This week’s flirt comes from my upcoming novella, A Sinful Tune. White hot menage romance! Check it out!
‘A Sinful Tune’ by Wendi Zwaduk
MFM, Ménage, Anal Sex, Double Penetration
Contemporary
From Totally Bound
Two hot rockers and one girl…what could go wrong?
Robbie thought when he formed his band he’d get the girls, the gigs and the money. He’s got the gigs, but the money is a little slower in coming. He’s also got more than a few secrets. He wants the band to succeed, but even more, he wants to find the one woman who can accept him—warts and all, but also with his best friend Dillon involved.
Dillon loves Robbie like a brother. Robbie’s his other half in the music world. He handles the words while Robbie writes the music for the band. But all the music in the world isn’t enough if they don’t have their perfect third—Jess. She hits all the right notes for him and Robbie. The only issue? She may not accept their love in return.
Jess has followed the band for years and worked her way up to selling their merchandise. She knows their music almost as well as they do, but doubts they’d want to be with her. She’s so unlike the other women they’ve had—she’s short, curvy and a purple-haired goth. When Robbie and Dillon hang out with her after one of the gigs, she has a choice to make. Either head home and wonder or let go of her fears and give the two men of her dreams the chance to make her fantasies come to life.
Available from Totally Bound: https://www.totallybound.com/book/threes-a-charm
Now for that Flirt!!
©Copyright Wendi Zwaduk 2017
“I’m not afraid of you,” Jess said. “But I know when I’m not wanted. I’m not pretty like Elaine or Carol and I’m not skinny, either. You need a girl who can act the part, not just be loyal.”
“Who says?” Dillon stood beside her. “You’re beautiful, unique, and one hell of a lot more real than those two ever were.”
“Right.” She rolled her eyes and shrugged away from Dillon.
Robbie snagged her in his arms. He pinned her between his body and Dillon’s, then cupped her face in his hands. “Tell me you don’t feel this. Show me the connection between us—the three of us—isn’t real. Convince me.”
She parted her lips and her eyes widened. “I can’t.” She tensed. “I feel it, but I’m scared. I’m not—”
He kissed her before she could finish her sentence. He knew what she was about to say. She wasn’t nearly as plain or boring as she wanted to believe. The passion was real and she’d deprived herself because she’d thought she wasn’t good enough? Bullshit.
Jess balled her hands on his chest, but didn’t push him away. He swallowed her whimpers. God, he loved the way she tasted. He nibbled on her bottom lip, then slid his tongue along hers. He’d never realized how good she felt in his arms.
“I want in on this,” Dillon said. “Don’t count me out.”
Robbie broke the kiss and rested his forehead on Jessica’s. “Honey, we’re not the best men for you. God knows, I’m a mess and Dillon’s not perfect, but we want you.”
“Yes.” Dillon nipped her neck and elicited a groan from her. He wound his arms around her waist.
She leaned back against Dillon’s chest. “I don’t understand. Why now? Why me?”
“Why not?” Dillon murmured. He resumed kissing her neck.
“Because we’ve wanted this for a long time, but kept it quiet. The exes were right to worry. We’ve had our eyes on you.” Robbie knew as soon as he’d said the last bit that his words were harsher than he’d meant.
“To say you had me?” Her cheeks flushed, but she didn’t pull away from Robbie or Dillon.
She wasn’t just another woman. “You make me sound horrible. Honey, you understand us,” Robbie said. He kissed her hard on the lips. “Because I’ve dreamed about you.”
