Wild: Stormy Weather Book Two

By Fiona Masters

My name is Cera and I work at a mansion in Florida, where we provide all sorts of adult entertainment at parties. But reality encroaches on our fantasy playground sometimes, and this time, it involved a category 5 hurricane. So me and my coworkers retreated to Bella's fortified mansion for safety.

My boyfriend has always had a strange competition thing with my lover, Nicholas. So when we were forced to spend more time together, they had to figure it out.

And I got to watch. It gets Wild.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Fiona Masters
• Release date: Sep 22, 2020
• ISBN: 9781005260118

Fiona Masters

Fiona Masters is a librarian by day and a smut writer by night.

Book preview

Wild

The Stormy Weather Series, Book Two

By

Fiona Masters

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter One

The supper was fabulous and afterwards, we all went back to our room. Who needs a drink? Maya asked. Everyone raised a hand. We all good with margaritas?

There was a collective yes, and she set to working on a pitcher. The fragrance of freshly squeezed lime permeated the kitchen, seeped over the breakfast bar and into the living room. Logan joined her in the kitchen. Need a hand?

Sure, Hon, she smiled. They did shots of tequila, while they tried to make the pitcher.

Hit me, I said, with my hand out for the bottle.

Say please, Logan threw me a devious grin and held the bottle away.

I gasped, Please, Master may I have the tequila bottle? I need something to suck on.

His eyes smiled, he licked his lips, and said, Tip your head back, Pet.

I did, and he poured an untold amount of tequila into my mouth. When I straightened up, Maya kissed me wet. She put her arms around me and pressed her tits against my body. I brought my hands to the back of her neck and stroked her tongue with mine. She groaned as I fondled from her neck to the top of her cleavage. Our foreheads ended up touching, as we pulled our lips away from each other. We locked eyes and panted, then I whispered, So, you and Joe, not monogamous?

I heard from the other side of the breakfast bar, Not at all. Joe stood there, enamored of our kiss. We looked that direction, and he was next to Nicolas and Tyson. All three were breathing strangely. Logan had the same expression.

Maya smirked, You boys should see what happens when you’re not around.

I asked, Wanna show them?

She took my hand, and we made for her room. Logan, finish making the margaritas, she shouted behind us. We heard the blender a moment later. We walked to the end of her bed, which was mercifully free of a footboard. Joe, Tyson, and Nicolas were near us. Boys, if you get to be in here while we do what we do, you’re going to have to take two steps back. I need space to work, Maya chided. They all stepped back, and Logan brought in the pitcher, along with a small stack of red plastic cups. Save me one, guys.

I kissed Maya’s neck, as she said, Music, and some EDM piped in. I kissed her lips and found the zipper to her dress.

Turn around, I said. She did, and I pulled it down. The back of her bra was hot pink, as was the top edge of her G string. I slid the dress off her shoulders, and it cascaded around her matching blue heels. As it fell, I got on my knees. Her ass was in my face, and I bit the left side. She yelped a little. I slapped the other side, and she groaned. I