Indecent Proposal: A Reverse Harem Romance

by J.C. Valentine

  Suspicion rose on William’s face as he crouched down at the pool’s edge. Accommodating him, Sabrina waded over until she was standing just out of reach.

  “Sorry, angel. It was supposed to be a joke.”

  She shrugged as if it were perfectly fine. “No harm, no foul. Why don’t you come in? The water’s fine.”

  “So you’re not mad? My brothers sure are.”

  “Meh.” She shrugged again. “It’s just water. Besides, it’s not like I died.” She crooked a beckoning finger at him again.

  Still wary of her intent, but being the man that he was, William braced his hands on the tile floor and kicked his feet out, submerging them in the water before lowering his entire body into it.

  Sabrina’s pleasure that he’d listened to her siren’s call displayed on her face in a grin that matched his, and if he were viewing her clearly instead of through lust-filled lenses, he might have seen her true intent. Instead, as Sabrina backed away, he followed, until they were too far from the edge of a quick getaway. That’s when she decided to come closer again, to close the distance…while his guard was down.

  Looping her arms around his neck, she pulled herself up close and personal with his body so they were flush, skin to skin. “You’re rotten, you know that?”

  William had that look of adoration in his eyes as he pushed the matted hanks of hair back from her face. “I may have heard that once or twice before. I really am sorry, angel. I wasn’t thinking.”

  “You’re forgiven.” Lowering her mouth to his, Sabrina took a moment to seal their lips together in a soft but delightful kiss that sent tiny zings of pleasure all the way down to her toes.

  For a moment, Sabrina got lost in the kiss. Pulling her legs up, she wrapped them around his lean hips and locked them at the ankles behind his back. Below the water’s edge, where no one could see, she felt the distinct bulge of his hardening cock pressing against her core, and instantly, she felt an answering rush of heat.

  She could recall with crystal clarity the way that thick member of his felt and tasted between her lips and on her tongue, but she hadn’t had the pleasure of feeling it inside her, moving with the aggressive yet playful quality of his personality that she enjoyed so much.

  Now seemed the perfect time to experience just that, but she had one important matter to address before she got into the business of sex.

  “Wait…wait…” she breathed, her voice husky as she pulled back and broke the kiss.

  William appeared confused. “What’s wrong? Is it the pool? Because no one is going to see us. I promise.” He reached up to kiss her again, but Sabrina covered her hand over his mouth to stop him.

  “No, that’s not it.” She shook her head to reinforce her claim. “I just…wanted to tell you something first.”

  A small smile played on his lips as William looked up at her through glassy eyes. “Tell me, angel. Anything.”

  Sabrina combed her fingers through his hair, enjoying the way the short ends attempted to curl around them, as she adjusted the way her body fit against his, severing the close bond just enough to fulfil her plan.

  “I just wanted to tell you that…” The wicked gleam in her eye was caught too late, and William never stood a chance as she transferred her hands to the top of his head and placed enough downward pressure to lift her body from the water. “Turnabout is fair play!”

  Down he went, and she couldn’t be sure if it was due to her strength, his surprise, or a combination of both that sent him under, but she was cackling like a lunatic, riding a high of happiness at having overcome the trickster.

  From the corner of her eye, she noticed Conner and Ollie stand from their chairs and approach the edge of the pool, assessing the situation. She didn’t have time, however, to gauge their expressions, because in the next instant, the tables were turned and she was falling backward, breaking the surface and gasping her last breath before she was once again submerged.

  There was a moment of confusion and a couple more after a pair of hands pulled her back to the surface before Sabrina could gather her wits about her.

  “I bet you thought you were slick, huh?” William chided as he laughed and pulled her into his body.

  “I-got-you,” Sabrina spluttered, batting hair from her face once again and squeegeeing the water away with her palms.

  “Yeah, you did.” William kissed her hard and fast. “And now I’m going to get you.”

