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My core quivered, and I wet my lips. Even walking in to give them water had been a once-in-a-lifetime experience. Because I was already a ball of nerves from the interview and application process. But meeting them—that was the main event.
Unfortunately, things didn’t go so well.
I made a fool of myself, per usual. The men were welcoming, but it didn’t make them any less intimidating. I couldn’t speak, couldn’t move. Even thinking was hard. Their effect on me was mesmerizing. How was I going to be their personal assistant acting like a pile of goo? It didn’t seem possible.
Perhaps it was unethical, but they were the first men that I truly wanted. All three of them, at once.
Stop it, Kate! Be professional! Helena could have your job in a millisecond.
Lusting after them was not an option.
I was their assistant. A girl they barely even noticed.
They’re your bosses. Stop thinking of them as more than that.
But at the same time, I was embarrassed for those poor, naked girls. Throwing themselves at the guys like that and then getting thrown out butt-naked. It must have been a nightmare!
If they didn’t like girls like that, then there was no way that they would go for a girl like me.
So reality was hard. But my mind wouldn’t stop fantasizing. Because what would I do if I could have any one of the three? What would I do if I could have all of them?
Stop dreaming. You should be working, I scolded myself inwardly. Helena is the queen of hard-asses. She can take this job away in a snap.
I flushed and braced myself against the wall while people streamed past me, going about their business. They were probably getting the amphitheater ready for the next giant event. It was a big place, and there were shows every night. Maybe even two shows per night, who knew. I hoped that the passerby couldn’t tell what I was feeling or thinking.
But still, my mind did somersaults.
Gunner had stared at me intently with his gorgeous blue eyes. Brody’s hard chest rippled with muscles. And the bulge in Hudson’s jeans had seemed huge—as if it were swollen and engorged, wrapping all the way around his waist.
But that wasn’t possible. He’d probably stuffed it with a sock for the show.
That has to be it. No dick is that big.
Butterflies fluttered in my stomach as lust flooded my panties. Because this is what it was like to have a crush. Yet, I had never had a crush that made me so horny. Looking at their pictures wasn’t enough. Meeting them in person had shown me why I had a libido in the first place.
There has to be a bathroom nearby. A few pets and this can be over. I just need to get this out of my system.
My body jolted. The bathroom seemed far away, even if it wasn’t. Nature was taking its course, and I wasn’t even in a private place.
“Oh!” a gasp emitted from my throat due to the sudden pleasure and pain.
“You okay, hun?”
I jerked myself out of my libidinous haze to stand properly on my feet. A passing tech with a headset and concerned brown eyes looked at me. She put a hand on my shoulder. “Do you need some water or something?”
“No, no. I’m fine.” I took a breath, then another.
The tech looked down at my lanyard.
“Oh, you’re the guys’ new assistant,” she chuckled, pushing a violet lock behind her ear. “You just met them, huh?”
I blushed. “Y-yes, just a few minutes ago.”
Is this a common reaction?
“It’s okay. You’re just human like the rest of us,” the girl giggled, patting me on my shoulder. “Good luck. They go through assistants faster than they do water.”
Then she walked off, smirking, like there was something going on that I didn’t know about.
What’s going on here?
My thighs shifted together, rubbing my clit and making me pant. Lust tightened into a fist deep in my belly. I immediately forgot about the strange words from the tech.
Time to find some privacy.
Shoving my hands in the pockets of my khaki pants, I headed towards my trailer. The guys already had what they needed for the night, so there was no reason for me to stick around. In my small space, I would finally be alone to fix my problem.
Hopefully, no one could decipher the look on my face the way that the tech did. Being easy to read had its pros and its cons.
The light clicked on inside, revealing a mostly empty single room. There was only one other door, and it led to the tiny, bathless bathroom. It didn’t matter, though. I was a minimalist, and this was just temporary.
Tellingly, there was an Hard Fought poster on the wall. It was my way of getting hyped for the new job.
Plus, I needed some emotional preparation. Working with three internationally known rock stars is no easy feat for a quiet virgin like me. But looking at the poster was a mistake. Staring at those handsome faces and bare chests was too much to handle. My nipples were so hard that they hurt.
