Cowboy Sex 1
Sex Party
She's eighteen years old and drop-dead gorgeous. She isn't just the
girl-next-door, she's the poster child for the blonde-hair, blue-eyed babe
and a known hellion in her small southern town.
Peyton Storm has the world by its throat until her mother dies and Peyton's
world spins out of control. Without a father around, Peyton is left with few
choices, and the opportunities she once had slip out of reach. Soon, she
makes a decision. She will drop out of school and go to work.
Braden, Kane, and Evan Cartwell don't think so.
Braden Cartwell made a promise to Peyton's mother and he plans to keep it,
but once she moves in with the three sexy cowboys, the Cartwell brothers see
the potential for problems.
Since the lovely Ms. Storm didn't come with a how-to instructional manual,
they're in for a lot of fun, not to mention a few ice cold showers.
Sensuality Rating: SEXTREME
Genre:
Erotic Contemporary Ménage
à Quatre Romance, F/M/M/M,
bondage
Length: 101,000 words
Also coming in 2009:
Sex Camp [Cowboy Sex 2] by
Natalie Acres |
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SEX PARTY
Cowboy Sex 1
ISBN: 1-60601-331-9
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EXCERPT
"Vicky, you're still here?" Evan picked out a bright red apple
from the fruit bowl and took a bite. "Where's Peyton?"
"Shower." She acted too bored to even report it.
The first flag waved high in the sky. He'd proceed with caution.
"Where are you two going today?" He took another bite and
started to chew when he noticed Vicky's body language. She kept
her head down, buried in deep thought or hiding something or
from someone. In this case, if Evan wanted to guess, she wanted
to avoid him altogether. He glanced toward the stairs, and he'd
bet on the why behind it.
"Where did you say Peyton is again?"
"She'll be down in a sec. She just had to uh...jump in the
shower and uh, you know take a shower...in the uh..."
"Let me guess, shower?" Evan narrowed his gaze on her and she
finally looked up.
"Good guess." She smiled sweetly, flipped a page in her magazine
with far too much rippling paper racket, and after she tore the
paper for her effort, she pretended to read again.
"Interesting article?"
Vicky looked up and nodded, "Why yes, it is."
"Hmm. I never thought a two-page advertising spread for tampons
made for interesting reading, but hey, it might provide some
useful information on how to care for a woman's greatest
commodity."
"Funny, Evan." She glanced down at the magazine and flippantly
turned the page again. "I'm reading the magazine. I read it page
by page, even the ads."
"Wanna tell me who's upstairs with Peyton?"
"No one is upstairs with Peyton." Her answer would have been
perfect for one of those automatic phone responders, the kind
where the operator said over and over again, 'Are you still
there? Press one for yes, two for no'.
Braden walked inside and tossed a lead rope on the floor. "I've
had it with Quizzard. I'm selling the damn horse. He's
possessed."
Vicky closed her magazine, stretched, took too much time showing
off her greatest assets and then said, "No one wants your horse,
Braden. Everyone in the county knows he tried to kill Peyton."
About the same time the words left her lips, a lot of moans,
groans, grunts, and screams of pure pleasure drifted throughout
the house. Evan's jaw twitched and his cock didn't stay still
either.
ADULT EXCERPT
"You...think...I'm going to fuck Evan in front of you?"
"No, sweets, you're going to fuck us all and maybe even at the
same time," Kane said. "Isn't that what you wanted?"
She narrowed her gaze and looked at his cock. "You wish."
"Say, 'Yes, Master' and that will suffice."
"You're nuts."
"No, you wanted to submit so we're going to begin your training
period."
Braden nodded at Evan and Evan stripped down to his boxers.
"The first thing we're going to do, Peyton," Kane's voice held
steady, "is teach you about obedience, establish trust, and
educate you in domination and submission."
"What if I--"
"Did I ask you to interrupt?"
Evan smiled. "Keep doing it. I get to punish you when you don't
mind."
"Mind? Have you seriously lost your grip on reality?"
"Peyton, Sid said you were asking a lot of questions. We're
going to answer them. This way, you won't go to clubs where
those underage do not belong." Braden's legs splayed open and
the length of his cock left an imprint off to the side.
