by J. L. Beck
I am holding my breath and my whole body is shaking.
“So, I ask again, do you know what happens to bad girls?”
I smile and know he’s playing a game and I love it. “Umm, bad girls get fired?” I reply.
His deep, rich laugh falls over me. “No, they get punished.”
What?
His warm hand smooths over my ass as the cool air hits my skin. He slips his hand under me and eases his strong fingers into my panties.
Oh, wow. Oh, wow!
He eases two fingers inside me.
I gasp as I feel him enter me.
“Mmm, wet. Very wet,” he mutters and begins plunging his fingers into me.
I am going to die! I am! It is heaven and I feel myself gush over his fingers. I knew Jake was like this and that act of subservience last night… was just an act.
“Yes, you are almost wet enough and now, you have pleasure, but you are still a bad girl.”
SMACK!
OH!
He just slapped my ass!
While pumping me with his fingers, he keeps spanking my cheeks.
No man has ever spanked me. Then to finger fuck me while he’s at it? Oh god, it is sooo hot. My cheeks burns as my clit throbs and he is hitting my G spot with his fingers…Oh, I am going to come. Yes, hard—so hard. I knew he would play a woman’s body like this. I just knew it!
He eases up on the ass slapping and again, caresses my cheeks. “Yes, this sweet ass is mine. I wanted to see it before. Your skin is perfect and now pink.” He thumbs my clit.
I groan as I gush some more.
“I love having your cream on my fingers and when I get a chance I will…” He pulls out of me.
I gasp at the withdraw of such pleasure. I turn my head to see Jake licking his fingers.
“…Yes, taste you. Just like honey. I could eat you all day.” He catches me peeking and raises a dark brow. “You are naughty.” He rubs my ass again. Smack. Then he thrusts his fingers into my pussy again. Pumping me like mad.
I am squirming and I do in fact beg, “Please I’m going to—”
He laughs as he plunges up high and slaps my cheeks again. “Yes, you will come for me, sweet Jenna. That’s a girl come on my fingers.”
I gasp at the sound of his deep voice as he is working me over like I never imagined a man could do. I feel myself coming all over his fingers, as he demanded while he squeezes my ass cheeks with his strong hand, further enhancing my orgasm.
I am breathless as I gush. “MMM,” I moan.
“Now that is the sound I wanted to hear.” He again, chuckles.
Jake sits for a minute allowing me to catch my breath. All while he caresses my bare cheeks with his warm hand.
After another minute, he raises me up to set me on my feet. Pulling my skirt down into place, he winks at me. “Thanks for the file.”
I am a little wobbly on my feet as I say breathlessly, “Y-you’re w-welcome?”
He stares at me again with those wicked dark eyes. “Fucking adorable.”
I make my way out, feeling like jello and gingerly sit at my desk, feeling dazed and my ass is sore. Did that just happen? I scoot in the chair and wince.
Oh yes, it did Jenna. It did.
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Micah
God, seeing her at work is torture. Then acting normal while at work is the same. After tasting her skin, and seeing her sweet body? I have always been in control of my urges. I have dated girls for weeks and never pushed them into bed. So, this feeling of yearning is fairly new for me.
I can see it is the same for Trevor. Even though he got a taste of her, he still looks desperate.
Then the way Jake is acting today. Like the cat who got the cream. I pause. He wouldn’t! At work? We discussed this last night. Agreeing we would protect her and no sex in the office.
I narrow my eyes at him as he came out of his office at 5 pm.
He just grins at me.
Jenna wasn’t at her desk she was down the hall with Dottie.
Trevor walks up, takes a look at him and instantly knew. “What did you do?”
He shrugs. “Just work.”
I am still glaring at him.
Jake sighs and steps in close as he whispers so no one else will hear, “Nothing really. I just had to…I needed to…”
Trevor looks incensed. “Man, you can’t do that here.”
I nod. “If you ruin this for us, I swear.”
