Hat Trick (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)
Hat Trick
Toronto Maple Leaf captain Nathan Vaughan and his wife have been looking for a third for years, but Nathan’s intense possessiveness has prevented them from having the ménage experience they both dream of. When rookie Jeremy Reiner joins the team, they both think they may have found the man for them.
Jeremy has never questioned his sexuality before. He has always desired women, and when Nathan and Rachel invite him to their bed, he quickly takes them up on their offer. Much to his dismay, and confusion, Jeremy finds himself falling in love with both Rachel and Nathan.
The lovemaking is explosive, but is it enough to keep the three of them together when conflicting emotions, rumors, and genuine fears threaten to tear them apart?
Genre:
Contemporary, Ménage a Trois/Quatre
Length:
38,961 words
Lynn Tyler
MENAGE AMOUR
Siren Publishing, Inc.
www.SirenPublishing.com
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HAT TRICK
Copyright © 2012 by Lynn Tyler
E-book ISBN:
978-1-61926-805-0
First E-book Publication: June 2012
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HAT TRICK
LYNN TYLER
Copyright © 2012
Nathan handed his wife a bowl of popcorn and snuggled down into the leather couch with the remote in his hand. “Ready, honey?”
Rachel cuddled closer and placed the bowl on the table in front of them. “Why do I let you talk me into these horror movies anyway? I never sleep after we watch one.”
Chuckling, he draped his arm across her shoulders and pulled her into his lap.
Ah, that was better
. He loved holding his wife, loved having her as close as possible. They had been married for nearly nine years now, since they were nineteen, and he still couldn’t get enough of her. This horror movie trick was one he’d come up with just a year before they’d married. Get her scared enough and she would bury her face in his neck. That was his cue to distract her from the gore on the screen. Of course, the kind of distraction was key. He would start playing with her hair, which never failed to turn her on. A few well-placed kisses on her neck and she would be all over him. Of course, he would be more than happy to oblige.
Just as things were getting to the interesting part, the phone rang. Cursing inwardly as he mouthed her neck softly once more, he reluctantly pulled away and answered. “Hello?”
His coach’s soft laugh told him his voice had probably given away his irritation. “Is this a bad time?”
Nathan suppressed a sigh and paused the movie so Rachel wouldn’t get too scared while he was talking. He’d learned the hard way that if Rachel got too scared, there would be no nookie for him. “It’s not the greatest of times, Coach. But what can I do for you?”
The coach laughed again, and this time, Nathan heard some paper rustling. “You remember that kid we drafted a few years ago from University of Michigan? The one who wanted to finish his degree before he started?”
Nathan thought back to the only kid in history who probably had ever requested a delay in his NHL debut. Those kinds of guts and that kind of determination were something he had greatly admired. He’d even met the kid once or twice and had genuinely liked him. “Jeremy Reiner, yeah, I remember him.”
“Well, he’s finished school now and ready to start. I was wondering if you could mentor him a little, maybe show him around.”
Nathan rolled his shoulders and pulled Rachel closer so that her head settled back against his shoulder. He slipped his hand down the collar of her shirt and let his fingers trace soft designs across the bare skin of her collarbones as he contemplated the request. “I’ll definitely take him under my wing. Give me his number and I’ll give him a call in the morning.”
He copied down the number on the pad of paper Rachel insisted they keep by the couch for just such a purpose and hung up. He made sure to grind his hard cock into Rachel’s ass as he stretched. “Who are you going to take under your wing?” she asked, pressing down into him.
Gripping her hips, Nathan picked her up, an easy feat since she was so little, and turned her so that she straddled his pelvis. She settled down onto him so that her pussy rested right against his cock. His eyes nearly crossed at the feel of her, and he swore under his breath. They had dressed for bed before sitting down to watch their movie, so he was wearing only a very thin pair of cotton boxers. He could feel every inch of her damp pussy against him, her moisture soaking through his shorts. Apparently, she had decided to go commando. “Holy smokes, honey. No panties?”
She giggled and leaned forward to nibble at his ear. “Actually, I’ve got on a new pair. Crotchless. You like?”
Shit
. His arousal shot through the roof, and he went from turned on to desperate in the space of a second. “God, honey, I’ve got to see them.” He eased the large hockey jersey she wore up and stared at the bit of red lace that covered her neatly trimmed curls. The lace ended just above her clit and left her whole pussy bare and just waiting to be filled. “Oh, honey, now that is a work of art.”
Using the thumb and fingers of his left hand, he peeled her lips apart to fully expose the little nubbin of her clit. She was exquisitely sensitive there, and the right stroke would have her desperate to be filled in seconds. Hooking one arm around her hips to hold her in place, he pushed her shoulders back gently so that he had better access to her pussy. “You know what happens when you tease me, honey,” he said in a low voice, flicking the very tip of her clit with his index finger.
Her head dropped back on her shoulders, her hair brushing over his forearm, and she moaned. “I know,” she gasped, pushing her hips forward in an effort to get more pressure where she wanted it.
“Uh-uh,” he scolded. “You’re teasing me with this underwear. Now it’s my turn to tease you.”
Her hips stilled instantly, and she reached out to grip his biceps with both hands. Her nails bit into his skin, and he knew he would wear those marks for hours, but he would wear them with pride, damn it. Those marks meant he’d given his wife pleasure.
Pulling the jersey over her head and tossing it across the room, Nathan leaned forward and captured one of her nipples between his lips. He suckled her deeply as he stroked his finger in concentric circles around her other breast.
She arched back into his arm, giving herself entirely to her pleasure and trusting him completely to keep her from falling. Her total trust in him to keep her safe and satisfied was the biggest turn-on he knew. He loved knowing he could make her lose herself to the pleasure he was giving her.
“Oh,” she moaned, shaking him out of the dreamy state he’d slipped into. Every muscle in her body had tightened, her thighs shaking violently. He stopped sucking on her nipple instantly. She was one of those rare women who could come from nipple play alone. How fucking lucky was he? But he didn’t want her coming just yet. He was going to be balls deep in her before that happened. He wanted to feel those muscles fluttering around him, grabbing at him, fighting to keep him in place.
He waited until she had calmed somewhat, resting his face against the inner curve of her breast while she caught her breath. “Nathan,” she whined. “I was almost there.”
He looked up and grinned wickedly. “I know, honey. But you know what happens when you tease me.”
An answering grin lit up her face. “I know, and I love it.”
He shook his head but decided it was too late to really tease her as long as he wanted. It was time to get down to business. “Sit up and pull my shorts down until they are under my balls.”
She instantly obeyed his command. She really was the perfect woman. She was strong, intelligent, and independent but had no qualms about being submissive in bed. She smiled seductively at him as she did what he said, taking the time to tug on his balls just a little. Man, he was going to go off like a rocket when he finally let himself come. Right now he was more concerned with Rachel and making her come. “Hold the base of my cock steady,” he said in his most commanding tone.
Seizing the bottom of his shaft, she squeezed firmly, almost too firmly. He kept a firm hold of her waist while he used his free hand to tilt her chin up to meet her eyes. “Gently,” he ordered.
She loosened her grip and looked up at him expectantly. Somewhere along the line, she had straddled one of his legs, and he could feel her pussy lips spread out against him as she rocked against his muscled thigh. Knowing she loved the feeling, he tightened that muscle and let her play for a few minutes, even pinching her clit and pulling it out and up very gently. Her eyes blazed, and she rocked faster, nearly dislodging his grip on her now rigid pearl of flesh. It twitched between his finger and thumb a few times, a sure sign she was right on the edge of orgasm. That was his cue to stop.
