Freaky Toy: Eve's First 3 Firemen

By Q. Zayne

Blake, her hot older fire chief and boss, has a big surprise for Eve tonight. In the hose room, she's going to get the ride of her life. This wicked 4-on-one erotica story is for adult readers over 18 only!
Excerpt:
Blake looked me up and down.
“Wear something you don’t mind getting destroyed. Josh gets—violent—with clothes.” His smile seemed secretive.
“Could you be more maddening?”
He stroked his strong, stubbled chin. “Yes,” he drawled. “Shall I make an effort?”
I play-slapped his muscular arm in sheer frustration. He was determined to keep me in suspense. If I kept prodding him, he’d tease me worse, and I was already about to burst from curiosity, damn him.
“All will be revealed tonight,” he intoned like a stage magician. “Don’t pout. You’re going to enjoy this a lot.”
“I’m not pouting.” I pulled in my lower lip. “I’m looking forward to it,” I said, with a load of attitude.
I wasn’t mad at him. Really. I kind of loved it that he invited me to his land to be with me, not for sex, only time together. It helped my sense of balance with the intensity of our hidden life.
He chuckled. Yanking me and grabbing my hair hard, he kissed me dizzy.
The man did not play fair.
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• Language: English
• Publisher: Q. Zayne
• Release date: Dec 29, 2019
• ISBN: 9780463014295

Q. Zayne

Q. Zayne often appears on top 100 author lists. Q. minored in Classical Archaeology and has an MFA in Creative Writing from SFSU. After teaching at the university, working as an editor, and freelancing, the author embarked on a wild digital publishing adventure. Thanks to fabulous readers, super promoters, and unflagging supporters, Q. writes fiction for a living from the Yucatan, Central America, and the California coast.Check out the Quin Zayne books for dirty, high-heat romance, and Q. Zayne for Erotica and naughty fairy tales.

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Freaky Toy

Eve’s First 3 Firemen

Kinky Menage Erotica

by Q. Zayne

Copyright

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Copyright ©2018 Hughes Empire. Copyright renewed 2019. All Rights Reserved.

No part of this publication may be copied, stored in a retrieval system or transmitted in any form or by any means without the express written permission of the author except for brief excerpts in a review. Cover photo ©Deposit Photos and the photographer, all rights reserved. The use of this photo doesn’t suggest endorsement by the photographers nor the models, nor does it imply anything about the models.

Electronic book publication: January 2019. New edition December 2019.

This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual businesses, entities, or persons living or dead is purely coincidental. All people and incidents are products of the author’s imagination. All characters are consenting adults over nineteen. This story is for mature readers 18+.

Nothing in this book resembles any fire department anywhere, nor do the characters represent in any way actual firefighters or police officers. No offense is intended to the many fine individuals who serve their communities. The author has taken significant liberties with reality. Anyone unclear on the difference between fantasy and reality should not read this book.

Dedication

This collection is dedicated with a huge thank you to Donna and GT. They improved all the episodes with attentive reading and corrections. Due to an experiment with dictation software, weeding out mistakes was a major task.

Having such excellent readers has been an amazing help while traveling. Any remaining errors are entirely my own.

Freaky Toy

Eve’s First 3 Firemen

by Q. Zayne

Only Peeking

How was I supposed to work while surrounded by so many muscular, sexy men? From my new desk at our historic firehouse, I had a view of the chief in his office on one side. He sat there stroking his mustache with his shoulders bulging in his uniform. Thanks to his desk, I was spared the distraction of his trouser bulge. My desk faced the front door to greet any visitors. On my other side, the firefighters clustered when they got off of the truck. Torture.

Eve, come in here a minute before you leave, Blake called from his office.

Sure thing, Chief.

Firemen took off their big coats at the long rack not far from my desk. A call from down the coast had been a false alarm. Their fresh, masculine musk wafted at me. I was doing my best not to drool as their muscles bunched in their tight T-shirts.

Maintain, Eve, maintain. This was my dream job. Composure in the face—and asses—of all this hot eye candy remained a challenge. I blushed. Did the other guys know about me, about my fantasies? Yikes.

No, probably not. The chief was such a sadist, he probably enjoyed keeping secrets from them the same way he