On the Twentieth Day of Christmas Red Phoenix Gave to Me

A little fun with DP...

There are so many combinations you can do with two hunky men and a little lady. I wanted to explore some of those options in the third book. Dan, Jenny and Ryan are having fun exploring the possibilities, but someone wants to break the newsexy threesome up...

Excerpt from Blissfully Broken: 
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She groaned loudly when Dan licked the length of her sex and then started flicking his tongue against her erect clit. “You’re so tasty after you come,” he muttered between licks. His thumb slipped inside her pussy while his index finger caressed her puckered hole.

Jenny’s knees buckled and Ryan had to catch her. “I think we should move this to the bed,” he stated.

Both men stripped before they made their way to the large bed. Dan’s defined chest with blond curls begged to be caressed. She snuck a quick peek at his thick cock and wondered how it would feel this time. He noticed her stare and smiled as he brushed back his long bangs. The simple gesture melted Jenny’s heart—it always had.

Ryan lay on the bed first so she turned her attention on him. His chest was smooth and his shaft already rigid, eager for the festivities to begin. He stroked his long cock slowly with one hand, commanding lustfully, “Come and make love to me, beautiful.”

She gazed into his jade eyes as she crawled to him. He helped her straddle his hips and then groaned in pleasure as she eased his lengthy, thin shaft into her moist depths. Having just come, her body easily enveloped his entire length. She leaned over and kissed him, trying to express with her body the deep love she felt for the man.

Meanwhile, Dan thoroughly lubricated his thick member before getting onto the bed to join them. “Baby, I’m going to take this real slow. Normally you are the one in control, but it’s not possible with DP. You need to trust that I’ll be gentle.”

She looked back towards him and purred, “I trust you completely, Dan.”

He caressed her buttocks with reverence. “You’re so incredibly beautiful, Jenny. Your copper Cherokee skin is such a turn-on.” He pulled her long black hair back and stroked it lovingly with one hand while the other began playing with her ass. He ran his index finger around the rim, covering it in lubricant and then he barely pushed against it before retreating. He teased her little hole, making it crave deeper penetration.

She started grinding against Ryan’s cock, rocking on it so that the movement pushed Dan’s finger deeper into her ass. She felt the difference immediately. With a shaft inside her, his finger seemed so much bigger but his touch remained sensual and tender. Dan took his time and soon had her moaning in pleasure.

She felt him slip another finger inside her taut hole. She groaned as her muscles constricted around it, but her body began to relax and accepted his gentle stroking. He withdrew his fingers and moved into position. Jenny tensed when she felt him spread her apart and press the head of his cock against her anus.

“Relax, baby. We’ve got all the time in the world.” His magic hands started massaging her back as he pushed a little harder. Her body resisted, but he did not force it. He kept the constant pressure as he caressed her back and played with her hair. She felt her body slowly open to him and the head of his cock slipped in. She gasped at the feeling of incredible fullness it gave her.

Ryan grunted underneath her. “Oh shit…” He started to thrust, but Dan stopped him.

“Don’t move yet. Wait until I’m in all the way.” 

On the Nineteenth Day of Christmas Red Phoenix Gave to Me

A journey of one couple into a Ménage à Trois...

Fans enjoyed Dan in the first Blissful story and wanted to know what happened after the cabin door opened. I decided to take Jenny, Ryan, and Dan in a different direction. One I had experienced in my own past.

Excerpt from Blissfully in Love: 
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Jenny could feel his tension and was reminded again of their first date together. What could have him so spooked? Now her curiosity was royally piqued!

When they reached the room, he took her hand and squeezed it tightly. His palm was clammy. Jenny looked into his eyes, trying to figure him out. “Whatever it is, Rye, I’m sure I will like it. You don’t have to be so worried.”

Ryan’s cheeks flushed before he kissed her. “I’m suddenly afraid you might like it too much.”

The suspense was killing her. “There is only one way to find out,” she said with a wink. Ryan slipped the card in and opened the door for her. Jenny walked through the doorway and froze.

“Hi, Jenny.” Dan stood in front of her with a crooked little grin.

She couldn’t move even though her body longed to rush into Dan’s arms. Jenny looked at Ryan apprehensively. “What’s going on?”

Nervous laughter filled the room. “I… Well, we both love you. I have been talking to Dan all week. I think I’ve figured out a way for all of us to be happy.”

She stared at him in astonishment.

Dan spoke up. “We both want to please you tonight.”

She didn’t realize she’d stopped breathing until her lungs complained. Jenny gasped for air, afraid she might faint.

