Our breaths are the only sound in the office. His is ragged and husky, mine gentle and whimpering. His chest vibrates against my back. It’s almost soothing, but the flavor on my tongue heats my blood with anger now.
“I thought I was yours?” I whisper, inhaling deeply to calm myself. The arousal Eric coated on my lips like a gloss was degrading, but there was something distinctly filthy that made my orgasm peak. I’ve never thought about being with two men. Not even thought about it, but with Levi inside me and Mr. Pearson shoving his cock in my face, I am suddenly sure I’d love to be used like that.
What does that make me? A slut. Perhaps.
“You are mine. He knows never to come near you, unless I’m there.” Levi’s husky tone whispers over my flesh. It tickles the skin on my neck now sheened in sweat from our fucking.
“And you’ll allow him to use me, if you so see fit?” I ask as he rises, allowing me up. I watch him rip the condom off and dispose of it in his trashcan. His cock, even soft, is thick and long. I’ve never felt so full, so claimed, than I did when Levi drove into my body. My thin vibrator is nothing compared to this man.
“No man will come near this pretty pussy.” He cups me between my legs, his palm pressing hard on my clit. “Are you going to be a naughty slut and come for me again?” he murmurs, his lips planting a kiss on mine. My head drops back as he dips two fingers into my aching hole. I’m sore, deliciously so.
He pumps both digits into me, faster, harder, so ferocious and violent, but so beautifully intoxicating. My knees buckle. My hands claw at him for more…for less. I’m not sure what I need, but Levi does.
“You’re mine. All fucking mine. Do you understand me? This hole is made for my dick.” He moves his free hand to my ass, finding the puckered entrance. One finger teases me there, sending ripples of anxiety and desire racing through me. “This hole right here, is mine too.”
My gaze snaps open to meet his. “Levi.”
“And this mouth, those pouty lips, are mine to fuck, to kiss, to devour. Every inch of your body is mine.”
I nod, my mind on the pressure he’s putting on my clit and ass. I’m flying. Soaring through the clouds as he bites my shoulder, his teeth sharp and animalistic as I claw at him. I’m on the peak. I need this. I want it. His digit slips into the tight entrance I’ve never had penetrated as two fingers inside my pussy rub against the soft spot that turns me inside out. My body leaps into the abyss as euphoria overtakes me.
Fireworks go off behind my eyelids, and I soak his hand. My body shudders wildly as my legs give out. I’m being held up by his hands inside me. I’m gushing. It feels as if I’m peeing, but it’s not. I’ve only ever read about this. About an orgasm so strong, a woman can squirt.
“I…I…oh god.” My voice is otherworldly. I’m not even sure it’s me speaking. He doesn’t move. I’m practically climbing him. My toes are curled so hard, they ache. My limbs are jelly.
When I open my eyes, coming down from the high, I find a handsome smirking face inches from mine.
“You’re a naughty little girl,” he murmurs in my ear. “Did it turn you on? Having Pearson here while I was deep inside you?”
He removes his fingers from my body and lifts them to paint my arousal on my lips. Then, he gently kisses me, his tongue lapping at my flavor on my mouth.
“Maybe,” I respond. “But I want to be yours.” It’s a confession that stills him for a moment. Tipping my head to the side, I regard him earnestly.
Chapter Seven
Levi
“You are mine, but I’ll use you however I see fit.” Settling in the chair, I sit back and watch her mind work through everything that’s happened. I didn’t mean to fuck her right here, but she looked too beautiful.
“And if I don’t agree to it?” Her question is filled with curiosity, yet her expression tells me there’s desire trickling through her. She enjoyed the fact that Eric walked in here and saw her being fucked. Maybe she wants a threesome. Who knows.
“You can’t refuse me now, baby girl,” I tell her. “Tonight, you’ll meet me at my house. There’s a dinner I’m having with a client and you’ll be my arm candy for the evening.”
“Arm candy?” she retorts, fire blazing in her eyes.
“You’ll be my plus one. And I have a dress for you to wear, so don’t go buying anything with the money I gave you.”
She sighs, nods, and offers a smile. “Fine. But don’t ever call me arm candy.”
“Of course, baby girl. I need more coffee.” I push the mug over to her. “This one is cold.”
She lifts the cup and leaves my office with an extra sway in her hips. Just then, Trevor and Eric stalk through the door.
“If you’re going to fuck in your office, can you keep it down?” Trevor chirps. He’s wearing those goddamn flip flops again. Bright fucking green.
“If you’re going to wear a suit, you should get some proper fucking shoes,” I retort.
The man is strange, but he’s good at what he does. He’s an asset to FFF, and I wouldn’t want to work with anyone else. We’ve come together as partners and built this from the ground up. I trust them with millions of my own money, and I don’t do that easily.
“Fuck you, Kingston,” he bites back, lifting one sandaled foot and placing it over the opposite knee.
“Listen, you fuck when and where you want, just don’t let our clients hear,” Eric says.
“And you? What young toy are you banging?” I taunt, earning me the bird. “Listen, this new contract with Sanders needs to be finalized. I have a meeting tonight that will be bringing in another ten million, so I’ll need Trevor working on the numbers when I get in tomorrow morning.”
Both men nod.
“It’s done.” Trevor smirks. Pushing out of the chair, he drops a thick folder on my desk. “Read through it, sign it, and get it back to me.”
Opening the manila folder, I find all the documents I need to get signed tonight at my meeting. “You’re a lifesaver, Trev.” I glance up at him.
“I know,” he quips, and heads out the door. “I’m going to brunch, and I might not be back till tomorrow,” he informs us with a satisfied, yet cheesy grin, then he’s gone.
“Asshole,” I chuckle.
“So,” Eric starts, “you and our office assistant?”
“Yeah.” I meet his blue eyes as he stares at me as if considering what to say next. “Listen, this isn’t going—”
“I don’t give a shit who you’re banging, Kingston. She’s hot. Perhaps we can all play together. Just keep her quiet. As much as I love hearing her cute little squeals, I can’t be sitting in a meeting with a hard-on from your porn show.”
“You’re a dick, Pearson.”
He shrugs it off with a guffaw. We both know it’s true. He can’t deny it.
“I can’t wait for the day when a pretty little toy has you all wound up over her,” I inform him with a smirk.
“Nah. You know I like to fuck ‘em and leave ‘em, no need in getting feelings involved.”