Jake looks upset. “Dammit. I always have control but I just had to.”
We are glaring at him.
He raises his hands up as he realizes what we are so mad about. “Oh, no. I didn’t do that. NO!”
We both relax a little, but he still did something to her.
“Hey guys.” Jenna arrives at her desk.
We all turn to look at her.
She smiles. “So, what’s with the little meeting?”
Trevor and I swing a glare over at Jake.
Looking puzzled, Jenna looks back and forth between us. Her eyes land on Jake and she lets out a soft sigh.
FUCK!
I’m about to lose it. Jake took it over the line again.
“Okay, okay.” Trevor shakes his head. “Into the office.”
We all stare at him.
I motion for Jenna to go first.
Jake rolls his eyes and turns to head in there.
Trevor pauses as he looks out at the office and hall before he closes the door. Turning, he folds his arms over his wide chest. “So what happened today?”
Jenna looks panicked and swings her gaze over at Jake.
He raises his hands up.
She bites at her lip and looks up at us. “I-I he…”
We wait.
“Okay, so I turned her over my knee,” Jake admits.
Trevor looks thunderous and steps close to him. “I told you not to ever hurt her!”
“What?” Jenna asks looking upset.
I step close. “Guys.”
They turn to look at me. I motion to Jenna.
“I-I don’t want you two to ever fight over me.” She turns that hazel eyes gaze at me. “None of you. If I ever come between you, I am gone.”
We all audibly gasp.
Trevor looks upset. “It isn’t like that. I mean if you and Jake…or you and Micah. That’s okay. But…”
Jenna looks between us all. “But…?”
Jake glances over at her. “He thinks I’m like twisted and need to hurt women to get off.”
Putting her hand over her mouth, she blurts out, “NO! No, that is not what happened.”
Trevor seems to relax.
“I wouldn’t ever hurt her,” Jake says quietly.
Jenna shakes her head and whispers with a breathless tone in her voice, “He spanked me.” She met his gaze and blushed. “And did other things. I-it was…I can tell you that it didn’t hurt!” She giggles. “Oh no, it did not hurt.”
Jake relaxes and nods at us, looking smug.
The asswipe.
Jenna now looks over at me. “Listen you guys. I am actually glad we are like…Discussing our parameters? I mean, this is so new. Plus, like I said, it would break my heart if I came between brothers.”
We all get tense. We have to remember in the future to never allow her to believe she has.
I step close. “Well, you won’t. We just cannot expose you to getting caught out and having you embarrassed either. So we had agreed nothing happens at work.” I give Jake a side glance. “Or so I thought we agreed.”
Jenna looks nervous. “He gave me nothing but…p-pleasure. Honestly and yes, I agree that we shouldn’t do anything here. While it may be tempting…” She looks at each one of us. “You are right and it wouldn’t do well for your reputations either. I thought about that earlier. It would be awful.”
So she wants to protect us? I look at my brothers and they have a stunned look too.
“Dammit, woman.” Jake steps close to her as if he wants to grab her up.<
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I step in front of him.
“What? I can’t touch her?”
I shake my head. “I want to touch her too. After yesterday…” I look over at her. “I want to do everything with her.”
Jenna gasps and her cheeks go pink.
“Dammit, so cute!” Jake grits his teeth.
He’s right. The woman is divine, sweet. I’m also glad he sees it too, like I do.
Jenna smiles nervously and raises her chin. “I am happy to hear you say that, Micah.”
I’m puzzled.
She steps closer. “I-I decide last night. I want it to be you.”
I shake my head confused.
She laughs nervously. “Come on, you know what I’m talking about.”
My eyes widen. “Y-you are saying…”
Nodding, she continues, “Micah—would you…I mean. I want you to pop my cherry,” she blurts out.
My brothers gasp.
She swings her gaze over to them. “I-I’m sorry. I don’t mean to hurt—”
“No…” Trevor cuts her off. “It won’t hurt our feelings, Jenna. We all…” he pauses.
