“No worries,” she murmured with a braver smile. She found herself completely charmed by his easy-going manner even if in the back of her mind, she was ripping his underwear off with her teeth. She blushed furiously at the thought and stammered, “I-I’m always available for you. I mean, for the business. If you have business that needs attention, of course.” More rambling. Fabulous. Penny calmed herself and tried again, saying in a more reasonable tone, “I don’t mind picking up some additional hours if I’m needed.”
“Great. You are definitely needed,” Vince said with a wider grin. “Follow me. Nolan is waiting for us in the den.”
Penny couldn’t stop her gaze from going straight to Vince’s perfect behind as she followed him dutifully through the large house. His tush was something angels probably sang about. It was nicely rounded with plenty of muscle but lean, too. Frankly, Penny wanted to take a bite out of it. She swallowed and focused on being professional and polite when her hormones were starting to do terrible things to her ability to remain either of those things. Would it be totally out of line to beg Vince or Nolan — or both! — to throw her down on the sofa and plunder her body like two pirates bent on obliterating her precious treasure?
Good lord. She was going to hell. But before that, she was going to get fired. Get a hold of yourself, she chastised the inner vixen clawing and scratching and bellowing to be free. Her poor dead father would likely turn five different shades of mortified if he knew the thoughts Penny was having right that moment about her hunky bosses. I’m sorry, Papa! But they’re gorgeous!
Nolan was standing with his back to them, staring out the darkened window with a drink in his hand. He turned when they entered the room and drained his glass before heading to the bar for another. Perhaps he was still eaten up over his break-up with Beautiful Blonde, though it seemed out of character for the man who could easily replace the woman without blinking an eye. “Would you like a drink?” Nolan asked, pausing long enough to shoot her an assessing glance that she felt down to her toes. Had he just...no, impossible. She was most definitely imagining things if she thought Nolan Buchanan had just slid his gaze over her curves as if wishing she were standing there in her skin. She realized she hadn’t answered and stammered a polite refusal even though a shot of whiskey might steady her nerves. The last thing she wanted to appear was unprofessional. Then, he graced her with a brief, yet charming smile, and said, “Are you sure? No one here will mind, I assure you.”
She glanced at Vince and he nodded in agreement. Bolstered by their apparent approval, she amended her previous answer. “If you don’t mind,” she said, watching their reactions as she quickly clarified. “I mean, I never drink on the job. Of course, I’ve never worked from someone’s home either but the same rules apply I would assume.”
He chuckled and handed her a short glass with a finger of something dark. She took an exploratory sip and nearly choked. “What is this?” she gasped, feeling as if her lungs were seizing. A slow burn began creeping up her throat and suffusing her body nicely. When she could breathe again, she murmured with a shaky smile, “Oh, I guess that’s not too bad. I’m not used to the good stuff, apparently.”
“Scotch, even the good stuff, can be an acquired taste,” Nolan said, lifting his drink in a toast and then drained his glass. Vince accepted a glass from Nolan as they both took their seat and gestured for her to do the same. She wanted to slide in between the two brothers but she demurely took a seat across from them in a large, overstuffed chair that nearly swallowed her, which was a feat seeing as she wasn’t what one would call a petite flower of a girl.
“So what can I help you with?” she asked, pushing her glasses further on her nose to regard them with what she hoped appeared to be a professional and capable stare.
“Penny...we have a job proposal for you. A business partnership, if you will, that we think you would be perfectly suited for,” Vince began as he quickly shared a look with Nolan. “We’ve searched a long time for the perfect candidate and well, we can’t think of anyone we’d rather enjoy this particular partnership with than you.”
“Me?” she repeated, her brow furrowing. “Why me?”
“We’ve been watching you for quite some time,” Vince admitted.
“Watching me?” Penny repeated, confused. “I don’t understand.”
“Well, first, let’s talk about your qualifications,” Nolan said. She nodded, openly perplexed. She felt decidedly out of her element and pushed her glasses further on the bridge of her nose out of nervousness. “You’re funny, quick-witted, with a dry sense of humor that suits our personalities; you’re smart and quick to learn; but aside from all that...your most valued asset is...your gorgeous body.”
