She didn’t see him, though.
But she felt him. Watching her. Her breath caught, and her insides clenched. Her nipples puckered. He was, indeed, on the naughty list.
JAKE WAS WATCHING her. And she knew it. He didn’t know how he knew she knew, but he did. And he liked it.
He hoped to hell she picked out the red, strapless dress with the slit up the front that would reveal a great deal of her thighs. It had just the right amount of sexiness mixed with feminine class. Only a woman as lovely as Maggie, with her beauty, her perfect breasts, and her curvy legs, could do it justice.
From the level above her, he watched the way she delicately bit into her cinnamon roll. At the first opportune moment, he planned to feed her a cinnamon roll while he lost himself deep inside her. Or perhaps afterward. Or maybe before. He wasn’t sure which way would be best. But he knew he wanted to taste cinnamon on her when they came together.
You haven’t talked to me or seen me all week, yet I should drop all my plans and go with you to the Grand-Opening party? she texted back.
He grinned as he read her message. She was innocent and beautiful and delicious. And she had claws. He thought he might be in love. He grinned as he typed a reply. We’ve all been crazy busy. You included. We couldn’t afford to be distracted. Work first. Then we play.
He pressed Send. Waited a few seconds, then sent another text. And I promise you—we will play.
Again he waited, then sent But if you have other plans…
He laughed out loud at her reply. I was going to have tea with the Queen, but I’m sure she’ll understand if I can’t come.
Fifteen minutes later, he was still watching from his hidden perch as she exited Northman’s with the red dress covered with clear plastic. It was the same dress he had picked out in the hope of seeing her wear it. He smiled and sent her another message.
Great choice. Will pick you up at nine thirty. I need to stay here until the mall closes.
He watched her sit down on a bench. Then his phone buzzed with her reply.
Quit spying on me. It’s creepy.
He grinned.
But fun.
Do you know where I live?
Of course, unless you lied on the paperwork you filled out when I hired you.
Then he added another text.
Please don’t wear any panties.
The look on her face—that odd mixture of innocent embarrassment and sexy adventure—was something he wished he’d caught a photo of. He left her sitting on the bench as he turned his attention to the bargain-thirsty Christmas shoppers filling the mall. And while his thoughts were on his job and the mall’s hopefully successful first day, Maggie and the anticipation of the evening were never too far away. And thoughts of Maggie kept his cock hard!
* * * *
Maggie looked at herself one last time in the full-length mirror. Her hair—which thankfully still held the wave she’d hot-ironed in—was swept to the side and secured with a sparkly clip. Her makeup…
Well, she was no artist in that category and would never claim to be.
She gave herself another look. Then again, maybe she was. She looked pretty damn good if she did say so herself.
The black heels were something she could actually walk in without breaking a bone and looked pretty sexy with the tiny decorative straps around the ankles.
And as for the red dress…
She’d never owned or worn anything like it. Ever. After looking at herself in the mirror, she wondered why she hadn’t. Maybe because she’d never had a man—or men—worthy enough of a dress like it. With its low-cut, strapless bodice, fitted waist, and ruffled skirt with a high slit up the front, it had the ability to captivate anyone who looked at her. Maggie could see how an admirer’s gaze could be caught by her sexy black heels and then pulled in by the red dress, all the way up to the ruffles around her bosom. She was, after all, a decorator. Maggie knew what and how to capture someone’s attention. She understood the correct placement of a focal point—and this dress had more than one.
The slit in the front went high enough to show hints of both of her thighs. The fitted waist would keep the eye moving upward. The low-cut, crisscross bodice that covered her breasts was like icing on the cake.
She wore a tiny pearl choker to take an admirer’s attention to her face.
She smiled at the complete picture.
Perfect.
A knock came at the door. She smiled again at her reflection as her heart picked up its pace. It felt as though Jake and Andrew had knocked right on her heart. Whoa. She was getting away from herself. They’d had one date. It just so happened they’d had sex on that date. That didn’t constitute falling in love. Sheesh.
