Engineering Her Racy Pleasure
Racy Nights series #11
by Tara Rose
a Menage BDSM Romance
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Book BlurbWhen Harper Montgomery moves to Racy and joins the marketing team at Notus, she’s pursued by sexy mechanical engineers and Doms, Lee Parker and Mason Sinclair. But when her ex-boyfriend’s cyber stalking becomes serious after he turns up in Racy, her new life is filled with danger.
Lee Parker loved once and had his heart broken. He’s drawn to Harper because of her humor and sexy curves, but can he give away his heart again? And can he share her with his co-worker and best friend? Mason Sinclair is devoted to his work and has always shied away from falling in love. But all that changes when he meets Harper. He has no problem sharing her with Lee, or with the way his heart flutters whenever she’s around.
But when Harper’s ex-boyfriend breaks into Mason’s house one night during a storm, Harper is alone, and her ex is out for revenge. Can Mason and Lee reach her in time?
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She sprinted down the stairs to find them still in the kitchen, and if their body language and the heavy feeling in the air were any indication, they’d been discussing something serious.
Mason headed for the hallway. “I guess I should take a shower, too. We both still smell like sex.”
“I like smelling like sex.” Lee winked at her, but the emotion in his eyes wasn’t the same as usual. What had they been talking about? “But I’ll go take one, too. Make yourself at home, beautiful. We won’t be long, and then we’ll take you out and show you our lovely town.”
“Sounds like fun.” She watched them both leave and almost ran after them. Was everything okay? Had they been discussing her? Surely they didn’t regret last night, did they? No. Less than half an hour ago they’d asked her to be their sub. Whatever they were talking about probably had nothing to do with her. She was being paranoid and falling back on previous experiences. Lee and Mason weren’t Dennis. They were never going to treat her like he had. That was over.
Except that he was still driving around Racy. What if Sean couldn’t find him? What if he showed up at Notus, or tried to get onto the grounds here? What if they walked around town this afternoon and spotted him?
She dropped into the nearest chair and rested her chin in her hands. Every euphoric feeling she’d had since walking into the club last night deflated as if they’d been balloons, and someone had popped them all simultaneously.
How could she have a relationship—especially a BDSM relationship—with these men while Dennis was still out there? How on earth would this ever be over? And what would she do if the e-mails or Facebook posts started up again?
She rose and walked down the hallway, absorbing the energy in the house. She’d never lived in such a quiet, comfortable place. It was decorated in such a way that made her wonder if he’d hired someone to do it. If he hadn’t, he had real talent. Most of the pieces were obviously expensive, and some were probably antiques. It was still hard to fathom that she lived here now.
Everything was happening so fast. She didn’t regret what she’d done last night or Monday with Lee and Mason. Not at all. But she was worried about how Dennis’s presence in Racy would eventually affect both men. Had moving in here with them on the spur of the moment been the wisest decision?
Harper wandered through the rooms, admiring the fabrics and the logic to the decorating in each room. She loved being here. Yes, the decision had been spontaneous, but it didn’t feel wrong. Not even in the depths of her soul. It felt right. Living here with Lee and Mason felt perfect.
It felt like she belonged here. That certainty was so strong, as if she’d been waiting for these two all her life. But was that enough on which to build a relationship? Had she merely swapped an office fling for this? No. It couldn’t be. Then again, she didn’t exactly have a track record for taking relationships slowly.
But Lee and Mason weren’t anything like the others, and certainly not like Dennis. They didn’t insult her, for one thing. Dennis had thought he was being so surreptitious in the way he’d sneak in comments about her weight, but he wasn’t. They stung like crazy. Lee and Mason, on the other hand, thought she was the sexiest woman they’d ever seen.
They made her feel alive and beautiful in so many ways. They cared about her safety, and they wanted her happy. They’d worked so hard last night to make sure she was enjoying herself, and to ensure her fantasies were met. Dennis had never once asked if she was enjoying the sex, or if she wanted to do anything differently. Not once.
Harper shook her head. She hadn’t thought about that until just now. The sex had all been one-sided. He’d been so damn arrogant that he’d always just assumed she loved it. Lee and Mason went out of their way to make sure she did, and she hadn’t expected that.
They went out of their way to make sure she enjoyed everything they did together, and they weren’t ashamed to take her out in public. They were everything she’d ever wanted the men she’d dated to be. How could this not be right? She’d waited her entire life for these two men.
When she heard their voices calling her, she made her way back to the main hallway again. Both men were freshly showered with damp hair, and dressed in jeans and sweaters. They looked so damn yummy and so sexy, and they had their glasses on again as well. She smiled and approached them both, holding out her arms.
Mason pulled her close first. “Did you get lost?”
His voice was filled with the usual humor, and a shiver ran down her spine. Everything would be okay. She felt certain of it. “Almost. This home is incredible. Did you decorate it yourself?”
He shook his head. “I have an aunt who lives for that sort of thing. She did most of it.”
He released the embrace and Lee took her hand. “Are you ready to see your new town through the eyes of two jaded natives?”
She couldn’t help but laugh. His face held no trace of the earlier worry she’d glimpsed in the kitchen. Whatever had been going on, it was gone now. “Are you two jaded? That’s not good. I was hoping for a tour from two residents who loved this place.”
“Fat chance.” His grin didn’t match his words, and she sighed. She loved Lee’s humor as much as she loved Mason’s more serious demeanor. They complemented each other well, and it was such a rush having the best of both of them at times like this. How could she give this up? She couldn’t. There was no way.
She knocked on the door, and Mason’s voice called for her to come in. As soon as she crossed the threshold, she sensed the change in both men. They wore dour expressions. Mason sat in the leather chair behind the desk, and Lee was on the sofa, one ankle crossed over the opposite knee, as though they’d been discussing her.
