Desire for Two (MFM)
[Ménage Amour: Erotic Cowboy Ménage a Trois Romance, M/F/M]
Brothers Clay and Elliot Middleton are looking for an administrative assistant when they hire Desire for the job, but what they end up with is a passionate woman intent on keeping it all about business. Desire wants the prestigious position, but it comes with two hunky men.
When they ask her to return to their hometown to help design their new home, will she succumb to their allure or pass on the passion they promise to give her? Clay and Elliot both know she’s the one for them, but she thinks they’re just using her.
When the time comes to admit what they want, will it be too late to save her desire for two?
Note: There is no sexual relationship or touching for titillation between or among the men.
A Siren Erotic Romance
4 CUPS: "Clay and Elliot Middleton are looking for someone to help manage their office. When they first spot one of the potential hirees, they think about not hiring her due to her sensual looks, but in the end her qualifications make her perfect for the job. Desire Addison does not even want to think about having a romantic interlude with her boss, much less both of them. She tries to stay clear of them but they make it extremely hard to do. Even though they do not want her sniffing around them, Clay and Elliot find it is they themselves who are trying to get Desire to notice their attraction to her. Eventually their passion explodes and all three find themselves on a passionate road that they did not expect. But Desire is all about proper etiquette in the office, and she is afraid of involving her heart. Can Clay and Elliot convince Desire that they want to make her a permanent part of their lives? This sensual tale is chock full of heat, sizzle, sassiness, two alpha males, and the fantasy of office relationships. Desire for Two gives us three characters who begin with similar agendas but their paths soon become divided as the men seek a different agenda than Desire. I am intrigued with the town of Sims where the twins grew up. I hope to hear more about this unique town in Virginia in future reads. Rich in detail and erotic encounters, Ms. Monroe takes the reader on a passionate journey sure to tease your senses." -- Danielle, Coffee Time Romance
"Welcome to your new position,” Clay said with a smile.
“Thanks, I’m looking forward to starting. Give me about thirty minutes to put everything away and figure out the system, and I’ll be ready for whatever you need,” she said then blushed at the way it sounded.
“Take your time. We’ve been handling ourselves for some time now. It will be nice to have someone else to depend on for a change.”
Clay returned to Elliot’s office and closed the door.
“Man, she has to be interested in us. She actually blushed!” Clay told him.
“Best behavior, Clay. We can’t afford a lawsuit over sexual harassment.” Elliot opened a folder and pushed it across his desk toward Clay. “What do you see in this that I’m missing?”
Clay bent over the folder and read through it. Not much got by his brother on contracts, so he was really distracted by their new admin.
“I think you need to look at subparagraph 2d again. It sounds fishy to me.” Clay scratched his head.
“Thanks, I need some coffee.” He walked out to the front where the coffeepot was and looked forlornly at it. It was empty. Clay snickered, thinking he would have to make it.
“I take it you want some coffee,” Desire said with a smile.
“Yeah, I fixed some last week. Forgot it was last week,” Elliot told her.
“Give me five minutes, and I’ll clean it out and have some going.” She picked up the grungy pot and disappeared into the women’s bathroom.
“She is actually going to fix coffee?” Clay asked, astonished.
“Looks that way.” Elliot was grinning broadly now.
“I think we’ve hit the jackpot with admins,” Clay commented.
They returned to their respective offices to get to work. Clay had to finish up the two contracts he’d been working on Friday. If he could just get his cock to behave he would be fine. So far, it was all warmed up and ready to go.
A few minutes later, Desire knocked on the door and brought him some coffee in a freshly washed mug.
“I don’t know how you take it, so I’ll bring you whatever you need. It’s black.” She set the mug in front of him.
“We both take it black. Thanks so much, Desire.”
“No problem. I’ll remember to have coffee ready for you in the future.” She started out the door then turned around and asked. “What time do you normally arrive?”
"We are usually here by quarter of nine. If we are going to be late or come in early, we’ll let you know ahead of time. Of course, you’ll have our schedules so you’ll pretty much know anyway.” Clay took a cautious sip of the steaming brew.
“I’m just about put away out there, so let me know if you need anything. I’ll need your appointment book to start mine when you can let me have it.”
