29 January 2015

Throwback: Spy Games: Birthday Games

 What do you get the spy who has everything for his thirty-fifth birthday? A menage, of course. Secret Agent Jake Anderson can't believe his good fortune. He's always had the hots for his best friend's blonde bombshell wife, but Kate is also his partner and he knows better than to cross the line unless Chase gives the word. But all lines are erased for a night of sinful pleasure with his best friends, and even better, Jake gets to be in charge. Since Jake loves nothing more than missions that end in gun fights and car explosions, he's gearing up for one smokin' hot birthday party.

Birthday Games is a short, erotic story featuring Chase and Kate Sanders and of course, Jake Anderson, spies from the Spy Games series by Mia Downing. This sexy, hot read gives eager readers a glimpse of what happens between books 1 and 2. There is nothing revealed that you won't learn eventually, but sometimes having advanced knowledge is half of the fun!

Story contains: Explicit language, smokin' hot, kinky sex between consenting adults. Expect to enjoy light BDSM, spanking, m/f/m action, birthday cake and more!
Chase tucked her hands between his lap and her body and pressed harder across her back. His other hand rubbed her bare ass, caressing the cheeks, warming her skin. She wanted to wiggle, partly to get free and partly to make them hurry up. Damn, it felt good already, the ache in her core growing stronger. But soon it would hurt and—
Smack. She jumped as much as Chase’s hold allowed and shrieked. Jake had hit her this time, his hand broader than Chase’s.
Both men laughed. She glared at the floor, and Chase’s hand returned, soothing the sting from her ass.
“How many, buddy?” Jake asked.
“Thirty-six. The extra is for good luck,” Chase said.
“Damn you both, I’m not your personal piñata.”
She jumped again. “Or punching bag.”
“Mouthy,” Jake noted. “Really, Chase. You put up with this shit?” His next blow was lower, almost across her pussy lips.
She bit back the moan, surprised by how good that felt, the sting centered right below her clit. She wanted it again.
“What can I say? I love her. I’ve grown lax.” Chase’s hand caressed that sting away, his fingers delving into her slit for a quick exploration. “Jesus, she’s soaked. Maybe she’s got a little pain slut in her somewhere.”
“Count, Kate,” Jake ordered.
“Sixty-eight it is, then. Chase, you want to count?”
“No,” she wailed, squirming. “That was five.”
“Liar.” Jake’s hand connected with her right cheek a touch harder, the burn divine. “Now I’ll have to punish you in other ways.”
“You can’t come while I spank you. Not until Chase says you can.”
She froze in her squirming. Her first thought was, really, why would she want to come? Okay, it did feel good in a dirty way, especially when Chase soothed the sting. As if to outline that point, Chase slipped a finger into her wet heat and thrust.
She moaned. Oh, God. They were serious about this not coming business. She wriggled again. He fingerfucked her harder. She went still, and his hand slipped free, caressing her swollen lips, gathering her juices.
“That was four,” she whispered.
Mia Downing started creating heroes at age four, but her heroes back then rode ponies to the rescue and only kissed her on the cheek. Today, Mia's heroes still rescue those in need, but the price of their toys and the expertise of their seduction leads to a lot more. When Mia isn't busy creating new stories for her readers, she fills in as an underwear model for a prestigious lingerie company. She also lives in New England with her family and enjoys horses and knitting.

Fun facts: Mia can juggle (poorly), create balloon animals, and face paint. She was the hit entertainment of two family parties. No clown suits were involved.


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