Monday, February 3, 2014

A Little Light Bondage...Pleasures Stye

Cuffed for Pleasure has been nominated for Best Light Bondage Ménage in the 2014 Ménage Review Fan Awards! I'm super excited and honored beyond belief! My fans are the most amazing fans in the world! So here's a look at Cuffed!

The Greyson sisters have always craved pleasure. One by one, they find it with men they never knew they needed.

Mandy was hoping for a new start far away from the rumors circulated by her ex-boyfriend. She would be smart this time. Reserved. She would curb her wild side and be the professional she should be. But one look at Mitch and Tanner and those goals fly out the window. And that’s before she even knows about Dylan.

From the first glimpse, Tanner is smitten. It’s easy to see Mitch shares the feeling. And neither has any doubt Dylan will feel the same. There’s just something about Mandy. Now if they can only persuade her to give them a chance.

One woman with three men satisfying all her needs. Let the pleasure begin.
Mandy caught her breath as Mitch leaned in to kiss her cheek. She was doing this. Really doing this. She was crazy. Stupid. And a million other things, but before the night was over, she’d also be a well-sated woman. Oh my God, was she really doing this?
“Well, hello there.”
A new voice brought her head up, and she found her gaze locked on a vision of sheer masculinity. This must be Dylan. Please, let this be Dylan. He was tall with dark black hair that hung to his shoulders. She could see the blue of his eyes, a deep dark color. And there was no missing the desire in them as he looked at her. She watched him take in the bag Tanner still held and the way his eyelids lowered and his nostrils flared.
“Hello, you must be Dylan.” Please, please, please!
His smile was slow as was his walk when he crossed the space between them. Where Mitch had kissed her softly on the cheek, as if he were afraid of scaring her, Dylan showed no such restraint. He stopped in front of her and pulled her against his chest, lifting her to her toes as he lowered his head to meet her lips. His teeth nipped her bottom lip, and at her gasp, his tongue delved inside. He consumed her. There was no other word for his kiss. He owned her in that moment, and he knew it.
When he released her, she was a panting mess. She could feel her nipples straining against her lacey bra, and they only hardened further when all three men dropped their gazes to watch them. Her panties were soaked, and her pussy was clenching on air, as it demanded to be filled.
Mitch was the one who reached out and ran his fingertip over one hard bud before pinching it between his thumb and finger. She caught her breath and moaned out loud. She felt that pinch all the way down to her clit. It made her want more. Now.
“How hungry are you?” Mitch asked.
He pulled his hand away, and they all seemed to back off from her. They were willing to wait. But that wasn’t what she wanted. She wanted to get down to the real reason they were all together, and it wasn’t for whatever Mitch had cooked. It was for sex. This was her ultimate fantasy come to life. Three men all for her. And they were gorgeous to boot. How could something this right be wrong? It couldn’t as far as she was concerned. She was shutting down anything that wasn’t for her diving into this moment.
She leaned into Mitch and felt Tanner behind her. She let her purse drop to the floor. She reached out one hand to touch the obvious bulge in Mitch’s jeans, while with her other hand she easily found Tanner’s rock hard cock where it strained against his zipper. She let her gaze rake over Dylan’s bulge and met his eyes. “Absolutely starved.”

Hope that wet your appetite for more!!

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Happy Reading!

Lacey Thorn
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