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Description:

Risk Is A Four-Letter Word (contemporary, menage, erotic romance, mmf)

What if you met your soul-mates on the beach and didn’t realize it? How many chance encounters would it take before you risked everything and let yourself fall in love with not one, but two men?

For Carrie, losing her bikini top in the ocean leads to an erotic encounter with two gorgeous guys. For Eric and Zeke, the steamy kiss they share with her is an amusing interlude on a sunny, summer day, but when the three of them meet again at the art museum, attraction turns into passion. Zeke and Eric realize their feelings for each other are just as potent as their desire for Carrie.

Will they risk everything and choose love? Will Carrie be willing to take that leap with them when loving two men means goodbye to her safe, conventional existence?

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Series: Long Shots #3

Publisher: Carina Press

Genre: Romance > M M Romance

Release date: December 12th 2011

Formats Available: e-Book, kindle, nook

Number of pages: 91 pages

Purchase information: Author Website, Goodreads, kindle, nook

Book Blurb:

For months, coffee shop owner Ian Long has fantasized about a customer he knows only as “Blue Eyes.” Until he learns Blue Eyes is in the midst of a divorce—the last thing Ian wants is to be the rebound experiment of a straight guy. Giving in to lust, he invites the man into the cafe after hours and they indulge in a little exhibitionist play, but Ian is unwilling to get involved.

But when he’s forced to see Jeff again to return his briefcase, Ian finally agrees to go out on a date. Dinner quickly becomes an erotic encounter in a special room at the sex club Mavericks, and Ian realizes Jeff satisfies desires he didn’t even know he had. The more he gets to know Jeff as a person, the harder it is to resist falling for him.

Jeff makes it clear he’s interested in more than just sex. He wants to go public with their relationship in more ways than one. But can Ian open his heart, when he fears it will be broken?

My Thoughts:

I was cheering for Ian since the first book on this trilogy and loved the way the author handled the growing relationship between these two. I read the first two books on this series and by my reviews; everybody could see that I was really expecting something good for Ian’s book.

Interesting enough is that we only discovered the name of the guy on this book, and in the others we keep calling him Blue Eyes and Ian tried to bet any chance he got. So when in this third book I discovered that his name is Jeff, and the way he introduced himself, like starting over was really sweet.

Ian has a past. And despise what he thinks it does affect him, and it takes him a moment to realize what really his missing in live. So when he discovered that to have Jeff he needed to overcome some guilt, thinks started to find the right way.

Ian’s father didn’t accepted his sexual preferences when he was young and it still affect the way some of his relationships are handled.

Loved how Jeff handled the situation, despise having a crazy ex-wife and some experiences during college, this is really his first thing in a gay relationship and he has to dealt with the way people think and overcome some off Ian’s fears.

What I most love about this series is the fact that is about three brothers and sisters, and all of them are characters that appear on the books, and we can see how they help each other.

Rating:

Others on this series:

