“Goddamn, you’re so sweet, Luci,” Ben roared. “Come for me one more time so I can come all over your beautiful tits.”
While he continued to thrust, I dared a look over at the men in the conference room. I met Langston’s eyes first, then Landon’s, alternately holding their stares. Something inside me broke open, filling me with warmth. There was something about those men that drew me in and held me there. Even while another man was fucking me.
Ben impaled me again and again, and when he shouted for me to come, I did. I don’t know how it happened, but my body listened to him. When he spun me around, my knees gave out, but he helped me to the floor. I knelt with my ass against the window while he jerked his giant cock before spurting all over my chest.
I watched his face as he came, and something warm erupted inside me. The look on his face was not of a man who was fucking his secretary. There was something more there, something that melted my heart a little bit. Perhaps it was a connection. I wasn’t entirely sure.
When his cock stopped jerking, he slid the backs of his fingers down my cheek, his eyes meeting mine.
“Thank you for this, gumdrop.”
“My pleasure,” I responded, feeling grateful but having no idea why that was.
“Now come on.” He held out his hand and helped me to my feet. “Let’s get you washed up before you head home.”
And on that note, I got to spend the next half hour being fucked again in the shower in Ben’s office. This time without the audience.
Twenty-Six
BOSS MEETING
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Langston
FOR THE LIFE OF ME, I couldn’t stop thinking about watching Ben fucking Luci in his office only two days ago.
Sure, I’d enjoyed it immensely; however, there had been something distinctly possessive that took root as I watched the scene. Probably a good thing I’d been in another building at the time.
Now it was a few minutes after six and I was walking into the restaurant I’d agreed to meet my partners in. Not only did the four of us work together, we were also close friends. Had been for a long time and these dinners were generally our time to relax without the weight of work on us. I usually looked forward to these days, only I wasn’t sure relaxed was going to be the atmosphere surrounding us tonight. Considering everything that was taking place in the office, tensions were running a little high. Mine especially.
“I ordered you a drink,” my brother informed me when I joined the three of them at a table in the back of the restaurant.
“Thanks.” I took my seat. “That call lasted longer than I’d expected.”
“Who was it?” Justin inquired, clearly trying to make small talk.
“One of my managers is attempting to onboard an author who’s currently riding quite the high from her recent success.”
Landon smiled knowingly. “Tough sell, huh?”
That seemed to be the case these days. With the rise of self-publishing, independent authors were making big waves and their success was great. As with the traditional publishers, publicists were having to go the distance in proving that they still had a lot to offer. We were no exception. However, we did have a lot to offer. For those who wanted to get their names out past Facebook, it required an industry professional who knew something about reaching readers. That was my life.
The waitress delivered our drinks and I grabbed the glass and took a sip. “I’d prefer not to discuss it.”
I tried not to take work home with me. I worked a lot of hours as it was. Although I didn’t necessarily arrive at the office at the ass-crack of dawn, I did work late into the evenings, most of the time on conference calls or looking over presentations.
Not that I was complaining. Business was good and the money was great, so I had nothing to bitch about.
“How’d Luci seem to you today?” Landon asked me directly.
I gave a brief shrug. “I didn’t see much of her. Why?”
He shrugged also.
Ben grinned. “She seemed far less…frustrated than she did on Tuesday. I think we did a number on her.”
I grinned as I took another sip of my scotch. We’d purposely worked Luci into a frenzy on Tuesday, and apparently, we’d achieved our goal. It hadn’t been with cruel intentions, mind you. We simply wanted to see how far we could push her before she snapped. I was happy to say the woman had far more patience than most people.
“I’m just glad you took the edge off,” Justin said to Ben, leaning back in his chair.
“Took the edge off?” Ben chuckled. “I think I did more than that.”
Justin grinned, but his attention was on his drink. “I wish I could’ve been there to see it.”
“She was far more relaxed today,” Landon noted. “But I think she’s expecting more from us.”
I couldn’t keep from asking, “More how?”
“More attention,” Justin supplied. “I don’t think she was kidding when she made her request.”
“Sexual attention?” I frowned. “More than we’ve given her this week?”
“Yes.”
I glanced at my partners. “I’m more than happy to provide that, but I don’t want to hurt her.” Nor did I want her to think we were simply in it for sex. Granted, the sex was intensely satisfying, but even I knew we needed to get to know her as we progressed. When it came to Domination and submission, it was far more than sexual. There was an intimacy that would forge a bond. That was my overall objective where Luci was concerned.
Not that I was opposed to riding her hard and often. As it was, I wanted far more than I was getting.
“She’s definitely a feisty one,” Landon noted with a grin. “I think she’s gonna give us all a run for our money.”
“She didn’t even bat an eyelash when I called her into my office Monday afternoon and fucked her over the back of the chair.” Justin grabbed his menu as the waitress arrived.
That was something I didn’t want to think long and hard about. I didn’t have any claims to the girl, but truthfully, I wanted more of her time, more of her attention. For myself. And my brother.
Several minutes later we had ordered dinner and more drinks were delivered. While my partners talked about…whatever, my mind was elsewhere. On Luci, to be more specific.
