Satisfied 2X

by Nicole Elliot

  “Shit,” she scolded herself.

  She took a seat behind her new desk, trying to focus on the task she had. She had to run the marketing department. She was in charge of getting advertising expenses back under control. She needed to develop a comprehensive online presence that would guide the company forward. There was enough work to keep her busy for the next year easily. The path to freedom was to directly increase profits from her campaigns. The only way to forget about the fraternity brothers was to dig into these projects.

  It might be the only way to save her sanity.

  By the end of the day, Kayla looked up from her desk, realizing she had worked ten hours without laying eyes on either brother. It surprised her. She didn’t know if she expected to show up with another offer for three-way foreplay. Is that what they called it?

  She rubbed her stiff shoulders. They ached from being hunched over her computer most of the day.

  She turned off the computer and stood to leave. She looked at each of the doors. She was tempted to open one. She faced the one on the right and thought about Jason’s deep voice. About his firm lips. How they felt on her neck.

  And then she pivoted to the left and knew on the other side of that door was a man with more sex appeal than was legal. Perfect hands. Serious eyes.

  She moaned a little in the back of her throat before grabbing her bag and rushing out of the office.

  Not tonight.

  Nine

  Kayla

  After two weeks at Miller-Wentmore Global, Kayla had almost forgotten about her first night there. She had done nothing but work for two weeks straight. She spent tireless nights hammering out proposals, assembling a new team, and getting a handle on the department. She hadn’t launched the platform, but she knew she was only a week away from the launch. This next week with the team was critical.

  They were going to be in meetings non-stop, and she would have to work hand-in-hand with the tech team to ensure the roll out was flawless. It was hard to ignore the excitement she felt about her work. Even if she was here because of a debt, she had started to like the work. She had complete control over the team. Her vision was their vision. It was empowering, not to mention fun to run a powerful global division.

  She had barely seen Jason or Wyatt in the last weeks. On occasion she would pass one of them in the hall. But the door knobs in her office never rotated. They never knocked. Never dropped by. It was as if that encounter with them never happened. Sometimes she wondered if she had conjured it up. She wouldn’t be the only woman to meet the co-CEOs and fantasize about them. But together? Two men at once? That was beyond her scope of imagination, until now.

  By Friday night she started to worry the launch wasn’t going to happen in time. The only light in her office came from a small desk lamp. She huffed over the latest budget numbers. The team was giving her pushback on the new designs.

  “Something wrong?” Her skin prickled when she heard his voice. She looked up to see Jason standing in the doorway.

  She held her breath. “You scared me.”

  “I didn’t mean to do that. I would never intentionally do that.” He walked deeper into the office.

  She shuffled the papers together on her desk nervously. “You’ve never used that door before.”

  He shrugged. “Thought I’d give it a try, but I didn’t actually expect to find you here.”

  “I was going over the new campaign numbers,” she explained.

  “Ahh.” He nodded. “On a Friday night? You don’t have other plans?”

  “There’s a lot riding on my success,” she quipped. She didn’t know if they considered her position at the company as servitude.

  Her head whipped to the side when the door creaked open from Wyatt’s office.

  “You are working late.” He walked inside her office with three glasses of bourbon. He placed one in front of her and handed one to Jason.

  She didn’t know what to say or how to react, only that her body was already tingling with excitement when it wasn’t supposed to. Was there a chance there could be a repeat of the last time she was alone with the two of them?

  “I was telling Jason how much I have to do to give you what you need for the department as the terms of my hiring.”

  He sat on the edge of the desk. She realized what a domineering presence his body had. How wide his shoulders were. How solid his arms were.

  “Funny because Jason and I were also talking about how you could give us what we need.”

  Shit. Did he just say that?

  She pressed her knees together to keep them from quivering. She was grateful he couldn’t see what was happening under the desk.

  Jason held the bourbon glass. “Have you given any thought to our offer?”

  “Offer? What offer?” she blurted too quickly. She covered her mouth with her hand.

  Jason laughed. “I think you know exactly what offer. We wanted to give you some time to think about it.”

  She needed the bourbon—all of it and fast. She guzzled until the glass was empty.

  The brothers eyed each other.

  “I didn’t know you were serious. I thought it was some kind of joke. I thought you were making fun of me.” She looked at Wyatt and then Jason. She didn’t know whose eyes were more beautiful. She wanted to get lost in both of them.

  Wyatt placed his glass on the desk, moving closer. “I’m always serious, Kayla.” He cupped her chin tipping it upward. She didn’t expect his lips to brush over hers. She sighed before his tongue pushed twisting and flicking over hers. The kiss grew deep and furious quickly. It was instinct when she wrapped her hands around his neck, drawing him closer.

  She heard Jason clear his throat and it shot her back to reality.

  She pushed off Wyatt’s chest. But Jason was next to her and spun her in her swivel chair so his legs pinned hers as he leaned in taking her mouth tenderly and softly. She purred into him. Oh God, what was happening this time? She was being spun in a cyclone of passionate kisses.

  Jason pulled back.

  “Does that help with your question?”

  “I-I don’t know what you’re asking me. I don’t know what’s happening.”

