by Ladd,Ashley
Need or not, she had no desire to bring herself to release. Not after this morning.
She stood and returned to the mirror, gazing at her unfettered breasts behind the white silk blouse. The tips of her nipples poked against the soft fabric. She straightened and the aroused peaks became more evident. If she looked hard enough, she could see the faint shadow of her areola, too. The muscles in her cunt flexed in reaction.
She panted, trying to breathe away her arousal and only succeeded in inhaling the scent of sex. Oh lord! Could she actually leave the room like this? She was a walking bundle of ‘fuck me now’ energy.
What would her superiors think? She bit her lip and noticed how her eyes sparkled. At the moment, she didn’t care what they thought. She was already hired. Her work was valued. They wouldn’t fire or demote her for not wearing a bra and only three people in the room would know she wasn’t wearing panties.
Thankfully, the plug wasn’t visible through her clothes. She couldn’t have gone along with that.
This weekend might have started out purely as a business trip, but now it was about Christopher and Jason. For someone who’d always been business minded, it was as if she’d lost her mind.
About time, too.
* * * *
Jason paced the lobby. “How long should we give her?”
Christopher leaned against one of the posts facing the lifts. He glanced at his watch. “It’s only been fifteen minutes.”
Jason leaned his shoulder against the post for a moment then took off pacing again.
“Uh, mate…” Christopher said, trying hard not to laugh. “You should have just fucked her. Why didn’t you?”
His lips quirked. “Truthfully? I figured once I started—once I really started—I wouldn’t be able to leave the bed. I would have wanted to stay there with her all day. And now…I’m terrified that we scared her to death and she’d not gonna show. And if she doesn’t, I’ll bet my cock she won’t let us past her bedroom door again. I don’t even care about that part either. Well I care, yeah. But really, I just want to be with her.”
“Yeah. Me, as well.”
“How can you be so bloody cool about it then?”
Cool? His insides were a huge jumble right now. Sleeping with a co-worker wasn’t exactly the way to be taken seriously at the job. Or in life. Unless things worked out, which he hoped they would. Still, if things worked in his and Jason’s favour and Dana indeed wanted them, they’d still have issues. Their little home town was about as straight-laced and uptight as a place could get. One man married one woman. End of story. No one was gay. No one had a ménage fling let alone a relationship. Couples didn’t live together unless they were married.
Two men and a woman in love would stand out.
He glanced at Jason. Perhaps they’d have to discuss moving.
The bell over the lift rang and he grabbed Jason mid-pace and turned him towards the opening doors. Dana stood there, more gorgeous than ever, a beauteous smile on her face. This wasn’t the pinched smile she used at work nor the playful or naughty grin. This was a full out toothy smile.
She headed for them, her happiness never fading. “Yes,” she said. “I want you. Both of you.”
“Even though we’re younger?” Jason asked. Christopher knew the root of that question. Jason had put up with being treated as an inferior youth for his entire life. The youngest of five children, he’d been babied. When his mother had died, that coddling had only intensified. Even now, his older sisters were sure he couldn’t function on his own. He didn’t want anyone thinking of him like that…especially Dana.
“Even though.”
“And even though our taste in relationships is considered…ah…deviant by some,” Christopher asked.
“Even though.”
“For how long?” he pressed on.
“Christopher!” Jason admonished.
He shook it off. “Dana, I don’t want you to do this because it’s taboo and exciting. We’re not a walk on the wild side.”
“Christopher,” she whispered. Gently, she pulled his head towards her and reached up to kiss him. Her mouth slowly opened, caressing his, worshiping. His hands loosely bracketed her waist as her soft lips feathered against his. “I said I wanted you,” she repeated. “Not your image.”
“What about me baby?” Jason laughed. “I have a complex too.”
Leaving his embrace, she pressed into Jason’s arms. Christopher bit his lip as she pressed her pelvis to his friend’s. Lucky bloke…but then, he had one coming.
“You’re perfect for me,” she told Jason and kissed him in much the same manner.
