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They were seated next to each other on a wide velvet sofa. The condoms from their cocks were removed, and now they pumped their naked shafts with their hands.
“It’s our turn now.”
“Sit on the edge of the bed and open your legs, Adrienne.”
Biting her lip, she did as she was told. But she also closed her eyes.
“Eyes on us.”
Her eyelids flickered apart, and then she watched in awe as they jerked their cocks, stroking their lengths so hard that her response was droplets of wetness dripping from her.
Nothing was more sublime than their husky grunts, the way their bodies pulled even tauter, and their muscles bunched up.
Her gaze remained fixed on them. She was breathless. Hot. Aroused all over again as she waited. Her gasp when they exploded with cum came from a part of her they hadn’t yet met before. They were utterly stunning, virile, strong, and powerful. Nothing in all her life had been as beautiful.
What was happening to her? Since when did she find sex beautiful?
Not sex. Them. They were beautiful.
“That is the last time we’re ever going to come outside of your body, Adrienne.”
She glanced up at them.
Didn’t they know? She was never going to see them again.
She needed everything they had given her because her ex-husband, the lying, treacherous, thieving bastard, had just been released from prison after only serving three years when he should have been kept there for the next twenty years at least. Her divorce was only a week old as well.
It wasn’t a marriage based on even the slightest amount of attraction on her part. He wasn’t her type. She didn’t even have a type, but if she did, the lecherous, cowardly, oily type that was him, was not it.
He had tricked her into marrying him, telling her he would return something he had taken that belonged to her; something she held dearer than anything else in her life. It had been sheer good luck that he got arrested the day after he presented her with a marriage license he had forged, but she was still legally bound to uphold it because he was a snake of the worst kind.
And still, he refused to give her what belonged to her. Now he was out, seventeen years earlier than expected, and it was clear he had found the right corrupt people in power to release him.
She didn’t want to have anything to do with him. If she saw him again, she wouldn’t hesitate to decapitate him.
But this, here in this hotel room with these three strangers, this was never going to happen again. It was their first and last time, despite the promises they kept making about the next time.
Besides, they were too young for her to be anything other than just a brief sexual fling.
She had plans to make.
And they involved her being alone for the rest of her life.
Chapter Seven
She had to stop thinking about them, Adrienne told herself for the hundredth time. Granted, it had only been a few hours since they turned her world upside down.
She hadn’t slept, hadn’t eaten, and hadn’t stopped thinking about them at all. Which also implied that now was as good a time as ever to pack up and leave the city. As in, right that minute. Her father had owned a tiny little cabin deep in the Adirondack Mountains.
No one knew he owned it. It was his private place to go and think. And he had gifted it to Adrienne to do the same when she needed to solve a problem or just unwind.
Before she lost her nerve, she called the office and told her PA, Sarah Bates, to inform everyone that the company was closing for two weeks. Her motto was simple. When she was on vacation, her staff was on vacation. It’s the only way she could truly relax.
She was giving herself two weeks to get a feel for it before she made the final leap to selling her companies and going off-grid.
She packed a few bags, got some supplies, gathered up all the fresh vegetables from her fridge then loaded her car, and was just about to set off when her phone rang.
Her stomach knotted immediately at the sight of the caller ID. Peter Walkman. He worked in the DA’s office and had been instrumental in putting Desmond Morton away. She wondered if he knew how Desmond had reduced his sentence so significantly that he only served three years.
