🔥Suddenly all I want to do is please them.🔥
New release! Inappropriately Matched now live
Without further ado, Inappropriately Matched—Book 2 of the Leashed to Love series is now live on Amazon! (While the series can be read on its own, you might want to start with book 1 first, Accidentally Matched.
The Leashed to Love series is zero angst, fluffy, and a little over the top, why choose romance but I added twice the spice to keep things extra hot. :)
There is no way I’m marrying a man my father chooses for me. He wants me to marry someone fitting of our social standing? I think not. I do not want to marry some stuffy heir, so I’m going to do the direct opposite.
Cue three construction workers: Holt Kissinger, Steele Adams, and Ryder MacMurphy. They’re building a new block of apartments opposite mine. And maybe I scolded them for waking up the whole neighborhood with their incessant drilling and pounding, but Honeypot, my little fluffball matchmaker, senses some… umm, chemistry between us.
I think on my feet and ask one of them to marry me. They say they come in a package of three. I say I’ll take the lot.
Now I get to stick it to my father.
NSFW Excerpt:
Suddenly all I want to do is please them. My finger sails over my clit with lightning speed. I’m mindless in my pursuit of this orgasm for them. My heart and my body are on the brink of exploding. I’m so close.
The only thing fueling my madness is feeling their searing hot gazes on me and the primal sounds that fall from their lips, infusing with my own unleashed feral nature.
So close. So, so, so close.
I writhe over the bed, back arched so deeply. A little more, and I’ll be defying gravity altogether.
I shut my eyes, the pressure so immense, I’m going to burst out of my skin.
I just need to rub harder, faster, past the sensitivity to the climax that is waiting for catastrophic release just beneath it all.
I worry I might go blind. I worry I’m a one-and-done kind of girl, but I don’t stop. I need to hear their roars of approval again. I need to hear them praise me. I never needed validation in my life before, but then again, I didn’t know there was a form of it so dirty. I’ve soaked all my fingers and my palm with the juices sluicing from my pussy.
I want to please them, and then finally… finally my body surrenders, my mind blanks, and a soul-destroying orgasm rushes out of me. The spasms of my pussy match the thudding of my heart. I struggle to breathe… But then I feel it.
Three hot mouths on me.
My. Dear. God.
They capture the remaining contractions of my climax in their mouths, immediately commanding another one in its wake.
Another one? Am I hearing what my body is doing?
“I... You... Umm...”
Coherent thought dissolves, leaving me in a hot liquid disarray.
My pussy is so wet, the sound of them drinking from my center is embarrassingly inescapable. Everything is amplified, magnified, and more visceral with the blindfold over my eyes.
A pillow is stuffed underneath my butt, essentially giving them better access to my pussy as if I’m a platter of food for these starving men.
Dominant biting kisses line my inner thigh while my pussy lips are rubbed and pulled, sending a jolt of electricity to my clit caught in another’s hot mouth.
“Delicious.” Holt’s tone is so husky against my quivering center another shiver sails through me. They swap places.
Holt now leaves a trail of hickeys on my other thigh, Steele plays with my labia, and Ryder swallows my clit into his mouth.
I tense up. Apprehension settles in my stomach as Steele dips his finger into me.
Oh my gosh. That one lone digit of his feels enormous inside me, as if my flesh is already stretched to its limit just to accommodate him.
“She’s so incredibly tight she can’t even take my finger.”
I have no idea why a fresh wave of arousal hammers through me at Steele’s words.
“Please,” I whimper, begging for what I know will hurt.
“Jesus, when she says please like that, she fucking destroys me,” Holt murmurs.
A ripping sound echoes in the room before I realize Holt tore my negligee in half, right off my body, leaving me naked.
He settles over me, kissing his way up until he reaches my breasts. The instant he takes one of my taut nipples into his mouth, he also presses his naked cock lengthwise against my pussy.
His naked cock.
Balancing on his powerful forearms, he uses his teeth and pulls the blindfold up off my eyes, then softly kisses my eyelids as he slips the head of his shaft between my folds.
My eyes fly open. I immediately meet Holt’s gorgeous face, and for a moment I’m dazed, mesmerized by his male beauty, but then I remember what’s between his legs is now between my legs.
The intrusion sends me ricocheting in fear and panic.
“So,” I say, faltering as Holt thrusts a little more. Dear holy cow.
“I don’t think the math is going to math. You see, you’re just too big. I can’t be stretched that much. It’s impossible. It just won’t fit. Which is fine. At least we tried. That’s all that matters.”
I’m ready to get up, don my regular granny panties, and call it a day on all this sex stuff. It’s so overrated.
But Holt chuckles. He literally laughs at me while I fail at my supposed feminine capabilities hard.
Steele and Ryder climb onto the bed. They’re kneeling on either side of me. Holt still towers over me, his biceps flexing as he uses his forearms to keep himself up.
I’m surrounded by male beauty, pure virility, rugged power, and dominant lords who secretly own the world and don’t care to show it. But I can't do this.
“This will help,” Steele says.
Get Inappropriately Matched now on Amazon.
(Will be available on Apple, B&N, Kobo, etc, soon!)
Book 1 of the Leashed to Love series: Accidentally Matched
Together with my best friends and our unique canine darlings, Sweetpea, Honeypot and Cupid’s Ass—yes Cupid’s Ass––we run a very successful matchmaking company called Leashed to Love.
But now I want to take my skillset to the next level. I want to get clued up and physical in bedroom matters, so I can learn tips and tricks for keeping couples together after marriage. Maybe I’ll write a book about my horizontal adventures. Except, it doesn’t help since I’ve never done it before.
And that’s where these three grumpy ranchers come into play. I dangle land they’ve been unsuccessful in purchasing for a while now in front of them, and in exchange, they’ll let me experiment on them and with them. No-holds-barred. It’s the perfect deal.
And love has nothing to do with it.
That's it for now.
Hugs and happy reading!
Chloe