Gentling the Submissive

Gentling the Submissive

Wednesday, May 28, 2014

Mellie's Submission (Men of McKenna Downs 4) - Available @ Siren-Bookstrand

Mellie's Submission (Men of McKenna Downs 4) is now available at Siren-Bookstrand. MFMMMM menage BDSM and cowboys.
Siren-Bookstrand- http://www.bookstrand.com/mellies-submission


Word Count: 52,941
[Siren LoveXtreme Forever: Erotic Consensual BDSM Cowboy Ménage Romance, M/F/M/M/M/M, with M/M, cropping, caning, flogging, whipping, knife play, sex toys, HEA for M/F/M/M]
Melanie "Mellie" Laurie begins her training in BDSM with Diego Sanchez, the O'Neils' friend and hired hand. She can't resist his dark, sinful allure or the way it feels to submit to him. The deeper he takes her the harder she falls and the more she craves to be owned by him.
Diego can't help falling for the sweet, curvy woman who submits to him. He knows she would be perfect for Greyson O’Neil as well, but his best friend keeps closing off and holding back.
Through a twist of fate Mellie learns the whereabouts of her daughter and goes to see her.
The stalker makes another move, but this time one of Mellie’s cowboys is his target. He discovers that they're all connected to each other and to the stalker far more than any of them realized.
NOTE! You are purchasing Siren's newest serialized imprint, the LoveXtreme Forever Series. This is book 4 of 5 in the Men of McKenna Downs collection. These books are not stand-alone. Each is a continuation of the previous book and must be read in the numbered order. The final book contains a happily forever after for the heroine and all her men.

STORY EXCERPT

“Diego likes me, too.”
His smile waned and his eyes turned cold with warning. “I know.”
The look chilled her. Why was it okay for his brothers to be interested in her but not Diego? Was Greyson more of a keep-it-in-the-family kind of man?
He turned, stopping when she touched his forearm to keep him from leaving. His hard gaze fell to her hand on his skin before his eyes rose and seared into hers.
Shaking, she moved her hand from him. “I like some pain…when I…”
“Fuck every man in this house?” he quipped dryly.
His I-spy-a-ho implication grated on her nerves and there went her saintly tongue. “Not everyone in this house. I haven’t done your father, and you’re not getting any action.”
Greyson’s brow popped up at this in an “Oh really, woman? Are you going to challenge me?” arch.
She shriveled at the authoritative look, thrilling that his eyes silently threatened to punish her.
“How do you know I’m not getting any action?”
The insinuation bugged her. He was hers, damn it. He wasn’t really hers, but he sort of was or should be. Damn him.
“Then you shouldn’t have cropped me in the barn.”
“It’s a stable,” he corrected her.
Her jaw flexed. “Whatever.”
“Say stable, now.”
She burst into laughter.
His lips twitched with humor even if he did appear annoyed. “Are you laughing at me?”
“What does it matter what I call your barn?”
He stepped forward, chasing her merriment away and replacing it with devastating arousal at his closeness. “It’s a stable, Melanie Laurie.”
Her pussy clenched and a spasm fluttered in her stomach when he cradled her jaw in his hand.
“I know you’re a good woman.” His thumb slid over her bottom lip, making it tremble beneath his weightless touch. “And as such, I know you’ll obey me and say what I told you to say.”
She went breathless, burned alive over his words. “Stable.”