“Yeah I know that is what they said. But I don’t care about that. There is no way I am turning up tomorrow half-cocked as it were and being made to look an idiot because we can’t organise travel arrangements. You’ll have to get the last flight tonight, no you wouldn’t make it. Damn, better get the v early flight tomorrow morning. Let me know when you landed and i will do my best to stall them ok?”
She paused not wanting to listen but intrigued nonetheless. Craig was clearly on the phone still.
“Ok – look i have to go – i have something arranged for tonight. Huh?”
“I know, bumped into a um er someone I know in the queue for a cab. Yeah, havent seem them for years. … Ok sorry to be so pissed about this. Not your fault – i understand. Cool – see you tomorrow … yep bye”.
She counted to three, knocked on the door and waited.
“Yeah – it is open, who is it?” was the reply
She pushed the door open and said, “Just someone you knew from years ago, I think”.
The voice laughed. “Sorry about that. I wasn’t too sure how to explain I had a dinner date with a complete stranger – was trying to avoid less awkward questions tomorrow. Is that ok? Look come in come in. I did tell reception to tell you to come straight up and to come in. I get lost in here. Took me fifteen minutes to find one of the two loos!”
She couldn’t see him from the doorway so she carried on in through.
“where are you?”, she asked.
“Head straight, take the second door on the right. Shit … sorry!”
Sam went as directed and looked round the door – Sam was standing trying to do up a cuff, but the cufflink kept slipping through his fingers.
He sensed her presence, looked up and blew his cheeks out “Get you!” he said a bit too lustily for her immediate likening but she was prepared to be lusted for this evening and instantly forgave him. “You look fabulous … I mean you looked great earlier but wow, what a transformation!” The way he said it displayed how honestly struck he was by her that she didn’t doubt him.
She laughed did a small pirouette holding out her arms, “Why thank you Mr Flattery will get you everywhere.”
“better than Mr Grumpy then” he replied referring to their earlier sms.
“Definitely, but it was desereved … you don’t look so bad yourself … nice tie. Need a hand?”
He frowned, “Oh you mean this? Would you mind?”
He crossed over holding out his arm like a little boy with a bruise on it. “They just need mothering a bit some of them.” Her aunt once said.”So true.”, she thought. “No problem”. She pressed the offending article through the tight hole in the cuff of his shirt and neatened out his cuff “Perfect” she said smiling, standing quite close, probably too close.
She could smell his aftershave which was clean and sharp but also quite attractive. He was wearing a different suit to earlier – instead of a grey pin stripe, this one was plain navy, single fronted and side vents. His laced up shoes had been polished and his shirt was fresh, trendy but still stylish and his silk tie was well chosen. His hair was washed and he had taken care with his shaving. “The boy scrubs up well.” she mused as there was a pregnant pause.
She lfted an eyebrow,”Well, shall we?” and nodded to the open balcony door, “I only came up for the view!”
“Huh, … oh yes of course, why not?” he replied a bit flustered.
They walked through what was a large lounge room with several leather sofas and chairs, table lamps, tv system and drinks bar.
“This is all yours?” She asked.
“I know. How the other half live hmmm? I nearly died when the porter opened the door. The hotel is very busy and they messed up my reservation, so this was all they had. Brilliant isn’t it?”
“sure is.” she said as they walked out on to the balcony. Expensive looking pool furniture was set out with sun loungers, parasols and a wooden table with six chairs set round it.
“I did think we could eat here, but I thought that would be too forward, you know?”
“Oh, um yeah,” she said walking to the guard rail and looking round. She couldn’t believe her eyes. 20 floors up, and there was a swimming pool – well more of a plunge pool. “if i’d known I would have brought my cosie.”
“Who needs one of those?” he exclaimed, a cheeky grin emerging across his face. “I don’t have a pair either!”.
“You are so cheeky” she returned, her smile broad, colour rushing to her face.
“Isn’t it just out of this world?” he asked suddenly.
“It certainly is.” she said, lifting her head to catch the strains of the fading evening sun. “I love the view. I have a good view from my place but not like this. I hadn’t realised the hotel’s grounds led right down to the beach.”
“I wanted to show it to someone. You gotta share these special places with others. It is too good to hide. One of the drawbacks of the business trip, I am afraid. I hope you didn’t mind? he asked.
“Well to be honest I was not so sure downstairs, you know, stranger danger and all that. But I am so gald you did and I did too.”
