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“Harper,” Benedict instructs, his voice low and commanding, “I want you to take Antonio in your mouth.”
She looks up at me, her gaze filled with lust and surprising submission. “Do as he says, babygirl.” My hands curl into her hair as I guide her down, anxious to feel those plush lips wrapped around me.
She nods, swallowing hard before sinking to her knees before me. She reaches for the waistband of my boxers and opens her mouth. As Harper’s lips wrap around me, I can barely contain my groans of pleasure. She looks up at me, her eyes filled with a mix of vulnerability and determination that only serves to fuel my arousal even further.
“God, Harper,” I breathe out, my fingers tightening in her hair. “You’re amazing.”
“Let me have her,” Benedict murmurs from beside me, his voice laced with urgency. We angle Harper away from the wall so Benedict can sink to his knees behind her. He takes hold of her hips, positioning himself at her entrance. “Ready for me, beautiful?”
Harper nods, her eyes never leaving mine as she continues to work her magic on me. I can feel the tension building within me, and I know it won’t be long before I succumb to the pleasure she’s providing.
Benedict slowly pushes into Harper from behind, causing her to gasp around me. Her eyes widen, but she doesn’t break eye contact. I can see the desire burning within them, a fire that matches my own.
“Fuck, yes,” Harper moans, the vibrations sending shivers down my spine. “Don’t stop.”
“Such a greedy girl,” Benedict teases as he thrusts deeper within her. His hand slides around her body to find her clit, rubbing it in time with his movements. “Does that feel good, Harper?”
“Y-yes,” she stammers, her focus momentarily breaking from me as she loses herself in the pleasure he’s providing her.
All the while, I’m trying to maintain control, to keep myself from coming undone too soon. It’s a losing battle—between the sensation of Harper’s hot mouth around me and the sight of her being taken by Benedict, I’m dangerously close to the edge.
“Antonio,” Harper whispers, pulling away from me for a moment, “I can’t…I’m going to…”
“Let go, beautiful,” I encourage her, my voice rough with desire. “We want to see you come undone.”
That’s all the permission she needs. With a shuddering cry, Harper’s body clenches around Benedict as her orgasm washes over her. I can’t help but groan at the sight, my own climax rapidly approaching as she returns her mouth to my cock.
Finally, my release crashes through me, and I empty myself into her mouth as she swallows every drop.
“Fuck,” Benedict grunts, his thrusts becoming more erratic as he reaches his own peak. His eyes lock with mine, a silent understanding passing between us as he comes undone within Harper.
As our pleasure subsides, one thing is clear—the dynamics between us have changed. The question now is, where do we go from here?
15
ANTONIO
I’m freaking exhausted and ready to leave the station for the day and go home.
But, I’m stopped by Maude Jenkins, the no-nonsense detective I’ve crossed paths with on more than one occasion. Her graying hair is pulled back into a tight bun, and her thin lips seem permanently pressed into a flat line.
“Antonio,” she calls out, her voice rough like sandpaper. “Got a moment?”
I was so close to leaving, but I should have known it wouldn’t be that easy. It never is. “Of course, Detective.”
“Can we talk somewhere private?” Her eyes flicker with an intensity that tells me this isn’t just a casual visit.
“Sure, follow me to my office.” I beckon her down the hall, feeling the growing unease churning in my gut.
As we walk, my thoughts drift toward Harper. She’s waiting for me at home. It’s hard to believe that she was involved in that threesome with Benedict and me just this morning, before I had to come back to work. The memory of her soft skin against mine reminds me how much I’d like to go home, but I quickly shake it off. Now’s not the time to dwell on carnal desires.
“Here we are,” I say, pushing open the door to my office. The room is simple and functional, with a large wooden desk and a few chairs for visitors. Maude takes a seat across from me, her face unreadable.
“Get right to the point then,” I say, trying to mask my impatience. “What brings you here, Detective?”
“Didn’t know firefighters had offices,” she comments as she runs her fingers along my desk. “I bet you see a lot of fires in here.” It’s the closest I’ve ever seen her come to making a joke, and even then her face barely changes.
“Only the chief,” I reply curtly.