Penny stared. Were they mocking her? Was this a joke? Her lip trembled but she managed to keep the tears at bay. Somehow she’d thought those days where she was the brunt of everyone’s jokes were over. Suddenly the painful memories of high school rose to jeer at her and the Buchanan brothers were no different than the jocks who had thrown food at her in the cafeteria while making pig noises. She rose stiffly and clutched her satchel tightly as she said, lifting her chin. “I may not be as beautiful as the women who usually parade in and out of your lives but I’m pretty in my own way and I don’t deserve to be mocked by you. Goodnight, Mr. and Mr. Buchanan.”
“Who says we are mocking you? We’ve said nothing that wasn’t true,” Nolan said quietly, his intense gaze causing her to falter. He leaned forward, pinning her with that gaze. “Hasn’t anyone ever told you how beautiful you are?”
“N-no...well, I mean, my dad, but I don’t think that’s who you mean,” she answered. “You think I’m...beautiful?”
“Let me amend my choice of words,” Nolan said. “I think you’re drop-dead, fucking gorgeous with a soft curvy body that was made for a man’s cock. I’ve laid in bed fantasizing about what I’d like to do to you, Miss McDaniel. Does that sound like someone who’s interested in mocking you or fucking you?” His brow arched when she gasped at his bold choice of words. She swallowed, her cheeks heating as the insides of her stomach did a funny flop. She ought to leave. Her boss shouldn’t talk to her like that. It was improper and wrong. Probably illegal, too. But she liked it. Goodness gracious, she liked it. And she wanted to hear more just like it. She sank down in the chair, waiting. Nolan’s lips curved in a sensual grin as he shared a look with Vince. “Here’s the situation, Miss McDaniel...we want you. And we’re willing to pay for the privilege.”
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What did he just say? His proposal shook her out of her shocked reverie. “Excuse me? Are you asking if I’ll be your...whore?” Her cheeks burned. “I’m not that kind of girl. Why would you think that I would be? Just because I’m overweight? Would you ask any of your little blonde bombshells to agree to such a proposal?” she asked.
“Of course not,” Nolan answered, shocking her silent as he added, “Because they weren’t worthy.”
Penny couldn’t help but think of the blonde that had stormed from the office, tears wetting her face and ruining her perfect make up job. “What about your girlfriend?” she asked.
Nolan frowned. “I am not dating anyone.” Suddenly awareness washed over his expression and he chuckled as he clarified for Penny’s benefit. “Mary Alice was not my girlfriend, not that she didn’t have hopes but in the end, the only service I was interested in from her was her skill as an attorney. Unfortunately, her ego was bruised when I turned down her advances.”
“You turned her down? Why?” Penny couldn’t help but ask.
“She wasn’t my type,” Nolan answered, a slow grin spreading across his mouth. “She’s all bone and sharp points. I like a woman beneath me who is soft and yielding, not hard and skeletal. I crave a woman with a body like yours.”
Penny sucked in a tight breath. This felt surreal. She surreptitiously pinched herself to make sure she wasn’t dreaming. Ouch. Nope. Not dreaming. But definitely in the hottest Twilight Zone episode ever. Maybe she was i
n a coma somewhere. Vince joined the conversation, pulling her attention from Nolan. “Penny, are you a fan of literature or history?” he asked.
“Um, yeah, a little bit,” she answered. “Why?”
“What we propose is something similar to the days when men kept mistresses,” he explained as if it were perfectly natural to suggest such a thing when in fact, it shocked Penny to her toes. “Or courtesans,” he added. “The gentleman kept their mistress in fine style while they enjoyed her services and then when their relationship came to a natural conclusion, she was gifted generously. My brother and I are interested in a similar arrangement with you.” Penny could only stare. This was crazy. And yet...there was something startlingly arousing about the whole sordid deal. Vince must’ve sensed her reluctant interest and pressed a little harder. “We are wealthy men. We would lavish you with anything you desired as long as you were our girl. And, to answer your next question, yes, you would belong to us both and there would be times when we’d expect you to accommodate us both at the same time.”