“Miss Montgomery,” said Mason, pointing toward a straight-backed chair in front of his desk. “Come in. Sit down.”
“What did I do, Mr. Sinclair?”
“Sit down. We’re asking the questions this afternoon, not you.” His voice was hard, and even though she knew it was play-acting, she shivered just the same. He was so convincing.
Mason peered at her over the tops of his glasses, which was so damn sexy she nearly came. “You’re here because Mr. Parker and I received an alarming report that you sent out a letter with several mistakes in it to a very important client of ours.”
Harper had to bite back a laugh. This was so much fun, but it was also incredibly corny, like she was in a porno. But, she’d asked for this, and she wanted to make it fun for them.
Lee uncrossed his legs and leaned forward. “You find that funny?” His voice was filled with incredulity, and she decided to play along with the who-gives-a-shit brat angle.
“Yeah, I do. So what? Everyone makes mistakes.”
“But everyone doesn’t get caught,” said Lee, his voice soft but too damn sexy for his own good. “You did. So you’re the one who gets punished for it.”
She let out a quick breath that fluttered her bangs. “Punished? Seriously? Can’t I simply retype the letter? Aren’t you two taking this a bit far?”
The corners of Mason’s mouth turned up, and Harper knew they were enjoying the way she’d played this. It sent her arousal to crazy heights. “No. We had something more enduring and impressionable in mind.” He stood, and as her gaze drifted over his crotch, it was easy to see how aroused he was. “Stand up and lean over the desk, Miss Montgomery.”
“You’re joking. This is a place of business. You can’t do this.”
Lee stood and moved next to her, pulling her out of the chair by one arm. “We’re not joking. Don’t make us restrain you, Miss Montgomery.”
“You can’t do that to me. I’ll go to HR.”
Lee nuzzled her neck, and Harper could barely hold back her moan. “We own this company and HR will be on our side. We can do this, and we will. Now lean over the desk and take your punishment like a good secretary. You brought this on yourself.”
He kicked the chair over, and gave her just enough of a gentle shove that she took a few steps forward, stopping as Mason picked up a thick leather strap and smacked it against one palm. The sound it made sent fresh waves of desire coursing through her body, even while she imagined how much that sucker would burn.
He pointed. “We told you to bend over the desk. Do it now.” His voice was so convincing it was scary, but she absolutely loved this.
“No way. You’re not hitting me with that thing.”
“That’s it.” Lee strode over to the credenza and picked up a coil of soft-looking rope. She’d seen bondage rope in Tye Me Up, and she remembered Alexa telling her that it wasn’t like twine or other kinds of rope. It was very soft and made restraining even bare skin safe and comfortable.
He stepped behind her and pulled her arms behind her back before she could protest. All she could was try to keep breathing as he bound her wrists together, with her arms bent at an angle. It didn’t hurt at all, but she couldn’t move her arms, either.
Mason crossed the room and picked up a small cushion from an armchair. “Move her closer to the desk.” Lee lifted her off her feet and placed her down close to the desk, then lowered her torso over it. Mason placed the cushion under her face, and then Lee lifted her skirt.
“No underwear, Miss Montgomery? That’s against dress code regulations.”
She had to turn her face away from them because more laughter bubbled up. This was beyond anything her imagination could have conjured up. It was silly, but it was also decadent and erotic. “I hate wearing it.”
“Then you just earned extra swats,” said Mason.
The first slap from the strap stung like crazy. She yelled and tried to move away, but Lee moved to her side and placed both hands on her lower back. “Hold still so he doesn’t hit the backs of your legs by accident, Miss Montgomery. You did this to yourself. Don’t forget that.”
Mason struck her again. “It hurts!” She hoped they knew she wasn’t calling a safeword.
“It’s supposed to,” said Mason, smacking her a third time. “Careless secretaries get spanked hard when they break the rules.”
He struck her two more times in a row, and now her ass was on fire. She stepped sideways and Mason stopped. Lee retrieved a spreader bar from the credenza and had it on her ankles before she knew what was happening. Now she was completely at their mercy. Her pussy was soaked, and her nipples hummed. This was far beyond what she’d expected, and she hoped they kept it going for hours.
Lee picked up the paddle and walked behind her, and then he gave her five very hard smacks on her ass with it, stopping for only a second in between each swat. She yelled and tried to squirm away because it really did hurt, but at the same time she hoped they weren’t done. This was exquisite.
RACY NIGHTS is Tara Rose's debut series, and is set in the fictional town of Racy Indiana. The series is erotic MFM ménage with consensual BDSM and HEA in every book.
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Racy Indiana is a fictional town set in Gilboa Township, in the northeast corner of Benton County. It is approximately twenty miles northwest of Lafayette. Settled in 1898, it was named after Cyrus Racy, the town's first mayor. Current population is 10,467, give or take a few. The residents attend Northwest High School, and their football team is the Northwest High School Leopards.
While each book can be read alone, this is the series order:
Book 1 - Winning Her Racy Heart Book 2 - Claiming Their Racy Sub
Book 3 - Tempting Their Racy Shrink
Book 4 - Satisfying Their Racy Desires
Book 5 - Taming Her Racy Ways
Book 6 - Pleasing Her Racy Doms
Book 7 - Sharing Their Racy Fantasies
Book 8 - Obeying Her Racy Firemen
Book 9 - Awakening Her Racy Passion
Book 10 - Schooling Their Racy Teacher
Book 11 - Engineering Her Racy Pleasure
About the Author: Tara Rose
Tara Rose is the author of three popular MFM/BDSM series: Racy Nights; The Alpha Legend; and Passion Peak, Colorado. She writes about small towns and what happens behind closed doors. Tara writes exclusively for Siren Bookstrand.
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