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Because the girl was absolutely delectable.
Instead of her regular polo shirt and khaki pants, Kate had on a green and black dress that hugged those amazing curves. The neckline was high, but it still showed off her big tits. I could even make out the press of her nipples through the cloth. Instantly, my mouth started to water.
I knew which part of her I wanted to start with first.
“Nice dress, Kate,” came my voice, rough and needy. My intentions were obvious. I wanted to throw her down and fuck her brains out.
The others were staring at her too. Pricks stood at full attention and ready to perform for our Kate.
I cleared my throat and adjusted the girth of my dick that now snaked halfway down my thigh. “No problem, baby. Just settle in. Relax, hon, we’re about to go wheels up.”
Because the pilot had come on board, waving a hand in greeting. And then the plane door closed, the seatbelt sign coming on.
And smiling sweetly, Kate took a seat next to the window with her clipboard and her phone. Our sweet angel was tapping away at the screen, likely updating Helena before we were in the air.
Damn it, Helena. Leave her to us. She can talk to you about bottled water consumption later.
In all honesty, I had no idea how much work Helena had given Kate. Before, we’d never cared with other personal assistants. But if it stressed out the beautiful brunette, then it was a problem.
Our problem.
Because we wanted her happy and relaxed.
Smiling and carefree.
Kate’s experience with Hard Fought mattered, for some reason or other.
Shit. Were we getting soft?
Yet it was true.
Shit.
“Kate baby, get us some drinks will you?” I drawled casually. “We’re thirsty.”
“Of course,” Kate jumped up, ready to serve. The dress hugged her ass when she leaned over to put down her clipboard and phone. Our sexy assistant bustled down the aisle, always eager to please.
It only turned me on more.
Because she was always ready to do exactly what we wanted. It was the biggest turn-on. Unlike a lot of the girls who’ve been in our bed, Kate was genuine. Pleasing us gave her pleasure. And the girl actually seemed to enjoy our company. Imagine that.
Not once did she ask for anything extra because we wanted to fuck her. We were completely helpless to our dicks when the chick was around, but she didn’t hold it against us. The brunette was unlike anyone that we’d ever had before.
The little tray on wheels rattled out of the kitchen, and there stood our best girl in her green and black dress, tits jiggling free, ass wiggling from side to side. Three bottles of bubbly in ice buckets sat on top of the cart along with a trio of champagne glasses.
Perfect.
Our dream girl.
“You want to use glasses or just drink straight from the bottle?” she asked, already aware that we liked to go big with everything, especially when it came to alcohol. Then she tapped her chin in thought. “It’s bubbly so it might go in your nose if you try out of the bottle. I’ll pour it,” were her determined words.
But the girl couldn’t pop the top, no matter how she tried. It was obvious that the eighteen-year-old had never opened a bottle of champagne before.
“Let me get that for you,” I said, taking the green glass from her. “Don’t want it exploding in your face.”
Kate stared in awe, eager to learn. Demonstrating, I opened the top with a loud pop! and held it firmly in my large hand. My blood pumped as I thought about what we were about to do with her next.
“You make it look so easy!”
“It takes some practice. Come on, we want you to drink with us.”
“But I’m not twenty-one,” she giggled. “Can’t you get in trouble?”
“We’re not worried about that,” Brody replied. “Who you gonna call?” he asked, miming Ghostbusters.
“Nobody,” she admitted shyly.
“Exactly, so drink with us,” was my demand. “You’ll like it. It’s good stuff.”
Kate blushed. “Well, let me get another glass.”
She turned on her heel to head back to the kitchen, but Gunner gently grabbed her arm.
“No, honey. You won’t drink it like that. We have something special planned.”
“Special? What do you mean?”
Because the girl knew us now, excitement lighting those big brown eyes. Aw yeah. Those nipples hardened, big tits heaving up and down.
“Kitty-Kat, it’s time,” I growled.
“Time for what?” she lisped sweetly, even though I think she knew.
“Time for training,” I answered on a growl. “You know what that means.”
Brody nodded.
“You know, stretching your holes,” he added smoothly, like this was totally normal. “Remember what we told you last night?”
He stretched out his long legs so she could see that hard length like a ruler down his thigh. A wet spot appeared on the faded denim where it pressed against his leaking shaft.