Penny’s eyes bugged. Both? How was that possible? It’s true she was a virgin but she had a basic grasp of the act...suddenly her eyes widened. “Do you mean...one in my mouth and one...” her cheeks bloomed with heat and her insides became slick and warm when Vince and Nolan shared a conspiratorial laugh. “Oh.” She nodded, desperately aroused at the very idea. She squirmed a little in her seat. “I see.”
“Or perhaps one in your sweet ass while the other takes your pussy,” Nolan suggested, almost conversationally. “I’ve been told that’s a particularly pleasurable way for a woman to enjoy two cocks.”
“Would you like that?” Vince asked, watching her keenly.
“I don’t know,” she answered truthfully, peeping at the brothers through her lashes. “I’ve never actually...well, what I mean to say is...I’ve never...no one has...”
“You’re a virgin?” Nolan asked, his eyes lighting with glee. “No one has ever been between those lovely thighs as of yet?”
Penny swallowed and shook her head. “No, I never found anyone I thought worthy of my tr-“ she stopped herself before calling her cherry her treasure “my virginity,” she finished.
“Do you consider us worthy?” Vince asked.
God, yes. She could only dream of giving herself up to a man like either of the Buchanan brothers. She nodded shyly and both Vince and Nolan grinned with open delight. Were they really discussing this as if it were a possibility? Yes. Because Penny was actually considering their offer. “Let’s say I agree to this crazy idea...I would have terms as well,” she ventured, gauging their reactions.
“By all means,” Vince said. “A negotiation. Please continue.”
She drew a deep breath. “If I’m to become your courtesan, you cannot date or have sex with anyone else. It’s not a jealousy thing but I don’t want to worry about disease or anything like that.”
“Fair enough. Of course, we would ask the same. The only cocks you will take into your body will be ours,” Nolan said and she nodded in dazed agreement that they were even discussing something so personal and bizarre. Nolan’s gaze danced with carnal mischief as he asked. “Have you ever sucked a cock?” When Penny shook her head, he smiled, announcing, “Then we shall teach you to suck and swallow. There’s nothing sexier than watching a woman take a load straight down her throat.” He leaned forward, his eyes glittering with open desire. “And I can’t wait to watch you swallow for me, sweet girl. I have a feeling you’re going to love it.”
“And how do you know that?” Penny asked, afraid to exhale.
“Because I can see it in your eyes and in your body language. You’re fairly squirming in your chair. My guess is that if I stuck my finger between your hot pussy folds, my finger would slide in nice and sweet because you’re drenched with desire. The reason you haven’t given your virginity to anyone yet is because deep down you knew they couldn’t give you what you needed. But we can. Sweetheart, by the time your contract is up, you’ll be a changed woman. I guarantee it. And much richer, I might add.”
It was as if Nolan had read her heart and discovered its secrets. It was true; she’d never truly found anyone she felt could satisfy that itch deep within her. Somehow she’d known that a half-hearted, grunting poke in the dark wasn’t going to fulfill her need to be devoured. She needed someone with an appetite that rivaled her own, even if she hadn’t known what that appetite would consist of. She hungered for something she’d never known but she knew with a certainty that as she stared at the brothers, they would deliver everything they promised...and more.
There was a sensual dangerousness about them that took her breath away and frightened her at the same time. The heady combination was intoxicating. Add to the mix their gorgeous bodies and heart-stopping masculine beauty and it was a powder keg of hot, sexual possibility that she was helpless to ignore.
“How much?” she whispered, her heart thundering in her chest.
“Seven hundred thousand for a year of your service. We will provide you with a furnished apartment, of which, Nolan and I will also have a key and full access,” Vince answered smoothly. “Of course, the details of our arrangement will be restricted to the three of us. Your discretion will also be rewarded with a bonus at the end of your term.”
“Will I continue to work at the company?” she asked.
“Yes, however, you will no longer work in accounting. We would prefer to keep you close. You will become our personal assistant.”
