[Ménage Amour: Erotic Ménage a Quatre Romance, M/F/M/M, public exhibition, bondage, HEA]
Willow Larkin wasn’t ready when the subject of white picket fences came up. She was too young and had too much more to experience. Life awaited, so she hit the road. She landed in Forever, Missouri, six months ago, and if things don’t liven up soon, she’ll be moving on.
Josh Bodie, Jack Tower, and Mikey Black had known each other for years and finally came together to start their own consulting company. They’ve been in Forever for a few weeks and have their eyes set on Willow. She serves them every morning at the café, and each of them is intrigued by her.
The men had determined long ago they needed to find one special woman to share their life. On a scenic train ride, they give Willow a taste of the pleasure that awaits in their arms. Willow never expected a train to hold all the excitement she’d ever need.
A Siren Erotic Romance
“Okay, I’ve got some great food here, and I want to see you all lick your plates clean.” She began placing the food in front of them, the mingling aromas of the different dishes wafting up to her. Her tummy growled, letting her know that she hadn’t eaten yet.
“Sound like you need to have some breakfast yourself,” Jack said, taking his plate of French toast from her.
She opened her mouth to speak but stopped, her heart surging for three beats. With a strand of his shoulder-length, dark hair falling over his black-rimmed glasses, Willow could swear she saw something lurking in those creamy-brown eyes of his. Something smoky and hidden. A secret maybe. Then she blinked and the moment was gone. “Yeah,” she said, recovering. “I probably should grab a bite soon.”
Finished laying out their food, she straightened and held the tray against her chest. “Do you need anything else? More coffee?”
“Yes. Coffee.” Josh held up his cup, his intense eyes locked on her.
“I’ll be right back.” Why am I so hot? She turned away from the table and headed for the counter and the safety of distance. Slamming the tray down, she brushed her fingertips across her forehead, noticing how her hand was trembling slightly.
A hand came to rest on her shoulder.
Willow jumped, jerking away from the touch.
“Are you okay?” Sue frowned at her again.
“I’m sorry. I’m just…well, I don’t know what I am.” She took the coffee carafe from the coffeemaker. “Maybe I need a vacation.”
“Hmph. Maybe you need a date.”
Willow wrinkled her nose at Sue as she passed her on her way to the booth where the three men were. “Alrighty,” she said, refilling their coffee mugs. “How is everything? Good?”
There was a chorus of mmms and mm-hmms. All three of them nodded at her.
“I like to hear that.” She rested the carafe on the edge of the table. “Can I ask you boys something?”
“Sure,” Mikey said, the first of the three to swallow. “Ask us anything.” He smiled, his eyes sparkling and mischievous.
He’s definitely the joker of the group. “You three look so different from each other. Can I ask how you know each other? I mean, what brought the three of you together?”
The men looked at each other then back at her. “We work together,” Jack said.
Hmm. “Really? I mean, you all dress differently and everything. It doesn’t look like the three of you have anything in common at all.”
“We are computer techs,” Josh said, his voice deep and mellow. “Forever Systems hired us to completely install a full network in their company, whose main headquarters is here.”
“Huh.” Computer dudes. Which meant they were smart, but were they fun?
Jack chimed in. “The three of us met online and ended up forming our own tech company, J.J. & M. Large companies hire us to, well, to get them up to speed technically.”
Willow put her hand on her hip. “So, your jobs are temporary? Once you get whatever it is you do done, you move on to the next job?”
Mikey grinned at her. “Yep. We have our base in Chicago, but travelling is what we like best. Making money, doing a job we actually like, and seeing the country all at the same time.” He shrugged. “Where’s the bad?”
She didn’t see any “bad” in the scenario at all. “Geez, what I wouldn’t give to have a job like that. But what do your women say? I’ll bet they don’t like you being gone all the time.” She smiled. There. I cast my line. Let’s see if I get a bite.
“We’re single,” Josh said then took a sip of coffee.
“We haven’t found a girl who could put up with all three of us.” Mikey leaned back, raking his fingers through his wayward curls. “We’re pretty close. Share a house and all that. If we hooked up with some girls, they’d have to respect that.”
