Page 27 of The Penthouse


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“Your innocence,” Josh says. “Your willingness to open up to us completely.”

“So, when I first met you, you were testing the waters?”

He chuckles and rubs at the stubble on his chin. “I might have been a little aggressive about it, but yeah.”

Josh runs his fingers over the sleek countertop of the island. “We thought we could find that one girl who could change us. Then we found you, and we were right.”

“I’m so honored,” I deadpan, though his words set my stomach fluttering. I wring my hands nervously. “So, what happens now?”

“Whatever you want, baby,” Christian murmurs, playing with one of my coils.

“You can leave,” Michael starts, “and you’ll never have to see us again.”

And we’ll go to prison for the rest of our lives, is what he doesn’t say.

“Or you can stay in our little world of pleasure where you’ll be our queen,” Christian finishes, that intense gaze of his making me squirm.

“The decision is yours.”

The three of them leave me in the kitchen alone.

Epilogue

Brie

One yearlater

“Areyou sure you’re ready for this,Brie?”

Josh echoes the very same question he asked me twelve months ago when we first met.

I nod and straddle his lap, gasping when the head of his cock grazes my aching clit.

“Put it in,” Josh says through gritted teeth, balling his hands into fists to keep from doing it himself.

I grab his thick length and ease it inside of my hot sex. I lean my forehead against his as we let out a breath together. His large hands fist my hair and tug my head back to trail soft, sweet kisses along the column of my throat.

“Josh,” I breathe, moving my hips in rhythm with his.

“Hold still a second,” Christian grunts as he grabs my waist from behind and lines himself up with my tight asshole. I shiver when he spreads the lube around with his fingers. “You okay, baby?”

I nod. “Do it.”

In an instant, my ass is full of his cock.

“Oh, god!” I cry out, back arching with pleasure. Having them both inside me, filling me up at the same time, is both strange and comforting.

“Good girl,” Christian grunts once he’s fully seated inside of me, running a soothing hand down the length of my spine to relax me. “Good fucking girl.”

Christian leans over and braces his hands on the back of the couch on either side of Josh’s head. He nuzzles his face in my neck and inhales the scent of the sweet vanilla perfume he bought me for Christmas last year.

“Fuck, you smell incredible. Hurry up and put your dick in her mouth, Michael. I’m dying here.”

“No need to be pushy, man.” Michael, languidly stroking his cock like he doesn’t have a care in the world, stands on the short stool behind Josh and presses the head of his cock against my mouth. In doing so, his balls end up resting right on Josh’s face.

He looks down at his friend and laughs. “Sorry, brother.”

Josh scowls and swats Michael’s dick away. “Yeah, I’m sure you are,” he mutters under his breath, leaning to the side to give Michael enough room.

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