“Great, shall we go this time?”
He followed her back inside, admiring the line of her legs and the shape of her figure under her dress. Her hips swayed as she walked which made her bum look very sexy. She stopped at the step over the doors, turned sideways and smiled, “So you gonna perv me all night or just when you think I don’t notice?”
This time he blushed. “Guilty as charged. Just a red-blooded man, that’s all my mitigation, m’lady.”
As they walked, she asked him “Look, do mind if i pop to your loo?”
“Of course. It is just round this corner.”
He showed her half-way and then retreated, hearing the door lock securely.
He closed the balcony doors and found the room card. He heard a flush, the door open and steps on the corridor.
“Come on. I need a good drink, do you?” she said.
The bar was busy but not crowded. They sat at a table outside in a piazza or square and watched the world go by chatting and sharing stories of their lives. He was lively and interesting to listen to. He wasn’t always making jokes but she roared with laughter nonetheless a few times, mostly at his expense as he explained about some of his previous relationships. What she liked about him was that when she talked, he didn’t as some people do just nod and look around him. When she talked, he looked at her. Held her face fixed in his vision. His hands resting on his lap, sometimes forward sometimes stitting back. When he smiled or laughed his whole face light up. He questioned her gently and she felt more and more comfortable being with him.
They ate simply. She had grilled chicken on a green salad and he a risotto. He let he choose the wine which he complimented her on after taking a generous mouthful.
Darkness descended slowly and the music in the bar became louder. A song came on that he noticed her feet was tapping to.
“Do you fancy it? A dance I mean?”
“Oh er, yeah I love this song – one of my favourites” she replied.
“Come on” and he took her hand.
The contact sent a shock through her, like a mild electric shock. He smiled as they pushed their way through the throng onto the dance floor. Sam started to dance to the beat, her body finding the right tempo. Craig saw she was a great dancer, not wild and crazy like some but subtle and classy. He was not so confident but he did his best to keep up with her. Once dance led to another and soon he had abandoned his tie and jacket to a spare chair near the dance floor.
they daned separately mostly but sometimes held on to each other when the dance suited it. She laughed at some of his antics and where he tried to cope her moves or some of the other girls on the dance floor. At one point he had three completely strange girls surrounding him as he whipped his hips into a lather to one song – she laughed but was suddenly jealous when one of the girls got a bit too close to him.
She pulled her arms round his neck and pulled him closer. Their eyes met and the danced oblivious to the rest of the crowd for several more songs.
The tempo of the music began to slow as the dj started his final set. Sam nestled heself on Craig’s shoulder and they talked quietly ear to ear, enjoying the closeness. Craig’s hand rested on her hips as she kept hers round his shoulders and neck. He loved her scent and sniffed the freshly washed hair. She nestled in a bit more, her breasts resting on his chest and he felt himself begin to stir inside.
Sam smiled with her head facing away from Craig’s while rsted on his shoulder. She knew he could feel her close to him, swaying and rocking along with him to the music. She could also feel him stirring – a lump beginning to press on her hip.
She turned her head, “Is this okay?” she said to him.
“Fine. really good, thank you. Are you ok? Drink or anything?”
“What you trying to do, seduce me?”
“I think you know exactly what you want. I couldn’t seduce you anymore than I can dance like Patrick Swazye”.
“We’ll see” she giggled and kissed his neck softly. Her lips barely touching him, but nevertheless small kisses.
They carried on dancing until the dj finsihed and the bar staff began to cajoule the few remaining couples to leave. Some couples were only technically not having sex – there was nothing they were not touching on each others bodies.
They stopped swaying and looked at each other. He lowered his head a fraction, his mouth parted. She responded – stretching up and pressing herself agaisnt him. Their mouths touched, soft lingering kiss on the lips. He pulled back and she sucked on his lower lip.
“Well – I liked that”, he said said softly, “could you do that again?”
“like this?” she said, pulling his head lower and kissing him again.
She kissed him a bit firmer than before. He pulled her cose, his mouth opening and his tongue softly flicking and running over her lips. SAm opened her mouth to his touch, he tongue darting soft and yet erotically into his mouth – teasing and entwining with his.