  The next thing she knew, they were trolling water, the ripples breaking against her back until they were replaced by the hard edge of the pool itself. Will’s fingers were already between them, digging under the fabric of her bottoms until they found her still-molten core and, with a barely audible growl, he delved in.

  Sabrina gasped as his fingers filled her, curling and pumping in a heavenly dance that made her shudder and moan and grasp onto him with arms and legs in a bid to be closer—so much closer.

  This was it. She wanted all of him. Every inch. Now.

  “Don’t hog the goods, brother,” she heard one of the guys say, but Sabrina’s head was so far in the clouds at that moment, she couldn’t be sure which one.

  She felt the presence of someone behind her, understood they were getting settled in, their legs framing her shoulders, and still, the reality of what was happening around her hadn’t fully been realized.

  “Plenty of room for one more. Or two,” William said with a devilish look in his eye.

  Sabrina should have been scared of what was coming her way, but she’d been there once before, and this time, she was looking forward to it.

  “I’ll sit this one out,” Conner declared from a distance away. “Keep an eye out and make sure the coast stays clear.”

  “Good idea,” William purred as he singled out a spot on her neck and leaned in to devour it.

  While Sabrina’s head and back were arched to allow him open access to whatever he wanted, William took a moment to pry her loose of him and turn her around so she was facing with her back to him…and her front to Ollie.

  With only a glance, she could see his raging hard cock protruding through his boxers, the slightly darker flesh peeking at her through the partially open slit in the front.

  Her mouth watered and her palms itched to reach in and take what she wanted—what she craved.

  Behind her, William was busy working her bottoms down her thighs and said, “Don’t be shy, baby. Ollie doesn’t bite.” Grabbing hold of her hips, he pulled them back so the curve of her ass fit tight against his pelvis.

  Then she felt the thick, bulbous head of his cock slip between her buttocks and glide across her center before diving deep inside. Sabrina’s fingers gripped the edge of the pool as her eyes closed tight and she shuddered through the first teeth chattering penetration. If at all possible, she dared to think William was even larger than Conner, and that was saying something.

  In front of her, Ollie was growing impatient, and took it upon himself to relieve his cock from its cotton prison, pointing the massive missile straight at her face.

  “Don’t be shy,” he coaxed. “I’ve been waiting all week to feel those pretty lips wrapped around me.”

  For some reason, hearing those erotic words coming from Oliver’s mouth made Sabrina blush. Maybe it was because he was normally so reserved. She certainly knew he was no saint, but this side of Oliver was something she hadn’t seen or had a chance to grow accustomed to, and she found it both sexy and titillating.

  Looking up into his eyes, she held his gaze as she let her mouth fall open and he angled himself, clasping the back of her head with his free hand and pulling her head down until her mouth fit over the head. He didn’t stop there. While his brother continued fucking her from behind, Oliver used her head as if it were on a spring, pushing down as she pulled back until they developed a fluid rhythm as he worked his shaft with her mouth, forcing her to go deeper with each downward plunge, until she was choking on his thick length every few seconds.

  He seemed to enjoy t
hat the most, and she felt his cock thickening between her lips, filling her mouth and her throat to capacity.

  Sabrina herself was so overcome with sensation, her body inundated by the two men, that she had to take turns focusing on which one was doing what to her and where. William and Oliver were aggressive, taking her body prisoner with theirs, pinning her in place from the front and behind so effectively, all she could do was hold on tight.

  Struggling for breath, Sabrina had the passing thought that she’d never been more turned on in her life. She was being dominated, totally and completely, and she loved it! They were bringing her to the brink of panic while delivering body shattering pleasure, and she was teetering on the edge of an orgasm big enough to knock her into next week.

  At the same time Oliver’s face screwed up in a tortured expression and he fisted the base of his cock, pumping it into her mouth at a furious pace, she became aware that William’s fingers were digging into her hips, his own pumping hard enough to send water sloshing over the edge almost obscenely as he, too, thickened inside of her.

