Satisfied 2X

by Nicole Elliot

  Wyatt walked in with him, carrying a large fluffy towel. Jason helped her from the tub, while Wyatt wrapped it around her. The men took turns drying her. They made sure every drop of water was dabbed off her body.

  She knew it would take time to get used to how they treated her. How they made her body theirs.

  Wyatt scooped her into his arms and carried her to the bed. It was turned down and the lights were off. Her heart fluttered.

  Jason walked around to the other side and climbed in as Wyatt placed her in the middle and aligned his naked body against hers. He kissed the back of her neck while Jason planted a kiss on her lips.

  “Good night, sweet goddess.” Jason smiled.

  “We’re going to sleep?” she asked. “Like this?”

  Wyatt pressed his erection against her bottom. Damn, he was hard. She wanted to wiggle into him. She was suddenly less sleepy.

  Jason rolled on his side dragging her arm over his chest. He threaded his fingers through hers.

  “Good night. You need your rest.”

  Wyatt traced a line down her spine, pushing his finger to the edge of her backside. She didn’t realize she was so sore there.

  He whispered, “Soon, baby. I’ll have this soon.”

  Her nipples hardened into Jason’s back.

  “Damn it, Wyatt. I’m trying to sleep here. But fuck her nipples are hard as rocks.”

  Kayla whimpered. “Please.”

  “Please what?” Wyatt’s lips were on her back.

  “One more time?” she begged.

  “She needs to rest, brother.”

  Wyatt was possessive and already turned on. “Want to watch this time?”

  Kayla’s eyes flashed to Jason. “Will you?”

  “You want me to watch?” he asked.

  She nodded. “I won’t take my eyes off you.”

  “Fuck,” he growled.

  Wyatt’s hand cupped between her legs. He pushed one finger inside her as she arched into him. The movements were already part of a rhythm she loved.

  Kayla held Jason’s gaze. She never looked away from the pools of green. It was all she could see—glitter green as Wyatt pumped his fingers inside her.

  And then he breached that forbidden zone. His thumb pushed inside her ass as she crumbled into her orgasm.

  “I can’t.” Jason shook his head. “I need my cock in your mouth, love.”

  She nodded eagerly. Jason mounted her, shoving his hard dick to her lips. She licked the drop of dew before he pushed inside her.

  “Oh, fuck.” He leaned back.

  Kayla fumbled next to her for Wyatt’s cock. Her hands clasped it, and began sheathing it up and down.

  “Oh shit, that feels good, baby.”

  She was coming down from her orgasm, but her body felt alive as she took the two of them to the crest of theirs at the same time.

  Jason thrust to the back of her throat and she pumped Wyatt feeling his body tighten.

  “Shit. Fuck. Shit. I’m going to come,” he groaned.

  “Fucking kryptonite.”

  And just like that they both exploded. Jason down her throat and Wyatt was like a geyser taking off over her hand. The warm goo oozed between her fingers.

  “Your mouth is so fucking hot like this.” Jason smiled down at her as he carefully pulled his cock from her mouth.

  She wiped her lips.

  “Now can you sleep, you little siren?” he teased.

  She nodded. Full sleep had finally hit her.

  Wyatt strolled to the bathroom to clean himself and returned with a towel for Kayla. He wiped her down before climbing back in bed.

  “Shit, baby. You might be more than we bargained for.”

  They were warm and strong. Protective. There hard bodies would keep her safe tonight. She fell asleep sandwiched between the two most amazing men she’d ever met in her life.

  Eighteen

  Wyatt

  The kitchen was quiet. The coffeepot made a bubbling sound as the water filtered through the grounds. Wyatt cracked an egg in a bowl and began to whisk, adding milk, salt, and pepper.

  Last night was fucking astonishing.

  He thought they’d have to work slower with Kayla. But she wanted everything all at once. The things she could do with her body. The sounds she made. She was like a gift from heaven planted at their feet.