“Hot damn, English chicks are hot!” exclaimed an American youth who happened to be sitting in the lobby nearby. “Didja see that?” he asked his friend. “She’s with both guys.”
Dana giggled and pressed close to Jason, pulling Christopher into their embrace as she peaked over Jason’s shoulder at the boy.
“You got a sister who lives near here?” the other American asked.
“Sorry boys,” she laughed. “No sisters and I’m not British.”
“Holy crap! You’re American, too. Let us know if you wanna come play with the hometown boys.”
Christopher growled under his breath, turning his deadly gaze on the pair.
“Or not,” they both said, cringing back into their chairs. “Jeez, touchy people.”
Yeah, he was touchy. Dana belonged to him and Jason. No one else had better…touch.
* * * *
Dana was still laughing when they returned to the hotel hours later. Christopher and Jason had dragged her all over London. As soon as they’d learned she’d always wanted to see London Bridge, they’d taken her, showing her the Thames and introducing her to the Tube along the way. She’d seen Big Ben, a famous cathedral whose name she couldn’t recall and the inside of a very questionable pub. But the food had been good.
A silly grin curved her lips at the memory. Hands had wandered underneath their table in a dark back corner, stealing beneath her skirt, while she’d caressed both their cocks. And every time one of them was close to coming, the waiter would appear. She’d been ready to scream with frustration, until Christopher had squeezed her clit while Jason’s fingers darted in and out of her. She’d pressed her mouth into Jason’s shoulder to suppress her howl as she’d climaxed right there in the middle of pub.
She’d insisted they leave the waiter a really big tip.
And poor Jason…
Still hard with no relief in sight.
Afterwards, they’d strolled through Hyde Park enjoying the sun and the chilly spring breeze. Dana had been enchanted by the greenery in the middle of the thriving city. Surrendering to her wanton side, she’d considered suggesting the guys find a secluded place…but even her wanton side didn’t want a run in with the police—or the bobbies, as Jason had called them at one point during their jaunt.
All too soon it was time to return to the hotel and attend the meeting.
* * * *
Jason followed Christopher and Dana down the hallway to Dana’s room anticipating what would surely follow when they entered. They had an hour and thirty before they needed to appear downstairs and all of them were vibrating with barely restrained sexual energy.
Christopher dropped back to talk to him when the neared the door and Dana went on. “I think I’m going to go to our room and go over the presentation.”
Jason looked at him as if he was high. What the hell…? He glanced at Dana, then back at Christopher questioning him. “We know it backwards and forwards.”
“You know it backwards and forwards. I could use a little refreshing. And you could use a little—well, I appreciate what you did this morning.”
Suddenly, he understood. Damn for a brilliant scientist, he was thick sometimes. For some reason, Christopher was clearing out so he could be with Dana. “Are you sure? You don’t owe me anything. It was just the way things happened.”
“I’m very sure. Look, w
e both have to face it. Most of the time it will be all three of us, but occasionally we’ll each have some alone time with Dana. I’m not jealous or resentful of that and I know you don’t work that way either.”
Jason looked at him, feeling the fuzzy kind of feeling one only found with family. “Love you, mate.”
Christopher made a sound in his throat, laughing as he looked away. “Plonker.” He shook his head. “Always knew you’d say it first.”
“Always knew you’d avoid it.”
Christopher punched him in the shoulder and he punched back.
Dana cleared her throat. “Should I just go read a novel?”
Jason dashed to her side, dragging her into the room. “Absolutely not!”
As soon as they entered the room and the door shut, Dana dropped to her knees and opened his fly. “You’ve been so patient,” she said, shoving his pants and boxers to his knees. She immediately took him into the warm cavern of her mouth. He reached for the wall for support.
Her hands stroked up the back of his thighs until she cupped his ass. Gently, she squeezed, pulling him towards her as she took him deep in her mouth. Her wicked tongue flicked along his length, before she pulled back and flattened it over the head.
