by Jenny Penn
“You take the boys to the beach?” Kitty Anne pulled back, focusing on the smallest detail and completely ignoring his attempts to paint the job as something more than hustling up cash.
“The ones who earn the right.” Nick shrugged. “Besides, everybody should have a vacation once a year, right?”
“Hmm.” Kitty Anne nodded before sucking in a deep breath and letting it go in a sigh. “And every child should have a qualified teacher…right?”
“W–wh…what?” Nick stuttered, taken aback by the depth of her perception.
“I know, Nick,” Kitty Anne assured him in a soft, conspirator whisper that had him blinking in confusion as GD snorted with amusement.
“What do you think you know, beautiful?” GD pressed as he smirked down at her.
“That you actually have to have a degree and be certified to teach,” Kitty Anne shot back with a pointed look at Nick, who felt his cheeks flush with heat as his face went up in a rare blush.
“How did you…”
“Mr. Selvage explained it all…like two weeks ago,” Kitty Anne admitted, her gaze going soft as her smile reappeared. “I was wondering how long it was going to take you to fire me.”
“I—”
“I know,” Kitty Anne cut him off again, placing a finger over Nick’s lips and stopping him from apologizing. “It’s okay. You didn’t want to hurt me, and that is sweet, but you know you don’t have to give me a job.”
“I know,” Nick agreed, causing GD to roll his eyes.
“He’s been pissing his pants,” the big man said, ratting Nick out. “Afraid as hell that you would be all heartbroken to be fired by your boyfriend, which actually is kind of ruthless. That really should drop him in the standing to boyfriend number two, don’t you think?”
“Shut up, GD,” Nick snapped.
He was trying to have a moment with their girl, and the big man wasn’t helping, or maybe he was.
“I kept telling him not to sweat it. This is a hell of promotion, and you fucked him the last time he gave you a job, so…don’t you think it’s time to get naked?”
Nick liked the sound of that, but Kitty Anne just snorted and shook her head at him.
“I think it is time to hear all about my new job and check out my new shed, which is lovely by the way.” Kitty Anne cast a sweet smile in Nick’s direction as her eyes gleamed with something more than amusement. “And I’m hoping those windows come with curtains, because I’m assuming the director of fundraising has to take a lot of private meetings with the principal of the school.”
Nick smiled, certain now that he was not only in the clear but also that Kitty Anne’s clothes were coming off. Hopefully, she hadn’t bothered with underwear today.
Chapter Twenty
Kitty Anne had never dreamed she’d have her own office…well, maybe she’d dreamed it, but she’d never thought it would actually happen. Admittedly, it was really a shed. Not an office, but that was a technicality she barely cared to notice.
After all, she had a large room. It had a beautiful natural view out the windows. They provided her not only with sunlight but a nice view of the gardens below and the activity fields beyond.
Those fields were filled with boys playing an impromptu game of soccer. The sight of them tugged at Kitty Anne’s heart. She really did like working with the kids. She didn’t want to give that up but was momentarily distracted by the chair tucked behind the very large, stately desk.
The desk alone was amazing, but now she had her own seat. Better yet, it was padded, very director looking. Kitty Anne couldn’t help but squeal with her excitement as she rushed around the desk to throw herself into the fake leather upholstery with enough force to set the chair in motion. The room whipped around her as she spun with glee.
This was living…only she hadn’t earned it.
That grim thought had her glancing back at the boys playing outside as her joy soured and her feet came down. Kitty Anne brought the twirling chair to a stop facing both GD and Nick. They were wearing matching grins, but while GD’s was indulgent, Nick’s was relieved. She hated to disappoint him, but if she wasn’t honest, then there would be no hope for the future.
The truth was Kitty Anne didn’t want to be the kind of girl who slept her way into a fancy title. That was that.
“Uh-oh,” GD grumbled as he glanced from Kitty Anne’s growing frown to Nick’s fading smile. “I sense trouble.”
GD had a good antenna for trouble. All three of them did, but he in particular was very good at guessing what was wrong with her. Today was no different.
“She’s going to turn this job down,” the big man informed Nick, causing his frown to darken into a true scowl.