It had been a blustery day, with a promise of an even more blustery evening. Maggie glanced outside and saw the trees waving. She grabbed the fancy fake-fur wrap she saved for special occasions and headed for the door.
She stopped short upon seeing the man on her doorstop. He was neither Jake nor Andrew.
He wore a dark coat and held a chauffer’s hat in one hand. “I’m Alex. Your ride…ma’am.”
Maggie looked beyond him and saw the dark limousine idling at the curb.
They’d sent a limo for her?
“Wow.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
Thank God it wasn’t raining. Although the cold wind blew in gusts, the night was clear. Stars twinkled. The moon was bright and looked close, almost as if she could reach out and touch it. Maggie maneuvered her wrap about her shoulders and prepared to dash to the car.
They were giving her a ride in a limo! She’d never ridden in anything so extravagant before and felt like giggling. She made herself a mental promise to give them both an extra kiss under the mistletoe.
Alex opened the back door for her.
The sight before her stopped her in her tracks.
Both Andrew and Jake waited in the comfortable compartment, sitting opposite each other on the facing seats, looking immaculate in their tuxes. Tiny lights that looked like Christmas lights around the interior of the ceiling lit the car with a soft, romantic-atmosphere glow. They grinned.
“Are you going to stand out there all night, beautiful?” Andrew asked.
Maggie climbed in, and Alex slammed the door. She sat next to Andrew. Jake switched seats and moved next to her, sandwiching her between them.
“You do look stunning,” Jake said.
“Thank you. I wasn’t really sure I would come or not.”
Jake raised a brow. “Oh?”
“I’m pretty sure you’ll come. Before the night’s over.” There was amusement in Andrew’s voice.
“Oh, I don’t know about that,” Maggie said smoothly. “After all, both of you have been very naughty, not seeing me or touching me or kissing me all week. I was pretty sure one of the rules was that I wasn’t going to just be your sex slave.”
Andrew cupped her chin and turned her to face him. He kissed her soundly. When he finally took his lips from hers, it took her a moment before she could open her eyes.
“I texted you. You were just as busy as we were, getting ready for the grand opening. We could not afford to be distracted.”
“I distract you?”
It was Jake’s turn to kiss her. “Immensely. It was hard enough watching you from afar. See?”
He took her hand and placed it on his crotch, letting her feel through his slacks his hard cock.
Maggie noticed the screen was up, separating them from Alex. The windows were tinted, but moonlight and street lights still filtered in. With the dim lights of the ceiling, Maggie could see each of them well. “I do see. I feel too.” The limo started moving. She had no idea where the party would be held, but the limo promised a smooth ride.
Jake placed his hand over hers and rubbed his cock. “And you, Magpie, were pretty busy, too, getting the decorations up. We didn’t want you to be distracted either. We would have had to add your name to the naughty list if you had still been u
p on that ladder when the door opened and the mob of shoppers rushed in. I might have had to deduct from your pay.”
“That was pretty kind of you, but I’m thinking that the two of you just might have to make up for your lack of attention.” It was impossible to even sound remotely irritated with either of them when they were this close. She tried to calm her skipping heart from their near proximity—she was sandwiched between them, after all—but found it impossible. Testosterone filled the small space, and Maggie wasn’t certain what she wanted first.
“How about some attention here?” Andrew asked.
The strapless bodice of her dress barely covered her as it was, so it took little effort for him to fold it down and free her right breast. His hot mouth suddenly covering her made her gasp.
She might not know what she wanted first, but she did want it. Hell, she wanted it all.
“Let’s see if you followed instructions.” Jake slid his hand up the inside of her thigh and brushed his fingertips against her heat. “Oh yes. No panties, but hot and wet.”
“With the slit in this dress, I have to be careful how I sit, or everyone will know.” She spread her legs apart to give him better access. He slipped two fingers deep inside her. She groaned, the sound overly loud in the car.