I couldn’t seem to get her out of my head, which was new for me. I’d been a sexual Dominant since I was old enough to know what it meant. I’d never had an issue with women, never gone without sex unless it was my choice. Yet when I thought about Luci, I wasn’t merely thinking about sex.
And that fucking bothered me.
I liked the girl. I liked how fucking hot she was when she came. But I also liked her smile, the way she laughed so easily, and the way she treated people. She was getting under my skin in a way I wasn’t comfortable with.
Glancing over at Landon, I wondered what he thought of her. We hadn’t had much discussion about Luci. Perhaps that was because we both knew she was more than what we’d originally bargained for. Hell, I’d learned that before we even offered her the office arrangement.
“What’s on your mind, Moore?”
Justin’s question pulled me from my thoughts.
“Just tryin’ to relax,” I told him, once again reaching for my drink.
“Or you’re plotting what to do with our feisty little secretary tomorrow,” Justin countered.
I cocked one eyebrow. “Are you saying it’s my turn again?”
He waved me off. “We aren’t taking turns.”
No, technically, we weren’t. We were letting things play out naturally.
Sort of.
I was trying to be cognizant of everyone’s time with Luci. I knew myself, knew if I were to unleash on her, I would dominate not only her body but also her time. It was a part of me that I was attempting to keep reined in.
Unfortunately, if instances such as what played out between Ben and Luci on Tuesday night happened too much more, I wasn’
t sure I would be able to control myself.
And that, I knew, was a recipe for disaster.
Twenty-Seven
THE REMAINDER OF THE WEEK was relatively quiet. With Justin away on business for most of the week and the other three busy handling client issues and concerns, I was able to get everything nailed down for the upcoming quarterly meeting. I was stoked about the opportunity and pleased when my bosses informed me that I would be leading it from beginning to end.
Sure, this was new for me, but not something I wasn’t capable of mastering. Although my messy apartment might not show it, I was quite organized, especially when it came to work. I’d spent my time there implementing some structure that would make things easier for everyone. I had rules set up in my inbox, which highlighted emails from my bosses, flagged those that had key words in them so I would look at them first. I had reminders set up so I didn’t forget anything.
For those things I couldn’t keep on my computer, such as the special requests from my bosses, I set up reminders on my phone. I knew how to be discreet and I was making a concerted effort. So, on Friday afternoon, just a few minutes shy of one o’clock, when I was supposed to go home, I knew when Langston requested me to come into his office that I hadn’t forgotten anything.
Ben had already left for the day and Justin was meeting with a local client, so it was just Landon, Langston, and me.
I grabbed my notepad and a pen, then headed for Langston’s office. Before I reached the door, Landon was joining me.
“I thought you’d be heading home,” Landon said casually as he opened the door for me.
“I was about to,” I admitted. “But Langston requested my presence.”
Landon’s smile was flirty yet devious.
It was obvious he already knew that.
Stepping into Langston’s office, I glanced around, not seeing him at first. My gaze came to rest on him lying on one of the sofas. Not in all the time I’d been working there had I ever seen him so relaxed. It was a good look for him, one I wished I could see more of.
“You wanted to see me, sir?”
Langston’s eyes tracked me as I moved closer.
“I did.” He motioned for me to join him. “Are you finished for the day?”
“Yes, sir. I was about to go home.”
“I need one more thing before you go,” he said, his eyes locked on my face.
“Anything, sir.” My belly fluttered with anticipation. I could see by the wicked gleam in his eyes that they were going to give me a proper send-off for the weekend.
“Put your notepad down,” he instructed. “Then remove your shoes, your sweater, and your bra.”
I wasn’t sure if they knew it or not, but their simple instructions were foreplay for me. The idea of stripping for them, having them watch every move I made caused delicious tingles to stir deep in my core. It didn’t seem to matter where we were or what we were doing, I loved the commanding tones of their directives.
Since he didn’t request that I remove my skirt, I left it on.
“Now come kneel between my legs.”
Langston was lying on the sofa, his head on one cushioned armrest, his feet at the opposite end. He was a ridiculously tall man and he took up the entire length of the sofa.
I crowded onto the cushion between his legs, watching him as I did.
“I want you to demonstrate your impressive oral skills on me,” he stated. “And while you do that, Landon’s going to fuck you. All three of us must orgasm, but how you get to that outcome will be your choice. You can direct things to your liking.”
As I knelt between his legs, watching him speak, I felt both elation and trepidation. I was thrilled about the idea of pleasuring them and being pleasured in return. However, I wasn’t all that interested in directing things. I liked that they took control. I enjoyed them guiding me on what they wanted me to do.
“Is there a problem, pet?”
“No, sir,” I said, forcing a smile. “I’m just thinking.”
“Well, take your time,” Langston said, grinning wickedly.
I glanced behind me at Landon. He was standing there, waiting patiently for me to give them direction.
“Would you please take off your shirts?” I said, turning back to Langston as I spoke.
The rustle of fabric was music to my ears as both men removed their dress shirts, laying them neatly on the coffee table.
