Monroe, Marla - Desire for Two (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)

by Marla Monroe

  Elliot shook his head, and Clay shrugged. They gave their orders, and the waitress left to put them in.

  “How long do you think it will take you to set the computers up?” Elliot asked.

  “Probably about an hour. I’ll have to download the program from my e-mail and then install it on each computer. Oh, is there one for me to work on?” she asked.

  The two men looked at each other as if it had never dawned on them she might need one. She sighed and rolled her eyes. She should have foreseen this as a good admin would have.

  “I take that as a no.” She sighed.

  “Well, we really hadn’t planned on you doing much work with us. We hoped you would handle the details on the house,” Clay admitted.

  “I’m not letting you screw up your appointment schedule like you had it before I took over. I’ll kick one of you off the computer occasionally and do some cleanup work here and there. I won’t be tied up with the contractor much at all. I’ll look through the house plans, pick out a few, and see what you like.”

  “We’ll see then.” Elliot took a sip of his coffee and smiled. “Good coffee.”

  Clay did the same and smiled.

  “I take it it’s better than mine,” she said with a grin.

  “It’s all in the coffee and we don’t have the good stuff at the office,” Elliot said.

  They ate breakfast and then the guys walked her across the street to an office building. They climbed the stairs to a suite of room on the second floor. Each of the men had a complete office set up with a small desk out front with a phone. No computer.

  “You guys really never had a secretary or administrative assistant before me, did you?”

  “Nope,” they said together.

  “Never saw the need for one until recently. Things got out of hand with phone calls and visitors,” Clay said.

  “We couldn’t get any work done,” Elliot added.

  Shaking her head, Desire got to work setting up their computers so they could tie into the ones at the office and work from here. It took her a little over forty-five minutes, and she was finished.

  “Now what’s next?” she asked.

  “How about sex over the desk?” Clay suggested.

  “If you do his desk, you’re doing mine next,” Elliot insisted.

  She rolled her eyes at them. They had sex on the brain, but then they were men, right?

  “How about we go to the contractor’s office and you can introduce me. Then you can come back here and actually get some work done,” she said.

  “If that’s what you want to do.” Elliot smiled.

  Clay pouted. She decided he was cute when he pouted.

  She reached up and kissed his protruding lips and got a smile from him. Her heart skipped a beat. She was in so much trouble. She knew in that instant that she loved them with all her heart. It was going to kill her to lose them. And lose them she would, eventually.

  Chapter Fifteen

  She spent all of twenty minutes looking through the house plans that the contractor had pulled out that would fit on that lot. She came to the one she would want and stopped right there without going any further.

  “This is it,” she told the man the brothers had introduced as Allen Gola.

  “You’re sure? You couldn’t possibly have gone through all of those plans that fast,” he said.

  “I didn’t need to. Once I saw this one, I knew it was the one.”

  He took it from her and looked it over. He compared some numbers on it to a pad he had on his desk and nodded his head.

  “Actually, that’s one of the ones I’d picked out as fitting best on their lot. You’ve got a good eye.”

  “They’ve got a terrific view from that spot, don’t they,” she said.

  “Yeah, they do. Look over the plans now and see if there is anything you want added, changed or removed. I’ll draw up the alternate plans from that.”

  She nodded and took the plans back over to the table and spread them out. She spent another forty-five minutes going over them and making notes for Allen. There wasn’t much she wanted to change, but she did add a deck off the back and a mud room between the carport to the kitchen. If they had kids and they lived on the mountain, they were going to need a room to handle the dirty, muddy clothes. It was also perfect for the laundry room as well. That left an extra space for a pantry in the kitchen.

  Desire handed her suggestions and the plans back to Allen to look over. He pronounced them all doable and promised to have the redrawn plans to her in two weeks to go over again.

  “I’m not sure what our schedule is yet. They haven’t told me, so I’ll trust you’ll find us one way or another.” She gave him her number and he promised to call when they were ready. She would go from there.

  Since she was finished nearly an hour early, Desire decided to have a look around the town on her own. She started out in a store filled with nothing but dresses. Every type you could imagine filled the racks, from slinky nightwear to tiny sun dresses. She spent a good thirty minutes browsing through the dresses. Once someone came up to ask if they could help her, and she smiled and told her she was just looking for now.

  Then she crossed the street to the bath and body store. She wanted some lotion. She’d forgotten hers. That was where the men found her several minutes later.

  “Allen told us you’d already left and Emily from the dress shop said you’d come here next,” Clay told her when she asked how they’d found her.

  “Small town and all, I guess,” she said with a smile.

  “What are you looking at?” Elliot asked.

  “Oh, just some body lotion. I found some I like. I’m going to come back later and get it. Are you ready to work on that contract now?” she asked.

  “Actually, it’s nearly lunchtime so we thought we would get a bite to eat first.” Elliot steered her toward the door.

  “Okay, but I’m still full from breakfast,” she warned him.

  They crossed the street again and walked into the diner. Clay caught up with them before she even realized he hadn’t been with them. He handed her a bag.

  “What’s this?” She opened the bag and frowned at him.