Ryan put his arm around her. “Are you okay, Jen? I thought you would be happy.”

Jenny looked at him and then back to Dan. This is too much!

“I think she’s in shock, Ryan. Give her a few minutes.” Dan walked over to the desk and picked up two glasses. “I mixed some drinks for us.” He came over and handed her one. When Jenny grabbed the stem of the glass, Dan brushed his hand over hers. Her whole body tingled from the simple contact.

Dan gave the other glass to Ryan and then retrieved the last one for himself. He took a sip and smiled. “A damn good martini, if I say so myself.”

Jenny took a taste. It didn’t live up to hers. “It’ll do.”

Dan snorted. “Perfectionist.”

“Amateur.”

Ryan took his own sip. “Jenny makes a better drink.”

“Et tu, Brute?” Dan complained.

Jenny relaxed hearing the familiar banter. They had been best friends for over three years. Being together again felt good. She took another long sip and then smiled at Ryan. “Thank you.”

“You’re okay with this then?”

She smiled shyly. “What girl wouldn’t want two gorgeous men?”

Ryan cupped her chin. “I was hoping to see that smile again. I told you I loved you more than you knew.”

“I never appreciated how much.” Jenny kissed him, giggling nervously.

Dan moved closer to her and put his hand on the small of her back. She could barely breathe when she felt the warmth of his touch. “That makes two of us who love you.” He leaned down and kissed her on the lips right in front of Ryan. Her knees gave under her. Luckily, Dan had his arm around her before she collapsed and she only spilled a little of her drink.

This isn’t real…

“So, I want to lay down some ground rules first,” Ryan announced. “Jenny’s pussy is all mine. No different than when you guys were alone together.” Jenny was surprised, but wasn’t about to complain. Dan nodded his head, as if the two had already discussed it. “Also, there’s no male-to-male touching.”

Dan frowned. “Like I would want to touch any part of you.”

“I just needed to make that perfectly clear.” Ryan added with a grin, “I’ve seen the way you look at me.”

Dan snorted. “In your dreams.”

Jenny’s heart rate increased as she observed the two men ribbing each other. She was about to have sex with both of them at the same time: the two men she loved most in the world. It felt so decadent, so wrong—but oh so exciting.

Ryan started unbuttoning his shirt and tossed it to the ground. When he went to unbuckle his belt, Dan protested. “What are you doing, man?”

Ryan looked at Dan questioningly. “What?”

“Where’s the romance in just throwing clothes off?”

Ryan crinkled his brow. “We’re having sex, not a fashion show.”

“May I?” Dan asked, glancing towards Jenny. When Ryan nodded his acquiescence, he walked over to her and lifted her chin. He kissed her passionately as he unbuttoned her blouse.

Jenny’s heart beat a mile a minute as he pulled the material away and let it fall to the floor. “Beautiful and amusing,” he murmured, kissing her left shoulder while he reached around and undid her smiley face bra. It was the next thing to go. Jenny burned with embarrassment. This was the second time he’d caught her wearing the comfortable but ancient bra.

Ryan returned to her side. “I’ll do the rest.”

Dan moved to her left to give Ryan room. While he unbuttoned her jeans, Dan cupped her breast and bent down to lick her nipple. Jenny felt a gush of wetness soak her panties. The attention of both men was almost too intense.

 

On the Eighteenth Day of Christmas Red Phoenix Gave to Me

Two people stranded together in the snow for days... 

After a snowstorm in February, I decided to play out what would happen with two friends who are forced to be alone together. One has a crush on the other and a variety of ways to show her how he truly feels...

Excerpt from Blissfully Snowbound: 
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“After last night’s kiss? No way.”

She blushed, thinking back on the experience. “It was a fluke. It’s the whole stolen kiss thing. That’s all it was.”

“Wanna prove it?”

She scoffed at him. “Yeah, right.”

“No, seriously. If we kiss and we don’t both feel something, I’ll stop hounding you. Cross my heart.” Dan made a cross motion over his heart and smiled charmingly.

“You’re pathetic, you know that?”

“I think you’re chicken because you know I’m right.”

“Don’t start with me. You know I hate being called a chicken.”

He nodded with a grin. “Yes, I do.”

Jenny rolled her eyes and walked over to Dan. Here in the daylight with no romantic fire things would be different. He tried to put his arms around her, but she stopped him. “You said nothing about hugging, mister. A kiss. That’s it.”

A smile played across his lips. “Fine.” Dan put his hands behind his back and waited.

