Twenty-three-year-old Pricilla Buchman is a maid of honor at a double June wedding. When she passes out from the heat right outside the rustic stone church, the two best men she’s been openly flirting with during the pre-wedding festivities, carry her back into the coolness of the sanctuary.
Best men Taylor and Bailey want to teach Pricilla a lesson in an effort to get her to stop her teasing ways and they’ll be sure to give her what she’s been unknowingly craving…when she’s taken by two best men.
Other stories by Jasmine Black include:
Taken by Two Doctors, Taken by Three Doctors, Taken by Two Bikers, Taken by Three Bikers, Taken by Two Billionaires, Taken by Three Billionaires, Taken by Two Bosses, Taken by Two Cowboys, Taken by Three Cowboys, Taken by Two Firefighters, Taken by Two Carpenters, Taken by Two Personal Trainers, Taken by Two Santas, Taken by Two Elves, Taken by Three Bodyguards, Taken by Two Cops, Taken by Two Prison Guards, Taken by Two Lifeguards, Taken by Two Mountain Men and more!
Genre: FICTION / Erotica / BDSM
This series sells well in the English language.
Both men were muscular with broad shoulders. Wide shoulders I’d love to dig my fingernails into if I ever got the chance to have one of them in my bed either beneath me or on top of me.
Both looked so hot wearing black tuxedoes with pristine white shirts and black bow ties. Each man had a brilliant red rose tucked into the tuxedo jacket pocket because Laura and Helen had insisted the men in the wedding party would dress like Richard Gere in one of the lovely scenes in their favorite movie Shall We Dance.
Oh my gosh! But both men were suddenly staring right at me!
Quickly I averted my gaze, my face feeling flushed at getting caught ogling them, and quickly handed Laura her beautiful bouquet of red roses intermixed with delicate white baby’s breath flowers, while Sally, Helen’s maid of honor, gave Helen her bouquet.
Then each groom took their bride’s hand, and they walked down the aisle.
As one of the maids of honor, I had been paired with Taylor, one of the best men. I smiled shyly as we met at the beginning of the aisle. He grinned and nodded at me, then looped his elbow with mine as we followed the brides and grooms down the long rose-petal strewn aisle, past the excited guests and then into the cavernous lobby and out the giant open arched doorway onto the stone church steps.