  In response, Sabrina’s entire body went on lockdown, every muscle tightening down in preparation for its own release.

  As if they knew what was happening, Oliver gritted out, “Don’t bite down,” and then she felt the hot, thick jets of cum lash her tongue a second before he slammed the entire length of his cock down her throat, forcing her to swallow him down convulsively.

  As her inner walls clamped down and pulsed their release, William cursed and slammed home to the hilt, impaling her so deep Sabrina felt his cock pulsate inside of her as he, too, succumbed to his own earth-shattering orgasm.

  Buried deep inside her, William wrapped his arms around her middle and rested his head in the valley between her shoulder blades, while Ollie pulled his wilting cock from her mouth, giving her a chance to finally catch a full breath.

  Spent, Sabrina rested her head on Ollie’s muscular thigh while he petted her hair in long, luxurious strokes that were tender enough to make her want to cry. She’d never felt more cherished. In truth, she could stay like this forever. If only the moment would last.

  “Incoming.” Conner’s fateful words were spoken moments before a group of teens burst through the doors, whooping and hollering, before cannonballing into the deep end.

  “Looks like playtime is over, toots.” William bit the back of her shoulder playfully and backed off as Oliver stood and reached out a hand to help her from the water.

  On shaky legs, Sabrina made her way back to her chair to dry off and shared a secret smile with her guys. At least they’d gotten in some quality time together. It was going to be hard to top, but she was looking forward to trying.

  Chapter Twenty-Two

  After an amazing couple of days with her guys, Sabrina wasn’t eager to get back into the grind of work. Her mind was far away from schedules and appointments and meetings and was back in her bedroom, her apartment, the pool, and every available surface they could find to have sex on.

  Between Conner, William, and Oliver, it was a wonder she could walk at all this morning. She’d been taken every which way from Sunday, multiple times a day and even more throughout the night, until the point she thought she’d surely break from being ridden so hard and often, but she learned she was made of tougher stuff than she realized because here she was, still standing—er, sitting, as the case was.

  In fact, Sabrina was not only sitting, she was in a board meeting where she was supposed to be paying attention to a sales pitch followed by a briefing on some of the company’s plans moving forward, including acquisitions, which was what she’d truly come for in the first place. Acquiring fledgling and failing companies was her specialty, and she’d brought a lot of revenue to her father’s business through it. It was what had pulled her up in the ranks and given her the clout she now held and everyone was forced to recognize and respect, even if they didn’t particularly want to.

  As her mother once told her, a woman had to work twice as hard and long to receive half the credit of any man. Sabrina had not only taken that advice to heart, she’d executed it in spades.

  “What is your take on that, Miss Colloway?”

  Sabrina snapped out of her musings and focused her attention on the white screen at the head of the table. On it was a projection of graphs and figures in a multitude of sensible colors. She had no idea what they’d been discussing or what an appropriate response would be, so she decided to wing it.

  With an air of superiority and a touch of dispassion, she said, “Sounds good to me. I have nothing to add.”

  James, one of the newest members of the board and arguably the most handsome eligible bachelors, if talk at the watercooler were to be believed, stared at her for a moment, as if he’d expected more, and then nodded and turned back to the presenter, a young Asian man with a taste for expensively tailored suits, and waved his hand for him to continue.

  Sabrina cast a quick glance to her left at Conner, who’d been glued by her side all morning, and cocked an eyebrow. He smiled in response. Clearly, he hadn’t missed her distraction, and judging by the sly look he now wore, he’d guessed why.

  Sabrina could feel her cheeks heating, but not from embarrassment. She was back in that apartment, reliving all the naughty things he’d done to her and wanting more. If only the workday wasn’t so damn long, she’d have him on the fast track to naked and under her right now.