“Why?”
“Because…” GD paused to study Kitty Anne, or maybe to give her a chance to fill in the rest, but she stayed silent, all but daring him to take a guess. “She hasn’t earned it.”
“And I’m not qualified,” Kitty Anne added on just to make sure GD knew he hadn’t been completely right.
“Oh please.” Nick ignored the looks GD and Kitty Anne exchanged. Instead, he came around the desk to kneel before her and draw Kitty Anne’s attention toward him as he took her hands back in his.
“Sexy, you are the three things that make a good fundraiser—hot, charming, and intelligent. Not to mention that you really care about these boys. The rest I can teach you,” Nick assured her.
“That’s so sweet.” Kitty Anne sighed, pulling one of her hands free to cup the side of his face. Nick leaned into her touch, his eyes fluttering closed as his expression softened. “But—”
“No buts.” Nick cut her off, his eyes snapping open to pin her with a pleading look. “Give it six months.”
“And,” Kitty Anne stressed, not about to give in completely, “if I’m no good, you fire me.”
“Deal.” Nick nodded his agreement without even taking a second to think about it.
He didn’t need to, and Kitty Anne knew it was because he was lying. Nick would never fire her, but she could quit. That was just what she’d do if she failed to do right by both him and the boys. After all, a place like Camp D survived off fundraising. They needed her to do well. She’d give it everything she had.
Sealing that vow with a kiss, Kitty Anne leaned forward to brush her mouth across Nick’s in a soft caress that left them both hungry for more. There was no good reason not to give in to that urge. Gentle and easy at first, it wasn’t long before their lips were clinging to each other as their tongues began to tangle and duel.
Things were getting hot and heavy quickly and would have continued to grow even more so if GD hadn’t interrupted by clearing his throat. Kitty Anne and Nick broke apart, their gazes locking as they shared a moment of both humor and understanding before they turned pointedly toward GD. He stood there on the other side of the desk, clearly biting back a smirk.
“Was there something you wanted?” Nick drawled out slowly, his accent, as always, thickening when he got turned on.
“I was just wondering when you were going to tell Kitty Anne that I picked out the chair.” GD shrugged as if it weren’t anything really to him, but the accusation in his tone was clear, even if it didn’t sound sincere.
That didn’t change the fact that he wanted his gratitude, and Kitty Anne was more than willing to give it to him. Maybe that was what he’d been waiting on all this time. It had been two weeks’ worth of blowjobs. As much as she loved sucking his dick, she was more interested in taking it for a ride.
That thought had her smiling.
“If you’ll excuse me for just a moment.” Kitty glanced over at Nick, who held his hands up and scooted back.
“You do what you got to do, sexy.”
“Thanks.”
Kitty Anne stood up and ran a hand down the length of the skirt of the hideous dress her mother had deemed appropriate for church. Thankfully, Lynn Anne had not deemed GD’s church as appropriate. She’d taken off that morning to go join her friends in
their traditional Sunday routines. The boys also had a Sunday routine that would keep them busy elsewhere. That meant Kitty Anne had a little time with her men to herself. She wasn’t about to let that opportunity pass.
With a sudden motion, Kitty Anne yanked the skirt up and out of her way as she went flying across the desk. Her feet barely touched the solid wood surface as she jumped up onto it and used the smooth platform as a launching pad that had her sailing through the air and slamming into GD. Instinctively his arms came up to catch her as he stumbled backward before crashing to the floor.
Before GD could offer any resistance, Kitty Anne had him pinned to the floor, and before he could even object, she was ripping at his clothes as she rained kisses down his neck and across his chest. GD didn’t fight her, no doubt thinking he was about to get another blowjob, but she had a surprise for him. No sooner had she untangled his belt and freed the long, thick length of his cock from the folds of his suit pants than she was lifting up her skirt and mounting him. GD’s expression tightened from a look of indulgence to a flash of alarm as the wet, swollen folds of her pussy slid down over his dick.
“That’s right.” Kitty Anne smiled smugly. “I’m not wearing underwear. Wanna see?”
