Crawl into Bed With Berengaria Brown

Crawling Into Bed With Berengaria Brown 
And a Good Book

Important things first, are these sheets silk or cotton?
Silk. Moss-Green silk

What are you wearing?

What are we snacking on in bed while we read tonight?
If I open this nightstand drawer, what will I find?
Don't open that drawer!!

Do you roll up in the blankets like a burrito, or kick the covers off during the night?
Kick them off

Can I put my cold feet on your calves to warm them up?
Only if we're going to do something more than just play footsies.

What are we reading?
"Turning Up the Heat".


“You’re smart. Chock full of good ideas,” said Sylvester, tugging on
her arm and pulling her over to his chair.
He grabbed her hips and settled her on his lap facing him, then slid a
hand down inside her shorts to hold her ass. He pressed his cock up
into her soft core, so she could feel the jewelry on his Prince Albert
piercing through their thin clothing.
Teasing him in return, she wiggled her damp cunt over his cock,
expecting he would feel her heat and wetness. A gasp of breath from
him indicated he did indeed.
Then Noah was standing beside them both, his cock in his hand. “Suck
me while you fuck her,” he ordered.
“Out here? What if someone sees us?” asked Tilly.
“Who could see anything? We’re in deep shade here and no one’s house
overlooks this part of the yard anyway,” replied Noah, shuffling up
close to them both so his cock was level with Sylvester’s mouth.
“Let’s get your clothes off,” said Sylvester, tugging at her shorts.
Tilly didn’t have a lot of clothes left anymore and didn’t want them
ripped. She climbed off his lap and stripped, then watched as he
pulled a condom out of his wallet and rolled it over his cock.
She never tired of looking at their cocks. Sylvester’s brown and
broad, Noah’s lighter in color and so very long. Both of them
“Climb aboard, baby,” urged Sylvester.
Tilly straddled him and lowered herself over his cock. Sylvester kept
his hand on it as she sank over him, absorbing his length inside her.
She loved the way he stretched and filled her.
As their bodies joined, he stroked his fingers over her clit. She
shivered in delight and felt dampness seep from her pussy, wetting his
hand. He lifted his fingers to his lips, his gaze fixed on hers as he
licked each finger.
“Delicious,” he said.
Then he gripped her hips firmly and used his thigh muscles to ram up
hard inside her. With that one stroke he filled and stretched her
completely, touching every inch of her delicate walls and setting
every nerve ending on fire.
Noah held his cock at Sylvester’s lips and Sylvester sucked him
inside. Tilly’s eyes nearly crossed as she watched inch after inch
disappearing down Sylvester’s throat. When she saw him swallow Noah,
her groan was even louder than Noah’s.
“Whoa, that’s hot,” she whispered, licking her lips and shaking her
head to clear the fog of lust from her brain.
“Damn straight. But watching him fuck you is pretty hot too,” replied
Noah in a breathy tone.
Sylvester let Noah slide out of his mouth and sucked the head of his
lover’s cock like a lollipop as he drove up and into Tilly over and
over again. Then he pressed hard on Tilly’s clit as he tilted his head
back and sucked Noah deep again. Once more she and Noah groaned
together, and Tilly swiveled her hips around, loving the feeling of
Sylvester’s jewelry dancing on her inner walls.

Blurb “Turning Up the Heat”.
Tilly lost her job thanks to the Global Financial Crisis. Running out
of money, she agrees to move in with Noah and Sylvester as a kind of
housekeeper, for free board and lodging. Also free sex. It’s a mighty
hot summer, but what happens in their air-conditioned bedroom is way
hotter than the temperatures outside. Together the three explore the
boundaries of ménage sex.
But Tilly still has no job, no money, and worries what will happen to
her once the men get tired of playing house.

Buy link: http://www.evernightpublishing.com/products/Turning-Up-The-Heat-by-Berengaria-Brown.html

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