  He poured the omelet mixture into a hot pan. Saturdays were usually work days. But this weekend was different. He and Jason would have to catch up with report reviews during the week. This weekend was all about Kayla.

  He was determined this was going to be her perfect weekend.

  Jason staggered into the kitchen. “Coffee ready yet?”

  “Yeah. Where’s Kayla?”

  Jason walked to the counter to pour a cup. “Still sleeping. I think we wore her out. The last time might have been too much. You think?”

  “She’s stronger than you give her credit for.”

  Jason jumped to the counter. “She’s a fucking rock star.”

  Wyatt sprinkled bacon in the center of the omelet and let it cook. “She’s everything we’ve been looking for.”

  “I don’t know how I didn’t fuck her last night.”

  “I appreciate that.” Wyatt looked over his shoulder.

  “I know how much you want her virgin ass. I didn’t think it was right to take her pussy first.”

  “Much obliged.” He stirred the omelet into a flip. It looked perfect golden brown.

  “What’s your plan here?” Jason asked.

  “What do you mean? I’m cooking breakfast for the three of us.”

  “I see that. I’m not talking about the damn breakfast. I’m talking about her. About the debt with Rudino.”

  “I’m not going to renegotiate the terms. She works for us for a year. That was the agreement.”

  Jason took a sip of coffee. “You don’t think that’s going to be complicated?”

  “I don’t see the problem.”

  “The problem is the girl we’re fucking is now an employee. We’ve steered clear from that for a long time. Let her out of the deal.”

  “Think about it this way.” Wyatt placed the first omelet on a pan and placed it in the warming oven while he made the second. “If she’s at the office we have more time with her. We have the lounges between our offices. She’ll understand our world. She’ll be involved in Miller-Wentmore. She will know us better than any woman before.”

  Jason clutched the coffee mug. “When you say it that way it sounds like a perfect plan, but that dick in HR has been on our asses for years for hiring pretty girls.”

  Wyatt waved the spatula in the air. “I don’t give a shit about him. I want Kayla at the office. She’s smart. She’s done more for us in the past three weeks than Lana did in six months. Her brain is out of this world. She is the total package, bro. Listen to me on this one.”

  He lifted the mug. “I don’t disagree. I’m only worried about her. She shouldn’t feel like a commodity, and this deal makes her that.”

  “I’ll talk to her,” Wyatt offered. “Will that make you feel better?”

  “Yeah. You can gladly have that conversation. That’s your job anyway.”

  “Job?” Wyatt raised his eyebrows.

  “You know. You’re the serious one. I’m the light-hearted fun one.”

  “Bastard, I can be fun.”

  Jason laughed. “I’m fucking with you.”

  “Why don’t you get down here and cut up some fruit? Kayla will be up soon.”

  “Fine.” He hopped from the counter. “Don’t you have the Sanderson call today?”

  “I’m going to reschedule. This weekend is about her. She’s finally accepted this. I’m not screwing it up.”

  “Did you print out an itinerary for us?” Jason laughed.

  Wyatt shot him a look. “No.”

  “What should we do when she wakes up?”

  “I thought about the vineyard. If you’re up for it.”

 
Jason nodded. “I think it’s a great spot for us to spend the weekend. I’ll pack after breakfast.”

  “And call the chef and tell him to stock the kitchen.”

  “Got it.”

  They worked in the kitchen, preparing breakfast for Kayla. A woman they both wanted to make happy.

  Nineteen

  Kayla

  Kayla stretched her hands forward. The pillow in front of her was empty. Then she wiggled backward, but Wyatt’s hard body was gone too. She bolted upright. It hadn’t been a dream. She was in her new bedroom. She let out a sigh. It was real. This was completely real.

  She caught the aroma of coffee. There was a silk robe and pair of sheer panties laid out at the end of the king size bed. She smiled, crawling forward to put on the panties and wrap the robe around her chest.

