Edie Earns Her Saddle
Liebling, Texas 2

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Liebling, Texas

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5 DELIGHTFUL DIVAS: "Let’s be honest, shall we? Sometimes we just really need a sexy, sexy story to enjoy, to make us sigh deeply and to speed up our heart rates. Ladies and gentlemen, this is it! In Edie Earns Her Saddle there is a respectable plot with a bit of angst and a great deal of fun, but to me this is really about the wonderful life affirming ménage relationship and sex that blossoms among these three wonderful people. There are other good parts, too. I, for one, love it that these amazingly sensual cowboys desire the woman who only drinks fair-trade coffee, has curvy hips and amply bosoms, and dresses in a rather bohemian style over the bitch with the tiny waist, perfect clothing and perfectly coiffed hair. It is wonderful to see that Edie has such an amazing friendship with Lena that they can almost read each other’s minds and freely offer one another emotional support and encouragement. And I love the scene when Jason first sees Edie’s artwork. Jason, this tough military man, is so impressed by Edie’s artistic expression that it takes his breath away. How sweet is that? In case you can’t tell by now, I really enjoyed this story. Edie Earns Her Saddle is 200 pages of pure, unadulterated fun. Jason and Seth love Edie and she loves them…as often as possible. When you next need a fun erotic book to make you smile, forget your troubles and bring color to your cheeks, pick up Ava Mitchell’s Edie Earns Her Saddle. Better yet, get it now and keep it close at hand to bring up in your reader as needed." -- Donna, Dark Diva Reviews

5 DRAGONS: "This is the second story I've read about Liebling, an unusual town where every woman has at least two men with her. It's the normal way of life in this town, so when Edie and her friend move there it's no wonder they find the men who will love them forever as their wives. Edie Earns Her Saddle-Liebling, Texas 2 is a fantastic story. Jason and Seth are very determined and extremely sexy men with their sights set on Edie. Of course I love a story where the men are dominant and intent on the woman of their dreams, and I was taken into the story from the very beginning. You'll feel like you are actually there in Liebling with Edie as these two men begin to show her how treasured and yet sexy they find her. Edie soon learns that neither Jason or Seth will be far from her each day and night. The fact that their woman is in danger makes them spend as much time together as possible without smothering Edie's bohemian nature. Jason and Seth take charge and show her what being with them means. The sex is so hot the pages should curl from the heat. The love scenes make you wish you were the subject of all the mens' attentions. This book has a rich storyline, so I hope there will be more stories about Liebling, Texas as we are introduced to the families of the men and the town." -- Judy King, Veiled Secrets Reviews

4.5 HEARTS: "Author Ava Mitchell takes the reader back to Liebling, Texas for a story that is passionate and sizzling, witty and romantic, dramatic and entertaining. The vivid descriptions followed by the devilish twists, turns and dramatic flair she uses seems to bring each scene alive for a tale that hooks the reader in taking them hostage to the delights between the heroine and her men. This deliciously seductive story centers around two sexy brothers and the woman they have set their eyes on as theirs and it creates some wickedly seductive passion followed by pure erotic pleasure. The red-hot action begins almost right from the very beginning and never stops, in part because the characters are so strong they take charge of the story and never let go. Edie is a delightfully unconventional character who seems to captivate the readers with her friendly, generous, trusting and gentle-nature ways. But when pushed too far look out -- a vixen with claws emerges. Her beauty radiates from within, creating quite a bit of excitement for her cowboys. Jason and Seth are both intense and commanding dominant males with a tender, charming and playful side that is truly enchanting. Both have seen the worst in people and are quick to protect what is theirs even if it causes a whole lot of friction. Of course, half the fun of fighting is the making up part as Edie finds out when her two men take her to task. The menageamous bond is portrayed as a deep connection right from the very beginning. The sexual play at times is untamed, decadent and primal while at other times it is seductive, rich and powerful. The intriguing mix of secondary characters works wonderfully to enhance the storyline. This is one hot story that shouldn't be missed!" -- Shannon, The Romance Studio

Excerpt

Jason took one of her nipples into his mouth, and Edie moaned.

“That’s it,” Seth encouraged. “Just feel.” He pressed the plug further in while he used the fingers of his other hand to play with her clit. She twisted and jerked beneath his touch, and he just used her movements as a way to push the plug until, with a final slide, it sank into place.

Seth caressed the side of her hip and kissed the small of her back where her dimples were. “How’s that, Edie?”