  Wyatt moved in front of her, so he and Jason were side by side. “Kayla, we don’t fight over women. We never have. We made a pledge years ago that wouldn’t happen. And it turns out the best way to keep that from happening is to find the right woman together.”

  Her eyes widened. “I don’t follow.”

  “What my brother is trying to say is that we want you to be that woman. We want you, equally.”

  She reached for the desk. “I need more bourbon.”

  “Here have mine.” Jason handed her what was left of his drink. She inhaled it. “Is that better?” he asked.

  She nodded. “I think so.”

  “We can offer you so much,” Wyatt spoke slowly. “So much, baby.”

  She looked into the depths of his dark eyes. There was no doubt he could give her something she’d never experienced before, but she turned to Jason. His green eyes shimmered in the dim light. His eyes offered something completely different—something mischievous and fun.

  “Give it a chance,” he prodded.

  “I’m practically a virgin,” she blurted out and then hung her head in shame. “I’m sorry. I’m not experienced enough. I’m sorry—I’d only disappoint you.”

  “Hey.” He tipped her chin up to meet his gaze. “Don’t ever apologize. You could never disappoint us.”

  Jason came around behind her, resting his hands on her shoulders and slowly massaging into her neck. “Practically, huh?”

  She nodded, giggling. “I mean I’ve had sex, but never with two guys. And never—you know…never…” She couldn’t bring herself to say it. There was only one way a three-way would happen and she’d never even thought about experiencing sex in that place. That forbidden place.

  She thought she heard both men groan at her words. What had she said?

  “Co
me home with us,” Jason urged.

  She laughed. “I-I’m not that brave.”

  He pressed into her shoulders again. It was hard to ignore how good his hands felt.

  “Let’s talk about it then.” Wyatt held her gaze. “What are you scared of?”

  She wanted to shout out all the things running through her head. She wasn’t some kind of sexual goddess. She could never handle both of them. What if she didn’t live up to their expectations? What if she failed them?

  “I’m too embarrassed to say.” She licked her lips. “I don’t even know what questions to ask. That’s how new I am to this.”

  “You must want to know something.”

  She nodded. She wanted to know how it would feel. If she could do the unthinkable. Since she had been at Miller-Wentmore, she had soared in her new position. She wondered how much more she could learn.

  “Are you two…do you two…do you need me for it the whole time?”

  The men laughed louder than she thought possible.

  Jason looked at Wyatt. “I think she’s asking if we’re gay.”

  “Shit. That was the wrong thing to say I guess,” Kayla mumbled.

  Wyatt tipped her chin up. “Baby, we are not gay. We only fuck women. And yeah, we know our lifestyle isn’t traditional, but we’re successful because we think outside of the box. Sex like this is out of the box. We want you to experience it for yourself.”

  Jason added to Wyatt’s explanation, “And to answer your second part, yeah we need you. This has nothing to do with us together. You are the perfect missing piece.”

  Jason’s hands moved lower, caressing between her shoulders and down her spine.

  “I don’t see how it could work. How do you not get mad or jealous? Do you see everything?” She gulped, knowing she sounded like a teenager having sex for the first time.

  “Are you aware men like porn?” Wyatt asked.

  She nodded. “Yes. I know that much.”

  “Then think of it as live porn. We get to watch the most beautiful woman in the world being fucked. And we get to join in when we want. It’s virtual porn, baby.”

  “Oh. I didn’t think about it like that.”

  Jason squeezed her shoulder. “We get that it’s unconventional, but you’re brilliant, Kayla. You’re turning marketing on its head for the better. And a smart sexy gorgeous woman knows when she’s being offered something unique. An intelligent woman knows when an offer isn’t on the table for long. She knows how to seize unbelievable opportunities.”

  His words made sense. His compliments were working. The two of them were hard to deny. They were seductive and persuasive.

  “I have an idea, brother.” He talked over her head to Wyatt.

  “And what’s that?”

  She was just as curious. She wanted to know what solution there was to this impossible dilemma. Kayla was paralyzed with erotic fear. Her clit had started to throb when they openly discussed that this was about sex. The two of them having sex with her. It made her shiver until her panties were soaked.

  Jason spun the chair so that she was now facing him.

  “What if for one night you had a chance to try it with no commitment, Kayla?”

  “What do you mean?” She knew she looked as confused as she felt.

  He continued, “we’ll start slow. One at a time. It’s only tonight. And then you can think about if you want. But the offer is good for only one more week.”

  Wyatt cleared his throat. “Another week?”

  Jason nodded. “Three weeks is generous of us, Kayla. Extremely generous.”

  “How would I try it?” she questioned.

  Wyatt put both feet on the floor and walked toward the door that led to his office.

  “Have you ever opened this door?” he asked.

  “No.” She had been scared what would happen if she had given in to her curiosity. As if she couldn’t control her desire to see him.

  He smiled. “That’s too bad. I think you’ll like this room.”

  It was as if she was under a spell. A kind of trance. She couldn’t help but rise from the seat and walk toward him.

  Ten

  Kayla

  Wyatt held the door open as she inched closer.

