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Best I Ever Had by Wendi Zwaduk  

Turquoise Morning Press

A Dirty Bits Short Novella

Category:  Fiction, Erotica/Erotic Romance (multiple partners, ménage, anal sex, mm, lbgt)
ISBN: 9781622371273

Ebook Price: $0.99

Turquoise Morning Press: http://www.turquoisemorningpress.com/2013/03/best-i-ever-had-new-dirty-bits-story.html

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00BS3YIQU/

BN: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/best-i-ever-had-wendi-zwaduk/1114843998?ean=2940044372542

The objective—keep her safe. No one said anything about falling in love.

All she wanted was a pint of ice cream, not to be a witness to a double murder. Good thing Emma’s got not one, but two, sexy men willing to keep her safe. As long as she can keep her hands to herself.
Sam’s mission? To find the man responsible for the murder. He’s not going to rest until the streets are safe, even if it means having his best friend guard his best girl. It’s the best option, right?

Quint never dreamed he’d be attracted to his best friend’s lover…and his best friend. He’s got to keep his hands to himself all while figuring out what he wants from life, even if love equals Emma and Sam in Quint’s bed.

Is love in the cards or are they going to go up in flames before they get started?

Now for a wild excerpt!!

“I want to make you happy, Em.” Sam’s breath skittered along her upper chest and raised goose bumps on her flesh. “I want to make you burn. No toy is going to do that.”

The rasp of his voice broke through her defenses. He continued to ignore her questions, but she didn’t care. Emma gazed into his darkened baby-blues. What she found made her racing heart beat even faster. Repentance. Desire. Need. She licked her lips. The man personified sex on a stick. “How do you suppose you’ll improve my mood, Sam?”

Sam smoothed his calloused hand along her collarbone to the base of her throat. She trembled. The muscles tightened and her skin sizzled.

“I said it before and I meant it. I want to lick every inch of you and hear you scream my name, Em.” He stopped a whisper from her lips. “Only my name.”

“What about Quint?”

Instead of answer, Sam swooped in for a kiss. Emma gasped into his mouth. Her knees wobbled as he swiped his tongue over hers. Forget the loose top or her fears. She wrapped her arms around him and ground her pussy against the bulge in his jeans. Sam hiked her up against his chest and carried her into the bedroom. She broke the kiss and held on with each stride.

Emma collapsed on the bed. Her legs fell open. She never could resist his caress. “Take

me, Sam.”

“My girl still wants me. Halle-fucking-lujah.” Sam groaned. His voice dropped two octaves to a rough bass that made her womb quiver. “Jesus, I missed you.”

“Missed you, too.” Emma nodded. “Show me.” Her heart thrummed in her ears and her breath caught in her throat. She wanted him for the rest of her life. She dropped her hand from her breasts and guided him to her soaked cut off shorts. She should’ve felt exposed. Instead, she felt complete. “Right here, right now, Sam.”

Sam ripped the t-shirt up over his head, giving Emma teasing glances of the chiseled muscles of his chest. Her gaze followed the thin trail of crisp mahogany hair that disappeared below his belt to where the true pleasure lay trapped. Emma moved her knees, her hands sliding down her torso until she hooked her fingers into her waistband.

“That’s right, baby.” Sam tossed the discarded garments onto the floor. “I want to see all of you.”

Emma shrugged out of his shirt. The brisk air in the bedroom kissed her dewy skin. She fumbled with the zipper on her shorts. Sam grasped the frayed edge of her shorts and pulled. The scream of ripping denim ricocheted through the room. “No bottoms?” Sam crawled along her body and planted his knees on either side of her hips. He cupped her chin and nibbled her ear. “You shaved.”

Emma threaded one arm around his neck and spoke against his lips. “I like being bare.”

“I like you bare.” He took both her hands in one of his and arranged her on the bed. “You’re so wet.” His gaze seared her. “For me.”

“Sam?” Her heart pounded. “Make love to me, Sam. With Quint watching.”

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