Their Famous Dominant (Office Intrigue, 4)

by Nicole Edwards

  “True.”

  “Did it bother you?”

  One shoulder lifted slightly. “In the beginning, maybe a little. But I knew you weren’t hurting her.”

  “Oh, I was hurting her,” he said. “Don’t ever doubt that. She didn’t enjoy that spanking one bit. Didn’t mean she didn’t need it, though.”

  I wasn’t sure where this conversation was headed, but I couldn’t seem to look away from the man rooted in place in front of me. At some point, he had removed his shirt, so his chest was now bare, and I wanted nothing more than to run my hands over him, to feel all those smooth muscles beneath my palms.

  His hand was in my hair, jerking my head back as he stared into my eyes. “What are you thinking about right now?”

  “Putting my mouth on you, Master,” I said without hesitation. “Feeling your cock against my tongue.” It was the truth.

  He growled, a deep, animalistic sound that had my cock throbbing.

  “I’m thinking the same thing.” His lips brushed mine. “I want you in my bed now.”

  “Yes, Master.” He should’ve known by now that I would do any damn thing he wanted.

  He released my hair and I instantly made my way across the hall and into his bedroom. Clarissa was in the bed, the comforter covering her nakedness.

  I heard Master’s footsteps behind me.

  “Are you cold, sunshine?”

  “No, Master.”

  “Then don’t cover yourself. I want to see you.”

  She slowly revealed herself to our Master’s hungry gaze as I got into the bed beside her, forcing her to move to the middle. It took everything in me not to reach for her, wanting desperately to touch her, to taste her.

  Master wasted no time shedding his jeans before walking around and getting into the bed on the opposite side, Clarissa between us.

  “Trade places with me, pet,” he instructed Clarissa.

  When Clarissa climbed over him, Master inched toward the middle of the bed.

  “I want your mouths on my cock,” he stated firmly.

  Yes!

  I glanced at Clarissa and noticed she was looking at me, a sweet smile on her lips.

  “Ladies first,” I said, motioning toward Master’s thick shaft, which was lying heavy and hard against his belly.

  I watched in awe as Clarissa’s small hand circled Master’s cock, her fingers curling around him as she leaned over and pressed a gentle kiss to the head of his cock.

  Fuck. I hadn’t expected how fucking hot that would be. I mean, my imagination was rather potent, but this… Fucking hell.

  Master’s hand shifted into her hair. “Suck me, pet. Let me feel that sweet mouth on my dick.”

  Her head lowered, her lips wrapping around the wide crest before it disappeared into her mouth. Master guided her up and down as she sucked and licked, taking more of him with every pass.

  “Your turn, boy,” he said, his other hand motioning toward his dick.

  Clarissa sat up on her knees and I took the opportunity to explore Master with my mouth. He was thick and hot against my tongue and I moaned softly.

  “More of me,” he urged, his fingers twining in my hair as he guided me back down on him.

  I took as much as I could, my eyes closed as I savored the moment.

  For several minutes, Clarissa and I alternated, teasing him with our tongues, sucking him deep until finally Master’s hand pulled my hair, dislodging his dick from my mouth.

  “Now it’s your turn, sunshine,” he stated. “We’re going to focus on you for a while. Lie down for me. Flat on your back.”

  They traded places and I could tell Clarissa’s breathing had increased, because her chest was rising and falling rapidly, but she did as he instructed, her head propped on a pillow as she glanced between the two of us.

  “Are you scared?” Master asked her.

  “Not at all, Master. I’m actually quite excited.”

  “About?”

  “The thought of you and Troy touching me.”

  “Is that what you need?”

  “Yes … Oh, God…” Her head tilted back when Master cupped her breast in his big hand, his thumb flicking over her nipple. “I need it, Master.”

  “Is that all you need? For us to touch you?”

  “No,” she whispered on a moan when he pinched her nipple between his thumb and forefinger.

  “What else do you need, pet?”

  “To touch the two of you.”

