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"Etienne, listen," I implore, stepping closer. "I have feelings for both of you. I can't help it."
"Feelings?" he scoffs, halting his pacing to face me. "You don't understand, Lisette. I want you for myself."
My breath catches in my throat as his confession hangs in the air, thick and unmistakable. This man, bound by loyalty and duty, has been fighting his own desires for me. Suddenly, the distance between us feels unbearable.
"Etienne," I whisper, reaching out to take his hands. "I want you too."
His eyes search mine, and for a moment, it's as if time stands still. Then, like a dam breaking, he pulls me close, our mouths crashing together in a passionate kiss that ignites a fire between us. The world falls away, leaving only the heat of his body against mine and the fierce dance of our tongues.
"Fuck," he groans, breaking away from the kiss just long enough to catch his breath. "Lisette, I need you."
"Take me," I gasp, my pulse racing with anticipation. "Show me how much you want me, Etienne."
In this small room, surrounded by the scent of fresh pastries and the echoes of whispered secrets, we unleash the passion that has been building between us, finally giving in to what we can no longer ignore.
"Etienne," I murmur, taking his hands in mine. They're warm and rough, a testament to the life he's led. "I have feelings for both you and Bastien. I need you both."
His eyes widen, but he doesn't pull away. Instead, he cups my face tenderly, his calloused thumb brushing across my cheekbone. "Lisette," he breathes, raw emotion lacing his voice. "I love you. I've wanted you for three years, and that's the only reason I keep coming for beignets."
My heart swells with the weight of his words, and an urgency seizes me. I reach up and crush my lips against his, passion surging between us like a tidal wave. We kiss roughly, hungrily, as if we're trying to devour each other.
"Fuck," Etienne growls, pulling back from the kiss just enough to catch his breath. He sweeps everything off my desk with a single, violent motion – papers fly and pencils scatter – creating a chaotic backdrop for our burgeoning desire.
As we stand among the disarray, I look into his eyes, dark with need, and know that I want this. I want him. And I don't care about the consequences.
Etienne's lips trail down my neck, his hot breath sending shivers through me as I lay back on the cold surface of the desk. My heart races, and I gasp when he lifts my skirt, his fingers teasingly stroking me through the lace of my underwear. I arch my back, needing more.
"Etienne, more. Please!" I whimper, desperate for his touch.
With a wicked grin, he pulls my underwear aside and lowers his mouth to me. The sensation is electric, and I cry out, tangling my hands in his thick hair. He doesn't hold back, devouring me with an intensity that leaves me breathless and teetering on the edge of pleasure.
"Fuck, Etienne," I moan, overcome by the skill of his tongue.
Just when I think I can't take any more, he stands, and I wrap my legs around him, locking my ankles together behind his back. His eyes meet mine with a fierce hunger as he takes me, filling me completely. The thrill of our connection sends waves of ecstasy coursing through me.
"Jesus, Lisette," he pants, the raw lust in his voice driving me wild.
"Etienne!" I’m overcome with passion. But before we can lose ourselves completely in each other, the door swings open.
"Christ," Bastien curses, his eyes widening at the sight of us. At first he looks angry, but there’s a hunger there that makes my breath catch.
"Stay, Bastien," I tell him, breathless but unwavering. "I want you here too."
His features soften as he takes in the scene before him – Etienne gripping my hips, our bodies entwined, my legs wrapped around him. He hesitates for a moment, but then steps inside and closes the door behind him.
"Are you sure?" he asks, his voice rough with desire.
"Please," I beg, knowing that I need him just as much as I need Etienne.
Bastien approaches us, his eyes locked on mine. He presses a trembling hand to my cheek, and I lean into his touch, feeling the heat radiating from his body. My heart pounds in my chest as he leans down to kiss me.
"Alright," he murmurs against my lips, his breath hot on my skin. "I'm here."
As we continue, Bastien's presence adds another layer of intensity to our experience. The room is filled with the sounds of our passion – gasps, moans, and whispered words – as we navigate this uncharted territory together. And in that moment, I know that I don't want to lose either of these men who have come to mean so much to me.
Bastien's lips find my neck, his warm breath sending shivers down my spine as Etienne's relentless thrusts drive me wild. I can't help but cry out, feeling as if I'm coming undone at the seams.
"Fuck," Bastien whispers into my ear, his hands gripping my waist tightly. The sensation of both men taking control of my body has me teetering on the edge of ecstasy.