Andrew sucked on her nipple, making her pussy tighten, then pulled off with something that sounded like a kiss. “Don’t worry. We’ll keep you covered.”
Before she could reply, Jake began to finger fuck her in rhythm with the contractions she was feeling. In what felt like less than ten heartbeats, her entire insides quaked.
“Damn, you feel so wonderful. I’ve hardly been able to think of anything else,” Jake said.
When she turned to face him, he covered her mouth with his. On his tongue, she discovered a hint of mint, and she found she was as drawn to his taste as she was his touch. His tongue tangoed with hers as he pumped his fingers into her. It felt as if he were trying to reach her soul with each thrust. Then Andrew sucked her nipple hard, and Jake teased her clit with his thumb. Together, they both left her shuddering as she cried out and came.
For a long moment, as the car moved smoothly onward to their destination, there were only the sounds of their breathing.
“You could have at least called me sometime this week,” Maggie said when her heartbeat and thoughts returned to normal. “I thought maybe you guys didn’t like me.”
“Are you kidding?” Jake asked, his voice amused. “I watched you all week and tried not to be distracted. I was very worried we were not going to get the mall open today.”
“I could have helped relieve you of some of your stress,” she offered.
“I’m so sorry neither of us had time for you to do that.” He tucked her hair aside and kissed her throat. “And just so you don’t ever worry about it again, we like you. A lot.”
“Good.” She’d never had any relationship that had happened so hot and fast, so she didn’t know how this should work. She did know that she enjoyed both Jake and Andrew and wanted this relationship to continue, even though it was a different path from any she’d ever traveled.
“And although I’d love for you to suck me off here and now, we’re almost at the party. I’d hate to get there and be caught in the middle.”
She met Andrew’s gaze. “I’d hate for you to be uncomfortable too.” She flashed him a devilish smile. Truth be told, she’d love to see him squirm with need for her all night. It would be a little like all the hot need that had plagued her this week when she didn’t hear from them.
“Speaking of uncomfortable, I’d like to make a request,” Jake said, drawing her attention.
“Yes?” When she turned to face him, he caught her and kissed her deeply. His kiss left her breathless and needing more. “Anything.”
She really was ready to give him anything…everything.
He pulled a small box from his pocket and held it out to her.
A gift? Perhaps a necklace different than the pearls she wore. After all, he had suggested she pick out a red dress. She opened it and stared.
“What…is it?” She had a pretty good idea, but she wasn’t certain. She’d never seen one. “Is it a butt plug?”
She caught Jake giving Andrew a glance, then he gave her a sheepish grin. “It is. While Andrew is very, very into mouths—how one on his cock makes him feel, and how he likes to put his in various places—”
“I understand that.” It was an understatement.
“And I’m not, in any way, shape, or form, against having my cock in your mouth,” Jake continued.
“I know.”
“I also like to put my dick in other hot, tight places. If you’d be willing, I’d like to put my dick in a different tight place on you, a place where I don’t think anyone else has ever touched. Am I right?”
“Yes.” She forced the whisper out, her entire body feeling alive with anticipation and fear. It felt as if she held a live electrical wire.
“Would you be open to trying something new?”
While Jake asked his question, Andrew kissed her throat, sending more shivering current through her. If he was trying to distract her, he was doing a damn fine job.
She worked to find her voice. “Yes.”
“This will help get you…acclimated. I will make sure to start you out with a small one. The last thing I want to do is hurt you.”
“I know.” She hadn’t known either of them very long, but she intuitively knew she was safe with them.
“I’d like to put this in you now.”
Had she heard him correctly? “Now? Before the party?”
Jake kissed her again. “Yes. I want you to wear it to the party. I’ll be gentle. And I have plenty of lube. If at any time you can’t handle it, it’s done.”
“Promise?” Shit. This was like climbing into a roller-coaster seat with no bar to hold on to. She swallowed past the lump in her throat. “What if you put it in and I don’t like it?”
“Then I take it out. Simple as that.”