  Master’s gaze flipped between us for a moment, but he never stopped fondling Clarissa’s nipple.

  “Do you want Troy to touch you?” Master inquired.

  Her head turned toward me, and she smiled. “Absolutely. Now and always.”

  When I looked up at Master, the subtle nod he offered was all the permission I needed. I allowed my hand to trail over her hip, her rib cage, then up to the breast that was close enough I could practically taste her. I leaned down and licked her nipple until it was taut against my tongue.

  Clarissa moaned softly, her back bowing as though offering herself up to me. Master leaned in and sucked her other breast into his mouth, and for the first time in nine painfully long days, I felt as though this was where I belonged. Right here with the two of them.

  “May I touch you and Troy, Master?” she asked on a whimper when Master bit down on her nipple.

  “Of course.”

  Her hand curled around my erection and I sucked in a breath as I flicked her nipple with my tongue. The shock of her cool fingers against my dick had my stomach muscles tightening. Her hand was so smooth, so soft. And the way she gripped me … there was no hesitation in her movements as she began to stroke. Up, down. Again and again. Slow, exquisite torture.

  I had to pause because I needed to see her hand on my dick.

  Lifting my head, I focused my attention on the way she fisted me, sliding up and down my shaft. I realized she was doing the same to Master, jacking our cocks in unison while the two of us watched her.

  “Sunshine, as much as I enjoy your hands on me, I need to feel your pussy on my cock,” he rumbled in that deep, dark voice that spoke of wicked seduction and never-ending need. “Are you on birth control?”

  “I am. Yes. I get a shot, every three months.”

  He leaned down and kissed her, his lips fusing to hers as he moved over her, his knees settling between her thighs. I was awestruck by how hot it was to have Clarissa’s hand on me while they kissed only inches away. When he pulled back, they were both panting.

  I couldn’t help myself, when Clarissa turned to look my way, I leaned in and pressed my lips to hers. She surprised me when her hand came around behind my head, pulling me closer as our tongues lapped at one another. I couldn’t get enough of her, refusing to stop even when I felt her move.

  “Pull your knees into your chest, sunshine,” Master commanded. “Boy, hold her right leg.”

  A few seconds later, Clarissa’s knees were tucked in close to her chest, my arm curled behind her knee, holding her there as her mouth feasted on mine. We didn’t break apart until she whimpered, her hands fisting in the blankets at my sides.

  When I opened my eyes, I saw Master guiding his bare cock into her pussy.

  “Master…” she moaned, her eyes closed. “Please.”

  “There’s nothing between us, sunshine,” he warned.

  “I know. I don’t want there to be.”

  I couldn’t look away as Master’s bare cock pressed against the slick folds of her cunt.

  “Tell me how it feels, sunshine,” he demanded, but I could hear the desperation in his voice.

  “So good. You feel so good inside me.”

  “Open your eyes, sunshine,” he barked. “I want to watch you suck Troy while I fuck you.”

  My cock jerked from the mere thought of Master fucking her while she sucked me.

  For a moment, Clarissa’s body stopped the gentle rocking motion as I propelled myself onto my knees and crawled closer to her head. Master was watc
hing us as the blessed heat of her mouth consumed my cock.

  From there, on my knees with my cock in Clarissa’s sweet mouth, my hand still holding her leg, I had the perfect view of Master’s cock sliding deep inside her. He wasn’t rushing, but he wasn’t taking things slow, either. The man was perfection in motion, the way his hands gripped her hips, his thighs flexing as he thrust forward and retreated. His facial features were contorted, as though he was in pain. I wasn’t sure if it was because of how good it felt or because he was inching closer to the edge before he was ready.

  “Ah, sunshine, your pussy’s so fucking tight. So fucking wet.”

  She hummed, and the vibrations shot straight to my balls. I closed my eyes momentarily, trying to maintain some semblance of control.

  “Do you like her mouth on your cock, boy?”

  “Fuck, yes. So damn much.” I wanted to slide my hands into her hair to fuck her mouth, but I refrained. I was already so close to losing it. She was blowing my damn mind and I didn’t want to do anything to interrupt that.

