Mine at Last

By Jo Lavollee

I’ll take your kink so you can be free.

Chloe finds out more about the story behind Sean’s wound and Adam’s career choice. Reality is harsh, but trust and fantasies can have a powerful healing effect. During a sweet, and sometimes epic, weekend, the three lovers come together at last.

This is the ninth episode in the Silk & Gravel serial, a character-driven menage erotic romance.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Jo Lavollee
• Release date: Nov 19, 2020
• ISBN: 9781005553890

Jo Lavollee

Hi! I’m Jo. I write character-driven steamy romance. My stories tend to come in serials because I love complications. I find nothing’s spicier than characters taking a life of their own.So prepare for adventurous scenarios, very sophisticated friendships, dangerous games, power plays, leading ladies, sexy tricksters, and handsome princes in distress. I like dark alpha males as well as vulnerable cuties. And my female characters tend to come with a rebel streak or a temper. Sue me.You can read stories out of order if you’re just here for a one-night stand. Or you can climb in for the entire ride, thrills, emotions and all. That’s up to you.Firsts in series will generally be free. When a story arc is done, bundles will ensue, and they will read like novels, with a Happily Ever After, or at least a Happy For Now. Stay tuned!

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Mine at Last

Silk & Gravel 9

By Jo Lavollee

Copyright 2020 Jo Lavollee

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This story is part of an erotic romance series, so it is loaded with adult content, sexy scenes, crude words, and even the occasional swear word. Be advised that it may come with weird side effects such as panties melting, hot daydreaming or, I don’t know, the occasional stiffy. If all of this is upsetting to you, you don’t have to read it.

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Mine at Last

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Mine at Last

The coffee shop smelled like heaven. It always did. Their coffee was delicious, and their pastries to die for. Patricia, the owner, must have just taken a batch of apple and quince crumble out of the oven, and the smell of sweet and sour caramelized fruit floated in the air, mixed with the coffee aromas into a heady, enticing invitation.

Patty was laughing and joking with a group of customers who had freshly arrived from the cold. As they’d opened the door, I’d heard the wind literally howling along the empty winter street. But inside, it was toasty warm. I’d left my heavy down jacket on the back of my chair.

And I was with Adam, my roommate, who always looked so mouth-wateringly good. It was something in the way he moved. He had that aura of jock confidence that came from being, at twenty-two, one of the world’s fittest persons, but the preternatural grace he added to it was his alone. I’d come to understand that it was made of sweet patience and genuine kindness.

Given the circumstances, I should have felt both cozy and ravenous. Instead of that, I was sick to my stomach with worry for Sean, my other roommate. He was working this afternoon. I’d been studying at home when Adam had come back from basketball practice, and I’d asked him to join me for coffee after a quick shower, because I needed to talk to him. But now, despite having eaten nothing all day, I found I couldn’t even swallow a cookie bite or a mouthful of coffee.

So, Chloe, fess up now. What’s wrong? Adam asked after setting his cup of tea on the table.

He seemed in an excellent mood. He’d wolfed down an enormous sandwich and was now eyeing my cookie with great interest. I pushed the plate towards him.

I saw Sean’s back the other night, while you were sleeping, I told him bluntly, seeing no point in hiding why I felt so bad.

Oh. Adam’s mouth was a thin line now. That.

Yeah, that.

Way to dampen the mood, I know. Here I was with Adam, my gorgeous lover whom I couldn’t get enough of, and I was talking about Sean. But see, the three of us were an item now. As in, we slept together, did horrible and mostly delicious things to each other in the dark in that big apartment we shared.

It had started more or less like a wager, and had slowly morphed into something way more serious. Sure, there were walls left to take down and fears to conquer still. Adam had never been with a man before, and while he’d kissed Sean several times now, and they’d