  It was obvious, at least to the two of them, that her head wasn’t in the game this morning, and as soon as the meeting was over, Conner followed Sabrina back to her office under the guise that he needed to “run something by her.” Once they were finally alone, he pushed her up against the wall beside the closed and locked door of her office and kissed her thoroughly.

  “You’ve been driving me crazy all morning.”

  Sabrina panted as she turned her head away and allowed his mouth to travel down the side of her neck. “I can’t imagine why,” she purred.

  “You know why. Giving me those looks, like you want me here and now.”

  “Because I do,” she breathed, reaching between them to cover his cock with her palm. It was already hard and insistent, begging for release. “Looks like someone wants to come out and play.”

  “We’re at work.” He stated the obvious, as if it were a deterrent, but he was the one initiating everything.

  “If you’re so concerned with getting caught, why are we doing this now?”

  He paused for a breath and then returned to kissing a path down her neck until he reached the small open space left by two unfastened buttons, and burrowed in to lick the tops of her breasts.

  “Because you’re delicious,” he finally answered, “and mine. I can’t keep my hands off you, and it’s driving me crazy.”

  “If you’re crazy, then I’m certifiable. I shouldn’t even want this after all the sex we had.”

  She’d lost count after twelve, when it all became a blur of skin on skin and heavy breathing and orgasms galore.

  “Are you saying you’re already sick of us?”

  “I’m saying I should want a break. Hell, my body needs one, but I sure as hell don’t want one.” The last thing she wanted was to miss out on any opportunity she had to feel their eager touches and kisses. At this point, it felt necessary to get through the day.

  How had she reached this point? From distrusting them and preparing to throw them all out of the country to never wanting to spend a moment apart? It was crazy, just like her, and she wouldn’t have it any other way.

  She’d have to send a thank you card to Janet for encouraging her to give them an honest shot. She’d been so wrapped up in her own fears that she almost threw away a chance at something that was starting to feel like the best thing that had ever happened to her.

  She’d distrusted them? The very notion seemed almost laughable now. Even though she didn’t have a shred of evidence to clear their names, she also didn’t have any to condemn them. This whole venture into a relationsh
ip with her guys was based on trust and trust alone. It was a leap of faith, trusting her heart in their hands, and she was coming to think that it wasn’t misplaced after all.

  The fact still remained, though, that Conner was right and they shouldn’t be doing this. At least, not during work hours.

  “Okay, okay,” Sabrina forced herself to say as she flattened her palms on his shoulders and pushed. “We’re at work. We have to play nice.”

  Conner’s face was strained with desire, red from exertion, and it was clear by the way he grabbed hold of the large bulge in his pants and shifted it around that he was in desperate need of attention.

  “You’re right. You’re right.” He made a face as if he couldn’t believe he was agreeing with her. “No playing at work. It’s bad for business.”

  “And worse if we get caught.”

  “And since we already have someone who apparently knows…”

  His words trailed off, but Sabrina didn’t need to hear them to know what he was referring to. They had a witness, a leak…somehow. She couldn’t imagine who could possibly know their secret. Until today, they hadn’t made any moves in public.

  “Maybe it’s just a stab in the dark,” she suggested. “Someone who saw us all together…after dinner maybe, and made some half-assed connection before there even was one just for sensationalism.”

  Conner busied himself straightening his suit and tie and running his hands through his hair, while Sabrina seated herself behind her desk. “Could be, but the fact still remains that it’s true. We don’t need the bullshit that will come with it if word spreads any further and someone takes it upon themselves to get evidence.”

  Sabrina scowled at the desktop. This was all so complicated. And worse, it felt dirty, as if her caring about more than one person was a crime. Indignance filled her. While she’d always been on the right side of history, silently advocating for people to be who they were born to be and love who they wanted to love, she’d never been part of the equation personally. Now that she found herself there, Sabrina was filled with anger that anyone would think they had the right to judge her based on who she chose to have relations with in the privacy of her own home and life.