  Master began rocking faster, his hips slamming forward as he fucked her. I could see his fingertips digging into her flesh as he held her calves, losing himself in the pleasure of her pussy.

  “Sunshine, I want you to come for me.” His voice became little more than a rough growl. “No, I need you to come for me. Fuck … you feel so good. So fucking good.”

  Master was slamming into her now, the bed rocking with every motion. Clarissa had wrapped one hand around the base of my cock as she continued to lick and lave my shaft. I had no idea how she managed with Master fucking her so roughly.

  “Master!” she cried out, her mouth leaving my cock as her body drew up tight. “I’m coming.”

  The woman was so fucking beautiful when she came.

  Master slammed into her a few more times, but then he pulled out and suddenly, his hand shot out and grabbed my head. He jerked me over as I released Clarissa’s leg, allowing it to fall to the bed. Then Master’s cock was in my mouth. I could taste her on my lips and I hummed my approval, wishing I’d had the pleasure of licking her pussy.

  But this worked, too.

  His hand fisted my hair. “Suck hard, boy. I’m going to come.”

  I hollowed my cheeks, and the moment I did, I felt his cock pulse. The next thing I knew he was coming down my throat at the same time I came, Clarissa’s sweet mouth taking everything I gave her.

  It might’ve taken a lifetime to get to this night, but it was then that I knew what I’d been missing, what I needed.

  And I only hoped the three of us could figure out how to make this work, because the thought of not experiencing that again was one I didn’t much care for.

  TWENTY-SIX

  Clarissa

  I WOKE UP ON TUESDAY morning to find Trent gone.

  What was it with this man disappearing first thing in the morning? He had promised he wouldn’t do that again.

  Troy’s deep voice sounded in my ear. “He’ll be back, I promise. He was here when I woke up.”

  I shifted, cuddling closer to him. “Does he have a problem being in bed with us?”

  “No. He said he had to make a call. Something about the resident Dom position in Dallas. He said he wouldn’t be gone long.”

  Well, at least he had an excuse this time.

  I squeezed Troy and sighed. I remained like that for a few minutes before lifting my head to look at Troy.

  “Good morning,” he said softly, a sexy grin pulling the sides of his lips up.

  “Good morning.” I smiled, admiring the sleepy look on his handsome face.

  I laid my head back on Troy’s chest, enjoying the gentle thud of his heartbeat. I moved my leg so that it was covering his and I inched closer. He was so warm, and he smelled so good and there was something distinctly soothing about being here with him. Perhaps it was the way his fingers combed through my hair, sending tingles along my scalp. I briefly wondered … had I handled the situation differently the last time we woke up together, would things have been different? Would I have been able to avoid the pain I’d endured and caused these past nine days?

  My mind drifted back to last night, to the things Trent had said, to the reaction he’d had to me showing up. I wasn’t the type to ask for punishment, yet I’d openly admitted I deserved it. The look in Trent’s eyes as soon as I’d muttered those words was exactly what I’d hoped for. He and I had a connection on a much deeper level and it became stronger when I willingly submitted to him.

  “Can I ask you something?” Troy’s deep, rumbling voice pulled from my random thoughts.

  “Sure.”

  “Is this how it usually feels?”

  I lifted my head so I could look at him. “How what usually feels?”

  He offered a partial shrug. “The morning after when you’ve … uh … been intimate with two people?”

  I smiled. “Well, for one, I’ve never been intimate with two men at the same time until you and Trent. And since I was the one to sneak out on you last time, this is new for me.”

  His dark eyes narrowed. “Regardless of how that turned out, I’m damn happy to hear that.”

  “Happy?” I laughed. “Why would that make you happy?”

  Troy lifted up, forcing me onto my back as he shifted onto his elbow. He was staring down at me and I noticed his eyes dropped to my lips a time or two. “I like knowing that I’m your first for something.”

  I smiled. “Yeah?”