“Good. A barn is for livestock, equipment, and feed. A stable is geared more toward horses. It sounds classier anyway. The words are often used interchangeably, but they really shouldn’t be. It’s the difference between chaos and peace.”
She almost laughed at him, but his sex appeal kept her quiet and obedient.
“Now, make me a sandwich.” He gave her a teasing smile that said he knew how chauvinistic it sounded.
Mellie didn’t mind fixing food for them. It was her job, after all, and being given orders by these men made her wet.
Greyson let go of her chin and stepped back to watch her while she assembled the sandwiches. “Did you aspire to anything before this?”
He didn’t look like he meant the question as an insult. It seemed more like he’d spent too much time around animals and not enough time around his classy mother.
“You mean did I have dreams?”
“Sure.”
She smiled a little. “Well, I wanted to settle down and have a family.”
Silence followed.
“That’s it?”
A familiar sense of plainness swooped in, reminding her that her life had been so simple and common. A few of her friends in California hadn’t understood her need to submit and the way she thrived on domestic duties. They had their careers, and all she’d ever wanted was to be a wife and mother. She’d felt out of place. Here she felt like she belonged.
“I’m not afraid to work or anything,” Mellie replied. “I really only ever wanted to be a wife and mother. I feel my most content when I’m taking care of people’s needs and spending time with the ones I love.”
Greyson just stared at her. The intense gaze probed her as much as it exposed his inner conflict. “You’re not like other women I’ve met outside of McKenna Downs.”
Well, that comment was all fine and dandy, but it really could be taken either way. “How so?”
“You’re wife material.”
Her head flew up to make eye contact with him again. Was he interested in her beyond sex?
He quickly cleared his throat and closed up again like a Venus flytrap that had what he wanted and refused to let anything else come out. “For my brothers.”
Nice cover-up, Boss.
She twiddled her thumbs and watched him walking away. “I’m not a masochist.”
That stopped the sadist in his tracks. He turned to face her, expression cool and collected. “You mentioned that already. Why are you telling me this?”
“Because even though we’re different, I have what you want the most.”
And this confidence with Mr. Cranky Pants came from where?
Greyson stalked toward her, appearing fascinated by her. “And what is it you think I want most?”
“Complete submission.”
He paused in front of her. “No one is submissive enough for two Doms, or perfect enough to hold five hearts in their hand.”
“I have four.”
Something in her words sent a flash of what almost resembled pain in his eyes. “Good for you.”
His hush radiated with vulnerability, but she couldn’t leave it at that when he turned slowly on his heel to leave.
“I can save you, Greyson.”
He froze and hesitated before facing her again. “What makes you think I need saving?”
“You were right when you said someone hurt me in the past. Looking at you is like seeing into a mirror for me. I know someone hurt you. I don’t know who or when or what they did, but I know I can save you.”
“No one can save me, Melanie.”
“I’d like to try. I really think I can give you what you need.”
His eyes glimmered with hope and primitive yearning. “You have no idea what I need.”
“You’re a sadist, and I’m submissive enough to take the pain.”
His pupils dilated with hunger and depraved astonishment as she closed the short distance between them. “Be that as it may, you can’t handle me at my worst.”
“You underestimate me.”