"I'm not underage. I'm eighteen."
"And not quite twenty-one," Evan reminded.
"Where's your fake ID?" Braden asked.
"I don't have one."
"Peyton, go stand in the corner until you can make up your mind
to tell us the truth." Kane pointed to the corner.
Oh, the tone he used with her was going to get him in a lot of
trouble. Once she rode his cock again, she'd ride all night.
Good grief, she almost came just hearing him. His raspy voice,
his rigid body fighting to remain in control, all of it provided
more than she bargained for or ever imagined.
Evan had the cutest little dimple in his cheek when he tried to
fight off a smile and look all tough and bad. Right now, he
looked good enough to suck dry and she couldn't wait to sip on
his stalk. The way his cock twitched beneath his boxers made her
mouth water.
"Corner, Peyton," Braden said. "Now."
* * *
Evan took her hand and led her to the corner. He pointed at the
wall. "Stick your nose right here."
"Evan!"
"I mean it. Right here." He tapped the wall again.
She glanced down at his cock pressing against his shorts and
licked her lower lip. "Let me taste it," she purred.
"No, Peyton. You can not taste his cock." Kane grinned behind
her back and Evan mouthed the words 'fuck you' back at his
brother.
He leaned over his steel box of supplies and rummaged through
the selection of toys. It had been months and months since he'd
even brought the box out of hiding. Braden watched him
curiously. This was a first for Braden. He didn't enjoy the kink
clubs like Kane did, but he would benefit from his collection.
They all would.
"Now, Peyton, I want you to understand something about this
lifestyle you're choosing to lead. Okay?"
She nodded, her nose still in the corner.
"Say, 'Yes, Master' and say it loud enough for Braden to hear
you too."
"No, I'm not going to."
"I told you, this is never going to work," Evan said. "Damn it,
I don't even want her as a submissive. I want her down on her
knees sucking my cock but not begging to suck it, you know?"
"Quiet, Evan. Let her decide," Braden said.
"Peyton, turn around and look at Evan."
She did.
"Look at his cock."
"Damn," Evan grunted as she gave him one of those saucy little
stares. Kane knew what it felt like to get one of those. He
thought he might come unglued if he saw her give someone else
one too but this he handled okay. He remained in control so this
worked, for now. He might be able to share her with Evan...and
Braden, but they all needed to remember one thing. She belonged
to him first.
"Peyton, I'm going to go over the things we'd expect if we put a
collar on your neck. Okay?"
She smacked her lips and continued to heat Evan to the quick
with her watchful eye. Her dirty and delicious mind swirled with
ideas.
"You will kneel when you're told to kneel, specifically at
meals, which by the way, will no longer be enjoyed in your
T-shirt and thong."
Braden's legs fell open and he unzipped his pants. "You'll eat
in the nude," he said.
"Braden?" she whispered.
"Yes, Peyton?"
"Braden." She watched as he took his cock in hand and began to
stroke himself. "Are you horny?"
"You want to move closer and see for yourself?" Kane asked.
"Yes."
"You can step closer," Kane told her and then added with a grin,
"and kneel."
"Huh?"
"Drop down in front of Braden and take his cock in your hands."
SIREN SEX Rating
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SENSUAL:
Traditional romance, suitable for the general
audience (BookStrand) |
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STEAMY:
Heavy sexual tension; graphic details; may contain
coarse language (BookStrand) |
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SIZZLING:
Erotic, graphic sex; explicit sexual language; may offend delicate
readers (SIREN) |
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SCORCHING:
Erotica romance; contains many sexual encounters; may contain unconventional
sex; will offend delicate readers (SIREN) |
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SEXTREME:
Excessive or non-exclusive sex; many instances of unconventional sex; may be hardcore; not for the faint-hearted
(SIREN) |
SIREN BOOK LENGTH
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NOVELLA:
15,000-25,000
words |
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NOVEL:
25,000-55,000
words |
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FULL
NOVEL: 55,000-80,000
words |
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PLUS
NOVEL:
80,000-100,000
words |
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SUPER
PLUS
NOVEL:
100,000-140,000
words |
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HUMONGOUS
NOVEL:
140,000+
words |
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