My name is Isabella Blackburn, and I am a voyeur. At least that's how it all began. Along the way, I've developed a taste for exhibitionism, foursomes and role-playing. Okay, I confess. I'm obsessed with sex, the more taboo the better.
If there's a cure, you can keep it. I don't want to be saved. Not when three sexy younger men are ready, willing and able to satisfy my carnal appetites. Yeah, baby! I'm having the time of my life and acting out all my wicked fantasies down to the most decadent details.
All three men heat me up, but one of the guys drives me absolutely wild. I might have to hang on to Rhys for a while, even if he does make me act a little crazy at times.
Don't be jealous. Surrender to temptation and leave your inhibitions at the door. Take a walk on the wild side and have some fun. We both know you want to give in and indulge your most sinful desires.
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November 13, 2009
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Excerpt from My Greatest Fantasy by Nicole Austin
"So why did you skip out on work?" Rhys asked, once again drawing me back to the conversation.
"I've been having a difficult time sleeping lately. Just can't seem to get my mind off...work. I needed a break."
My comment earned a loud burst of laughter from my companions. "Damn, baby," Brayden said. "We sort of figured watching us fuck every night might have something to do with those dark circles under your eyes."
Oh shit! They knew I spied on them. It's safe to say I'd never been more embarrassed in my life. Heat spread over my breasts and throat to settle high on my cheeks.
Then I chastised myself. Why should I feel ashamed? Fuck him. They were the ones having sex in public, not me. I hadn't done anything wrong.
That thought ended my humiliation and replaced it with a healthy dose of irritation. Holding my head high, I pushed back from the table. He would not make me out to be the pervert. And I wasn't going to sit there and take his bullshit. "I do believe it's time I headed home. Thank you for dinner." Oh great. Now I sounded like my mother.
I didn't make it more than two steps from the table when my arm was taken in a firm but gentle grasp, bringing me to a stop. A big body moved in behind, holding me close. Warm breath swept across my neck as I blinked back tears I would not let fall, stubborn in my refusal to give Brayden the satisfaction.
"Don't go, Bella. Brayden enjoys showing his ass and can be rude, but he didn't mean to embarrass you. Knowing you were there in the dark, watching and possibly getting off..." I felt a shudder run through Rhys, the vibration of his arousal echoing within me. "It got us so hot."
My hormones jumped for joy.
His grip changed, softened, and his other hand moved to my shoulder. In the lightest of caresses, his fingers teased along the sensitive skin of my inner arms. When he reached my hands, Rhys linked our fingers together. "Please stay and share the night with us."
Share? I tensed for only a second before my entire body turned liquid and relaxed back into his warmth. His swim trunks didn't cover much, and all that wonderful bare skin wrapped around me, along with the scent of suntan oil, sweat and his unique male essence. What a lethal combination.
"I promise, there will be no pressure and nothing will go any further than you want it to." Rhys nipped at my earlobe then sucked it between those sensual lips. His voice dropped to an intimate whisper meant only for my ears. "Or if you prefer, it can be just the two of us. We could leave right now...go to your place."
One man or three, the choice was mine. I took a breath to ease the pounding of my heart. Torn over which I'd prefer, my emotions spiraled in several different directions, creating incredible turmoil. Both options held appeal, but which did I want more? Stay or go? Be greedy and live my group sex fantasy, having all three men devoted to my ultimate pleasure? Six hands, three mouths, three cocks--all for me.
My blood boiled, racing through my veins. My nipples drew into tight beads and my clit swelled, throbbing with the beat of my pulse. I could stay and have the fantasy or lead Rhys back to my house, leaving Brayden and Max to their own naughty devices.
Sticky juices coated my thighs, and the distinct, pungent aroma of my arousal rose on the air. Rhys took a deep breath and I knew he had caught the scent of my excitement too.
Jesus, how to decide? Be a greedy slut and fulfill my ultimate sexual fantasy, or give in to the selfish demands of my heart to have Rhys all to myself. Tie him to my bed and never let him go.
My entire body went up in flames as Brayden and Max appeared next to us, sealing my fate.
"Don't go, Bella." Brayden eased in front of me, sandwiching me between him and Rhys. "Stay and let us show you how good it feels to be stuffed full of cock."