Kitty Anne was aware of Nick rushing around the desk to slam the door to the shed closed. He threw the lock into place just as she whipped the oversized grandma gown off her head and tossed it to the side, leaving her wearing nothing more than a bra and two inches of the thickest dick she’d ever tried to mount.
Tried being the word, because GD was bent on driving her nuts. His hands came up to clamp around her waist and hold her aloft, refusing to allow Kitty Anne to fuck him. Apparently, he didn’t see letting her fuck him as a compromise to his insistent, and stupid, stance of refusing to fuck her.
“Sorry, beautiful.” GD smirked, sounding anything but apologetic. “But you know my conditions.”
Yes, she did. She’d let him have his way for two weeks, but the man was being outright stubborn now. This was a loophole. She should be allowed to take what she wanted. If she wasn’t, then he wasn’t going to get what he wanted.
“Fine.”
Kitty Anne jerked upward, completely unconcerned about her nudity. She didn’t even pay Nick any mind as he stepped away from the blinds he’d just lowered to snap her bra free. It fell to the floor, like a gauntlet being thrown down. That attitude matched her tone perfectly.
“You want to be technical about everything, then no more blowjobs for you!” Kitty Anne stuck her chin in the air as she made that grand declaration. “After all, that is considered oral sex, and we can’t have that…not until you wear my collar.”
“Is that right?” GD scrambled off the floor, his hands working fast to tuck his big, flushed erection back into his pants.
Kitty Anne knew why he was putting himself away. He was afraid if he kept his cock out, he might put it to use. That was because he was close to breaking. He just had to be. She was pretty sure she knew how to break him.
“Yes. That’s right. You can consider yourself cut off.”
Kitty Anne refused to give an inch, even as GD paced slowly forward, backing her into Nick’s hard heat. He was leaning against her desk, and his arms came up to cage her in, forcing Kitty Anne to settle back against him, even as GD pinned her into place with his large frame.
“And what about you?”
“Me?” Kitty Anne blinked innocently, even as she began to grind her ass against the deliciously hard bulge hidden behind Nick’s zipper. “I think I’ll survive. After all, I still have one penis to play with.”
Nick chuckled behind her. His fingers dug into her hips as he helped her pump the plush globes of her ass down the length of his erection. It would have felt a lot better, though, if he’d freed himself first.
“Do you really expect me to make a choice between you and GD?” Nick murmured, the amusement in his tone assuring her he was far from distressed by the situation.
“No.” Kitty Anne offered GD a smile before glancing back at Nick and hitting him with the truth. “I expect you to choose you over both of us. I mean, really? Do you want to get in the middle of this battle?”
“Hmmm.” Nick cast a smirk in GD’s direction. “She’s got a point there, big man. What do you have to offer me?”
“I can offer you a promise,” GD retorted without a hint of distress sounding in the dark growl of his tone. “I will have retribution.”
“Don’t you threaten him,” Kitty Anne snapped, turning in Nick’s arms to cuddle him close. Sliding a hand behind his neck, she pushed his head downward into the soft mound of her bosom. “He is allowed to do what is best for him.”
“Yes,” GD agreed easily, but the warning was still there in his words. “He is.”
Kitty Anne’s gaze narrowed on him, but she didn’t have a response to that. She didn’t need one. Nick’s actions spoke for themselves as his lips molded around the puckered tip of her breast and began to suckle, nibble, and lick. He used his mouth, teeth, and tongue to tease and torment her nipple, leaving her gasping and arching into his mouth. Raining kisses down the gentle curve of one breast and up the side of the other, he captured her tender tit in a heated caress that had her twisting anew.
She couldn’t help but smile as she felt GD press in even closer, his broad palms settling down over her ass as he began to roughly massage the two well-rounded cheeks. He rolled them up and apart, again and again until the callused tips of his fingers slipped down into the crease that divided her cheeks. Those blunt, callused tips hesitated to press ever so slightly to the entrance hidden between her cheeks.
Kitty Anne’s breath caught as she tensed, wondering if he’d penetrate her now. He didn’t. Instead, GD’s bold touch slid down the slick trail to where her cunt was creaming itself in anticipation.