Andrew continued kissing her throat, making coherent thought almost impossible. “Okay.” Oh God, did she just agree? Yes, she did. Andrew leaned back and took her with him so that she was lying on top of him.
“Put your knees up on the seat, sweetheart.”
Why was it so easy to just do what they asked?
Because every touch, every kiss was so incredibly wonderful. In one day of beautiful, mind-blowing sex, they’d managed to open a whole new, exotic, wonderful world to her. And she wanted to please both of them as much as she wanted to explore that new world they’d offered her.
Andrew kissed her, filled her mouth with his tongue, and kneaded her breast as she rested on top of him. The sudden touch and heat of Jake’s hands on her thighs sent a tingle through her as he moved the skirt of her dress up, exposing her thighs, then her entire bottom.
Andrew pinched her nipple, making her insides clench, as he kept her mouth fully occupied. Jake’s fingers on her ass made her suck in a breath. Then his lips on her butt cheeks seemed to set her skin on fire.
Something cool touched her ass. She figured it was the lube.
Then an unfamiliar heat unlike anything she’d ever experienced filled her. She groaned, and then a gasp escaped her. The odd, unfamiliar sensation of having a plug pressing against her was counterbalanced by the touch of Jake’s tongue and lips on her ass. He ran his fingertips down the length of her crack. His touch electrified her and made her shiver.
Andrew paused in kissing her. “Too much, sweetheart?”
She took several deep breaths. “It’s intense, but I think I can handle it.”
Andrew grinned. “That’s my girl.”
Then she felt the continued warmth of Jake’s fingers as they slid down past her ass and over her clit. His hot, wet mouth joined his fingers for a moment. Then he stopped, and she felt his touch once more at her butt.
She thought she’d come again.
Maybe she couldn’t handle it. Maybe
it was too much. Maybe…
And then it was inside her, seated deep. It warmed her. Filled her. It was frighteningly exciting, like a fun secret. She shifted. It was a little tight. She could see where the butt plug could be painful if she moved the wrong way.
Most of all, it made her want…both of them. She wanted Jake’s hard, huge cock filling her while the plug pressed from the other side. She wanted Andrew’s dick, too, while he sucked her nipples.
Hell, she nearly came just thinking about them and her.
“You’ve got about two seconds to decide.” Jake’s words whispered over her skin as he pulled her skirt down. His fingers slipped over her thighs, sending tingles through her body. “We’ve just reached the party.”
“Leave it.” Fuck, she hoped she could pull this off.
Chapter Five
The party was held in the restaurant at the historic Ainesworth Hotel, one of the oldest hotels on the East Coast. Candles and a thousand tiny lights created a festive yet romantic atmosphere that Jake found endearing. Maggie’s expression of awe as she took in the hotel was priceless. He had to agree, the architecture of the place was astounding. He wondered if her amazement was enough to make her forget she had a butt plug in. Her perfume was something exotic and flowery and spicy. It enveloped him, enticed him, and made him want to be closer to her. His heart still hammered at the thought that Maggie had not only accepted his gift, she’d actually allowed him to place it inside her.
“You aren’t uncomfortable, are you?” he whispered.
“I think as long as I keep standing and don’t sit down, it’s all right.”
“Promise you’ll say something if it gets too extreme. I don’t want to leave it in too long, especially since it’s your first time.” The smile she flashed him seemed to reach in and grab his still-skipping heart.
“I promise.”
In his world of business, a promise, a person’s word, was sacred. He looked around the party and saw many people he trusted, business associates and their significant others. He always made a point of inviting everyone who helped grow the empire of malls he and Andrew had created. He also recognized a few people who weren’t directly involved but knew him by association. He hoped to not only keep Maggie in his and Andrew’s world, but to introduce her to their business world as well. Not that he planned to share every aspect of her, of course, but her talent for putting together decorative scenes, her eye for color and theme, was a very special and needed commodity. Not everyone had her sense of design and execution.
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