About Rose's Renaissance, A BBA Menage
by Berengaria Brown
50 pages / 12500 words
ISBN: 978-1-61040-147-0
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Rose is at the swimming pool, unhappily completing physical therapy
after breaking her leg, when she meets up with Oliver, a very attractive man
she saw at rehab. However, Oliver is in a gay partnership with Kieran, who's
another hottie. Oliver and Kieran take a liking to Rose, keeping her company
in the pool and inviting her to dinner. The evening leads them back to
Oliver and Kieran’s house and ends very satisfactorily for all of them.
But Rose’s leg is not healing properly, and extra measures—measures she
sincerely dislikes—have to be taken. As Oliver heals and moves on from
rehab, what will happen to her romance with the two men?
Sample
Rose's insides were a tightly coiled ball of need. Every word, every look,
every touch of these two guys was sending her tensions spiraling higher and
higher. They even made eating a sex act. One would glance at her, maybe
raise an eyebrow or lick a lip, and Rose's heart would miss a beat. Her
underwear was sopping wet, she was so ready for either or both of them.
Oliver was chattier, had lighter moods, was more likely to laugh. Kieran was
more serious, a little dominating, but his smile was deadly, and the way he
raised one eyebrow and just looked at her was devastating.
It was all she could do not to fling herself across the table into their
arms and beg them to take her here and now in the restaurant. If they simply
said goodbye and left her in the parking lot, she would die of unrelieved
sexual tension for sure.
But just then both Oliver and Kieran reached out over the table and gripped
one of her hands.
"Come home with us tonight?"
"We don't want the evening to end just yet."
"And I'm sure we can find some things to do that will not put stress on your
leg or Oliver's," added Kieran with a naughty grin.
"Thank God! I-I-I mean, yes, of course," stammered Rose, once again blushing
fiery red when she saw the grins on both their faces. Nervously, she pushed
her glasses up her nose again.
They walked back to the swimming pool parking lot with Rose tucked up hard
between the guys. Oliver had his arm over her shoulders and Kieran's hand
was around her waist. They stopped at her car, and Kieran pulled her into
his arms for a fierce kiss. His tongue plunged into her mouth as his hips
ground against hers, his cock a hard ridge against her belly, leaving her in
no doubt at all about his plans for that evening.
Oliver tapped Kieran on the shoulder.
"My turn now," he said, and slipped his hands over Rose's butt to pull her
against him. Another hot, hard cock pressed into her as he kissed her
forehead, her eyelids, her nose, oh so gently.
"Tonight will be very, very good for you, I promise," he whispered in her
ear as he pulled away.
Rose collapsed into her car, her knees too wobbly to hold her up for another
moment. She took a deep breath, then slid her key into the ignition. Tonight
looked like being something truly special. And she wanted it. She wanted
them.