  She made a quick stop in the bathroom. It was fully stocked with luxurious soaps and face creams. The labels said there were pearls in the mixtures. She washed her face and brushed her teeth. She couldn’t help but notice the glow on her skin. Her eyes were brighter. Her skin practically shimmered from the afterglow of so many epic orgasms.

  She hadn’t even been drunk. It was the intoxication of Wyatt and Jason that led to every move she made. Their hands. Their mouths. Their husky voices in her ear. Her spine tingled. They had promised more. So much more.

  She padded off to find them.

  She was greeted by two big smiles in the kitchen. It made her feel warm down to her toes.

  “There she is.” Jason jogged to her first. “How’d you sleep?” He kissed her gently.

  Her eyes fluttered open. “Like Sleeping Beauty.”

  Wyatt walked from around the granite island. He leaned down for a kiss. “Good. I loved how your body felt next to mine.” He reached for her hand and led her to the kitchen.

  She stopped to take in the view. She could see the entire city from here. It was breathtaking.

  “Breakfast is served.”

  The three of them sat down to eat.

  “Did you both make this?” She took a bite of the bacon cheese omelet. It was delicious.

  Jason piped up. “Wyatt’s the cook. I just eat.”

  “It’s good. Thank you for doing all this.” She realized their eyes had trailed down to her breasts. The silk tie had loosened. Her tits involuntarily perked under their gaze.

  Wyatt cleared his throat. “We’re headed to the vineyard for the night after we eat.”

  “The vineyard?” Even the coffee was perfection. Everything was so good. “I didn’t know there was anything like that around Chicago.”

  “It’s not here. Napa Valley. We own several estates. We though a night away from the city might help you relax.” He winked.

  Oh God. Everything they had was filled with innuendo. Was tonight the night? Was that what he was implying? She wanted it, but she wasn’t sure she was ready no matter how desperately she wanted both of them at the same time.

  She nodded. “All right. I’d love to see the vineyard. But how do we get there so quickly?”

  “We have a private jet, baby.” Wyatt pushed back from the table. He towered over it when he stood tall. “You can pack while I make a few calls. I need to rearrange my schedule for the week. I might be on the phone with Vicki a few minutes.”

  “Pack? All my clothes are at my apartment. I can run over there.”

  Jason chuckled. “Love, we bought you all new things.” He pointed to rows of shopping bags in the living room. “They were delivered this morning.”

  “Oh my God.” Kayla rose from the table. She walked toward the packages. She peeked in one bag, lifting the lid off a box. There was a blue cashmere scarf, followed by the most exquisite leather boots. There were designer jeans. Shirts. Cute dresses. And then she dove into the pink bags at the end of the row.

  She lifted the sheer lingerie to the light. “Holy shit.”

  The men eyed each other. “We bought that one with something special in mind,” Wyatt added.

  She noticed the back of it was cut out. She held it to her chest. There were more garments in the bag. Lacy bras. Colorful thongs. Everything was delicate and beautiful.

  “I don’t know what to say.”

  “Say you’ll wear them this weekend.”

  She felt the thrill of it run through her. The idea that they wanted her to have expensive clothes and exotic lingerie.

  “Of course.” She smiled.

  “Good.” Wyatt retracted his phone. “I’ll see you two in a minute.”

  She watched him walk away and knew she couldn’t wait for the weekend in the vineyard to get started.

  Twenty

  Kayla

  The flight from Chicago to Napa had been a blur. There was champagne, a full flight crew, and Kayla knew there was no better than view than staring at Wyatt and Jason during the trip.

  Once they landed, the drive to the vineyard estate seemed to take no time at all. Maybe it was because she was sitting between two devilishly handsome men. They talked about business often. She wondered if that’s what they always talked about.

  It would make sense. They had grown a massive empire together. They were a team. And now she was on that team. She was their girl. It made her tingle thinking about it. She wanted to be theirs in every way, but she didn’t know how soon it would happen. They were careful with her. It was sweet and sexy how they worried.