“We all discussed it and he should be the one to,” Jake just states it outright.
Her eyes round. “Y-you discussed it?”
Oh, crap. I am nervous about her knowing this. “They just feel—I mean that I…” Dammit, I can’t even talk! This girl has me all wound up.
Jake again, takes over as is his way, “Jenna, we want you. I want you in every way there is under the god damn sun. In every position I can manage.” He stops talking and glances at us. “Well? Say that you two don’t?”
Trevor nods. “All night, all day. On the bed, under the bed… anywhere at all.”
Jenna stares at them.
“Me too,” I admit. “I have thought of nothing else all day except you Jenna. After yesterday…”
Jenna stares at all three of us. Next, she does the oddest thing, she grabs Jake then me. She kisses our cheeks. Next, she grabs Trevor and does the same. “And you all say I’m cute.”
We all stare at her. Like we are all thinking…Is this girl real?
She tilts her head back and laughs at our expressions.
“That laugh,” Jake whispers.
She stops and stares at him.
“I want to hear it more.” He nods.
“Me too, and I will compete for that. To see who can make you laugh more.” Trevor grins at her.
“You guys are just so…” She now looks at me and steps close. “I was going try to lure you into a trap and jump you.”
My eyes widen.
She laughs. “Well, you are yummy, Micah.”
My brothers chuckle at this.
“So?” she asks and stands really close to me. “You name where and when and it will be up to you as to how.”
I stare at her while feeling rock hard again. This wonderful girl is giving herself to me! “I would be honored,” I say quietly. “But it has to be special, wonderful. Not in an office or…” I look over at Trevor and scoff. “…under a bed.”
Jake starts to laugh. “Yeah, man under? How in the hell would you even do that?”
Trevor grins as he shakes his head. “Hey, if there’s a need, I will find a fucking way.”
We all three roar with laughter
Jenna laughs with us.
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
Jenna
So, I did it.
No, not the real deed yet, but I committed to it.
Am I nervous?
Fuck yeah?
But I’m also so excited. We set up a date for today, Saturday, I have been through my closet, tossing clothes to my bed like a madwoman. What to wear? To wear to your…Deflowering? I again, laugh like a nervous teen. It’s like my Birthday or something. I look over at the clock. It’s two and I have less than an hour till he comes and picks me up.
The green silk dress? The blue paisley?
I throw my hands up in the air and feel like I am insane.
I’d better hurry.
Okay, green it is. It matches his eyes. I grab it up and clutch it to me. Those deep emerald eyes. I sigh. Oh, god I think I might… I sit down on the bed and shake all over.
I LOVE MICAH?
No, no… How can that be?
Well, you have chosen him to…
I bite at my lip. Yes, I always said...I would have to love the guy, but this takes me totally off guard. Yes, I mean I like all three of them, but he’s the one that has crept into my heart. Okay, I admit it. I think it was the day he came up to my car, out of breath looking like he just climbed a mountain.
He ran down thirteen sets of stairs just to make sure I didn’t leave without him.
Has a guy ever done anything even close to that? I shake my head. No…But love? It has been just under two weeks since he wandered up to my desk and gazed at me with those sweet eyes. The world was in them. I know it sounds silly and over the top, but I remember the clench in my gut at that very second.
I look down at the dress. Okay, I cannot tell him. I mean what would he think? I gaze off into nothing. A guy like Micah is like most girl’s dream of a man. He’s nice like some that I’ve met but he is also so much more. Like that painting he did of me. It looked like me, but it was swirling in these colors and they all mixed to be… I look up at the mirror.
The color of my eyes?
Why hadn’t that hit me before?
Like he immersed my image into the color of my eyes. How cool is that?
But…
Love? Like falling IN love? I am shaking now. Calm down Jenna, you were a case of nerves before and now you may need valium just to act normal. I shake this off. Just one step at a time.