The whole while she gazed up at him, her eyes worshipful as she loved his cock. His balls drew up as she worked him, his mind focused on her mouth and the way her lips stretched around him.
Circling his base with her hand, she began a rapid forward and back motion and his fingers curled against the wall. “No, Dana. Baby, you’ve got to stop.”
He pulled back, popping free of her lips. As cool air touched his skin, he almost regretted stopping her. Quickly, he tugged off his shirt and stepped from his pants.
Dana came willingly as he pulled her to her feet. Even through her shirt, her breasts felt so good against him. He pulled out her shirttail and worked his hand up beneath her shirt until he found her exquisitely shaped breast. He knew some women complained that they were too small at this size, but he found her perfect.
She shuddered as he brushed his thumb over her nipple. Corresponding satisfaction filled him. He liked bringing her pleasure. He loved watching her face as each sensation took her.
“I’ve been dying to fuck you again,” he told her. “Today was agony.”
“I’ve been thinking of little else since this morning. Seeing Big Ben was great, but I couldn’t get my mind off Big Jason and his promise.”
“Promise?”
She leaned up on her tip toes until her lips were at his ear. Her minty breath brushed across his cheek. “That he was going to fuck me in the ass and fill me with his cum. I haven’t before, you know. Never had a man…or a dildo there. Just this plug. Today.”
“Bloody hell, baby! You’re gonna make me lose it!”
She laughed and turned, bending over the bed and pulling her skirt up around her waist. “Please Jason. I need you.”
He bit his bottom lip, gazing at her rounded ass, highlighted by her dark garters and stockings, as well as, the dark skirt bunched around her. She was a school boy’s fantasy, and now as a grown up, he finally got to have the dream come true. He licked his lips. The pink base of the plug peeked from between her cheeks. Slowly, he pulled it from her, her low cried wrapping around him as he worked it free.
“Now,” she panted. “Please now.”
He knew he should woo her to a higher level of arousal, but he chose not to. The entire day had been foreplay. Neither of them could move much farther along the sexual plane.
Quickly, he found one of the condoms he and Christopher had left out when they’d gotten ready for Dana that morning. Despite his earlier promise, he wanted to fuck both her ass and her pussy. This was the only way.
He slid on the rubber, then generously lubed the length of his cock with the lubricant which had been with the pile of condoms.
“Be careful,” she begged, as he placed his tip at her crinkled rosette. “First time.”
“I will, baby. I will.” Bit by bit, he worked inside her measuring his progress by her whimpers and rasped entreaties. The tight hole clamped around him, squeezing him as he went. So fucking tight.
“Please, all the way. More.”
Satisfied that she could handle it, he shoved forward the last inch until his groin mashed against her ass.
“Dana,” he groaned.
“Oh God, I can feel you so deep.” She took several choked breaths. “It’s so…I never thought it would be like…” She pushed onto him. “More,” she demanded in a guttural voice.
Carefully he moved, mindful of her untried passage, but before long, the segued into a deep thrusting rhythm. His fingers dug into her hips and he pulled her up into his drives. She shuddered, her already tight muscles fisting around her. He’d lose it quick at this rate and he wanted so much more.
“No!” she cried as he pulled free.
“Shh… It’s all right, baby. Climb up on the bed.”
He discarded the condom and followed her. Dana turned into his arms, her legs twining with his. “When I come, I want to be inside your pussy with you squeezing around me while I look at you,” he told her. Shoving her legs apart, her surged inside her, his only thought that of uniting with his woman and finding release at long last. His hands buried in her silky shirt and he realised, he’d been so caught up with her ass that he’d forgotten her clothes. Damn, this was different without Christopher. Together, they would have had Dana naked by now, one pleasuring her while the other took care of business, both making her writhe.
He pulled free the top button of her blouse, kissing the skin in between as he powered into her cunt, stretching the passage and drawing hoarse chants of pleasure from her.
“Yes,” she cried. “Yes, Jason!”