ADULT EXCERPT

Sir gave her a delicate peck on the shoulder before stepping back and resuming the flogging with the leather roses. The stinging, thudding impact persisted a few minutes longer until she felt like her mind was gone. She wasn’t in control anymore. He was, her Sir, her intended Master. Which should she think of him as?
“W–what should I…c–call you?” She felt like an idiot for stammering, but she was so out of her head right now it was more like someone was telling her she was a babbling fool rather than the thought registering to her.
“When you come, call me whichever feels the most natural to you.”
Her mouth fell open when his rough, warm hand crept down between her legs and cupped her flaming mound. A desperate sigh floated past her lips.
“You may come for me, Melanie.”
“Thank you…Master.” It didn’t feel unnatural or sound forced. Diego was her Master. The possessive knowledge and the skill of his engaging fingers made her come long and hard. She gasped in pleasured shock at the strength of her orgasm and the power in his touch.
When he pulled her away from the wall and into his arms in a loving embrace he offset with a hand wrapped lightly around her throat, she came even harder.
“My gorgeous Melanie, come for me. Come for me again, my sweet slave.”
“Oh god!” she choked out.
His expertise and words defeated her and she succumbed to another brutal climax that shook her up inside. Arousal devoured her like a bear that had just woken up from hibernation. She felt such hunger and her cunt gripped emptiness. She needed his stiff cock down there, anywhere so long as he filled her, owned her completely.
Master led her over to the bed and then laid her down on her stomach. She winced and flexed her jaw in misery when he applied salve or some kind of healing balm to her bum, legs, and upper back.
“You did so well, my little Melanie. I’m very proud of you.”
“Thank you, Master.”
She had a feeling it might take some getting used to uttering that word when she wasn’t unbridled in subspace, but for now she was uninhibited. Calling him that felt right, but it would probably sound intense when she wasn’t drugged with elation.
“I’m going to fuck your ass, my dolce. You need it.”
Melanie gave him a breathless moan in response as his digits slipped into her anus and began lubing and stretching her there.
“Do you want it, Melanie? Do you want me to fill this tight, hot ass and remind you who owns it?”
God, did she ever.
“Yes, so badly.”
“My good, submissive woman. I’m going to take you up the ass through your panties, like you’re a naughty schoolgirl stealing pleasure.”
She let out a dreamy sigh when he pulled her lacy panties back up over her butt and then tugged them to the side to make room for his dick.
“Hold your ass cheeks open for me. Show me that you accept my cock in your body wherever I choose to put it. I will fuck you whenever and wherever it pleases me. Do you understand this, my sweet slave?”
Her cunt pulsed hot and slick with need. “Yes, Master, but my vagina aches. You should be in there.”
“Your what?”
“My pussy.”
“Much better. This time I desire to be in your ass and that is precisely where I will be. My will, little submissive, not yours. I know how to please you.”
She moaned into the bedspread, feeling horny and overheated with lust. Holding her ass cheeks open and letting a man shove gently into her and pack his meaty endowment into her bowels was as humbling as it was exhilarating.
“Do you feel how dominated you are, dolce? How completely I fill you and own your asshole?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“No, sweet slave, right now you call me Master. It was your decision, remember?”
It had been her decision. That made her happy, but she knew what would make her hornier. “It was your decision, Master. I submitted to it.”
He sounded like he was smiling. “Does that make you giddier to think of it as my decision that you are powerless to refuse?”
“Yes, Master.”
“I prefer it that way, too.”
Mellie felt her sphincter being willed open by his determined erection. She loosened her muscles as best as she could so he could stuff more of his cock into the snug grip of her ass. The pain on her backside had mellowed some, compliments of the salve or whatever healing ointment he’d put on her. The simmering heat and soreness that did linger helped to dull the pain of being skewered on a dick that forged up her asshole.
Still, the sensation wouldn’t be done away with completely. She felt every inch of his thick, pulsing length as he split her open wide for his deviant intentions. The unnatural advancement in her forbidden hole still shocked her and made her feel like something of a bad girl for accepting him there.
Better still was the exhilarating surge of helplessness that accompanied the taboo penetration. Master’s strong, solid body hovered over her in victory. His strength and her own submission hypnotized her and held her down as his fat girth spread her delicate tissues. When he reached into her as far as his cock could advance, he let out an excited gasp of accomplishment that burned her up inside.
His heavy scrotum rested against her blazing bottom. His balls felt full and like they were hardening with pent-up lust where they sizzled against her ass cheeks.
He reached under her and adjusted her panties so the lace dipped into her folds and rested against her eager clit.
“Grind yourself on the lace while I fuck what belongs to me.”

Tuesday, May 27, 2014

Thank You

I just wanted to say thank you to my readers and fans for reading my books, leaving reviews, and telling your friends about my books. I really appreciate it and wanted you guys to know that. If I could hug you through the screen, I would. Thank you. <3

Friday, May 23, 2014

Nook Book @ Barnes & Noble - Mellie's Angel (Men of McKenna Downs 2)

Here is a Nook book at Barnes & Noble. :) Mellie's Angel (Men of McKenna Downs 2). MFMMMM menage and cowboys.



Word Count: 31,985
[Siren LoveXtreme Forever: Erotic Cowboy Ménage Romance, M/F/M/M/M/M, voyeurism, light sensation play, ice play, HEA for M/F/M]
Melanie Laurie misses Jake O'Neil, one of her bosses, while he's away on business. Her attraction to his older brother, Hunter, confuses her. Jake encourages their attraction, and Mellie is weak against Hunter’s sweet disposition and his smooth, sexy way of talking.
Hunter O'Neil always knew the woman of his dreams would come into his life to complete him, his brothers, and their friend, Diego Sanchez. As he and Mellie spend time together and begin to fall for each other, Hunter knows he'll have to tell her what makes him different from his brothers. That part is easy compared to the knowledge that one day he and his brothers will have to tell Mellie about the town secret in McKenna Downs and pray that she doesn't walk away from them for good.
Meanwhile, the stalker follows the trail of Mellie's past, drawing ever closer and threatening someone she loves to draw her out in the open.
NOTE! You are purchasing Siren's newest serialized imprint, the LoveXtreme Forever Series. This is book 2 of 5 in the Men of McKenna Downs collection. These books are not stand-alone. Each is a continuation of the previous book and must be read in the numbered order. The final book contains a happily forever after for the heroine and all her men.