  “I won’t bite,” he teased. “Unless you want me to.”

  She felt the heat rush to her cheeks. “Very funny.”

  As soon as she was over the threshold she realized the room was like a sitting room between her office and Wyatt’s. If she hadn’t been passing through she wouldn’t have considered it unusal. But upon closer inspection she realized there was a small bed at the end of the room. There was a TV, magazines, a wine fridge. It was the perfect escape from everything in the office.

  She turned back to look at him. “It looks like a place I could steal a nap on these twelve-hour days.”

  “Or something else.” He arched his eyebrows.

  “Oh.”

  Jason appeared next to him.

  “Take off your clothes, Kayla,” he spoke gruffly.

  She immediately covered her chest with her hands. “What?” She was wearing her favorite power suit. It was black.

  “Take them off. We’ll turn off the light and then we’ll return one at a time. No talking. Understand?”

  She nodded. She was slowly starting to understand what they had suggested.

  “But how will I know who is who if there is no talking?”

  Wyatt grinned. “That’s the point. You won’t.”

  Jason’s hand landed on the light switch, casting them all in darkness. “Tonight is our interview, love. If you like it…we promise you even more.”

  Before she could question what they were doing again, they closed the door and she was alone in the dark.

  “Holy shit,” she whispered, trying to find her breath.

  She shook as her fingers trembled with the buttons on her blouse. It was primal instinct to want to do this. There was no way she was going to let herself find a moral or ethical reason to back out of their offer. One night. That’s what Jason had said. She could interview them and think on it for the week.

  One night to feel them. To feel good. To have power over them. She wasn’t going to turn it down. She wiggled out of the skirt and kicked it to the side. It was impossible to see anything in the room. She took baby steps until she made it to the bed. The backs of her knees hit the mattress as she fell backward. Just then the door cracked open, but she couldn’t make out the silhouette of who it was.

  She heard his footsteps coming closer and then big strong hands were on her. Wyatt. She was sure of it.

  His mouth collided with hers in the dark. She sucked at him greedily, tasting the bourbon on his lips. His body was warm and solid. She knew she shouldn’t be doing this, but she couldn’t stop if she wanted to. His hands were all over her, exploring her skin.

  His made a trail of kisses against her neck and to her breast, biting her nipple between his lips.

  “Ohh,” she moaned.

  He grunted in satisfaction.

  His lips kept traveling. They coasted over her ribs, stopping to kiss her navel. His hands moved to her knees, pushing her wide.

  The instinct to feel embarrassment or shame was gone. They couldn’t see each other, only feel. It was erotic and scandalous. She stiffened as a finger trailed between her slick folds. She had been wet before she undressed—now she was coated in her own juices. She gasped as he pushed his thick finger inside her. It had been two weeks, but she remembered how he controlled her pussy. He pumped in and out and she felt her stomach clench as she tried to hold on to the budding charges in her core.

  Just as the orgasm began to build, he withdrew his finger and in one swoop, Kayla was on her stomach.

  “Oh.”

  He pulled her to her knees. Her palms flattened onto the bed so she was on all fours. She didn’t know what was going to happen next, but he didn’t make her wait long. There was no time for wild guessing. He swirled his thumb along her entrance
before making a trail to her ass.

  She tried to tuck her hips under her. No man had touched her there. Nothing had every breached that forbidden zone.

  He tried again, pumping his thumb in and out of her pussy, which she couldn’t hide how much she enjoyed. She rocked her hips upward, meeting his rhythm. Before she could prepare for his next move while he was fucking her with his thumb, his tongue landed on her ass, circling the tight ridge of muscles to the forbidden zone.

  “Oh God,” she cried. She wanted to pull away from him, but it felt good. So sinfully good as he pushed deeper inside her pussy with his thumb while the heat of his tongue moved deep at her back door.

  Her legs moved wider.

  She heard him whisper, “That’s it, baby.” And she knew without a doubt it was Wyatt.

  She loved it. She loved this moment. She bucked wildly, his tongue pushing in her ass, his thumb thrusting in her wetness. There was a tight spiral of electric sensation against the ridge she never knew existed.

  “I-I can’t control it,” she mewed, panting hard to fight off the climax.

  It hit her with sudden force and violence as the orgasm started in an unfamiliar place and spread through her body. She clenched his tongue, gripped his thumb. She shook uncontrollably, lingering in the aftershocks. Wyatt had given her something no man had. Then the bed rose as he stood. He kissed her lips, thrusting his tongue in her mouth.

  She closed her eyes, reveling in the contentment she felt.

  His footsteps faded and then the door opened and closed.

  She was alone in the dark.

  Eleven

  Kayla

  It didn’t seem long before the door opened again. There was no way to tell time inside the dark recesses of the room. There were more footsteps. She sat forward to try to see who it was, but the light behind him blocked his face. She thought it was Jason, but what if they both were here, or what if Wyatt had decided he wanted her twice?

  Her body was zinging with sexual energy. She didn’t know she could have an orgasm like that and want another one. But it was all she wanted. She was wet and aching for it. She couldn’t wait for Jason to touch her. To bring it to the surface.