But that’s life; one day you’re writing a book, the next you’re in an impromptu wicked threesome. Stuff like this happens every day, right? Right?
Raising my hands, I take them to their cocks and curl my fingers around their shafts. Showing them my wickedest grin, I start stroking them as hard as I can, milking them for all they have.
I’m going so fast that I feel my wrists burning up, but that only makes me go even faster. Before I know it, I’m gritting my teeth and sweating even more from the effort. I keep my eyes on them, enjoying the expression of pure bliss that’s making their lips curl into a smile of pure ecstasy.
My strokes are fast and flowing, and that’s due to the way my own fluids coat their length; it doesn’t take long for them to surrender to me. Their cocks start pulsing hard against my fingers, and I don’t even have the time to close my eyes: two ropes of thick and gooey cum jump out from the tips of their cocks and hit me right on the face.
I keep on stroking them as they cum, unleashing a veritable river of cum upon my naked body. Their semen splatters all over my chest, heavy beads going over the rising curve of my breasts and then down and around my aching lips. In less than a minute, half of my body is covered in their seed, and I can barely blink without having my eyelids stuck together.
“Fuck!” Logan half-groans-half-laughs, and that’s when I finally feel the dying spasms of their cocks against my fingers. Slowly, I peel them off their cocks and throw myself back, collapsing on the floor and allowing a wild laugh to erupt from my lips.
This feels like a dream—the wet kind.
I take deep and ragged breaths, and I hear them do the same. Then, they lower themselves and lay by my side, their hands going straight for my tits. They squeeze them eagerly and, flattening the palm of their hands over my nipples, they start smearing my body with cum, rubbing it all over my skin and turning it into a slippery mess.
“This was amazing,” I find myself saying, and my own voice feels like it’s coming from the other side of the universe. I’m so dazed that I can’t even think straight.
“It was,” Logan agrees softly, propping himself up on one elbow and then leaning toward me. He brushes his lips against the cum on my mouth, and then Logan does the same. Parting my lips, I allow my tongue to slip out of my mouth and, before I know it, I’m kissing the two of them at the same time.
Lips and tongues and cum—right now, there’s a party going on in our mouths, and it’s the kind of party I thought only happened in books.
But you know what? Ever since I started writing The Virgin Market, I’ve slowly started to realize that, sometimes, real life is better than fiction.
Especially when it involves men like Anders and Logan.
Ah, this is better than winning the lottery.
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Naughty Angel Newsletter
These covers will make you drippy!!
So today, Aidan came up to me and showed me the new covers that we have for next month's releases and OMG! So hot! I mean, if these covers don’t make you drippy, then I don’t know what will lol.
Speaking of Aidan and I, watch for us to show up at signings over the next month in Los Angeles, Sacramento, San Francisco, Charlotte, Austin, New Orleans, and Topeka! That’s so many places! We’re literally going to be living in hotel rooms for the remainder of the month when we aren’t in the Naughty Angel Publishing offices! All that room service! All those massages! On demand porn…oooh I love hotel rooms.
You know the turndown service that they do? Then how they put the chocolates on your pillow? It’s like my favorite time of day! And then Aidan turns on some PayPerView porn and starts kissing my neck and my knees start to go weak. And then his hands cup my tits and he starts pinching my nipples and he pushes down my panties (my skirt is already off by the moment we get into the room; what can I say, I like walking around the room in my thong showing him my ass and making him all growly lol!).
And then we have sex with the windows open overlooking the city. That’s like a big huge thrill because there are tall buildings all around us, ya know? So like there’s always the chance that someone is gonna see. Like what if there was some office worker in a building across the street that had some sort of really bad day and like a series of bad meetings and he has to work late because he got in trouble and he’s like OMG FML and then he turns over and he sees me bent over as Aidan fucks me. I’ve been working out lately so I’m as lithe and slender as I was before the baby, and so he sees Aidan’s massive cock go into me as he slaps my juicy ass and grabs my tits.
I bet that sad lil’ office worker would all of a sudden be having the best day of his life. He’d prolly whip out his cock and cum a whole bunch (because in this fantasy the guy hasn’t had sex in a while). And then he’d go home and he’d still be horny from what he saw and he’d totally jump on his wife and she’d be like ooooh because the two of them haven’t had sex in a while!
So ya, we end up helping people no matter where we go LOL.
It’s a very rosy picture because Naughty Angel Publishing is a very rosy and happy company. We’re very pink and teal and happy and fun. But Lana Hartley – one of our newest Angels – keeps telling us we should be going dark. Like I dunno, so today’s question of the day is: Should NAP be publishing dark romances? Do y'all like dark romances?
Let me know by responding back, or in Dirty Lil’ Angels Facebook group, and you could end up winning a free copy of 12 Inches!
Till then, stay sexy everyone!
Hugs and kisses and lots of love!
Abby
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