  “What?” I thought you would like it,” he said, obviously mystified at her reaction.

  “I can buy my own things, Clay. You don’t have to buy stuff for me.”

  “I know you can. I wasn’t implying you couldn’t. I just wanted to get you a present. It’s nothing, just a bottle of lotion,” he griped.

  Instantly, Desire was ashamed. She wrapped an arm around him and pulled his head down for a kiss.

  “I’m sorry, Clay. I’m a little sensitive about gifts. Thank you. It was very sweet of you.”

  He perked up and hugged her back.

  “Why don’t you like receiving gifts?” Elliot asked.

  “It makes me feel, I don’t know, cheap. Like I’m a mistress or something.”

  “Don’t every think that, pet. You’re not our mistress. You’re our girlfriend, and very sexy lover,” he added in a quiet whisper for their ears only.

  Clay leaned in and added, “A girlfriend I’m crazy about.”

  She didn’t miss Elliot’s stern look at Clay. What was that about? Why didn’t he want Clay to tell her that? Was he warning him not to make her feel too important? Well, she had no illusions there.

  After diner she followed them back to the office and worked with them on the contract for the property surrounding the house. They already owned the spot where the house would be built.

  “Allen said you picked out the perfect house for that spot. I knew you would know what to choose.” Elliot hugged her.

  “It’s almost like the house was created for that spot. It was a no-brainer for me.” She smiled, enjoying their praise.

  “So can you fix this up for us to take to the lawyer tomorrow?” Clay asked her.

  “Won’t take more than a couple of hours to go through and make the changes and print it out, but I’m going to hav
e to have one of your computers since someone didn’t think I’d need one while I was here.”

  Both men had the grace to blush.

  “You can use mine,” Clay offered.

  Desire got right to work while Clay and Elliot made a conference call with a client back in the city. She soon had the contract ready to print out. She could hear the men arguing in the other room about something. She frowned. She couldn’t remember them ever arguing about anything in the past. What could cause a rift between them now?

  She started to walk in and ask what all the fuss was about when she heard her name. She paused. She wasn’t one to eavesdrop. Instead of standing there, she knocked on the door and waited for them to tell her to come in.

  When she entered the room, Elliot was behind the desk with Clay standing in front of it with both hands on the desk. They both looked a little guilty.

  “You two sound like you are about to come to blows in here. What’s wrong?” she asked.

  “Just a difference of opinion over something. Nothing for you to worry about.” Elliot walked around the desk and wrapped an arm around her waist. “Is the contract ready?”

  “All it needs now is the third name and it’s ready to print,” she told him.

  “Oh, right,” he said. “Go ahead and print it out like it is. I want the owners to look over it and approve it before we go any further anyway.”

  Clay smiled and looked at Elliot. “Of course we could go ahead and add the other name now and finish this.”

  “And I said not yet.” Elliot growled.

  “I’m going to go print it out. You two need to agree on something, I can tell.” She walked out, barely able to keep the tears from escaping.

  They already had the woman they wanted as a wife picked out and were arguing over letting her know it since they were sleeping with her. How could they carry on an affair with her while contemplating marriage with another woman? How could she have an affair with them when they obviously already had a fiancée picked out? What was wrong with her?

  She hit print on the computer and looked at the package with the body lotion in it. She wanted to throw it in the trash now. Instead, she swallowed back the tears and concentrated on what her job was. She pulled up her e-mail and accessed her calendar to be sure she had everything set for their meeting tomorrow. Then she checked her personal e-mail. Byron had sent several in a row to her. She opened the last one first.

  Where are you, girl? What is going on there? Why are they looking for a new admin already? Are you still with them?

  A new admin? They were already looking to hire her replacement? She hadn’t even been working for them three months, and they were already trying to get rid of her. They’d said they wouldn’t get rid of her when the affair was over with. She should have known she couldn’t trust them.

  Desire e-mailed Byron back.

  Tell me what is going on. Nothing is going on here. I’m working with them on contracts. What does the grapevine say?

  She wasn’t sure how long she waited before Byron answered her e-mail.

  Word is they are tired of fucking you and need a new admin cause they can’t keep you now that they’ve had you. I’m sorry, girlfriend. I wouldn’t have thought that of them. They’ve always been men of integrity around here. Are you going to be okay? Do you want me to come get you?

  Desire swallowed and ran a hand across her face, trying to think.

  “No, not yet. I’m going to see my job through on this end. Then when we get back I’ll quit before they can fire me. I’ll be fine. Thanks for letting me know, Byron.”

  “I’m here if you need me.”

  The men walked back through the door and she shut down her e-mail program.

  “The contract is printed and ready,” she managed to say in a steady voice.

  “Great,” Elliot said. “Let’s walk it over to Daniels right now.”

  “I’ll just wait for you here,” Desire said.

  “We aren’t planning on coming back today,” Clay told her. “It won’t take but a minute to do it.”

  She shrugged, picked up the contract, and slipped it into a folder before handing it to Elliot. Then she picked up the bag with the body lotion and waited for them to lead the way. Somehow she had to make it through the next few days. They hadn’t planned to stay but a few days. Maybe they would even go back tomorrow. Sunday at the latest, she decided. Then she could start planning what to do with the rest of her life.

