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[Ménage and More: Erotic Ménage a Trois Romance,
M/M/F, with M/M and F/F, bondage, HEA]

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I have always loved writing. I started out with poetry and then graduated novels. Not a day goes by that I do not do some form of writing. I have written six fictional novels, and when time allows, I try to read at least two books per month, thanks to the convenience of the E Reader which makes it easy to shop the bookstores from the comfort of one’s home.

In addition to my love of books, is my love of travel. Although my career was in travel, I am still bitten by the travel bug, and travel whenever I can. I have lived in The Caribbean, Italy, India and Germany, and now make Canada my home.

If I were to leave Canada for another destination, it would be to live in New Zealand, because I find the culture and landscape breathtaking. My two other passions are gardening and cooking, and I consider myself a gourmet cook.

I am new to the romance genre and it has been quite a challenge, but as you can see from my list of titles, it has become one of my favourite pastimes.

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Cody and Chelsea Stretton are looking to add a third person to their relationship, and Cody’s handsome, wealthy new boss, Eden Stone fits the bill.

However, the couple is ill prepared for Eden’s addition into their lives and bed, and will test the strength of their relationship, ultimately enhancing it, as the trio deals with various problems that continue to arise.

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excerpt

ADULT EXCERPT (c) Silke Ming

“Perhaps I should be going,” she said, getting up. “It’s getting late and I promised Cody that I’d call him when I got in.”

“Thank you for your wonderful company,” he said, “but before you go, there’s something I want from you.”

“What?” she asked, wondering what was on his mind.

“Give me your underwear,” he said, holding out his hand.

She gasped and they stared at each other.

“You said you trusted me,” he said, standing inches in front of her.

“But I trust you,” she whispered, not knowing what else to say.

“If you trust me, then give them to me.”

She lifted her skirt, lowered her underwear over her hips, down to her ankles, and handed them to him.

“That’s the first step in our relationship. I want you to trust me, Chelsea. I hope you wouldn’t challenge me when I ask you to do anything,” he said, drawing even closer to her.

He was so near she could smell his cologne. Spice! She loved the fragrance.

“Thank you for a beautiful dinner,” she said, walking toward the door.

He guided her by the elbow, suddenly stopped and pushed her up against the door.

“I want you, Chelsea. More than you’ll ever know,” he said, lifting her hair and sucking on the soft spot behind her ear.

His tongue circled the shell of her ear and she could feel his hardness pressing against her mound, causing her juices to ooze freely between her thighs. She writhed hungrily against him.

“You want me, too, don’t you?”

“Yes,” she whispered, gazing into his face.

“Lift your blouse and show me one of your breasts,” he said, his voice husky and his eyes pinned on her chest.

She slowly raised her blouse, still holding his gaze. When he saw the swell of her breasts, his cock turned somersaults fighting to get out of his pants.

“Delicious! They have exceeded my every expectation,” he said, pulling on the bra cup with one finger and watching her nipple appear over the top, followed by the rest of her creamy breast.

She stared at him as his eyes took in every inch of her puckered peak. He looked from her breast back to her eyes, and he salivated as he stared down at that one mouth-watering mound of flesh.

“Is there anything you’d like me to do to you?” he asked, his voice a mere whisper.

“Anything you want, but I prefer to be licked,” she cried out, her head thrown back against the door.

It was as if a shot of passion had been injected directly into his veins, and his cock stirred.

“With your panties in my pocket, I know your cunt must be wet and dripping.”

“Yes,” she whispered, still holding his gaze.

“We’ll take this to the next level when Cody returns,” he said, running his tongue slowly across her lips. “At that time, I will grant you your wish and lick you all over.”

She stared at him, her lips parted and his tongue invaded her mouth exploring every corner. He sucked on her warm tongue leaving her breathless with desire, and then stepping away from her, he lifted the bra cup with two long fingers and covered her breast. But she wanted more and disappointment registered across her face.

 “Next time we’ll discover each other, with Cody, of course,” he said softly.

He opened the door and she stepped out, one hot and bothered mess.

“I can sense your arousal,” he whispered, opening the limo door and allowing her to slide in. “There’s one more thing.  Don’t make any plans for next weekend, because we’re going to my cabin by the lake. All of us.”

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They were only about five minutes away from Eden’s home when the telephone in the limo rang. Robin picked it up and spoke to the caller, then asked Chelsea to pick up the receiver. Eden was on the other end.

“Chelsea,” he said his voice raspy and low. “I’m going to test you. I want to know that I’ve gained your trust.”

“What do you want me to do?”

“You said you like to be licked, so I want you to allow Robin to lick you. When the limo’s parked, Robin will join you in the back. You’re not to touch Robin, but Robin can touch you.”

“I don’t understand.”

“You promised you wouldn’t ask why. I’ll put it this way. If Cody, you and I are entering into a relationship, there has to be a certain amount of trust between us, wouldn’t you say?”

“Yes.”

“When I want you and I call, I want you to drop everything and come to me.”

“But Robin is not a part of the relationship.”

“I’m testing you, Chelsea,” he said as the limo came to a complete stop in a poorly-lit street. Robin opened the back door and climbed in. “I’ll be listening, Chelsea. Don’t disappoint me.”

His words rang in her ears. You aren’t to touch Robin, but Robin can touch you wherever he wants. She wondered why he kept using the chauffeur’s name, but she was too aroused to worry about it. Robin! Robin! Robin!

Robin removed his chauffeur’s cap and laid it on the seat behind them, allowing a sea of blonde hair to cascade around his face. Robin’s hands crept slowly up her thighs until they reached her warm center.

He pushed her skirt up around her waist, a sea of blonde hair falling over Chelsea’s thighs, and allowed his fingers to roam. He rubbed his fingers slowly around her clit and she purred like a kitten.

Already wet from the effects of Eden’s kiss and the promise of a hot and sizzling weekend with the two men, excitement caused her pussy to throb, and even though she had made a half-hearted protest, the feel of Robin’s fingers on her warm, wet clit had her squirming and bucking toward him.

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