Not to be outdone, Nick curled a free hand around her breast to torment her swollen and wet nipple, even as he feasted on the other one. His hunger was a perfect match for the blunt, carnal exploration of GD’s fingers. They traced over her swollen folds, plundering her intimate flesh before fucking themselves deep into her cunt and making Kitty Anne cry out with the pleasure that spasmed through her.
This was heaven, trapped between her two men, feeling their hands clutching at her, their mouths warm and hot against her skin. GD nibbled his way down the sensitive curve of her neck and spine as he slid to his knees. With a jerk, he yanked her hips back and her pussy down onto his waiting tongue.
Kitty Anne squealed and squirmed, delighted by the delicious pleasure of feeling his velvety tongue tickle up the sides of her sheath. She didn’t even care that he’d pulled her free of Nick’s ravaging kisses. She did, however, care when Nick slid up onto the desk and began fumbling with his belt buckle.
She had known that he would never choose GD’s side. Nick was much more practical than that. Even if he wasn’t, the pleasure was too intense to deny. It had been that way from the first time they’d laid eyes on each other, and nothing had changed in the past couple of weeks. Just the opposite. The hunger seemed to grow only stronger every time they came together.
Today was no different. Kitty Anne watched through narrow eyes as he freed his long, thick shaft. Already glistening with the proof of his own excitement, his blind eye pointed right at her in an unblinking invitation she couldn’t deny. That didn’t make it any easier to pull away from GD’s tantalizing tongue.
He was tormenting her clit now and making her pant and mew. He twirled her pulsing bud around and around until she was light-headed and dizzy from the frantic bliss bubbling up her spine. She was aglow and alight with pleasure but nowhere near the rapturous release Kitty Anne knew awaited her if only she could find the strength to pull free of GD and crawl up onto Nick’s lap.
It took a moment, and in the end, it didn’t require strength so much as blind determination. With that, Kitty Anne managed to throw herself at Nick, pulling free of GD’s kiss at the same time. Just as GD had fallen over whe
n she’d crashed into him, Nick fell back as Kitty Anne plowed into him.
She took instant advantage, crawling up onto the desk and mounting him in a move just as she had GD. But unlike the big man, Nick didn’t deny her. Instead, he let her take the full ride, his hands reaching up to guide her down the length of his dick as her pussy wept and pulsed in eager welcome. The hard thickness of his cock stretched her muscles wide, setting off fabulous thrills that fairly tickled a laugh right out of her. The joyous sound broke into a moan of pure, wanton need as GD stepped up to take command of the situation.
He knocked away Nick’s hands as he claimed control of her hips, forcing Kitty Anne the rest of the way downward with a hard thrust that had her breath catching. The fizzy delight that had infused her sharpened into a piercing rapture that left her incapable of thought. All she could do was feel, and enjoy, as GD began to direct her motions, forcing her to fuck Nick with a rapid speed that had her breasts bouncing and the sweat building up along her spine.
Kitty Anne could feel the searing pressure of a glorious climax beginning to build within her. That was why it made perfect sense that would be the moment GD jerked her completely free of Nick’s dick, leaving her cunt clenching around nothing but the painful emptiness. She cried out in dismay, flying into a wanton rage that ended with a squeal as she found herself slammed down over the meaty thickness of GD’s dick.
He’d broken.
She’d known he would eventually. Not that GD would dare to admit to such a failure.
“Just a little taste,” he snarled into her ear as he stumbled back into one of the guest chairs and pinned her down onto his lap. “So you know exactly what you are missing.”
Kitty Anne smirked, not believing that was what motivated him for a moment. It didn’t matter. What mattered was how good he felt. GD was definitely worth the wait, but she’d be a fool to hesitate a second longer. It was time to show him just what he’d been missing.
Planting her feet on the floor and her palms on the arms of the chair, Kitty Anne began to ride GD as fast as she could, given she was backward. He helped, his hands still clenching at her hips and guiding her motions as they grunted it out. The climax that had been cresting in her only seconds ago imploded on itself, fueling the inferno of pleasure consuming her.
