Taking Turns
The Turning Series, #1
by JA
Huss
Publication
date: January 18th 2017
Genres:
Dark Erotic Suspense
Peek into the forbidden . . .
Chella plays the game of Taking Turns with three
men as she comes to terms with her sexuality.
BLURB
I’ve never been afraid of the
dark…but that doesn’t mean I wanted to live in it. And maybe everyone wants
what they can’t have, but I should’ve thought it over before I accepted the key
and unlocked the door to their forbidden world.
Number One is mostly silent. He
watches me with them very carefully. His gaze never wanders. His interest never
wanes.
Number Two is mostly gentle. But
it’s the other side of him I like best. The wild side.
Number Three is mostly reserved.
He refuses to cross the line. Even when I beg.
It was carnal, it was sensual,
and it was erotic. That’s it. That’s all it was supposed to be. A trip into the
dark. A peek into the forbidden.
I just didn’t expect to like
them.
EXCERPT:
“You want it hard tonight?” I ask.
“You want me to fuck you hard?” I grab her hair and pull, making her upper body
lift up off the mattress. My other hand is digging into the flesh just below
her hip.
I scoot back and reach under her
thighs, drawing them up so she’s on her knees, and press her face into the
pillow as I pound her from behind.
“Yeah,” I say, half speaking, half
moaning. “You like it like this, don’t you? You let Bric fuck you like this all
the time, don’t you?”
I reach around and smack her tit,
which makes her yelp. A high-pitched yelp I’m not familiar with. For a second I
think I’ve hurt her, and I slow down. But she backs up into me, covering my
dick again. Burying it deep inside her. Everything is already so wet. She feels
so goddamned good tonight.
“You fucking whore,” I say, letting
go of her hair so she falls face-first back into the pillow. “You let Bric fuck
you like this, Rochelle? You like the way he slaps you around? Hmm?”
Hell, I like the way Bric slaps her
around. And as soon as that thought enters my head I laugh.
“Maybe we’ll do it rough next
weekend. You want that? You want us to fuck you hard? Stick our dicks inside
you at the same time?”
Another unfamiliar moan.
“I’ll take that as a yes,” I say,
still kinda laughing. But then I let it go and just… fuck her. I grab onto her
ass and do it hard. Pounding her with so much force, her head is inching closer
and closer to the headboard of the bed.
I don’t stop when it finally makes
it there. I just keep thrusting until the pounding is compounded by the
headboard crashing into the wall.
She’s moaning. Close. So fucking
close to coming. I reach underneath her body and strum her clit to the rhythm
we’re making. She goes wild. Wild like I’ve never seen her before. Writhing,
and moaning, and gasping for air.
I draw back, grab her hips, and flip
her over, one hand pushing her head aside so her cheek is pressing into the
pillow, the other one still playing with her pussy. I watch my dick as it slips
in and out, just barely able to make it out in the dim, filtered light from
outside.
I grab her hair, so fucking ready to
come, and yank her head so she has to look at me. Her eyes are closed, but I
don’t care. I press my hand over her mouth and close my eyes too. And then I
spill inside her. Throwing my head back to let out a groan of relief.
Her legs are trembling from the
exertion. Little spasms as she gasps for breath. I laugh a little as I roll off
to the side and wrap my arms around her. “What’s wrong, baby? Too much for you
tonight?”
No answer.
I bury my head into her neck and
smell her hair.
“Did you get a new shampoo?” I ask.
“You smell so different.”
No answer.
“You want a date with Bric on
Sunday? Hmm? We can skip Smith if you want.” I kiss her neck and then pull back
and open my eyes. Trying to get an idea if she’s up for this kind of fun. It’s
been a while so I—
I blink my eyes. Three times, fast.
“Rochelle—”
“I’m sorry,” she says. “I’m sorry—”
But I’m up and out of the bed,
fisting her hair and pulling her with me. She drops to the floor, whimpering.
“I’m sorry,” she says again.
“Who the fuck are you?” I ask.
“Where the fuck is Rochelle?”
“I’m sorry,” she says. “I’m sorry,
I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”
COMING UP NEXT – TURNING BACK!
Author Info
I love to write stories with
characters that feel real enough to friend on Facebook, or slap across the
face. I write to make you feel, think, and burn with the thrill that can only
come from getting lost in the pages. I love to write unforgettable characters
who wrestle with life's largest problems. My books may always end with a
Happily Ever After, but there will always be drama on the way there.aJA Huss is
the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of more than twenty
romances. She likes stories about family, loyalty, and extraordinary characters
who struggle with basic human emotions while dealing with bigger than life
problems. JA loves writing heroes who make you swoon, heroines who makes you jealous,
and the perfect Happily Ever After ending.
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