Barnes & Noble - http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/mellies-angel-men-of-mckenna-downs-2-zoey-marcel/1119480725?ean=9781627412964&itm=1&usri=zoey+marcel

Tuesday, May 13, 2014

On Amazon Kindle: Mellie's Angel (Men of McKenna Downs 2)

Mellie's Angel (Men of McKenna Downs 2) is on Amazon for the kindle. :) MFMMMM menage and cowboys.


Word Count: 31,985
[Siren LoveXtreme Forever: Erotic Cowboy Ménage Romance, M/F/M/M/M/M, voyeurism, light sensation play, ice play, HEA for M/F/M]
Melanie Laurie misses Jake O'Neil, one of her bosses, while he's away on business. Her attraction to his older brother, Hunter, confuses her. Jake encourages their attraction, and Mellie is weak against Hunter’s sweet disposition and his smooth, sexy way of talking.
Hunter O'Neil always knew the woman of his dreams would come into his life to complete him, his brothers, and their friend, Diego Sanchez. As he and Mellie spend time together and begin to fall for each other, Hunter knows he'll have to tell her what makes him different from his brothers. That part is easy compared to the knowledge that one day he and his brothers will have to tell Mellie about the town secret in McKenna Downs and pray that she doesn't walk away from them for good.
Meanwhile, the stalker follows the trail of Mellie's past, drawing ever closer and threatening someone she loves to draw her out in the open.
NOTE! You are purchasing Siren's newest serialized imprint, the LoveXtreme Forever Series. This is book 2 of 5 in the Men of McKenna Downs collection. These books are not stand-alone. Each is a continuation of the previous book and must be read in the numbered order. The final book contains a happily forever after for the heroine and all her men.


Wednesday, May 7, 2014

Believing in Mellie (Men of McKenna Downs 3) - Available @ Siren-Bookstrand

Believing in Mellie (Men of McKenna Downs 3) is available at Siren-Bookstrand. MFMMMM menage and cowboys with light BDSM and MM elements.
Please note that the gun play in this book is between two of the heroes and it's unloaded. Just good, kinky fun without any oops moments of injury.
Two excerpts, the description/warning label, and link are posted below.

Siren-Bookstrand - http://www.bookstrand.com/believing-in-mellie



Word Count: 47,883
[Siren LoveXtreme Forever: Erotic Cowboy Ménage Romance, M/F/M/M/M, with M/M elements, consensual BDSM elements, spanking, paddling, sensation play, gun play, sex toys, HEA]
Melanie Laurie flies to California with Emmett O'Neil and Diego Sanchez to make sure her sister is safe. Mellie knows that eventually she will be the wife of all five cowboys she works for, but she wonders if she can be the submissive that Greyson O'Neil and Diego need. She can’t resist Emmett’s suave charisma and his tell-it-like it-is honesty, but as she submits to his training, she realizes she wants more from the former player than any woman has ever had with him.
Emmet is skeptical at first that any one woman could be the one to satisfy the five of them, but as he introduces Mellie to BDSM and sees the sincerity of her compassionate nature, he can't protect the heart he swore to guard with his life.
The stalker learns of Mellie's love interests and decides it's time to punish her and make her aware of him, even if that means resorting to murder.
Note: Contains scenes of consensual gun play for sexual titillation.

