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“Yes, you do. There are four of us. Do you ever wonder what it would be like to just be with one brother?”
I swallow hard. Where the hell is this coming from? “Is this about Shane?”
“It has nothing to do with Shane. It’s a simple question, Jessie.”
And there it is again, that anger I saw in him earlier. “Of course I don’t,” I tell him honestly. “Do you wonder about it?”
“About what it would be like to have you to myself? Yes,” he admits.
“Oh? Does that mean you’re not happy with this arrangement then?” I shift on his lap and he wraps his arms around my waist, holding me tighter to him.
“No!” he says as he stands again and plants me back on the desk. “I love sharing you with my brothers, and I never want that to stop. But of course I think about what it would be like to have you in my bed every single night, Angel, and I’m sure my brothers do too," he growls as he unbuckles his belt before unzipping his suit pants and taking out his cock. It glistens with precum and I lick my lips at the memory of the taste of him. Grabbing onto my hips, he prepares to rail into me, but there is something I want to ask him first.
“How many women have you fucked in this office?”
He tilts his head and frowns at me. “Too many, Angel,” he hisses before he drives his cock into me and I moan so loudly, I am sure that all of his employees outside heard me. He leans over me, his face so close to mine that I smell my arousal on him. “But I promise you are going to be the only woman I ever fuck in here ever again. Okay?”
“Okay,” I breathe as he drives into me again and nails me to his desk, fucking us both to the release that we so desperately need.
Chapter
Nineteen
JESSIE
Ishowered as soon as I got back up to the apartment, and dressed suitably for my evening of strip poker with Mikey. As I’m walking to the den to meet him, he saunters up behind me and slaps my ass. “You ready to get your ass whooped, Red?” he chuckles in my ear.
He’s dressed in gray sweatpants, and judging by the outline of his huge cock in them, absolutely nothing else. “You’re very sure of yourself,” I laugh at him. “I’m not that bad at poker, you know?”
He looks me up and down. “Then why are you wearing more clothes than I’ve ever seen you in before,” he says as he pulls the neck of hooded sweatshirt and peers inside, confirming I’m wearing a tank top too.
“I’m cold,” I shrug.
“Hmm.” He leans close and plants a soft kiss on my neck. “This apartment is boiling, though. I turned up the heat.”
“Cheat!” I laugh.
“Says the woman wearing socks!” he laughs. “You have never worn socks in this apartment without your sneakers. Not once.”
“Well, I still think your strategy is overly confident,” I glance down at his sweatpants.
“Ah, but I got me a secret weapon, Red,” he winks at me as he slips his arm around my waist and we walk to the den. “We have ourselves a third player.”
“Conor?” I arch an eyebrow at him. “I thought he was working?”
Mikey chuckles as we walk into the den. “Conor is good at poker, but I got the man who taught him everything he knows.”
That’s when I notice the laptop on the table. “Shane?”
“The one and only,” Mikey grins at me.
There is no one on the screen yet, simply an empty hotel room. I strain my eyes to see the bed and whether there is any evidence of Erin being there, but all I see is a perfectly made bed and Shane’s cell phone on the nightstand.
“Shane!” Mikey shouts, and a few seconds later Shane fills the screen as he sits on a chair directly in front of his laptop. He’s wearing a white shirt and suit pants and he looks so good it makes my pussy contract.
“Evening. We ready to play some poker?” he smiles.
“How exactly are we going to play like this? How do we deal you in?” I ask.
