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Thiago doesn’t remove his mouth from my pussy. Instead, he moans his acknowledgement and thrusts two fingers into my entrance. My head rolls to the side and my eyes close in ecstasy. He quickly pumps his fingers in and out until my core clenches around them, holding them captive. Every nerve ending in my body ignites as he sucks my clit into his mouth, my orgasm exploding through me. He slows his movements, leaving me to come down from my high. I open my eyes as I try to control my ragged breathing. All three men are now standing around me, looking down at me with looks of lust and love.
Rian grins at me. “Come on. Let’s get you home, dirty girl.”
I gasp, suddenly remembering that Zep tore my dress. “What about my dress? And my panties?”
“Don’t worry, you can wear my jacket. As for your panties, you aren’t getting those back,” Thiago says, as he reaches for his navy blue sport coat. Rian helps me up off the desk. Once I get to my feet, I shimmy my dress down over my hips. Thiago helps me into his jacket, wrapping it around my torso.
“Let’s get out of here.” I grab my purse and shove the pictures inside, walking out of the office with my guys at my back.
That was a good distraction, but I knew it couldn’t last forever. Now I have to deal with this shit.
Seventeen
I’m still rattled from the pictures of Greyson and I. The message seemed pretty clear. Whoever sent it doesn’t want me near Greyson. Maybe it’s an ex-girlfriend who’s jealous? Maybe it’s a business competitor? So many thoughts run through my head, but one thing I know is that I need to talk to Greyson about this.
I feel like eyes are watching my every move. First a broken window, and now pictures of Greyson and I on our date? What’s going to be next?
The guys vowed to find out who is doing this, but I’m genuinely not sure what they can do. The pictures were sent in a nondescript envelope with no real identifying marks. I know they will do what they can, but I’m feeling defeated. Rian wasn’t able to recover the taped-over feed on our cameras and now I get an envelope that’s virtually untraceable? This person knows what they’re doing. I guess all I can do now is hope we find something useful.
The rest of the week drags on slowly. I can feel the paranoia still lingering on my body. Everyone that walks by my office, I eye suspiciously. I’m constantly looking over my shoulder at work, in the parking garage, and when I’m out running errands. Zep makes sure that I always have a weapon hidden on me for protection so that makes me feel safer, but I’m still on edge.
Rian has continued doing research to see what he can find, but he keeps coming up short. Zep has been watching all footage from our office to see who dropped off the mail for the last few weeks. Thiago has been making calls to see if anyone saw someone lurking around the night Greyson and I had a date. They’re doing what they can to protect me and find answers. I want to help them, but right now I just need a break from the crazy things that have been happening.
I can feel a headache starting to pound through my head. The stress of the week has me wanting to soak in the tub for hours and tune out the entire world, but unfortunately I don’t have time for that. Instead, I settle for a quick shower while I wait for Greyson to get here. He’s been out of town all week, so we haven’t had a chance to talk about the pictures. We’ve talked on the phone every day, but I couldn’t bring myself to talk about what happened. It definitely needs to be something we talk about in person so we can work through it together.
Walking into the bathroom, I’m shocked by my reflection in the mirror. My eyes have dark rings around them, they are slightly red, my hair is a mess… I look like shit.
I’m used to giving off the vibe that nothing bothers me or upsets me. I don’t let anyone break through my barriers because the moment you show weakness, the sharks will smell blood in the water. One misstep and you’re shark bait.
So that’s the way I like people to perceive me—a strong, badass woman. No fear and no weaknesses, but the events of this week were still a lot to take in.
Stepping under the water, I let the hot water cascade down my body. The scalding water slowly releases tension from my body. My soft pale skin turns a bright red from the blazing heat raining down on me. I stand there for who knows how long, lost in my thoughts. It isn’t until the water turns cold that I realize I’ve been in a trance this entire time. I’m not even sure if I washed my hair and body because I’m so out of it. Not wanting to risk it, I quickly wash myself so I can get out of the cold water.
Wrapping a towel around myself, I walk into my room to find Rian sitting on the edge of the bed looking at me with a mixture of concern and passion. Just the sight of him sitting there sends flutters through my body. His soft eyes are enough to melt me.
“What’s up, babe?” Nerves still run through me but I try to pretend everything's okay.
He pulls me in to stand between his legs as his arms wrap around my waist. “How are you doing, baby girl?” he says, ignoring my question. His tone is tender, filled with worry.
“I’m alright. Still trying to figure it all out.” I bite my lip as I drop my head feeling an overwhelming sense of defeat.
He lifts my chin to meet his hazel eyes. “We’ll figure this out. I know it sounds like we keep making empty promises, but we won’t stop until we get to the bottom of this.”
Feeling the tears well up in my eyes, all I can do is nod. Rian stands from the bed, now towering over me. He weaves his hands through my hair and presses a soft kiss to my forehead. “Greyson is here. He got here ten minutes ago, but I didn’t want to interrupt your shower.”
“You could have come in, I wouldn’t have minded.” I give him a cheeky smile, trying to avoid the sinking feeling in my stomach.
“Baby, we would have kept the guys waiting for a long time if I came in to join you. I figured this is something that you’d like to talk about with Greyson as soon as possible.”
“Why are you so logical sometimes?” I say teasingly. I know he’s right. I want to get this over with as soon as I can. Maybe Greyson will have some answers or at least an idea of who would be doing this.
“Because I’m the smartest. Don’t tell the guys I said that, but we all know it’s true.” Rian playfully bumps his hip into mine. “Get that fine ass dressed before I really do keep you all to myself up here. I’ll meet you downstairs, baby girl. ”
I drop the towel on the floor in front of Rian, purposely tempting him. His eyes widen and then narrow on me, realizing what I’m doing. Grumbling, he asks, “Do you ever fight fair?”
“What would be the fun in that?” I muse, as I suggestively walk toward the closet. Maybe this would be easier with a couple orgasms under my belt.
A loud groan comes from Rian, “I can’t believe I’m going to say this, but we don’t have time, dirty girl. I want to take my time with you and the guys are already getting impatient down there.”
