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About the author:
Sage lives with her husband and son in the suburbs of Chicago but dreams of a life on the road. She enjoys spending her days writing and playing with her toddler.
What inspired you to write your book?
I wanted to explore the dynamic of a male-male-female threesome relationship. I am fascinated by how the characters work together, play off each other and play together. Plus it’s fun!
Here is a short sample from the book:
Jamie stood across the street, gazing up at the grandness of the structure of the new Moore Hotel. The modern and romantic look of the new build awed her. She wondered where Brett’s office was, which windows are the ones that opened to his suite of rooms? Which balcony juts out from his bedroom, where does the breeze flow in to caress his naked skin as he lies in bed? Does he think about us? It had been two weeks since he left with no word from him.
Jamie had bided her time, trying to give him space while making up a plan of action. She and Jake were doing better, connecting again while cloaked in their grief of losing their new lover. But today, was the day Jamie was taking action.
With a deep breath and a quick glance down at her attire. The green halter top showed off a good amount of cleavage, her tight pants that left little to the imagination and her three inch fuck-me-heels finished off the look perfectly. Jamie crossed the street and entered the lobby of Brett’s new hotel.
“May I help you?” A redheaded woman asked from behind the reception desk. Her name tag read, “Elizabeth”.
“Hi. I need to see Brett Moore please.” Jamie said, standing as tall as she could, trying to project confidence and control toward the receptionist.
“I’m not sure he’s available but I can call his secretary. Can I have your name please?” Elizabeth smiled as she picked up the phone to place the call.
“Jamie Peet.” Jamie replied and gripped her purse with both hands, feeling desperation course through her. Elizabeth nodded and turned away slightly to speak into the phone. The conversation lasted for a few minutes, Elizabeth glancing over a Jamie, looking her up and down, no doubt describing her in detail to Brett’s secretary.
“You may tell Susan I’ve got it, Liz.” A soft voice with an accent that sent chills down her spine spoke up from behind her.
Elizabeth nodded, relaying the message before hanging up the phone. Jamie tensed, knowing who stood behind her. Now that the moment had come, fear held her stomach in knots and she wasn’t sure what to do.
“Jamie.” Her name from his lips made her shudder and the grazing of his fingertips on her bare arm made her turn around.
“You two are going to be the death of me, love.” Brett whispered, a slight smile in his face but his eyes were shielded with pain. “Come.” He said and turned, walking away from her. Jamie took a calming breath and hurried after him, watching his long legs and admiring his ass in the obviously expensive suit pants. Heat flashed through her belly and her pussy clenched as she remembered Jake astride this strong man, taking him.
Jamie was so lost in thoughts of the night they spent together that she ran into Brett when he stopped. “Oh, sorry.” She mumbled and blushed.
Brett chuckled and showed her to a couch situated in a private alcove that looked out a large window into a beautiful garden space.
“Have you been?”
Jamie laughed, “I wish. Just reminds me of what I’ve seen on TV and movies.”
“Ah. Well you’re right. This garden space has been designed with English flare in mind, one of my good friends is head of the landscaping and planting aspects of all of our hotels. She takes her gardens very seriously,” Brett shared as he sat down next to Jamie, unbuttoning his tight suit jacket and reclining with one leg across his knee. He placed his arm around the back of the couch and angled his body toward Jamie, who was sitting near the edge of the seat, still not sure what to say.
“I don’t know what I’m going to do with you two.”
“What do you mean?” Jamie asked, turning her gaze away from the garden and toward Brett.
“You didn’t know? Jake has been sending me flowers near every day. He even called this afternoon to meet me at lunch.” Brett explained, looking into her eyes.
“Oh Em Gee, he’s courting you!” Jamie laughed and placed her hand on Brett’s knee without thinking. A rush of electricity shot through them both and Jamie shivered, her pussy starting to drip.
“And you? Showing up at my business, looking like that. You realize how desperate you both seem to me, right?” Brett arched his eyebrow and Jamie couldn’t tell if he was being serious or not.
“I…Brett please. Can we just talk about this? Try to figure something out?”
Brett sighed and leaned forward, running his hand along the back of his neck. “Jamie, this kind of relationship doesn’t work out. Trust me.”
“You’ve been in a ménage before?” Jamie inquired.
“Yes. A few years back. It…it ruined me. I saw how you and Jake were toward each other before you asked me into your bed. You were distant and didn’t go near each other all night. That’s not the basis for a healthy relationship, even for two, let alone for three.”
“I know.” Jamie whispered, looking down at her hands, she fiddled with her purse. “We know that. We were going through a rough time, feeling disconnected. But since that night with you, everything has changed. Things are getting better. We’re in therapy together, a lovely woman who has experience with different kinds of relationships and she’s really helping. Listen, Brett, we understand that his might not work with you but we want to try.”
Jamie could feel his gaze on her face then running across her body as he sat silently. Brett sat without moving for several minutes. Jamie didn’t know what to expect until she felt his fingers on her chin, urging her gaze up, “Look at me, love.”
Jamie slowly moved her head up and looked into Brett’s intense blue eyes. Tears lined her green eyes as she waited, fear and anxiety churned inside her stomach. A gasp escaped her mouth as Brett’s lips descended upon her. He took from her, he bit and sucked on her lips and tongue, running his own along the seam of her plump lips. Jamie moaned softly against him, as she wrapped her arms around his neck, running her fingers through his soft tresses. Brett angled closer to her wrapping his large arms around her waist and smashing her breasts against his hard chest.
The kiss went on and on as Jamie poured all of the feeling into it she could, trust and love and just as much lust. She could feel his hunger for her as well as his control and his doubt. Brett eventually slowed the kiss and pulled away, resting his forehead against hers as they panted into each other.
“It’s taken all my will power to stay away. I don’t think I can, if you two are constantly harassing me, love.” He whispered against her, gently kissing her again. Jamie never wanted the kiss to end, if it ended he might leave her again and she would be so utterly broken. She barely knew the man, Jamie knew it was irrational to be in love so fast but she had fallen hard and didn’t want to let go.