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Three A Love Story


Published by: eXtasy Books

Author : Adriana Kraft

ISBN :978-1-4874-2125-0

Page :89

Word Count :25649

Publication Date :2018-09-07

Series : #

Heat Level :

Available Formats : Three A Love Story (epub) , Three A Love Story (mobi) , Three A Love Story (prc) , Three A Love Story (pdf)

Category : Contemporary Romance , LGBTQIA+ Romance , Erotica

  • Product Code: 978-1-4874-2125-0


Three lives—but how many loves?

Committed lovers for three years, Jamie and Susan are good together. Jamie knows she wants Susan in her life forever. But what if that’s not enough?

Both bi, the two have continued dating men occasionally, and now Jamie’s falling in love with Mason. Can she love two persons? Will her love for either one wrench the other one out of her life?

Jamie’s convinced a long-term three-way relationship is the answer, but none of the players are prepared for what’s coming. Two-way relationships are hard enough—is a three-way even possible? And if so, what must each of them give up to create it?

Jamie Ellsworth pried her eyelids open. How long had she dozed off? Her left arm remained pinned to the bed under her lover. She grinned broadly at Susan Kingman, her roommate, who lay with one leg draped over Jamie’s and a hand still cupping a breast. Susan stirred in Jamie’s arms. Jamie kissed her playmate’s forehead.

After experiencing mind-blowing orgasms, they’d both drifted off to sleep. Jamie shivered. They were good together. They always were and would be forever—of that she had no doubt. They’d weathered so much over the past three years. Even when things got rocky, they’d hammered out a basic trust that, so far, had never let them down.

Jamie eyed her partner, waiting for her to awaken. Now was the moment—she couldn’t let the subject wait any longer, even though it put her stomach in knots. Mason Johnson. It was time. Maybe past time. She steadfastly believed everything would work out for the best. Still, what she was about to propose might shake their comfy world a wee bit.

She smiled that her Irish grandmother’s voice had crept into her thoughts. Well, maybe that was why she felt so good about her future—their futures. It might require a bit of the luck of the Irish to pull off, but she just knew it could be done—if everyone simply trusted the process. She had Celtic roots. She had natural red hair…nothing fake about that. She could work her own magic. Couldn’t she?

Jamie grimaced. She wished it was so. But she’d never discovered a magic wand or a book of wizardry that would give her that kind of power. No, if her dream became real, it would require three persons working together.

She blew her waking lover a kiss. It would take three persons playing together, too.

“Hey, you,” she said softly. “Was that as good for you as it was for me?”

Susan inhaled sharply and shifted a little, disentangling their bodies until they were side by side facing each other. She brushed a finger across Jamie’s cheek. “That was amazing. There are orgasms, and there are orgasms. That one. Wow. It’s still tingling deep within. You are amazing, girl.”

“Correction. We are amazing. I’m still too fuzzy to get up. Besides, this is so comfy.”

“True. But I do need to go to the bathroom and get a drink. You stay here and keep the bed warm, and I’ll be right back.”

“Okay, bring me a water, would you?”

“Will do.” Nearing the doorway, Susan glanced over her shoulder. “Don’t get too carried away while I’m gone.”

Jamie propped herself up against the headboard while admiring Susan’s trim body as she left. Susan complained that she had no ass, but that wasn’t true. She was tall, taller than Jamie by four or five inches. Her ass fit her nicely. And it fit Jamie’s hands very nicely, too.

Susan called Jamie’s butt the butt to die for, the bubble butt lovers enjoyed fondling. Jamie shrugged. It wasn’t that she didn’t like her ass, but she wasn’t sure why Susan could be so obsessed with it. And then there was Mason. He seemed quite pleased with it, too. Jamie hugged her breasts and shuddered. Maybe she was a breast woman, but she much preferred her boobs to her ass.

Jamie shook her head. How the hell could she still be horny after what she and Susan had just shared? Mason had described her as insatiable. She smirked. But he’d only seen half of her sexual prowess. She wanted him to see more, needed him to see more, soon. She smacked her lips. With Susan sated and her thirst quenched, now was the time to take the next steps. Hurry up, Susan. I’m ready. Sure hope you are, too.



Jamie reached for the bottled water Susan handed her.

“You look absolutely fetching with your knees tucked up under your chin. Your pussy is so adorable.” Susan smiled. “But I know you too well to be distracted by that. Your wheels are turning. Thoughtful. Pensive. What is it now? Is the doc getting ready to pounce, or is she devising our next adventure?”

Jamie groaned. “Why do you always tease me so? I’m an RN, not a doc.”

“But you’re studying to be one.”

“A PA. A Physician’s Assistant. That’s still not a doctor.”

“Maybe not, but I prefer going to my PA over the doctor. She takes more time with me and seems much more open to alternative medicine. So apart from that, what’s got you stewing? You’d better get it out or you’ll erupt. And when you erupt, that’s not fun for either of us. Right?”

“Right. I was waiting for you to settle back down. Sorry if my open pussy was distracting.”

“Not a problem I can’t deal with.” Susan chuckled and curled back in next to her. “Later. What’s up?”

Jamie tilted her head to the side. “So what do you think of Mason?”

“Ah, Mason. He’s the source of your stewing. Is he starting to wear on you? How long has it been—three months? Four months?”

“He’s not wearing on me. And it’s nearly five months.” Jamie paused to wet her lips. “You didn’t answer my question. What do you think of him? What do you really think of him?”

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