[Menage Amour: Erotic Contemporary Romance with elements of Menage a Trois, M/F/M, and Menage a Quatre, M/F/M/F]
A notorious player, Desiree Jones resists all attempts to trap her in a relationship. According to her, it's what made her parents miserable, and therefore, it is what would make her miserable.
Once a lover of Desiree's, Andrew Gamble doesn't agree and it is his hope to be the one who makes her see reason. Smitten from the first kiss, Gamble has not touched another woman since, so a bet to go without sounds more like an opportunity to seduce her to him.
Desiree's other competition is Joshua Tully, perpetually single and harmless, until the temptation of two week's wages are up for grabs. After that, it is open season, and the three of them do what ever it takes to push their pals over the sexual finish line. A parade of firemen visit Desiree's cash counter, a pretendsbian tryst is performed for Gamble, and a date is arranged for Tully.
"One is fun, two is company, three is not always a crowd, but four is more, and more, and more! The idea for Gamble's Game came to me one day while I ate my lunch in a local grocery store. Inspired by my surroundings, I saw erotic potential in a stereotypically sterile environment (excluding the produce aisle, of course)." ~Tara ~
Note: There is no sexual relationship or touching for titillation between or among the men. A Siren Erotic Romance
4.5 CHERRIES: "Ms. Nichols takes what could've been a mundane plot and turns it into a great read with engaging characters the reader can identify with. By the end of the novella, I felt like they were all my friends and I hated to finish. If you want a novella with sharp wit, steamy passion, and indelible characters, then Gamble's Game is for you." -- Tiger Lily, Whipped Cream Reviews
4 STARS: "Tara S. Nichols is a very talented author. I have read several of her stories. Gamble's Game is written with a lot of humor. The characters play well together. Fans of romantica will enjoy Gamble's Game." -- Anne Boling, ReviewYourBook
“Are we making it easier for you?” he asked, with a wicked glint in his eye. She couldn’t find the words to describe how she felt. All she could do was stare at his cock and admire the way it protruded from his body like a battering ram. She longed to touch it. His smiled widened as she pulled against her restraints, eager to have him in her mouth. As though sensing her need, he wrapped his fingers around it and gave it a few quick pumps, his efforts resulting in a droplet of clear liquid forming on the end.
The sound of Tully’s jeans hitting the floor came to her ears but she did not dare take her eyes off Gamble. He was the one she longed to see, to touch, to taste, and she crooned like a hungry animal.
Gamble nodded over her head, a subtle movement that signalled something to Tully. What they were planning, she didn’t know, but she certainly hoped it was devious.
She felt Tully’s hands on her again, his fingers lacing into her bra. He tugged it down in one mighty pull and freed her breasts, his naked hips smacking against her as he did. She felt his erection, bare, hot, and hard against the back of her thigh.
“Oh, Des.” Gamble groaned appreciatively his eyes wide as he openly appraised her naked body. Instantly, his fingers wrapped gently around one firm globe, giving it an appreciative squeeze. He closed in on her and then brought his mouth to her taut red nipple. He flicked the tip of his across it, pausing every so often to suck it to a harder point.
“I always knew you’d be hot, but this is spectacular,” Tully said breathily from behind her, while roving his hands over her body.
She blushed under their praise. The bet was off as far as she was concerned, and if the boys gave her any argument, well, it would be worth whatever amount of money it cost her just to feel their bodies pressed against her own. Arching her back, she leaned into Tully’s caresses, felt his fingers explore until they found the damp patch that had formed on her panties.
“I think she likes this, Gamble. What do you think?”
Gamble reached out, tentative at first, hovering over the wet spot Tully indicated.
“Do it,” she said breathily, looking him straight in the eyes. “Don’t make me wait one second more.”
His hand dipped beneath the silk and lace, and his long fingers found her slick furrow and the prominent nub within. With gentle strokes, his fingers worked the sensitive spot until her mouth opened with a silent cry. She couldn’t speak. The pleasure was too intense. Seeing this, he pulled his hand out.
Jutting her buttocks toward Tully, she felt him act in accordance with his hands along her thigh and hip. His lips brushed against the back of her neck, which sent shivers along her spine. Using his teeth, he gently dragged them across her flesh, nipping here and there just enough to make the hair on her body stand up.
“I’m going to explode if I don’t feel you, the both of you.” She finally found her voice and cried out in protest.
Just then, Gamble pulled away and stood back from her seemingly to appraise her situation with a hunger she could only assume was echoed in her own eyes. A small smile tugged at the corners of his lips, and again, he nodded at Tully.
She allowed him to manoeuvre her until she was bent her over, her mouth only a few inches away from Gamble’s prominent cock. With his cock held firmly in his fist, he stepped a little bit closer until the head grazed her lips.
“You want this?” he asked, his voice thick with lust.
She could almost feel his hardness at the back of her throat. An ache that was both pleasure and pain swelled within her belly, she longed for him so. “Yes,” she croaked, her voice barely audible.
His hand left his cock to gently caress the side of her face. Then, he brought his other hand up and cradled her head between them, while stepping closer, closing the gap. She moaned as he slowly pushed himself into her waiting mouth.
Just as she had anticipated, the moment was everything she had imagined. The taste of him, a mixture of sweet and salty, brought another groan of pleasure from her as she began tonguing and caressing his rigid shaft. With small thrusts, he rocked his hips to her rhythm.
As Tully’s fingers roved, they snagged on the black lacy trim of her panties, and before she knew it, he was tugging them down, but only as far as to her knees. With her buttocks exposed, she moaned again as the blood rushed to the apex at her legs, pulsating there like a heartbeat. She was aware of their hindrance, and the feeling of restraints heightened her arousal. Trapped inside her clothing and pinned between two gorgeous men was one thing she had never experienced before. She’d had fantasies, but now it was actually happening.
A sudden warm sensation alerted her to Tully’s presence behind her as he brought his mouth to her exposed pussy. She spared a glance down to see Tully’s spread knees and his monstrous wide cock pointing up to where she most longed to feel it ramming inside of her. How ironic, she mused, that he really was big. His hot breath against her silky passage sent a shiver along her spine. As she had anticipated, the contact of his hot, wet tongue gliding along her swollen lips, the firm tip dipping in to her most vulnerable places proved too much for her, and she shuddered as her first orgasm tore through her.