Passion, Victoria 9 – Flowering Passions

Passion, Victoria 9 – Flowering Passions, Molly’s passion to be a florist shop owner brought her to Passion. The men she meets makes the move even sweeter. The diverse and unique bush flowers of the region provide an endless array of floral arrangement possibilities, but apparently also a number of unexpected risks.

Chased by drug growers and in trouble with the law, Molly needs the Blaze brothers to save and protect her. Read the adult excerpt to learn more about Molly and her men.

Molly shouldn’t have blinked because while her eyes were closed they pounced. Giles tilted her back over his arm, leaned down, and planted his mouth over hers. He kissed her with a wildness and hunger she’d never thought to see from him. He always appeared so controlled and her answer somehow released him from the leash he seemed to keep himself on.

Giles’s tongue slid along and then swirled around hers. He nipped her lips and opened her mouth wide to push his tongue back into her mouth. Molly went up in flames. The low ache, which seemed to have simmered for weeks, burned so hot and bright she wandered why she wasn’t bursting into flames.

Molly gasped when a hand slipped under her shirt and settled in on her stomach just above the waistband of her jeans. And then the hand began to move, caressing over her skin and moving higher up her torso, edging toward her breasts.

Giles broke the kiss and stared deeply into his eyes as he moved his hand up to envelope her lace covered globe. “God, you feel good, Molly. So damn soft.”

Giles looked over at Steve when he nudged his arm with his elbow.

“Let me kiss our girl.” Steven didn’t wait for a reply. He leaned forward, clasped her hips, and lifted her over onto his lap.

Molly looked up and met his gaze. If she wasn’t already burning up with desire, she would have combusted then from the intent heat in Steven’s eyes. “I’ve wanted to do this for what seems like forever, Molly. I’m so hungry for you I feel like I’m starving.”

“Oh God,” was all Molly managed to say before Steven’s mouth was on hers. She moaned when his tongue entered her mouth and gasped when he explored every bit of her recess. His tongue tickled the roof of her mouth, glided over the inside of her cheeks and then slid over her teeth between her lips.

Steven’s hands moved from her hips and up over her shirt to her breast and the other one went south. Molly was aching so badly, her breasts felt swollen and her pussy was so wet it was a wonder the dampness hadn’t seeped through her jeans as well as her soaking wet panties. When he finally lifted his head, she was so breathless she was gasping for air, but Steven’s next words halted the breath in her throat, nearly making her choke with desire.

“We want to take your clothes off and make you feel good, Molly. Will you let us?”

God yes. Hurry.

Steven lifted her from his lap and placed her back on the sofa between him and Giles.

“Don’t worry, baby, we know how to relieve that ache.” Giles slid to his knees and then his hands were on the button of her jeans. It took her a moment to figure out why he had said what he did.

“Did I say that out loud?” She looked at Steven when his fingers began to undo the buttons on her shirt.

“Yes, you did, cutie, but don’t worry, we’re just as eager as you are.”

Molly lifted her hips when Giles began to pull her jeans over them. What she didn’t realize until it was too late was that he’d also taken her panties with them. Cool air washed over her heated body and slick folds, causing her to shiver. Then her shirt was being pushed off her shoulders and down over her arms and then the front closure of her bra was released and it, too, got flung aside.

“So damn sexy,” Giles rasped and when she looked up at him, it was to see him looking at her pussy. His eyes traveled from her crotch up over her belly and torso, pausing at her breasts, where he stopped to lick his lips, and then up to lock gazes with her. “God you’re stunning.”

Molly’s face heated and she started to shake her head, but Giles reached up and palmed her cheeks. “You don’t see yourself the way we do, honey. You are a goddess.” His fingers trailed over her jaw, down her neck, and over her chest. When his hands covered her breasts and he began to knead her aching flesh, she couldn’t stop herself from crying out with pleasure.

“So fucking sensitive.” Steven growled and then he pushed one of his brother’s hands aside and licked over one of her nipples. The pleasure of having his tongue swipe over her sensitive nipples sent sparks of need straight down to her clit and she bucked her hips up, silently begging for them to touch her more.

Giles placed his hands on her knees and pushed her legs wide. He wrapped his arms around her thighs and pulled her until her arse was hanging off the edge of the sofa. “You’re so wet, Molly. I can’t wait to get me a taste of that cream.” And then he matched his actions to his words.

Giles lowered his head and the tip of his tongue licked through her pussy from her hole up to her clit. His humming made her whimper when the vibrations of his voice sent more pleasure racing through her cunt.

“Ambrosia,” Giles murmured against her pussy. “So sweet.”

Molly’s whimpering turned to a keening sound when Giles plucked at her engorged clit with his lips and then the tip of his tongue began to flicker across the sensitive little pearl.

Steven sucked her nipple into his mouth and pulled on the tip firmly. Molly couldn’t stop her head from thrashing back and forth on the sofa nor the little sounds that kept escaping her mouth. Not that she wanted to. She was in heaven and didn’t care who knew it.

Then a thick finger began to penetrate her sheath and the mouth on her nipple shifted slightly until her peak was caged between Steven’s teeth.

 

In Passion, all things are possible. Can Steven and Giles make their dreams come true and save their girl?

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