I get dressed, pick out shoes, apply a little light perfume. I hardly ever wear any. Finally, I just use a little light green eyeliner and some burgundy lipstick.
I look into the mirror and release a breath.
Am I ready?
I hear my doorbell and jump.
OH1 It’s time. I’d better be.
I grab my clutch and look around.
Come on Jenna, you have everything. I rush down the hall and stop at the door. My palms are sweaty and I blow on my free hand. I take a deep breath and let it out as I open the door.
Micah, tall good looking and hot, smiles at me and his smile drops.
Okay, it started out good then he looks stricken.
“What is it?” I ask panicked as I look down at my dress and shoes.
“I-I…” he stutters.
I look up at him.
He is dressed in a button up shirt and those expensive slacks he often wears. Yummy, yummy, no doubt about it.
“Am I dressed wrong?” I ask with trepidation. Dammit, I should’ve worn the blue one!
“Wrong?” he repeats back at me. “NO! I just wasn’t prepared.”
I tilt my head at him.
“I mean you are drop dead gorgeous and I thought for a minute that I might just drop dead.”
I stare at him and as usual for me, without any filter, I laugh hard. Dammit, he is so cute.
He grins and takes my hand.
I gaze into his eyes. I’m caught in them. Trapped. I think of it again. I do love this guy! I do! I swallow heavily.
“Okay, now that I started off weird…are you still going with me?” he teases.
I blink my eyes. “Of course, Micah. I would go anywhere with you.”
Again, he pauses. He wears a stunned expression as he pulls me to the hall and locks my door. “You got your key?”
I nod.
He locks my door and takes my arm.
The touch of his hand makes my stomach flutter. I try to act normal. But I cannot seem to pull it off as much as I want.
He walks me through the lobby.
One of my neighbors is there at the mailboxes. A woman named Star…I roll my eyes. Yeah, so not her real name or her real boobs either. Now, this woman is really drop dead gorgeous as Micah put it. Long legs, l
uscious lips, curves and those tits. No man could walk by her and ignore her. No man. I mean it is just natural for a guy to gape at her. I see it every day. I always feel a little plain next to her at the mailboxes. I mean any normal woman would.
She stares at Micah and her mouth drops open as we walk by.
I look over at Micah and he doesn’t even see her!
Oh my god, he really doesn’t!
I look back over my shoulder at her and give her a wicked wink.
Yeah, Star. He is mouth wateringly yummy and…I giggle aloud. You haven’t even see the other two! I feel supreme all the sudden. Then I check myself. You’re lucky that’s all, lucky as shit. Like some lottery winner of 900 million dollars lucky. I keep giggling.
Micah maneuvers me through the door and smiles at me. “What’s so funny?”
I bite my lip. “Lotteries.”
He blinks his eyes. “Lotteries?”
I am laughing as he has my elbow and steps up to a green car. I halt.
“Is something wrong?” he asks nervously.
I shake my head. “I-I. I-it…”
He laughs a little. “It’s my car.”
I nod, stunned. “Not just a car! It’s a Shelby! A 1968, GT 350!”
Micah’s jaw drops.
I walk around to the front acting like I’m meeting some movie star or something. “And it’s mint!”
Micah steps over to me. “You like it?”
“Like it? Oh, my god! And the color is…” I look over at him. “Almost exactly the same as your eyes!”
He chuckles. “Don’t let my brothers hear you say that. They already tease me to no end about this car.”
I gasp. “Why? Are they nuts?”
He stares at me. “My god. Jenna, are you from this earth?”
I bat my eyes. “What?”
“How on earth did you even know what kind of car this is?”
I smile. “I love them is how! Well, my dad did. He…”
Micah looks flushed suddenly.
“I-I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have acted like…” I’m not sure what just happened.
He smiles hugely at me. “Special. One in a fucking million.” He grabs my elbow and takes me to the door, opens it and motions for me to get in.
I peer in at the white leather interior. “Oh, my god!” I get in eagerly and sit on the soft seat.