That was the only request I truly had, but then it dawned on me. They’d given me the opportunity to direct things as I saw fit. And what I wanted was…
“Now, I’d like to hand the control back to both of you,” I said sweetly.
Langston seemed quite pleased by the request.
“Very well. Come here and kiss me.”
That was an order I could certainly get behind.
Lying over him, my mouth hovering close to his, I felt the temperature in the room increase by several degrees. More so when his big hand ran down my back, over my butt, then beneath my skirt.
Pressing my lips to Langston’s, I moaned when he squeezed my ass, his erection pressing right between my legs where I needed him most.
I loved kissing this man. He wasn’t a sloppy kisser by any means and that turned me on the most. Although he had told me to kiss him, there was no doubt who was in charge. While our tongues dueled, he ground his erection between my legs, making me moan and writhe against him. And when we both pulled back for air, he nodded toward his erection.
“Free my cock, little one. Let me feel those soft hands on my dick.”
I shifted back, once again kneeling between his legs. While I worked to unbuckle and unbutton him, I felt Landon’s hands on my ass, pushing my skirt up.
“Lean forward, sweet girl. I wanna see that pretty pussy.”
I did as he instructed. And since I was kneeling and bent over, I knew he had a perfect view. I was already wet and desperate for them.
Once I had Langston’s steely cock released from his pants, I stroked him slowly, looking up to him for guidance.
“Show me what you’ve learned about deep-throating. And remember, be careful because Landon might not be gentle. It’s been a while for both of us.”
Oh, God. A pulse of desire started between my legs and radiated out through my limbs. His words alone were enough to make me feel the pressing urge for release.
There was a stinging slap on my ass and I jumped, giggling.
“I hope you’re ready, sweet girl. Because this pussy belongs to me now,” Landon said, his tone rough with lust.
“I’m ready,” I assured him as I leaned forward and began teasing Langston’s cock with my tongue.
I worked him over for a few minutes, slicking him with my lips and tongue while I used my hands to knead his balls. It wasn’t until I fully engulfed him in my mouth that I felt Landon’s cock press into me. He had one knee on the sofa, his thigh pressed up against mine as he pushed the wide head inside me.
Moaning, I continued to use my mouth to pleasure Langston.
I realized I was holding back when Langston’s hand was in my hair and he was forcing himself deeper. I hadn’t meant to. I was merely savoring this moment, enjoying the time I had with both of them.
“Show me,” he commanded. “I want to see how deep you can take me.”
It wasn’t easy to focus with Landon gently rocking his hips forward, fucking me in a rhythmic motion that had my pussy clutching him, desperate for more. I could tell he wasn’t trying to push me over the edge.
The hand in my hair tightened. “Focus, pet. Your full attention should be on my cock. I’m the one who gave you instruction.”
Curling my hand around the base of his cock, I took him into my mouth. My attention remained riveted on him and I fought to ignore the sweet friction of Landon fucking me from behind.
“All the way,” Langston directed, guiding my head down as his cock pushed into my throat.
I gagged and pulled back.
“Luci?”
Wiping the slobber from my mouth, I lifted my head and met his gaze.
“Show me what that sweet mouth of yours can do.”
I nodded, then took a deep breath.
A few seconds later, I was doing as he requested, focused on pleasuring him and only him. I forced everything else out of my head except taking him all the way into my throat. I breathed through my nose and worked my lips around his wide shaft. It didn’t take long before he was guiding me up and down, pulling his cock head from my throat and pushing it back in. Over and over, he fucked my mouth and I was lost to the sensations.
While Landon fucked me from behind and Langston impaled my throat, I let their momentum guide me. Their combined grunts and groans echoed in the room, making my body tingle. I was high on them, loving every second of what they were doing. They were using my body, but I wanted it as much as they did and I think they knew that.
“Your mouth…” Langston groaned. “So fucking sweet. Just like that, Luci. Take all of me.”
Langston’s gruff words seemed to spur all of us on. Landon’s hips began to slam into me, driving his cock deeper as I concentrated on taking Langston’s thick length to the back of my throat and holding it there.
Suddenly, there were firm hands on my hips and on my head as both men fucked me. One in my mouth, the other in my pussy. Langston’s cock was no longer thrusting into my throat but merely tunneling in and out of my mouth.
“I’m gonna come,” Langston growled. “Swallow, Luci.”
I moaned my affirmation and was rewarded as his cock began twitching and jerking. I swallowed every drop and only did I release him when he pulled free of my mouth.
“Stay just like that,” he commanded, his hands circling around my wrists as I held myself up. “I want to watch you come.”
I let my head drop back as Landon slammed into me over and over, his fingertips digging into my flesh as he grunted and growled. His sounds were so damn sexy I couldn’t hold back. I was catapulted to the edge of release when Langston cupped my face with his hand and he forced me to look him in the eye.
“So fucking beautiful,” he whispered reverently.
I came, never looking away, my insides coiling tighter and tighter, pushing me into another orgasm as Landon brutally slammed into me, holding my hips against him as he came in a feverish rush.
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