“Um, well, that’s the problem. We don’t have one and need that. We usually use sticky notes on our desks or phones. Can you just start one for us?” He picked up the sticky notes he had and handed them to her.
He watched her face. She hid it well, but he saw the first hint of amusement there.
“I’ll get right on it. This will be how your brother keeps up with his also?” she asked.
“Yep, sorry.” Clay shrugged his shoulders.
“I’ll work on yours first, then his, so I don’t mix them up.” She took the handful of notes and left him there to sip his coffee.
A few minutes later, his phone buzzed. It was Elliot’s line. They had private lines to each other.
“How did she react to the sticky notes?” he asked.
“She took it all in stride, though I could see a definite hint of amusement in her eyes.”
Desire’s eyes opened wide. What the hell? She started to get up, but Elliot was too quick. He held her down with his hands on her shoulders.
“Easy there, Desire. Nothing is going to happen you don’t want to happen. Let us take care of you.”
“This is really a bad idea, guys. We have to work together.” She looked from one to the other when Clay walked in through their adjoining doors, locking the door behind him.
“I think it is a very good idea,” Clay told her. “We’ve been walking around with hard-ons for the past week smelling your sweet pussy creaming for us. I think it’s time to do something about it before one of us spontaneously combusts.”
Elliot knelt on the carpeted floor and leaned in for a kiss. She was trapped by his hands on both of the chair arms. His mouth sipped at hers then sucked at her bottom lip. She was too far gone to resist with their dirty talk now. She opened to him and let his tongue slide into her mouth. He explored every inch of her mouth with his questing tongue. When she attempted to take over the kiss, he sucked on her tongue until she relaxed into him.
Slowly, she began to notice Clay was unbuttoning her blouse and slipping his hand into her bra. His fingers found her nipple and pulled and pinched at it until she was moaning in Elliot’s mouth.
“That’s it, baby,” Clay said. “Let me hear you moan for me.”
His hand pulled her breast out over her bra then worked on the other one. Soon, both breasts were out over the top of her bra, and Clay was leaning over beneath his brother, sucking on her nipples. It was too much and not enough. She squirmed between them, feeling her juices slide down her thighs.
“Fuck!” Clay ground out. “She’s creaming all over the place.”
Elliot pulled back and inhaled. “Get those damn panties off.”
Clay helped Elliot pull her panties down and off, discovering in the process that she was wearing garters and hose.
“Fuck me. That is so freaking sexy,” Elliot said. He spread her legs with Clay positioning them over the arms of the chair leaving her wide open for their enjoyment.
Elliot spread her pussy lips and smiled. She closed her eyes and leaned her head back against the back of the chair. Clay leaned over and began kissing her where Elliot had left off. Their tongues twined and rubbed along each other while Elliot blew his hot breath over her pussy lips.
When Elliot slid his tongue up her slit and back down again, gathering her juices, she nearly cried out at the erotic feel on her most sensitive folds. He circled her clit but didn’t lap over it. Instead, he concentrated on her slit, lapping up all her cream as she grew tighter inside like a windup toy.
“Man, you’ve got to taste her, Clay.” Elliot leaned back so that Clay could reach a hand down to her cunt and scoop out some of her hot cream.
Clay licked it off his fingers and groaned.
Desire felt as if her world was gearing up for one huge explosion. The more Elliot licked her wet cunt, the hotter she got. Clay added more to her spiraling heat with his mouth and fingers on her breasts. He nipped and sucked and pinched and pulled on her nipples until she was squirming in the chair.
“Fuck, she’s moving too damn much for me to latch on. Next time, we’re doing this at the house so we can tie her down,” Elliot groused good-naturedly.
“What? Next time?” She began to try and sit up, but Clay took over her mouth again and soon had her grabbing handfuls of his hair to keep him there.
Elliot pushed a finger inside her tight pussy and twirled it inside her. She didn’t think she could take much more, but he added another finger, and she cried out at the fullness just from his fingers. When he stroked inside of her and found her hot spot, she nearly came undone. She begged for relief.
“Please, let me come now. I can’t take it anymore. Please,” she panted.