STORY EXCERPT

Ah yes, their wager. Hunter had bet that Emmett would fall hard for Melanie, but Emmett was certain that he wouldn’t for as much as he liked the doll.
He smirked. “I’ll take your bet, Hunter. Unlike the two of you, I’m perfectly capable of bedding a woman without any feelings getting involved.”
“Well, so was I until Mellie. I mean, I was a good boy,” Jake said, sounding like he was grinning.
Emmett smiled. “Is Hunter giving you one of his ‘repent, heathen’ looks?”
Jake chuckled. “Yep.”
“This isn’t desperation or hormones on our part and you know it,” Hunter told him. “It’s the real deal.”
“I don’t doubt it.” A knock at the door told Emmett it was time to wrap up this pointless conversation with his two lovestruck brothers. “Diego is back with breakfast. Try to at least pretend you have thinking capabilities beyond your smitten hearts. Greyson doesn’t need another reason to be annoyed.”
Jake sounded amused. “Don’t worry about us. You just worry about protecting your heart from sweet Mellie. She’ll get you good, Emmett.”
“Good-bye, you fool.”
Emmett hung up and shook his head. The sappy stooge.
He opened the door of his hotel room, surprised and delighted to see Melanie standing there alone.
“Can I come in?” she asked meekly.
Something about her dulcet, soft-spoken voice calmed him and made him want to hurt anyone who wasn’t nice to her. He held the door open wider for her so she could enter.
“Of course. What’s on your mind?”
She faced him once the door was closed again. “I just wanted to thank you for coming with me and paying for my plane ticket here. I can’t thank you enough for that. I was so worried about my sister.”
He gave her a brief nod. “It was my pleasure.”
Speaking of pleasure, he’d never seen a woman look so good in shorts and a tank top before. Seriously, her enormous breasts were a brazen showcase from her low-cut white tank top, and the denim shorts hugged the curves of her plump ass and her meaty thighs. Her exposed legs were thick and tan, and her painted toenails made her look feminine and well-groomed.
Her soft brown hair made a silken halo for the angelic softness of her baby face. The blue in her eyes was faint and pure, a kind of baby blue, he supposed, with just a hint of gray that spoke of the internal storm that haunted this stunning, benevolent creature.
The alluring fragrance of her floral perfume titillated him, but the essence of jasmine wasn’t satisfied with merely flirting with his nose. The cool scent of nocturnal flowers touched his balls, awakening every primitive desire from within him.
There was a silence between them that Melanie seemed to find awkward, but Emmett found sexual and enticing.
She took a nervous gulp that sounded wet and seductive, though she probably didn’t even realize the effect it had on him.
“It was also really nice of you to…comfort me in the bathroom…on the plane.”
The delicate hue of pink in her cheeks gave him a sense of masculine pride and naughty amusement.
“That was also my pleasure.”
She blushed more obviously this time and he found it endearing.
“Well, I’ll let you do your thing.” She headed for the door, flinching and losing her breath when he put his hand on her arm.
“Melanie.”
“Yeah?” she whispered, wetting her lips with her tongue.
The slick gesture made him instantly hard. “Hunter and Jake are fine with us being alone together.”
“I know.”
“Have you ever deep throated anyone before?”
She blinked at him in shock. “No.”
“My older brother likes to deep throat women occasionally.”
The older brother was Greyson, though she probably thought he meant Hunter. His not-at-all-identical twin, Hunter, was only about two minutes older and only because Emmett had been a gentleman as a baby and let the eager, wiggly bastard pop out first.
“Is that something you would be willing to learn for him?”
Melanie swallowed and nodded.
“You’re a good woman, Melanie,” Emmett murmured gently as he stepped closer and drew her near.
He really shouldn’t be kissing her. He’d kissed plenty of women and kept it about the physical, but if he was honest with himself there was something different about kissing Melanie. He craved it for the obvious lust reasons, but there seemed to be a deeper, more powerful connection they shared whenever he put his mouth on her.
A part of him really wanted to explore their chemistry further and find out what sort of unnamed bond it was that united them.
Another part of him was scared to death of what he might find there.
Ignoring his better judgment, Emmett wrapped his arms around Melanie and put his lips on her. The innocent little thing let out a breathy sound that made his cock twitch in his pants and had his nuts locked and loaded.
Her lips were so soft, so full and kissable he didn’t know how he could pry himself away from the heaven. The woman’s lips parted receptively at the first insistent knock of his tongue. He swept the slick muscle into her mouth and kissed her slowly, deeply. He tasted purity and heat in her mouth, like a steamy mingling of innocence and hot passion.
His hands went to cup her ass and pull her curvaceous body against his. Her feeble moan did him in. One of his hands remained on her rump while the other skimmed upward to palm her left breast. Her needy squeal turned the kiss feral. If he didn’t break the kiss immediately, Diego would be walking back into the hotel room to find Emmett plowing his cock deep into Melanie’s cunt.
Emmett ended the kiss and pushed the woman to her knees. She went breathless as she clawed at his pants to get them open.

