Birthday Threesome

Published by: eXtasy Books

ISBN :978-1-77111-218-5

Page :49

Word Count :12602

Publication Date :2012-04-19

Series : #

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Available Formats : Birthday Threesome (pdf) , Birthday Threesome (prc) , Birthday Threesome (epub) , Birthday Threesome (mobi)

Category : Contemporary Romance , Erotica

Product Code: 978-1-77111-218-5

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He wants a sensual threesome for his birthday, she's not comfortable with her body…but with the help of a beautiful stranger, they discover greater passion and love than they've ever known.

When twenty-eight-year-old Tracy Walker's boyfriend of three years tells her his birthday wish is for a threesome with Tracy and another woman, Tracy wishes she was about fifteen pounds trimmer. All she can think about is how her slightly overweight body would look naked next to another woman's perfect form.

Eric Salazar loves his girlfriend and wishes she'd love her body as much as he does. When his birthday arrives, he gets up the nerve to ask her to join in a threesome with another woman. The idea has always turned him on, and he sees it as a chance to show Tracy once and for all that her body is the one he wants most of all, just the way it is.

Tracy and Eric meet up with Barbie, a good-looking blonde who helps them have fun in ways they'd never dreamed possible. Over and over again.

Eric grinned and Tracy cupped his face in both of her palms. "You're gonna have a good time, baby." She kissed him and turned to peek out the peep hole. A cute blonde stood outside. "Damn, she's hot."

Bumping Eric to the side with her hip before he could peek, she turned the knob and opened the door.

Her heart slammed hard. Could she do this? Barbie, if that was her real name, stood a little over five feet tall, about Tracy's height, and her wavy blonde hair hung past her shoulders. Tracy smiled when she glanced lower. Barbie wore the same denim skirt Tracy wore. Ha, like they were twins. Tracy's hips and boobs measured a few inches bigger than Barbie's. Guess we won't be trading clothes anytime soon.

Eric's hot breath—or maybe panting—hit Tracy's neck. Shit. The poor woman had to feel like a piece of meat. They both stared at the other woman. "Uh, sorry, come on in." Tracy glanced up and down the hotel corridor, glad to find it empty.

"Thanks, " Barbie said, smiling and brushing past them into the room.

Tracy caught a whiff of peach before shutting the door and leaning on it for support. The heated area between her legs begged for more attention, and her brain overrode the physical need in favor of checking out this girl. Eric and Tracy stood side by side, staring at Barbie and probably looking like obvious newbies to her.

Tracy didn't know what she'd expected exactly, but whatever it was, Barbie wasn't it. She wore very little makeup, maybe just a touch of mascara, and low-heeled sandals with a flowing pastel blouse. The denim skirt showed off her tanned, smooth legs. She could have been a tourist, or any other hotel guest, and wouldn't have stood out in a crowd.