“I feel so full. I don’t think I can hold myself up any longer.”

Seth suppressed a smile. Her arms shook, and her legs trembled. His heart did the painful squeeze thing again, and he decided to ignore it. He grasped her hips between his hands and flipped her onto her back. It must have caught her by surprise because her eyes fluttered open, and her pretty lips formed that “O” he loved so much. As he climbed over her body and rested his weight on his arms, he told himself that this whole face-to-face thing was his way of being merciful. After all, her arms were shaking a few seconds ago. But the painful tugging in the center of his chest suggested otherwise.

She was so beautiful all sprawled out for him. He could see her erratic breathing in the way her breasts jiggled, and her pupils were so wide in her big eyes he had to look away for a moment. How could one little person half his size unhinge him like this?  

He ran his fingers through her hair and brushed his thumb over her cheekbone. The corners of her lips curled into the sweetest, sexiest little smile he ever saw, and he couldn’t resist kissing her soft, pillowy lips. He tilted her head so he could get a better angle and brushed his tongue against her bottom lip. She moaned, the small sound vibrating through him, and opened for him. He pressed his tongue into her mouth the same moment the head of his cock sank into her hot, clinging pussy. His mind went blank.

She looked up at him with wide eyes, and her fingernails dug into his flesh. Those pricks of erotic pain were the only things that kept him grounded in reality. He did not know what he would do if she did not hold on to him so tight. All he could see, taste, and touch was her.  All he could feel was the smoothness of her skin against his and the indescribable feeling of her hot, tight pussy gripping his cock.  

It had never, ever been this good.

He pressed himself farther into her, and she broke eye contact with him. Her eyes closed, and her head lolled back on the comforter, but he cupped the back of her neck and pulled her head up so that their foreheads touched.

“Look in my eyes, Edie. Look here the whole time.” His voice sounded rough even to his ears, but he was beyond caring.

Her eyelashes fluttered and her pupils dilated. Her lush flower scent surrounded him and suddenly he was drunk on it, drunk on her and the painfully tight feeling in his chest.

He couldn’t take it anymore.

He flexed his ass and pushed the rest of himself into her. Her eyes shot open, and a surprised gasp escaped her.

“I’m sorry—” he started. But then his hips took over and his words dried on his lips when her mouth tumbled open and her breathing sawed in and out of her in gasping heaves.

He pulled out of her until only the head of him remained inside her, then plunged back in. Her engorged flesh hugged him so tight, and the friction was so good, so sweet that he pumped into her again and again until all he could see was her big eyes and all he could feel was her pussy clinging to him. From somewhere in the no man’s land outside the reality of being inside her, he realized he made crazy, wild grunting noises and that Edie bounced whenever his hips slammed into the cradle of her thighs.

He was going at her too hard. It was too rough. It had been too long for her, but he could not stop. She surrounded him with her scent and her arms and her legs, and he was gone. Gone to the world and to common sense. All that existed in that moment was how fucking crazy she made him.

His orgasm came out of nowhere.

All of a sudden, it gathered in his balls, and he surged into her harder, faster, lifting her hips off the bed with the force of his pounding. She ground her teeth together and off she went, her head sawing side to side on the comforter and her back arching up and tilting her hips so that his cock hit her clit with his strokes. 

He collapsed on top of her, sweating, gasping, and spent.

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Oh my God.

That was all Edie could think when she unlocked her ankles from around Seth’s lower back and let her legs fall, splayed open. She could barely breathe, but she didn’t care. His weight felt so good on top of her, and she loved the way the scent of his sweat mixed with his cologne. He kissed her forehead, the tip of her nose, her lips. Then he grinned at her and was gone. Before she could miss Seth, though, Jason loomed over her and laced his arm under her right knee, stretching it up and exposing her to him.

There was no pretense of seduction.

He did not need any. Just looking at the feral glint in his eyes was enough to put her on the edge of coming again.

He pressed the blunt head of his cock against her pussy and pushed into her. It was a steady, mind-numbing invasion. He fed her inch after inch of his cock while holding her gaze with his.

Jason felt different from Seth. He was hairier, broader, heavier. Wilder. There was something untamed about the way Jason sheathed himself inside her. And there was something animalistic about the way he pulled back and pumped himself in again.

There was no finesse, no sensual games. This was claiming—hedonistic, raw and untamed love making. She planted her free foot on the comforter and ground herself up and into him. Sparks of pleasure burst through her, and her eyes rolled into the back of her head.