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“Ready, baby girl?” Alaric asks with lust seeping from every fiber, every pore in his body.
With my mouth still full of him, all I can do is nod slightly.
“Good girl,” Cade praises me.
God, why is the way they talk to me so fucking hot?
They begin working me so that their positioning causes me to move smoothly onto the other. Once they have a steady rhythm, things get faster.
Cade thumbs my clit, pinching it every so often. I wrap my heels around his legs, resting them in the crook of his knees, helping to pull him down with each inward stroke.
Alaric palms my breasts then pinches one nipple as he continues to fuck my mouth. My body takes both of them as they fuck me hard. I’ve never felt so alive. So wanted.
Before I know what’s happening, I’m crashing over the precipice and falling into the oblivion of orgasmic bliss. The walls of my pussy pulsate around Cade’s throbbing shaft, pulling his own orgasm from his with a guttural deep throat moan.
Alaric follows quickly, his cock twitching and pumping streams of his salty come down my throat. He coats my tongue and some leaks out the sides of my mouth as I struggle to swallow all of his seed.
Our labored breathing is all that can be heard in the now quiet penthouse as we recover from our orgasms.
The buzzer sounds and Alaric pulls his still half-erect dick from my mouth, tucking it away then leaning over and locking his lips to mine, sweeping his tongue in my mouth with a bruising kiss.
Cade pulls out of me and heads down the hall, I assume to deal with the now loaded up condom. I wipe my mouth free of my spit and Alaric’s come.
I maneuver my body so I’m laying lengthways on the couch, still trying to get my breathing and body to level out.
Alaric comes back with several brown paper bags with grease stains on the bottoms. That’s how you know the food is going to be delicious. Now my mouth is watering for a different reason. He sets the bags down on the bar separating the kitchen from the living room and rounds it to get cups from the cabinet.
Cade’s languid stride has my eyes going half-mast again remembering him pumping those hips into me only moments ago.
“Stop looking at me like or we’ll never get to our food,” Cade says as he comes up to me and wipes between my legs, cleaning me up even though he used a condom.
“You don’t have to use condoms if you don’t want to. I’m on birth control,” I say, looking into his dark drown eyes.
“Okay, I wasn’t sure if you were all right with that. But we’ll forgo them from now on.” He kisses me then smiles down at me, making me feel like I did something that pleased him.
“Come on, let's eat,” Alaric calls to us.
Cade helps me up from the couch and we all sit at the bar. Them fully clothed and me with only my heels from work on.
“What do you think about getting away with me this weekend?” Cade asks as I pick up my burrito and take a big bite. I chew it while I think over my answer. Things are moving much quicker than I expected with these three, but it feels natural. Like we’ve always been us.
I swallow my food and take a sip from one of the three glasses of ice water to help wash my food down. “I think I’d love that.”
12 Building Bonds
Rhett and I have plans to go out to dinner the next night at a nicer restaurant. I rush home to freshen up and change from my work clothes into a simple above-the-knee, forest green, A-line dress. Black heels and a gold costume necklace complete the look.
I decide against reporting Mr. Neal. He did a horrible thing but came to me and apologized the next day. He seemed very remorseful so I’m going to give him the benefit of a second chance. Who hasn’t done something they’ve regretted the day after drinking?
The buzzer goes off, and I let Rhett up after making sure it’s him. When I open my door, I’m struck by his masculine beauty. His slight windswept hair and three pieces suit in a dark gray with his shoes, tie, and belt in black make quite the statement without being over the top.
“I just need to get my purse,” I say as I go to move past him. He stops me with a firm but gentle hand around my bicep.
“Go get it then I have something for you.” His voice slides over my skin as easily as a soft breeze.
“Okay.” I hold his amber flecked eyes until he lets me go. Moving double time, I snatch up my black purse as a thrill of excited anticipation courses through my body.
My heels click sharply on the tilted parts of my small but quaint apartment on my way back to him, stopping in front of him. He holds out his hand and I lift mine under it.
