A ménage…what some women fantasize about.  Two men whose sole purpose is to pleasure her.  Imagine… Two sets of lips, two sets of hands, two sets of…. Well, you get the point.  But let me give you a few more visual examples from some of my books.

Let’s start with Cass, Doug and Damon from Bare Seduction, part of the Bare Love series.

She wanted to give in to them and they all knew it.

“Call it a seduction if you want,” Damon told her, “just don’t say no.”

Cass let out her breath with a moan when Damon cupped her breasts and used his thumbs to rub back and forth across her nipples. She was too hungry, too needy, too weak and there was no way that she could walk away from the ultimate fantasy of these two men. “Yes,” she moaned, “God, yes, I want you, I want this night.”

The next thing Cass knew her dress was being lifted over her head and tossed to the floor; her bra was unsnapped and eased from her body at the same time that her panties were being pushed down her thighs and over her heels. Then she was before them gloriously naked and they were eating her with their eyes. She was lifted and placed gently on her back across the bed. Doug and Damon stood for only a moment stripping quickly out of their own clothes-so quickly that she didn’t know where to look and ended up not seeing nearly enough. Too quickly they joined her, Doug moving up to her face and kissing her intensely, thrusting his tongue into her mouth and claiming her with such passion that she felt lost, sucked under, left gasping for breath. Damon was kissing and licking his way across her flat abdomen working toward the wet folds of her gleaming pussy.

Doug worked his way back down her neck and across her collar bone before moving to the aching tips of her swollen breasts. Damon was nipping and sucking at the tender flesh of her inner thighs stroking his tongue closer and closer to where she wanted it. Then as if they had planned it they moved exactly where she needed them. Doug took her nipple in his mouth sucking it hard with firm pulls while Damon used his fingers to spread the lips of her pussy and thrust his tongue inside, feeding on her sweet flesh. It was a perfect seduction of all of her senses and she was an eager participant. Cass screamed and bucked against them in mindless pleasure. They were everywhere, hands, lips, tongues, teeth. There wasn’t a part of her that was left alone.

(From Bare Seduction by Lacey Thorn)

Wet your appetite?  Want another quick look inside a ménage?  Let’s take a look at the world of Maggie.

Resolve filled her, giving her the courage to walk up to the door the two men had entered more than an hour before. An hour she had spent sitting in the car watching. It was now or never. Maggie took a deep breath and raised her hand to knock, but she didn’t need to. The door opened and the taller, leaner of the two men stood before her in nothing but a pair of jeans which rode low on his hips. His chest was covered with a smattering of dark hair that encircled each nipple and trailed down over his abdomen disappearing into his waistband. He was sexy enough to have her mouth and more intimate places filling with fluid. But when he parted his lips and spoke in a husky British accent she could actually feel herself melting like butter.

“We were wondering how long it would take you to head this way love.” His voice slipped down her spine leaving a fiery warmth coursing through her. She was more than ready for her plan, more than ready to do anything he asked of her.

“You knew I was here?” It was a whisper, all she could manage with her heart galloping in her chest.

“We’ve been watching you since you arrived.” It was the other who spoke this time and he had the sweet southern tones of a Texas man. You could hear the “aw, shucks” in his voice and she knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that these two must work well together. What one couldn’t get the other would definitely be able to. He was still dressed in the suit from earlier and looked just as heavenly now. Though he was a few inches shorter than the other man he was more muscular and filled the suit out like it was custom made for him. If he moved in the same circles as her father then it probably was.

Thinking about her father was enough of a jolt to snap her out of the lust induced haze and remember that she was there for a reason. A reason that would take care of her itch just fine. Maggie casually moved around the man in front of her entering the motel room as if they had invited her in. She focused on the more dressed of the two and said the first thing that popped into her mind, a habit that she really needed to work on.

“So you like to watch, do you?”

Husky laughter filled the room as both men found her comment amusing. Her own smile trembled on her lips when she heard the door snap shut behind her and the click of the lock being turned.

“Watching is fine,” Mr. Brit said as he moved up close behind her. “But participating is even better.” His hands cupped over her shoulders and as he moved closer into her, there was no mistaking the heavy length of his erection where it touched along her spine.

“Both of you?” It was a question, an invitation, a wish, uttered from her lips as she did all she could to keep from rubbing wantonly back against him.

“Both of us,” South Texas said. He stepped in front of her and when all she did was blink at him he reached out and began to slowly unbutton the top buttons on her shirt. “You want both of us don’t you? Isn’t that why you came?”

“Yes,” she murmured as he changed the angle of his head  to place kisses along each inch of exposed flesh. “Oh, God, yes.”

(Excerpt from Maggie’s Ménage, part of the Brit Party Anthology with Total E Bound)

I hope you enjoyed that little glimpse into the worlds of two women who do share the fantasy of a ménage.  For more on these two stories or any of my other ménages please visit www.lacythorn.com and click on the cover to read more.  Remember, adventure and romance might be as close as the book you’ve yet to open.

Lacey Thorn

It’s your world…unlaced

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