“I went to school to be an accountant,” Penny couldn’t help but point out. “Won’t people become suspicious when I suddenly become your assistant?”
“We’ll handle that,” Vince said. “Your concern should remain being the most perfect modern mistress. The more you please us, the more you will be rewarded. I have no doubt you’ll do well.”
“When would I start?” she asked, still a little shocked. “I mean, there are a lot of details to work out.”
Nolan gestured to Vince and Vince produced his iPad. He walked to Penny and put the electronic device in her hand. “If you’re amenable to our business arrangement, sign here. As soon as you sign, we will wire one hundred thousand into your bank account as a good faith payment. The rest will be paid in two halves, once at the six month mark and the final payment on the last day.”
She read the terms and swallowed at the seriousness of what she was about to do but she didn’t hesitate. She signed with the electronic pen before she could chicken out. She smiled tremulously at the brothers and wondered what would happen next. She didn’t have long to wait. Vince tossed his iPad to the sofa and grinned. “We’re going to have some good times together, sweetheart...but first, let’s get a look at our investment, shall we?”
“Now?” she squeaked. “As in...?”
“Exactly.” Both brothers rose from the sofa and stalked toward her. She remained rooted to the chair, almost too afraid to move. They stood before her, identical hungry smiles on their lips as they commanded her to stand. She drew a shaky breath and stood. They grasped her hands and pulled her gently away from the safety of the chair and slowly began peeling her clothes from her body. She trembled and squeezed her eyes shut as her blouse was removed, followed by her bra. She gasped and tried to cover herself, an instinct she couldn’t quell, but Nolan’s firm grip, pulling her hands free from her breasts, made her shake even harder. Within moments she was standing, naked as the day she was born before these two men, as they visually inspected her body with dark, hungry eyes. “Turn,” Nolan instructed in a tight voice. “I wish to see all of you.”
Penny swallowed and slowly turned in a circle, so afraid they were going to realize just how flawed she was. But just as the silence became excruciating, Nolan let out a long exhale as he said, “Exquisite.” Then to Vince, he said, “You were right; she’s perfect.”
“Perfect?” Penny repeated in a surprised murmur. No one had ever applied that term to her. Tears sprang to her eyes. “How can you say that?”
“Your skin is smooth like warm cream and your tits are big and pillowy with tight little rosy buds for nipples that even now beg to be sucked and played with.” As if to emphasis his point, he filled his hands with her breasts and Penny nearly tumbled to the floor when her knees weakened at his touch. He made a sound of approval that bordered on a sexy growl and Penny knew in that moment that she’d gladly do whatever these men wanted of her. They were sexier than any man she’d ever seen and the way they were watching her made her feel more womanly than she could’ve imagined. Suddenly, she wasn’t the awkward fat girl that everyone overlooked, but a voluptuous goddess who was desired and needed. Nolan ran his thumb over the tight tip of her budded nipple and she gasped. He chuckled at her response and suddenly Vince was cupping her breasts from behind, pulling her to him roughly. She let out a startled squeak as he kneaded the bountiful flesh, rolling the sensitive nipples until she was squirming from the heat building inside her. Nolan watched through lust-narrowed eyes as his brother fondled her openly in the middle of the living room. Vince sucked at the column of her neck, marking her with his mouth, creating a sinful bruise that would remain when they were finished tonight. Penny shuddered, loving every minute of it. How had they known what a wanton she was deep down? She wanted them to do dirty things to her, to make her do all manner of nasty things that she didn’t dare admit out loud. But here, right now, she was their property and she’d do whatever they asked. Nolan cupped her pubic mound, pressing with the heel of his palm against the fevered flesh of her most private area. She whimpered when he pushed against the sensitive skin, teasing her with his touch. “So hot,” he murmured with approval. “Let’s see how wet...” and then he slipped his index finger between her folds and she cried out. If Vince hadn’t been holding her, she might’ve simply crumpled. No one had ever made her feel this way before. She didn’t know what to do or how to act, not that rational thought was possible at this point. “You are so responsive,” Nolan said, grinning. “You’re practically dripping on the carpet.”
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