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REVIEWS for Deception

5 Stars: "Enough heat to melt the ice caps, a healthy dose of humor and fantastic characters are all in the pages of Deception by Jenny Penn. This is a delightful tale from beginning to end. The deceptions lead to some of the funniest conversations ever. When Tessa learns who they really are, her revenge is priceless. You can’t help but admire her cleverness. Ty, the serious one, and Chase, the lighthearted one, are two very sexy men that anyone would love to have in their bed. The stuff of fantasies, Deception is a not to be missed reading for the summer. Jenny Penn has written a tale destined for your keeper shelf." —Elise Lyn, Ecataromance

4.5 Stars/Orgasmic: "Deception is a great read! Tessa is a wonderful heroine, funny but firm in her beliefs. Ty and Chase are not what I expected from the corporate businessmen yet they each have depths that make them truly enjoyable characters. This is one story that made me laugh one minute and cry the next. I found I couldn't pull myself away. This was a smooth read from start to finish, with only a few secondary characters to help the story along. The sexual scenes are rip-roaring orgasmic! Ms. Penn doesn't leave anything to the imagination, nor is she skimpy on the sex. They were numerous, and all were wild just the way I like them. I'm already a huge fan of the m/f/m stories but with characters like this, you simply cannot go wrong. I highly recommend Deception, and will be looking for more work from Ms. Penn in the future." —Stefani Clayton, Just Erotic Romance Reviews

4 Stars: "Chase and Ty fulfill every fantasy Tessa every dreamed. However, when she discovers their true identity, she is angry. Jenny Penn has an over-the-top style. Deception is laugh-out-loud hilarious. Jenny Penn offers readers a steamy love story. Two men one woman, very interesting." —Anne Boling, Review Your Book

STORY EXCERPT

Panting with exertion, she threw open the frosted glass doors.

Oh, baby! Two of them!

Tessa gaped at the hard-bodied hunks standing in front of her. Construction workers, but not the dirty, nasty type with beer guts and greasy hair. These men were the kind that played in commercials, or movies, or as strippers.

They were masterpieces of hard lines and sharp angles, of rugged jaws and angled cheekbones, thick lashes, piercing eyes, kissable lips; tall, tanned and too handsome to be real. They were perfect.

The one to the right had chocolate-colored hair that contrasted sharply with his midnight blue eyes. His features were drawn tight, closed and remote. An old, faded scar interrupted one of his straight eyebrows and it added to the air of somber danger he emanated.

By contrast, his partner was shorter, thicker and lighter in coloration. His slightly shaggy blond hair gave him a rakish look. The wicked grin playing around the edges of mouth matched his smoky gray eyes, bedroom eyes. This one was definitely a charmer.

“I’m Ty—” The dark one began to introduce himself.

“You two are perfect. The agency couldn’t have picked better specimens.” Tessa waved her hands with excited nervousness, a giddy giggle escaping.

“Specimens?” The blond cocked an eyebrow. “Do you hear that, Ty? We’re specimens.”

The dark-haired man scowled. Tessa barely noticed, still overcome by their presence. She’d asked for a hot man and she’d certainly gotten just what she ordered. You didn’t find men like this at the supermarket, that was for sure.

“Come on in.” Tessa latched onto one thick biceps and couldn’t help but give it a squeeze as she pulled Ty through the door. “They’re waiting upstairs for you.”

“What? Who?” Ty let the strange woman pull him into the darkened office.

This was not the reception he had been expecting. Chase and him had come to Miller’s Design in search of Tessa Miller, the wicked witch South Bend. Whoever this woman was, she obviously had them confused with somebody else.

It was apparent Chase was not about to correct her misunderstanding. Not that Ty expected him to do anything else. His best friend since childhood and now business partner, Chase was always getting into mischief.

“I don’t know who you are, but I’m looking for Miss Miller. I’m—”

“Oh, I’m sorry.” She cut him off again and gave him an engaging double-dimpled grin. “I forgot to introduce myself. I’m Tessa Miller. Now come on, they’re waiting to see you.”

Chase grinned. Ty knew what he was thinking. This was too good to be true. This pint-sized minx was the witch of South Bend? This was the woman who’d single-handedly brought their multimillion-dollar condominium development to a stop?

Ty was having trouble processing that thought as well. The condo complex was going to be a very profitable investment for Banning & Dunn. All the buildings to the left and right of the building that housed Miller’s Design were bought and vacant. The plans were printed, permits in hand. Everything was set for demolition to begin.

That is, everything but Miss Tessa Miller. Never had he run across such a cantankerous renter before. She’d begun her campaign as a series of letters. It had escalated from there when Ty, via their lawyer, had tried to bribe her out of the building.