Moments passed as they kissed like this. There was a cough behind Craig. Sam opened her eyes and saw the owner standing a bit abashed, holding Craig’s jacket and tie. “So sorry”, he said, “but my family we need now to lock up. So sorry”.

Craig mentioned about a bill. “Si, we have it here.” There was a moment while money was counted and Craig explained there was no need for change.

“Thank you so much sir. Enjoy your evening. You both looked so happy tonight”.

They both looked a bit shy and the bar owner laughed and showed them out.

Sam shivered slightly and rubbed her bare arms with her arms. Craig stood behind her and held her. She could feel him firm against her bum. She lent back and whispered, “Whooo, it’s a bit chilly. Lets go big boy.” He lent her his jacket and they walked siliently arm in arm along the pavement. “are we …?” he asked.

“Definitely” she replied. They found a cab and once the driver understood the hotel. they settled back. His hand on her bare thigh, their mouths locked in a kiss. She rested a hand on his crotch and rubbed it gently. He broke off the kiss “Mind what you are doing babe” “Never you mind this, you keep your hand where i can see it, ok?” and she placed her other hand on his before it disappeared under the hem of her skirt that was already too high for her to be entirely comfortable. “How come you get all the fun?”, he asked as they sucked and teasted each others lower lips. “Hmmm, I don’t know, you seem to be doing not to bad yourself” she murmured, her hand squeezing a little bit firmer on his growing bulge in the front of his trousers.
The taxi ride was short – too short for Craig who loved this unexpected attention. Once they were in the lift, they kissed more passionately. She lifted a leg round his, her dress riding higher. His hands pulled down under its hem, caressing her bum cheeks. Suddenly he stopped. She carried on nussling him, her hands on his hips and groin. “You got a problem mister” she whispered.
“You seem to be missing an item of clothing madam. What if you were involved in an accident or something?”
“hmmm if you don’t like it, you could always put me down.”
“Have you been bare all evening?” his hands beginning to wander further afield and be more adventurous.
“Not exactly all evening. I took advantage at a critical moment”
“But we haven’t been out of each others company since we left the hotel.” he purred.
“I guess that depends on when you determine when I thought the critical moment had arrived.”
“My loo? You went commando right from the off?”
“Hmmm. Now how long does this lift take?”
His hands found her honey spot, moist and damp. She moned as he slipped in a finger and explored her. She stood silently – this was way too much too early and she didn’t know how to stop or if she wanted to.
As if on cue, the doors swept open and they walked quickly to his door. She reached for cock as he tried to get the door open and giggled when he dropped the card on the floor out of surprise.
“Shhhh. You are outrageous.”
Eventually they were inside. The lights were lit in various parts of the suite.
The door closed behind them and they kissed again, their hands searching hungrily for each other. Sam could feel herself becoming more aroused with her clothes on than she had been even naked in a long long time.
“Drink or swim?” he asked when they had to take air.
“Both?” she said suggestively – looking up at him while she lent against the door to take off her shoes.
“Okay – my kind of party! He poured a single glass with brandy, threw his jacket onto the nearest chair, and took a small mouthful of brandy. He then walked up, took her to him and kissed her. The taste of the brandy on his lips was very erotic and when he squirted some into her mouth she was a bit surprised and squealed at him. her eyes wide with excitement.

He broke off, kicked off his shoes and his socks and went to undo his trouser belt.

“I don’t think so”, she exclaimed, “that is my privilege.”

She stood in front of him, her legs wide apart, and began to undo his shirt. Kissing his chest, his soft hair chest tickling her cheeks as she found each nipple. He sighed when she did that and so she sucked on each ofthem again. He held her head and pulled her close.

Slowly, seductively she went lower with each undone button. When she reached his waistband, she stopped and tugged at his belt and fastner. Opening up his suit trousers and letting her hand find what she was looking for. It was not enormous, but it was thick and showed to have plenty of life. He groaned as she traced the outline through his boxer shorts. Carefully she slipped a hand under the top of his shorts and caressed the soft pubic hairs around his cock. Reached further and caressed his balls dangling under his cock.

“Now. Big Boy” she whispered, “Let’s see what is going on.” She tugged the trousers over his hips, followed by his shorts and left him standing in just his shirttails. His cock peaking out from the front.

She knelt in front of him and licked him from the base of the shaft to the tip and round and over the thick head. Craig’s cock began to throb. Taking one hand on his shaft to secure it for her mouth, she also placed her other hand under his sack, caressing them carefully. Her mouth covered the tip of his cock. Her tongue pressing against underneath along the vein a trick she was told could send any man into oblivion. She sensed his breathing quicken and gave him a couple of quick head dips, taking him half way in her mouth. He gasped.

She broke off and stood up. Her hands round his neck, his cock pressing against her stomach. “Now, did you like that?”, she asked.

“Very much so.” he replied, “but one good turn deserves another.”
“Oh yes,” she answered.

She felt his hands searching for the zip under her arm and tug it down. She pulled her arms out of the dress and let him pull the dress down over her hips and to the floor. She was stepped out of the dress, just wearing her bra. Her nipples poking through the lacey material, her small breasts cupped in a mini-balconette bra. Her cleavage such as it was thrust up to his downwards gaze.

“You like?” she asked again.

“Huhuh. very much.” and he bent his head, lifting each cup closer together and ran his tongue siftly over her cleavage. She tembled slightly. His hands moved to undo the clasp at the back. She stopped him with her hands, leaned back and said,”Front access only my man.”. His shaking hands came round from her back and un did the fastener. He gently lifted her arms through the straps and pulled the bra to his mouth and he breathed in deeply. He placed the bra on the chair, looked her in the eyes, and brought his hands up to cup each small but pert tit. She trembled again and pulled his head towards her. he kissed from her neck, down over her chest and over each tit. he paused to work on each nipple and suck gently on each breast. Sam felt her legs wobble and the juices run in her pussy.

Craig knelt on the flloor, pushing her against the wall. His face was inches from the tops of her thighs. She could feel his breath on her legs and over her finely trimmed pussy. A tongue trailed along the join of her hip down towards her waiting and aching pussy. She held his head steady and pulled him closer. She parted her legs and bent her knees to give him access. The tongue flickered across the now swollen lips and the sensation when it ran across her clit electrified her.

