I'm getting a tad excited because Release Day is only five days away now!
So without further ado, here is another lil tease from Her Best Friend's Husband. This is a scene between Dawson and Naomi... enjoy, I hope.
“Tell me, can you cook?” he asked. He’d surprised her with that question, he could tell. Her brows drew together in a frown.
“I get by, why?”
“Just wondering, my sweet. I’ve got some business travel coming up soon, and as Josh seems incapable of even heating up stuff without burning it, it would be good to know he doesn’t have to live on takeout. I seriously have no idea how that man managed to feed himself before I came along.”
Naomi laughed and shrugged.
“Well, he did burn down the kitchen in his last flat trying to surprise me with a birthday meal, so…”
She finally looked up at him, and Dawson smiled.
“Yeah, he told me about that, and how you two couldn’t decide which one of the firefighters was cuter.”
Naomi giggled, and he immediately felt closer to her.
“You married a disaster in the kitchen, Si—I mean Dawson.”
Dammit, that inadvertent slip of the tongue made his dick jerk. He ran a hand through his hair and took a deep breath in to calm his rioting emotions.
“Sir will do just fine, but only if you mean it.” Dawson inwardly rolled his eyes at the hoarse quality of his voice. So much for his not being sure about his feelings. After all the tales Josh had told him about Naomi, he was half in love with her already. How could he not be?
“And if I did mean it?” Naomi’s voice wobbled, as though she, too, had trouble keeping her emotional responses in check around him. “You did give me that little speech in the car, and I’m here, aren’t I?”
Dawson wanted to fist pump the air, but that wouldn’t start them off on the right foot, so he nodded instead.
“Yes, you are, but if you mean it, shouldn’t you be greeting your Sir properly?”
Naomi gasped, bit her lip and then slid to her knees in front of him. Hands clasped behind her back, she presented beautifully, and his dick gave up any notions of behaving itself. Dawson pulled a much-needed breath into his lungs and circled her slowly.
“Very nice, my sweet girl. Very nice indeed, but we’re not in a scene, nor will we be until Josh wakes up.”
“Oh.” That single word held so much disappointment, his dick jumped anew. As he was standing right in front of her at the time, she noticed, of course. Seeing her lick her lips, before she looked up at him with a small smile just about did him in.
“That’s a shame, Sir.” She dropped her gaze to his hard shaft, and he could almost feel the weight of her stare. “You don’t look all that comfortable, and I could help you with that.”
When he couldn’t issue more than a grunt in response, the little minx leaned closer and nuzzled along the hard length of him.
She visibly startled at the harsh intonation he put on her name, and she froze, head buried in his groin. His hands fisted in her hair to push her away, but instead, he pulled her closer. Hot puffs of air heated his skin just above the waistband as she lifted her head, and her harsh breaths feathered over him.
They stayed locked together in a silent battle of wills, neither one seemingly able to move until the grandfather clock in his living room striking the hour with a deep gong broke the spell.
He let go of her bouncy curls, and she got back to her feet. She didn’t look at him as she did so, and the dejected slump to her shoulders made him reach out for her.
"It's not that I don't want to, pet." He nudged her chin up to make her look at him, and the shimmer of tears in her eyes was a like a punch to the gut.
“Then why?” she whispered.
“I promised Josh we’d take you together.”
“Oh.” Her eyes widened, and her breathing sped up.
“Yes, oh, and I never go back on my promises, little one. Trust me there’s nothing I’d like more than to have that gorgeous mouth of yours wrapped around my cock, while I watch you swallow my cum. You’d do that for me, wouldn’t you?”
Naomi's tongue darted out to lick her lips, and he groaned at the sight. Her lips curved into a seductive smile, and she stepped closer, until her scent wrapped around him and her heavy breasts brushed his bare chest.
“Yes, Sir, if that’s what you’d want me to do.”
Your best friend’s wedding is not the time to realize how much you love him.
Wedding organizer Naomi Young is not only head-over-heels in love with her best friend, she lusts after his husband.
Which is all kinds of wrong—isn’t it?
Maybe not. Especially when she discovers the attraction is not as one sided as she thought.
Dom Dawson Monroe has never had a problem going after what he wants. Both he and his new husband Josh Garrison enjoy a woman’s soft touch, so who better to satisfy that need than the one woman Josh is madly in love with? Time to claim them both as his submissives.
Convention be damned. Happiness is to be found in the soft curves of Naomi’s body, as long as they can convince her that this is forever.
Only time will tell if the loving twosome can become an even more loving threesome.
Releases November 27th
Til next time, and do stay naughty, folks.