Opulent Match [Ménage.com 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Peyton Elizabeth Page B

enjoyed that the bite of pain only increased her pleasure. He pulled them down, stretching them until she had to grab ahold of his wrists. Cooper didn’t let go, but rather started to roll them in between the pads of his fingers.
    Cyn had gotten so used to coming on her own, with only stimulating her clitoris, that her body was elated for something diverse. Her pussy started to clinch in spasms, trying to reach that superior place. Brody kept up the unrelenting pace, his fingers digging into her hips. Letting her body drift, Cyn reached that pinnacle.
    “Ahhhh,” Cyn screamed, burying her face in Cooper’s abdomen while she tried to control the spasms that had taken control of her lower half.
    Brody increased his pace, prolonging her orgasm. By the time she felt him stiffen behind her, Cyn’s throat felt hoarse. The base of his cock grew and then started to pulse inside of her. A part of her wished that he didn’t have a condom on, so that she could feel the warmth of his seed. She knew that wasn’t wise, but that didn’t mean she didn’t want to know what it felt like.
    Brody gently pulled out of her and lay down beside Cooper, pulling her in between them. Cyn pulled one leg up over Cooper’s, loving the way Brody snuggled in behind her. She knew that he would have to get up soon and dispose of his condom, but she relished their embrace. She just hoped they didn’t ruin it by talking. Wanting her body to have a chance to enjoy what it had been given, Cyn pushed aside all thought. Hell, she had lost reason a while ago.
    “Silk—”
    “Not one word, Cooper,” Cyn murmured against his chest. Reaching behind her, she grabbed Brody’s arm and pulled it around her waist. He was smart and kept his mouth shut. At least one of them had brains. She was worse than Cooper, though, and now had to figure out a way to get out of this with her heart intact. First, she needed to sleep. Closing her eyes, Cyn let their warmth surround her.

Chapter Six
     
    Cyn heard a phone ringing and tried to roll over. Something warm and solid stopped her. Opening one eye, she found the room dim and an arm around her waist. Cyn suppressed a groan as she slammed that one eyelid shut. How the hell did she get herself into these messes?
    “That wasn’t the agreement.”
    Both eyes popped open as she heard Cooper talking to someone in a low voice. He was angry. She could make out his body just enough to know that he was pulling on his jeans while holding his cell phone by his shoulder. Behind her, Brody’s body tensed, making her realize something truly was wrong.
    “We said we wanted your buyer at the meeting and you agreed.” He was too far away for her to hear the voice on the other end. Cooper grabbed his shirt up off of the floor and proceeded toward the door. “If you can’t make that happen, then the deal is off.”
    Cooper left the room before she heard any more of the conversation. Sitting up, Cyn turned toward Brody. There was no pretending she hadn’t heard, so she might as well ask what was going on.
    “What was that about?”
    “Business,” Brody answered, sitting up and rubbing his head. There was that telltale sign of when he was frustrated or worried. “Do you want to take a shower? I’ll go downstairs and see about what to make us for dinner.”
    “No, I don’t want to take a shower,” Cyn snapped. “I want to know what is going on. First, you lie to me about the reason you missed Thanksgiving dinner and now you are blowing off that phone call. It sounded serious, Brody.”
    “Cyn, it’s regarding business.” Brody got out of bed and started to walk across the hardwood floor toward the bathroom. “Now, if you want to talk about the fact that you kissed Cooper and what it has led to, I’m more than open to discuss it. Or, you can join me in the shower. But those are your two choices.”
    Cyn squinted her eyes in irritation as Brody walked into the bathroom. She heard him pull the shower door open and start