She had refused the money and been exceedingly rude to Dave, who had then started legal action with unusual zeal. That hadn’t intimidated Miss Miller; she had hired her own attack attorney.

Then she had stepped up the heat and contacted the historical society. Now she was not only trying to stop Banning & Dunn from demolishing her building, she was also attempting to stop them from tearing down any of the buildings. It was a mess, a disaster, a headache Ty didn’t need right now.

That was exactly what had brought them to her door tonight. They were here to try a last-ditch attempt at face-to-face negotiations before the situation dragged on any longer and became more expensive than it already was.

“We were so nervous that the agency wouldn’t take our request seriously,” Tessa babbled on as she began to physically drag Ty past a series of worktables and storage bins.

“I didn’t think the lady on the phone thought I was serious,” she confided.

“Why wouldn’t she?” Chase asked, playing along.

“She used the word ‘unusual,’ like, eight times.” Tessa waved her hand again, nearly smacking Chase in the process. “But in that way that implies…”

“Disbelief?” Chase suggested.

“More like disgust.”

Disgust?

Agencies, specimens, the mysterious ‘them,’ and now disgust. Whatever was going on, it sounded kind of kinky. Chase liked kinky. He was also liking the wicked witch of South Bend, as he had named her several weeks ago.

Of course, that was before meeting her. She’d earned the name from the sharp, belligerent letters she had written. They had formed an image in Chase’s mind of a short hag of a woman, one with a pinched-up face, cold eyes and a large pole permanently protruding directly from her ass.

He had been right about the short part. She barely reached his shoulders, but she wasn’t a dainty, waif-like creature either. Soft and gently rounded, she exuded an alluring sweetness that tempted him to take a bite and see if she tasted as good as she looked.

He wondered what her reaction to that would be. The puckered nipples pointing through her blouse said she would gladly return the favor, but there was something about the wild mass of honey curls framing her heart shaped-face with those big, laughing hazel eyes that made her look innocent.

Chase’s cock stirred, reminding him that they hadn’t done innocent in a while. A long while. Too long, Chase decided as he watched the sway of her generous hips beneath her rumpled skirt as she walked ahead of him through the office, still towing Ty by one muscled arm. He felt his cock harden and pulse with need. Yeah, she had a nice ass, just perfect for holding while he pumped himself fast and furious into her from behind.

From the dent in Ty’s Jeans, Chase knew she had the same effect on him. The way Ty was letting the little woman drag him around was telling, too. Of the two of them, Ty was always the controlling, dominant one who made a woman kneel and obey. He had a special room full of toys for just that purpose.

Chase got a thrill out of mastering a woman, but he was willing to follow as well as lead on the occasion. Ty never followed. Chase eyed the small hand that was managing to drag Ty past the workstations. Well, he never had before.

Apparently, he wasn’t going to now, either. Chase almost ran into Ty when he dug his heels in. They had reached the door at the back of the office when Ty forced everybody to a standstill.

“Something wrong?” Tessa turned wide eyes and an even wider smile on him.

“Yes, Miss Miller. I’m not sure you—”

“Oh, am I making you uncomfortable?” She let him go. “I’m sorry. I’m being pushy, aren’t I? I’m just so excited you showed up, but I assure you there is no need to worry.”

“Worry?”

“I promise we’ll treat you with the utmost respect. I wouldn’t let anybody do anything to you that you are uncomfortable with. To tell the truth, I’m a little nervous myself. I’ve never done anything like this.”

She imparted that last bit in a whisper as she leaned close. Ty got a strong whiff of her lavender-scented hair and for a moment lost his train of thought. Damn, but the woman was confusing him. Not just what she was saying and doing, but his response to her was all wrong.

“We’re not going to gangbang you or anything.” She patted his arm in reassurance. “You’re quite safe.”

“Yeah, Ty.” Chase snickered. “They’re not going to gangbang us, so relax.”

Ty shot Chase a hard look, annoyed with him for enjoying this so much. He was annoyed with himself, too, for not being able to get the image of being gangbanged by a group of women led by Tessa Miller out of his mind. The idea made his cock throb with approval.

“We’re not expecting anything from you right now. Linda just wanted to check you out before we went over the details of your job,” Tessa continued, completely unaware of his distraction.

“Our job?”

“Well, not both of you.” Tessa looked between the two men. “That’s a little more kinky than I think we’re willing to go, but we’ll let Linda make the choice.”

“Kinky?” Chase grinned. “So, how kinky are you willing to go, sweetheart?”

“Didn’t they