ADULT EXCERPT

“You don’t really want to deny me, do you?” He kissed a sweltering path of sin up her left inner thigh. “I’m your prince, baby. You told me I was.”
A flood of slick heat poured into her folds. Her pulsating cunt decided it definitely needed his mouth on her. A subdued cry wrung from her throat when Jake’s lips covered her pussy with featherlight kisses.
“Don’t you want my mouth on you, Mellie?” His smoking whisper inflamed her slit.
“I do. Please.”
She arched her hips a bit in invitation, knowing he would let her get away with taking control from time to time. The freedom of a vanilla lover was as addicting as the helpless feeling of being controlled by a kinky partner.
Jake went down on her, making her writhe and moan.
Emmett was on her left side, tweaking the clamp in a far more aggressive manner than Jake had. It caused a slight edge of pain, but nothing intolerable.
Hunter was on her right caressing the side of her breast with the backs of his fingers. He occasionally wiggled the clip for stimulation, but the discomfort the clamp caused was minimal.
She knew where they were because they all smelled different, but all four men’s colognes were intoxicating.
It felt like Diego rubbed her feet.
There were so many sensations coming from all different angles. It was difficult to focus on any one stimulation at a time, but they all worked together to create a sexual feeling that was out of this world. The warm, protected feeling that came over her felt like an Eden where she was cared for.
Simultaneously the fever pitch they subjected her to felt like a playgirl fantasy come true. Having four men at once was sheer bliss, but to have three of them love her back as much as they wanted her body felt like heaven on earth.
A tattered cry skated from Mellie when Jake brought her to orgasm with his mouth. The other men’s hands on her body only added to the sinful pleasure. While the shockwaves of ecstasy still rippled through her Emmett removed both clamps from her nipples. She made a face as the blood rushed back into her formerly constricted breast tips.
Hunter soothed away the discomfort with his hand. Emmett roughly squished her other tit to get the blood flowing back into the area.
Jake licked his lips like he found her tasty and then wiped his mouth off on the back of his arm from what she could see through the blindfold that had moved slightly. “I’ll never get tired of that. You taste so good, baby. I love seeing you come.”
She smiled. “Well, I love coming for you.”
Hunter winked at her and readjusted the blindfold. “I see you peeking there. Let me just fix this.”
She went blind again. “Can I take the blindfold off now?”
“No,” Emmett said curtly. “Jake, move.”
Jake made a cat hiss at his brother. The way the mattress rose slightly from where he’d been and the subtle sound of joints cracking with movement told her he got up and moved.
Someone, probably Emmett, flipped her over onto her stomach. The linen sheets felt wonderful against her bare skin. She liked that they’d thrown back the covers so she could feel the exquisite linens against her naked body, but she didn’t want to make a mess on the sheets of whichever man’s bed this was.
“Shouldn’t you put a towel down?” she asked.
“No, Melanie,” Diego replied. “We want you to make a mess…all over Greyson’s sheets.”
“What?” she shrieked.
A hand pushed her back down when she tried to get up in panic. Emmett’s voice hovered over her. “That’s right, gorgeous. You’re lying naked in Greyson’s bed.”
“Is he in here?”
“No. He’s taking care of business in town,” Hunter informed her.
“Oh god, he’ll be so mad if he walks in here.”
Emmett pressed her down harder into the mattress when she tried again to rise. “You’re not going anywhere, Melanie. Not until you’ve come hard all over his sheets and we’ve fucked all the strength out of you in his bed.”
She gasped trying to sound scandalized by their intentions, but for as shocked as she was, the thought of fooling around in a forbidden bed made her wetter.
“It’s no use pretending you don’t want him,” Emmett taunted, sliding his hand under her to cup her weeping pussy. “I can see plainly that you do.”
“I don’t want him.”
She cringed, already knowing he would spank her for the lie. Two spanks surprised her.
“That’s for lying and the other one is for forgetting to call me something.”
“I’m sorry, Sir. I don’t like Greyson.”
“But you’re attracted to him.” It wasn’t a question.
“Maybe a little, Sir.” She went breathless when his finger swiped through her dampness.
“More than a little. I’m going to rub this little clit to orgasm and you’re going to imagine he’s here with you. Keep your face buried in his pillow.”
An unexpected spark of fear and desire shot through her when he pressed her head down into the pillow, practically smothering her. Greyson’s scent flooded her lungs. The clean fragrance of his shampooed and conditioned hair lingered on the pillowcase. She turned her face when Emmett let go of her head so she could breathe better.
Greyson’s cologne was faint but unmistakable as was his clean soap and good leather scent. He smelled manly and amazing. Too bad he was an overbearing asshole who didn’t want her to be with his brothers.
“Can you smell him, Melanie?” Emmett asked as he fingered her genitals.
“Yeah,” she said shyly.
“Pretend it’s him with you in this bed touching you. Mmm, you got wetter when I said that.”