She never imagined a man could be so sensitive and attentative. She murmured her pleasure and encouragement at him and he responded by delving deeper inside her. Seraching and teasing, flicking and sucking. Her hand strayed from his head to her clit and rubbed it. “This is awseome” she thought.

“Good” , he said. His mouth now working on her dripping pussy – taking folds over into him. “Did I say that out loud … oh yes oh yes don’t stop that!” she exclaimed.

Careful not to tip her over the edge Craig sucked her for a little longer. His hands were now wrapped around her bum. Squeezing and massaging, sensuously caressing. A finger or two began to slip inside her, she felt herself give herself to to him. They slide far and deep inside her, exploring and searching inside her. And then they began to pump her. Her hips began to rock and gyrate against him. He slowed and eventually withdrew. Still in his shirt tails he stood to face her.

Her breathing began to recover and they kissed again.

“Swim?”
“I think so. Is is safe?”
“Well the water is warm, I checked, but it is shark invested.”

She laughed – “I mean safe from prying eyes.”

“Think so. I couldn’t see past my room when i swam ealier.”

“Cool.”

They collected their discarded belongings, took a swig from the galss of brandy and walked through the suite. They stood in the room they had met in. The room maid had been while they were out. The curtains were drawn. She stood in front of him and undid the last of his shirt buttons and the cuff links. He tugged the shirt off and put it with the other clothes. His cock she noticed was now semi-erect but looked great.

They held hands as Craig opened the balcony door open and stepped out into the open air. They sat close to each other on the edge of the pool. Through the drakness they could see boats down in the marina and out at sea. The lights in the pool cast an eyrie glow but Sam didn’t feel she needed to cover herself. She slipped into the pool, under the water and pushed off across towards the other side still underneath the water.

Craig watched. He liked what he saw. Her slim figure cut through the water effortlessly. Her tan was amazing with only the smallest pink patches round the centre of her bum cheeks. “Lucky boy”, he murmured to himself. He startled when she splashed him. “You perving again?” He laughed, stood up and lept into the pool, Sam squeeling as she realised she was about to be drowned in his tidal wave.

Craig surfaced and grabbed her as she swept her hair back over her head. This time she didn’t squeel. She let him pull her close. She wrapped her legs round him. His cock, erect suddenly again, pressed against her pussy. She wriggled to make herself comfortable and he slipped in to her. Sam rested against the wall and savoured the moment. They kissed slowly and passionately. His hips slowly finding a rythm against hers as he swelled within her ans she clenched against his strong thrust. Her arms were wrapped around him and his hands rested on her hips, giving him the foundation from which to build his assualt on her pussy.

“You know I like this very much.” she said.

“Good – are you good to go here like this i mean?”

“I couldn’t think of anywhere else. If you did this at the communal pool at my place, the kids would drown you before your cock got anywhere near me. If I go in, I go in fear of my life. And if we went now – I assure you we would get a standing ovation and shouts of encouragement along the way – pervy lot in my block!”

With that, she reached forward pulled his head onto her tits and rocked her hips against him. She felt him shift the weight and his pounding begin to deepen as his mouth hungrily swept round a tit and chew gently on her nipple.

She began to moan again, this time more loudly. Craig vented a few grunts. His cock was sliding into her quickly, purposely and using a rythm that she knew she could not sustain for long. She prepared herself and told him she was close and if he didn’t act quick the moment pass for him. His pace quickened. His tongue swirled over her nipple. She pushed more of her breast into his greedy mouth and suddenly it was if there was a blinding white light. Her eyes closed and her mouth widened in preparation – “OMG now or never big boy!” she shouted. He grunted, “dont worry” and that moment cum flew from his cock like a cork from a champagne bottle. He shouted “Ssssaaaaaaammmmmmmm.” Her pussy was in overtime with the rush to her body. Craig slowly came to a halt, his body jerking in spasm of orgasm, as indeed so was Sam’s.

“Nice one.” she said when she found the energy to say something.

They held each other close and kissed each other.

“You know I have an early start. But will you stay and brighten my morning?”

“Of course. I’d love too.”

“I’ll go and get a towel.”

Craig slipped his wilting cock out of her, kissed Sam again and swam the few strokes to the other end. He lifted himslef out and jogged in towards the room. Sam watched him. “Okay,” she wondered,”where do we go from here.”