Are they feeling me out here? Willow raised one perfectly sculpted eyebrow. “How could any woman not go for that situation? Three good-looking men who actually know what friendship means? You all sound like my kind of guys.”
The men exchanged glances then gave each other a quick nod.
“What?” Willow asked, feeling something pass between them.
Mikey leaned forward, parking his elbow on the table. “What are you doing tomorrow?”
Willow felt the movement of the train beneath her feet as she stood in the center aisle of the observation car contemplating this intriguing proposal these men had just made. This could very well be the type of exciting relationship I’ve been yearning for.
“You’ll join us then?” Josh asked, his eyes taking on a happy brightness.
“Can we give it a try, see how we mesh before we make any solid commitment?” She cocked her head.
“How about we make a commitment to try?” Jack asked, standing. “We sincerely like you, Willow. A lot.”
Oh my God, is this really happening? She nodded, agreeing. “Deal. Now, how do you want to cement this commitment?”
Mikey stepped forward and trailed his fingers down her cheek. “How about we show you just how committed we are going to be in making your life nothing but pure pleasure?” He took her face in both hands and kissed her lightly on the lips.
Willow melted inside, heat swirling through her body. Mikey kissed her again, deeper this time. She placed her hands, palm down, on his chest. His heart thumped beneath her touch.
“I want you to come home with us tonight,” Jack whispered in her ear, making a shiver run down her spine.
Mikey continued his exploration of her mouth while Jack pressed against her from behind. Jack drew her hair back from her ear and traced it with his tongue.
“Mmm,” she moaned, clutching fistfuls of Mikey’s T-shirt. Heat infused her face as her tongue dueled with Mikey’s and Jack drew a hot, wet trail down her neck to the base of it.
“You have too many clothes on,” Jack said, snaking his hands beneath her blouse.
When his fingertips brushed across her belly, she sucked in a sharp breath of air.
Mikey backed away, and before she knew what was happening, the two of them had taken hold of the hem of her blouse and whipped it up over her head. Jack took her by the shoulders and turned her toward him, capturing her lips before she could speak. Fingers worked at the clasp of her bra. She wasn’t sure if it was Mikey or Josh, who had been watching them intently.
“God, you’re hot,” Jack said against her lips, his hands searing the skin of her waist. “I’ve wanted to do this for so long.”
Willow wrapped her arms around his neck and drew him back to her mouth, thrusting her tongue between his lips. She tangled her fingers in his hair and felt his smile beneath her assault.
The fingers at her back finally unhooked her bra, and she immediately wanted it off. Letting go of Jack, she pulled back just enough to slip her arms out of the dangling garment. Flinging it to the side, she lifted her hair from the back of her neck, raising both arms. She turned her face to the sun beating down through the curved glass from above.
“Damn,” a deep voice said, Josh she thought. “You are enjoying this, aren’t you?”
She ran her tongue over her kiss-swollen lips, her gaze locked on the open fields flying by as they raced down the tracks. “Pleasure me,” she said, her body trembling with need.
That was all she needed to say.
One pair of hands held her rib cage tightly—Jack, she realized when she glanced down—then his mouth closed over one pebbled nipple and began to suck.
“Oh hell yeah,” she groaned, arching her back to give him full access to both breasts.
Josh caught her beneath her chin, tilting her head back as he pressed against her ass. She turned her head, parting her lips to accept his thrusting tongue.
Probing fingers worked at the button of the waistband of her jeans. Mikey worked fast, unbuttoning, unzipping, and dragging her jeans and panties down her legs.
Jack’s tongue laved the tight, beaded nipple he had been working on while he pinched and tugged at the other. He shifted slightly to her right, making little satisfied noises in his throat.
Josh continued to devour her mouth, groaning into her, still holding her chin and now also one wrist tightly.
Willow felt the vibration of the train rattling through her bones. It only served to make her more sensitive to the touches of these men who were hell-bent on driving her to the brink of insanity.
Then, suddenly, another force was added to the mix.