With a yank, he tore free the rest of her buttons, at least three going flying. He didn’t care. He needed her skin. He needed to taste her and smell the floral scent she’d dabbed between her breasts.
There was no way to easily remove her skirt so he left it, along with her stockings. Her pussy was bare and hot as it enveloped him and he was in heaven…clothes or not. Dana writhed and he knew he wasn’t alone. Her glossy brown hair spread out over the pillows, getting caught in her fingers as she fisted the pillows.
“You like that? Quick and hot?” he rasped.
She nodded, making a non-verbal sound as her mouth dropped open and she arched beneath him. Her body tightened with release and he struggled to keep from coming. He pushed her legs up towards her chest, holding her wide as he continued to thrust.
Bollocks! It had been too long today—holding off since this morning. He couldn’t stop. As Dana’s second climax washed over her, it grabbed him and dragged him along as well. A great surge started in his balls shooting forward and his cum exploded forth into her, marking her as his.
“Better?” Dana asked.
“God, yes.”
She yawned. “You guys wipe me out. I wish we had time for a nap.” She stretched and closed her eyes. “Mmm…can’t. S’posed to keep you out of trouble.”
“What?” he demanded.
She opened an eye. “That’s why I’m here, isn’t it? I’m doing a really bad job of it.”
“No, baby. Not even close.”
Reaching for the phone, he called Christopher and told him to come upstairs. They all needed to talk. He didn’t want to move, but he forced himself out of the bed and went to retrieve his pants. Afterward, he waited near the door for his mate’s knock.
Christopher rolled his eyes when he saw Dana half clothed and asleep in the middle of the bed. “Botched it up, did you?”
“Did not.”
“Huh. Okay. She didn’t want her clothes off?”
“Shut up. I didn’t call you to critique my performance, though judging by her deep sleep, it didn’t suck.”
“I never thought it did.”
“She thinks she’s here to babysit us.”
Christopher frowned, obviously disp
leased by that. “That doesn’t bode well… Dana, luv,” he said, sitting beside her and jostling her shoulder. “We need to talk to you.”
Murmuring, she turned over and buried her nose in his hip. He looked up at Jason. “It really didn’t suck.”
“Not even close,” Dana muttered. She stretched, her adorable face scrunching as she did. “Please tell me someone is making coffee.”
“In a minute, baby. We need to talk to you.”
“What?” she asked. Her eyes were suddenly alert as she pulled a pillow over her front and sat up, looking warily at them. Pain pierced through Jason as he recognised hurt and panic in her stare. Lord, she thought they were gonna dump her in the bin with the rubbish.
Christopher took her limp hand. “There’s no easy way to say this and I want to get it out before we go downstairs—”
She pulled away. “It’s okay. I get it.”
She obviously didn’t get it at all.
Her fingers shoved through her hair. “If you two could leave. I’ll get dressed and—”
“Dana! Listen,” Jason demanded. “We love you for God’s sake. Will you stop trying to run away or shove us out?”
“Wh—love?” She looked from him to Christopher. They both nodded. Christopher opened his arms. For a moment, she gazed at him then she dove into his embrace. Jason climbed up behind her and hugged her from behind.
“Tell me,” she said.
“I love you,” he said, kissing her shoulder. Christopher murmured the same.
It wasn’t what they’d intended to say, but it worked just the same. They’d hash out the rest later.
“Hey, you didn’t tell us,” Jason teased.
She rolled her eyes. “Of course I do.”
Christopher leaned towards him, chucking him on the shoulder. “At least she didn’t call you a plonker.”
“Shut up.”
“A what?” Dana asked. “What’s a plonker?”
* * * *
“And that’s our project in a nutshell. You’ve already reviewed the data we sent, but we could go over the numbers or any questions you might have.” Jason closed the folder in front of him which outlined the research he and Christopher had done, as well as the proposed direction of the project. He took a sip from one of the bottled waters the hotel had provided as a courtesy then looked back and forth between the men he and Christopher had addressed.