  Maybe she should be worried too. What if it hurt? They weren’t just talking about sex in a place she’d never had it. They were talking about doing that at the same time she had regular sex. Two at once? It was intimidating. Overwhelming. Dirty and wrong. And it was the only thing she could think about.

  There was no doubt they had each claimed what they wanted. Wyatt was going to take her ass. Jason might be getting it ready for him, but she knew he was the one who would make sure she was no longer a virgin in that department.

  Holy shit, she was wet thinking about his cock pressed against her, pushing inside her.

  “Kayla?”

  She jerked her head in Wyatt’s direction.

  “Y-yes?” she croaked.

  “We were asking about a wine tasting. Where did you go?”

  “Sorry, I was just taking in the country side.”

  “Don’t apologize, love. You have to stop doing that.” Jason squeezed her knee.

  “I can’t help it.”

  Wyatt shifted in the leather sit. “Why do you say that?”

  She felt uncomfortable. She didn’t mean to take things to a serious place.

  “Forget it. It’s not a big deal.”

  Jason’s fingers pressed into her skin. “Tell us. We have some time before we make it to the estate. We’re good listeners.”

  Maybe this was her chance to test them. To see if this relationship come be something more than a sexual conquest for her. Maybe in these men she could find actual companionship and love. Her gaze drifted between them. “Do you know how this happened?” she asked.

  “What?”

  “This. Me ending up at Miller-Wentmore. Becoming a bargaining chip. A debt that had to be paid. Do you know how that was even possible?”

  Jason shook his head.

  “Did you ever ask?” she probed. “Did you ever stop to think how I became the debt?”

  Wyatt’s brow creased. “This has something to do with your uncle doesn’t it?”

  She nodded. “I will give you the abridged version. He became my legal guardian after my parents died. He never wanted me. Not once was he happy to have me in his home. He didn’t come to my high school graduation, or see me off for college. He was never involved in my life. Until now. Until he came to me and said I had to do this for him.”

  “Then why did you agree?” Jason looked as worried as Wyatt. “Why put yourself in that position, Kayla? You’re talented. You’re smart.”

  “I made my own deal.”

  “You did?”

  “I never knew when he would pull something like this. When he would try to
drag me into his business. I wanted my own freedom. I agreed to one year at Miller-Wentmore in exchange for a complete break from everything in the family.” She wiped a sudden tear from her eye. “It’s not like he cared anyway, but I wanted it to be final. I wanted him to act like I was dead and we would never speak or see each other again.”

  “Shit,” Wyatt whispered. “You made your own deal.”

  “I had to.”

  “That’s behind you now. You know that, right?” Jason looked at her.

  “Is it?”

  “Of course it is. You have us.”

  She felt the panic rise up. Just the idea that this could slip away from her. “What if this weekend goes horribly wrong? What if you get tired of me? What woman can live up to your expectations?”

  “Hey. That’s not going to happen.” Wyatt tilted her chin in his direction. “That’s why this arrangement is so perfect, Kayla. You have both of us. You’ll never be alone. We’ll always take care of you. Worship you. Give you more pleasure than you can imagine. That’s all we want.”

  “Really?”

  “Really. There’s no rush. We have all the time in the world to get to know each other and be together. That’s what this weekend is about. You get to see us away from the office. Let this be a real relationship, baby. Relax and let it happen.”

  She leaned into his chest. “I don’t know when I’ll believe this is real.”

  Twenty-One

  Kayla

  Nothing prepared her for the vineyard. If Kayla thought the penthouse was unbelievable, then this was epic. Like the city apartment, the house was divided into two wings. One for each of the men. The central part of the house was comprised of an enormous baker’s kitchen, a library, two offices, a ballroom, dining room, and several sitting rooms. The largest of them was equipped with a big theater-sized screen. It didn’t take long for Kayla to realize how much Wyatt and Jason loved football. The games were life-sized on that screen.

  She walked through the rooms in amazement.