My heart started to race, and my voice got tight. “What are you saying, Randall? That we need to release them from their contract? What is Bryan going to say? I thought he was an old buddy of yours.”
“I’m afraid that’s the direction we’re heading in, Coral. It’s going to look really bad if we have sexual offenders and drunk drivers on our client roster. It could impact my friendship with Bryan, but it’s business. I suspect he’ll understand that.”
Holy fucking shit.
Had Randall fallen for a bunch of ugly rumors? Or did he just want to distance himself from a client he thought was beyond help?
Either way, fury washed over me.
I took a deep breath to steady myself. “How can you say that, Randall? Don’t you know all that stuff is lies? It’s our job to help prove that. But you want to bail? You think that would look better than a client with problems?”
I was trembling with anger.
And fear, if I were honest with myself.
I believed Dirty Bandit deserved the chance to defend themselves. And I didn’t want to stop seeing them on a regular basis.
For work purposes, of course.
“We need to think of the firm, Coral,” he said.
Did he need reminding that he’d told me to think of the firm when he’d assigned Dirty Bandit to me?
“Okay, Randall. Give me more time. If we make these guys shine the way I think we can, we’ll be heroes.”
“I don’t know. I just don’t know,” he said.
“Please. Just another week, tops.”
He sighed. “Okay. One week.”
Chapter 38
CORAL
So not only was the shit hitting the fan for Dirty Bandit, the PR firm might be dumping them, too.
Life was so fucking brutal. I’d had about all I could take for one day and wanted nothing more than a dip in the pool.
But something was holding me back.
I liked the guys. Probably too much.
There was Hugh, with his quiet sensitivity that contrasted wickedly with his shaved head and neck tattoo, trying to leave behind a sad family situation that just kept following him.
Stone’s raw sensuality and confidence, which could come off like a bull in a china shop, made my heart race every time he touched me.
And Ennis, constantly pushing that thick mop of hair off his gorgeous brow, staggering under the guilt of his sister’s death.
What would I do without these guys? They frustrated me to no end, drove me up a wall, made me laugh, and gave me the best orgasms of my life.
I mean, how many women messed around with three hot guys who wanted to ‘share’ her?
I still didn’t know how that shit was supposed to work.
More importantly, I wasn’t sure I wanted to.
“Coral!” Stone called. “Come on in.”
Oh, what the hell.
I ripped off my clothes in the middle of the living room, ran to the pool, and jumped in.
“Woo-hoo!” Stone hollered. “Coral’s here!”
“Who was on the phone?” Hugh asked, treading water and trying to get a look at my boobs.
Ugh. I wasn’t sure what to tell them. So I decided to tell them a version of the truth.
“It was my boss, Randall. He’s concerned about all that’s going on. You know, first with Stone then with Ennis.”
Yeah, he was so concerned that he wanted to jump ship.
Stone climbed out of the pool and bent for a towel, his ass muscles flexing and the late afternoon sun reflecting off his wet body. He turned to face the pool, absentmindedly rubbing the towel over his balls to dry them off.
What was it with guys and their balls?
Then, he fell onto a lounge chair and lay back, hands behind his head, closing his eyes and smiling while he dried in the sun.
And he was fucking beautiful.
“I think you like what you see,” Hugh said quietly, treading water right in front of me.
Busted. I had been staring pretty hard
I splashed water in his direction. “So what?” I asked and then swam underwater.
When I came back up, both Hugh and Ennis were sitting on the edge of the pool with their feet in the water.
“Hey, gorgeous,” Ennis called. “Why don’t you come over here?”
Oh my god. They were both stroking hard-ons.
So hot. So dirty.
And I loved it.
I swam toward them, keeping a flirtatious distance. “You need something, boys?”
“Baby, my dick’s been hard since I saw your tits bouncing on your way out here. Do you think you could help a guy out?”
“No, darlin’, I’m the one needing help,” Stone called out.
I rotated in the water to see him stroking his own erection in the lounge chair where he lay.
Holy crap. Did I need to choose? How the hell was I supposed to do that?
“I might be able to help you,” I said, mesmerized by the hand stroking up and down his shaft. “All three of you,” I added.
I bounced up and down in the water playfully, making sure they got a good look at my tits.
I couldn’t resist these guys. I just couldn’t.
I swam toward Ennis and when I reached him, gripped his thighs and lowered my mouth over his raging erection. From the corner of my eye, I could see Hugh stroking himself, and Stone doing the same on the lounge chair.
I took Ennis’s cock until it banged the back of my throat. Something about the crazy day, and being in the sunshine with these three beautiful men, left me starving for some naughtiness, as if that were a way to shake off the day’s crap.
“Fuck, baby, you’re taking the whole thing,” Ennis said, his hand on my head. “Guys, why don’t you show Coral how fucking hot she is?”
I had no idea what he had in mind, and it didn’t matter.
Pulling Ennis’s cock out of my mouth, I ran my tongue around his head, my gaze glued to his until I noticed Stone and Hugh standing on either side of him. Flanking him, they continued to stroke their cocks, aiming them right at me.
In the afternoon sunshine, I went to town on Ennis, creating a suction so tight I had him roaring in pleasure. I reached my hand between my own legs where I was still in the water and found my pussy slick with excitement.
“Fuck, baby, I’m gonna come,” Ennis growled. “Take it all, baby, I want you to take all my cum.”
I was working myself while sucking him, his dirty words pushing me over the edge. I swallowed all he had for me and trembled through my own orgasm.
Moments later, Stone and Hugh reached down and pulled me out of the pool. Stone led me back to his lounge chair, gesturing toward it with his chin.
“Kneel,” he demanded
I wasn’t going to argue.
He reached for his blue jeans and retrieved a condom, which he quickly pulled over his erection.
“Spread your legs a little baby,” he said, pushing my head down onto the lounge’s cushion where my wet hair spread out over it.
His burning gaze ran over my most private parts as I kneeled with my ass high up in the air, followed by his fingers, which gently opened my swollen lips.
“So pink. And so wet,” he murmured
“Lookin’ good, isn’t she?” Hugh growled.
Stone crouched and ran his tongue through my folds, from clit to ass and back. I looked back between my legs, where I watched his enormous cock bounce up and down while he lapped me.