PICTURE PERFECT by Kate Watterson

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Victoria Lambeth has an orderly life, that is until a friend asks a special favor. Posing as a model for a book on sexuality is risky enough, but when instead of taking pictures with her boyfriend, his younger brother Wade steps in, and it all gets really interesting. In a good way. Or a wickedly bad way.

She's bright, she's beautiful, and despite his best efforts, Wade Preston can't stop fantasizing about his brother's girlfriend. He wants her, but he knows Ross is in love with her, and there are some boundaries that can't be crossed. Well, unless he's invited to cross them. Then the game changes and suddenly and those fantasies are about to come true.

Two men and a woman who is willing to break a few rules prove that unconventional love might still be picture perfect.

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Very arousing. What was up with that? Maybe it was the wicked exhilaration of how she already crossed a line she never dreamed she’d ever cross. The two naked men on either side of her were irrefutable evidence of her erotic journey into unchartered territory.

In one swift movement she rose to her knees, using her hands on his shoulders to urge Ross to his back. She’d never been big on giving blow jobs, and he hadn’t pressured her, either, but since this might garner an award as the most reckless evening of her life, why not?

His cock rose, hard and long, against his taut stomach, and he reclined against the pillows of the bed, his eyes heavy-lidded as he watched her take a fingertip and wipe a bead of semen from the shiny tip of his erection. Out of the corner of her eye she could see Wade watched them, his tall body relaxed and his arousal still impressive, even half-softened by his recent release.

She licked her finger in a long slow slide of tongue on flesh, tasting the salty essence of his sperm.

One of them gave a low groan. She wasn’t sure which.

Victoria leaned over and took the head of Ross’s cock in her mouth, circling her tongue on the smooth crest. His breath went out in a low hiss, and his fingers sank into her hair as she began to suck, her fingers curling around the base, gently squeezing.

This time the groan definitely came from Ross. “Oh…babe…”

She continued, her hair brushing his stomach as she slid her mouth up and down the hard length of flesh, her fingers working as her tongue teased and swirled, testing the slit at the crest, exploring the contours and shape of his cock until the sound of his respiration grew ragged and uneven.

“I think you’d better stop.” Long fingers tugged at her hair. “I’m going to come. Jesus, Tori.”

In response—to her own surprise—she stroked his balls and kept going until he made an inarticulate sound and the hot rush of his orgasmic release filled her mouth.

Count that as outrageous, never-done-it-before act two of the evening.

* * * *

Wade touched her…everywhere. He felt like a child with a new toy—like he’d been given a coveted gift and was filled with wonder.

He was filled with wonder, actually, and some measure of disbelief he’d gotten so damned lucky. He’d always been a breast man, and Victoria’s centerfold tits were the perfect combination of firm and soft, of full yet not heavy, with luscious rose-colored nipples. He lightly skimmed the tip of one, gratified when it tightened to a hard point.

“I could play with these all night.”

On her side next to him, her supple body relaxed, Victoria looked half asleep. “Hmm…it’s nice on this end, too.”

“I can do even better.”

That opened her eyes. “Is that so?”

“Yep.” Her sexuality fascinated him, no doubt about it. He’d never made love to a woman who enjoyed it with such unabashed enthusiasm.

Ross had fallen asleep, nude and tranquil, and who could blame him after the blow job of the century. Wade knew full well the male of the human species was a creature stimulated by visual images, but he hadn’t expected to enjoy watching the woman of his dreams suck someone else off, but it was undeniable he had. He was hard again, his dick throbbing and so rigid he ached, and unless the tantalizing woman lying next to him objected, he’d very much like to make passionate love to her again.

“Sounds promising,” she said in a light teasing voice, her midnight blue eyes holding his gaze. “I have this thing, you know, for hunky cowboys.”

He rolled in one lithe move on top of her slender body and did his best impression of a Western drawl. “If you’d oblige me by spreading your legs, ma’am, I’d like to take you on a little ride.”

Her pussy was warm, soft, and exquisitely tight, and as he sank in all the way to his balls, Wade told himself paradise did, in fact, exist.

He whispered, “This feels so fucking good.”

“I agree.” Her hands rubbed his shoulders, and her eyes drifted shut.