  “Oh, yeah.” His eyes lingered on my mouth for a little longer that time.

  “Well, I like knowing it, too,” I whispered, then lifted up and closed the distance between us.

  I had absolutely no clue what it was about Troy that I connected with on such a deep level, but there was something there, something that drew me to him, that made me want to lay myself bare—emotionally and physically—and trust him to take care of me.

  “I’m not sure how this works,” he said softly, his lips brushing mine. “I’m not sure if I’m supposed to wait for permission from Master … or if I can simply do what I want to do.”

  “Which would be?” I twined my fingers in his hair. It was so soft beneath my fingertips.

  “To trail my mouth over you.” He pressed light kisses to the corners of my mouth. “To taste every inch of you.” More kisses. “To feel your clit pulsing against my tongue as you come in my mouth the way I did yours last night.”

  I moaned, unable to hold it back.

  “Personally,” I said softly, “I don’t know how it works, either, but I think it’s safe to say Trent wouldn’t have left us in bed together if he didn’t want any of that to happen.”

  Troy leaned closer, his tongue sliding over my lower lip. I opened my mouth and met his tongue with mine. Passion blazed instantly as he sucked my tongue into his mouth, making me moan as the kiss deepened.

  Although Troy was submissive when it came to Trent, there was absolutely nothing submissive about the man right now. He knew exactly what he wanted, and he knew exactly how to go about getting it.

  “Can I taste you, Clarissa?” His voice was a smooth, dark rumble. “Can I lick your pussy and make you come with my tongue?”

  I groaned as my clit pulsed with the promise of those dirty words.

  “Yes.” I tilted my head back when his lips trailed down to my neck. As he worked his way lower, I ran my hands over his shoulders, feeling the muscles shift and bunch as he inched down my body.

  “Spread your legs for me, baby,” he said when he’d made his way between my thighs. “Let me see how pretty your pussy is.”

  My legs fell open as I stared down at him, watching the way his eyes zeroed in on my needy flesh. He didn’t waste time, didn’t torment me for long before he leaned in and kissed my clit. My hands fisted in the comforter when the warm rasp of his tongue caressed the sensitive bundle of nerves.

  Like Troy, I didn’t know what Trent expected when he left us alone together, but for some reason, I didn’t think he would
mind. In fact, I was sure if he was here with us, he would’ve been interested in watching the way Troy’s wicked tongue worked me into a frenzy.

  “You taste so good,” he growled, warm air blowing over my sensitive flesh.

  “Troy … please…”

  “Please what, baby? Tell me what you need.”

  “I need your mouth on me. Your tongue … I want you to make me come.”

  The man certainly wasn’t shy and that was a good thing considering his skill would be a total waste if he was. The man’s mouth was sheer perfection, the way he flicked his tongue over my clit, then delved lower, thrusting inside me. He alternated until I was panting and moaning. When I tried to lift my hips to get closer to his mouth, his hands landed on my belly and he held me there.

  This time, when he focused all his attention on my clit, I knew his intentions were to make me come. I tried to ride it out, loving how good it felt, but it didn’t take long before the dam broke and wave after wave of pure pleasure slammed through my body as I came.

  Trent

  WALKING OUT OF MY OFFICE and hearing those erotic sounds coming from my bedroom was one hell of a way to end a business meeting. While I could’ve walked in on them—whether to join or merely watch—I had opted to give them a little privacy, slipping back into my office. Although this time I kept the door open.

  Oh, sure, I wanted to be part of it, but I also knew when it was appropriate to mind my own business, and at that point in time, it felt right to leave them be. So, instead, I had started looking over the notes Clarissa had sent regarding the contract with Chatter PR Global. I had a few questions I wanted to run by her and only one revision. It appeared I would have to hold my questions until they were finished.

  After a quick skim of the pages one more time, I found myself looking forward to this change. While I knew I couldn’t leave acting indefinitely, this was something I could get behind. Having Troy with me, I felt as though I’d be able to accomplish damn near anything. And should Clarissa take the job here, everything would be perfect.