hit me in the conference
room.” Rory searched his face.
“I didn’t like what you said.”
“About her mouth being…”
Penn grabbed him by the collar. “That’s
enough.”
“Shit, Penn, she would be a real catch for
either of us and you know it. She’s… Hex is beautiful.”
Stony silence. Finally, Penn sighed, weariness
evident in the way he laid his head back and closed his eyes. “Some women get
men like us, others don’t.” He touched Rory’s hand, the familiar display of
affection made Rory’s dick jump. “I imagine Hex to be in the latter group.”
“Are you sure?”
Turning to look out the window, Penn
murmured, “I don’t know.”
“You still want her.”
“Doesn’t matter.”
He was aware Hex had turned Penn down on
numerous occasions after their last date. Penn had told him what transpired
with one of their steady lovers slipping into his high rise and, according to
what he heard as he rushed into the conference room, it would be Penn’s last
time asking Hex out. “Are you dwelling on what Coral said? She was wrong. Black
women, all women feel the same about
satisfying themselves.”
“It’s not about her being black, Rory, Hex
is… She’s different.”
“You’ve fallen for her.” Shit. Shit. Shit. “You should have
fucked her.”
“You think then I could forget her?”
“Yes.”
Shoulders hunched. “I wonder.” Peering
sideways, he studied Rory. “Could you?”
“There’s still a chance…”
“Let. It. Go.”
“Fine.” Fucking Christ, would Penn ever
smile, be carefree again? Rory wanted to start their vacation on a better note
and he knew one way to do that. He sat his drink down, reached for Penn’s
crotch, and felt the man’s cock twitch. Whether Penn thought about him or Hex didn’t
matter, Rory would climb out of the limo satisfied as hell either way
considering the growing size and hardness of his best friend’s dick. “I can
relieve your tension before we reach the airport.”
“Damn you, Rory.” Penn unbuttoned and unzipped
finely creased slacks, pulled out his fat cock, and stroked it until a pearly
drop eased from the tiny slit. “Suck it.”
Growl and roar-it's okay to let the beast out. - J. Hali Steele
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