She tried to calm the butterflies as she tiptoed up to kiss him. For a second she hesitated, afraid that he might be right—but no. She knew better and needed to prove it. Jenny gently pressed her mouth against his firm lips. He snuck a hand around and grasped the back of her neck. He slipped his tongue into her mouth and she felt fireworks go off. The desire she had felt all night instantly reignited. She unwillingly moaned and had to pull away. It was disconcerting.

Dan’s hair fell in his eyes and he brushed it back all cute-like. “Well?”

Jenny turned from him. “Didn’t feel a thing.”

He snuck up behind her and growled softly in her ear, “Yeah, I’m buying that.”

Her heart raced when she felt the warmth of his breath on her neck. “Please don’t.”

“Don’t what?” Dan asked, as he moved her hair aside and gently kissed the back of her neck.

She felt an electric jolt travel straight to her groin. “Don’t make me want you.”

Dan chuckled warmly. “But you already do.”

Jenny closed her eyes. Her body was desperate for more, but they couldn’t. It wasn’t in the cards for them. She pulled away and pretended to straighten the kitchen.

Dan let out a frustrated sigh. “Okay, you win. I’ll stop hounding you.”

She felt almost disappointed. “Good, why don’t we finish our poker game?”

“Fine,” Dan grumbled. Then he added condescendingly, “I don’t see the point. You are so behind now you don’t have a chance of catching up.”

“Oh yeah? We’ll see about that.” She dealt out the cards. In no time flat, she was out of pretzels. “How did you do that?”

“I’m on a winning streak and you’re not.”

Jenny pouted. She hated to lose and today it was especially humiliating. “I demand a rematch.”

“Nope. You need collateral in order to play. I do have a suggestion though. You could bet with clothing.”

“Strip poker? You can’t be serious.”

“I am completely serious,” Dan answered with a devilish glint in his eye. He started dealing out the cards. “You in?”

So much for him giving up on getting her in bed, but Jenny eagerly took up the challenge. “Okay, but only if I can pull out of the game at any time.”

“It’s a deal.”

Jenny was pleasantly surprised when she beat his hand. “Since I’m the winner, I get to pick the piece of clothing,” she announced.

“Okay by me.”

“Your sweater.”

Dan kept a straight face as he pulled it over his head. Jenny couldn’t help gazing at his naked chest. She had only seen him shirtless from a distance once when she watched him play basketball outside Kelly’s apartment. His defined chest with blond curls was quite distracting, and she had to look away.

“Your turn to deal.”

Jenny looked down at the cards. Seeing his skin unnerved her. Jenny shuffled the cards and dealt them out. It seemed her luck had changed for good when she won the next hand too. “Your belt.”

“Interesting choice,” Dan replied, as he undid the buckle and whipped it out of the belt loops. The sound of the buckle hitting the floor made her blush. She was glad he couldn’t tell what she was thinking.

Dan dealt the next hand. Jenny won with a pair of queens. She whistled enthusiastically. “I am on a roll now, baby! Socks next.”

“Both?”

“Yep.”

He dutifully took off his socks, exposing the manly fur on his feet. Dan wiggled his toes for her benefit. She quickly dealt out the next hand and then stopped. Was he losing on purpose? Jenny raised her eyebrow and stared at him.

“What?”

“My sudden winning streak seems a little suspicious.”

“I see. You doubt your own card skills.”

Jenny puckered her lips in concentration. She finished dealing and let out a happy squeal when she saw her hand, totally forgetting to keep a poker face. Jenny laid down two aces in triumph and then gasped when Dan showed her a three of a kind. He grinned mischievously. “Take off your top.”

She shook her head. “I can’t.”

“Do not shirk on a bet, Jenny. It’s bad manners.”

In a quick move so she wouldn’t second-guess herself, Jenny whipped off her sweater. She was grateful that her bra hid her assets. Jenny looked over at the fire, not wanting to see the expression on Dan’s face.

“Nice. Not quite what I was expecting, but nice.”

Jenny glanced down at her chest and burned with mortification. She had forgotten she was wearing her ancient smiley face bra. It was her most comfortable intimate apparel, but definitely not her sexiest. Ryan never cared what she wore.

“Enough gawking. Just deal the cards.”

Dan chuckled and dealt the next hand. Jenny’s heart raced. She had three Jacks and laid them down with a whoop. Dan smiled and showed her a flush. “Bra.”

Jenny sputtered. “Not the bra. Let me take off my socks.”

“Nope. The bra that keeps smiling back at me must go.”

Jenny’s hands trembled as she unclasped the back and slowly let her favorite bra fall from her shoulders. Dan’s expression changed from amusement to adoration in the blink of an eye.