  Chapter Sixteen

  The trip to deliver the contract took less than five minutes since it was to the owner of the tattoo shop down the street. He promised to read it that night and get back with them by the end of the weekend. While the men talked, she browsed around the shop, looking at the artwork on the walls. There were several pictures of men and women showcasing his art on their bodies. He was a talented artist.

  Desire had never really thought about getting a tattoo before, but looking at the many designs, she seriously contemplated it. She looked over the piercing jewelry and thought about a belly button ring as well. Shaking her head, she turned to see that the men were watching her with odd looks on their faces.

  “What?”

  “Nothing.” Clay’s voice sounded strained.

  The tattoo shop’s owner grinned at her. “You decide you want something, you come to me. I’m the best and the safest,” he said with a smile.

  “I’ll remember that.” She smiled back at him, and Elliot and Clay both grabbed a hand and all but dragged her out of the building.

  “Hey! Slow down some. I can’t keep up with you,” she complained.

  “Sorry,” they said in union.

  “I’m in a hurry to get back to the room,” Clay said.

  “What on earth for?” she asked.

  “I’ll show you when we get there.”

  Desire hurried to keep up with them. What was wrong with them? As soon as they got to the room, Clay threw all the locks. Elliot grabbed her and thrust her back against the door and kissed her. He devoured her mouth, making it his. Clay began unbuttoning her blouse and had it off of her in seconds, followed closely by her bra. Clay and Elliot traded places and Elliot worked on her slacks while Clay took control of her mouth.

  What was going on with them? First they were fighting and it concerned her, then she found out they were looking for another admin, and now they acted as if they couldn’t wait to fuck her. Desire wasn’t sure she could handle all the contradictions. Her emotions were going up and down like a roller coaster.

  Elliot had trouble with her slacks because he forgot her shoes. He had to start over and remove her shoes before he could pull her pants off. When he tugged her panties down, he stopped and smelled them. That was so sexy. Clay was so busy eating her neck and shoulder that he didn’t even notice when she tugged on his hair.

  “Wait,” she tried to say, but it wouldn’t come out very strong. “Wait.” She tried again.

  “What is it, pet?” Elliot asked when Clay ignored her to concentrate on her breasts.

  “What is going on? You’re acting like you’re in heat or something.”

  “Watching you looking over that body jewelry got us hot imagining it on you. I’d like to see you with a belly ring, maybe a diamond drop,” Elliot told her.

  “I want a nipple ring,” Clay said from her breast.

  “If you want one, go get one,” she teased.

  “On you,” he finished.

  Elliot stood up, taking her over his shoulder. She squealed and grabbed hold of his shirt for balance. He rolled her off his shoulder onto the bed and was undressed in seconds. Clay had already undressed and was on her in an instant. He immediately took control of her hands and raised them above her head as his mouth claimed hers. Elliot took over holding her hands for Clay.

  Desire felt shackled with Elliot holding her down on the bed. Clay released her mouth and nibbled his way around her jaw to her ear, where he sucked her earlobe into his mouth. She felt her pussy juices begin to form and
slide along her pussy folds. Something about being held down did it for her.

  Elliot leaned in and kissed her from above her head. Clay had moved to her breast and was busy mounding them as he sucked first one, then the other nipple into his mouth. He lashed them with his tongue then nipped at them. When he pushed them together and shoved his cock between them, she sighed. He fucked her breasts for several strokes, letting her lick his cockhead as he did. Then he continued down her body to her belly where he rained kisses down on her abdomen and pelvis.

  Now Elliot was leaning over to suck on her nipples. He tugged on one with his fingers while his mouth sucked on the other one. Then he switched up. When she moaned at the dual onslaught between the two men, he tugged on one then twisted it until she cried out, pumping her hips up toward Clay’s face.

  “I think she likes that, Elliot.” Clay had reached her pussy and was already beginning to lick at her pussy lips.

  “Hmmm, I think I can accommodate her,” Elliot said. He pulled the other one and twisted it. She shoved her cunt into Clay’s face. He hummed his approval.

  While Elliot pleasured her breasts, Clay took care of her pussy with his fingers and mouth. Then, while he licked her wet cunt, he gathered her juices and pulled them down to her back hole. He carefully inserted one finger using her own cream to ease its passage. Then he gathered more and pumped in two fingers. The slight pinch quickly changed into pleasure. He pumped them in and out of her back hole, all the time licking and sucking her pussy. When he added the third finger, she almost didn’t notice it. She was wild and on the edge of orgasm.

  Elliot must have timed his assault with Clay because when he twisted her nipples again, it was at the same time that Clay sucked in her clit and pumped both holes with his fingers. She came so hard she thought she saw stars. Elliot leaned in and took her scream in his mouth. It lasted for as long as they stimulated her. She begged them to stop, but with Elliot kissing her no one heard. Finally Clay backed off and Elliot released her nipples.

  Desire’s breath came in quick pants that did little to help her to catch her breath. Finally she rolled over and pressed her face in the covers to help herself breathe normally again.