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“You get to keep only one of your rules, pretty lady.”
“We’ll use protection.”
“But only this one time.”
“The next time we’re inside you, it’s just going to be our cocks naked against your silky hot pussy, nothing separating us.”
Adrienne opened her mouth to speak, but her brain couldn’t formulate a single coherent sentence. She shook her head and tried again.
This was not who she was. She didn’t get weak-kneed in the presence of three illegally good-looking men whose words alone could possibly make her orgasm.
She was Adrienne Palmer.
The Ice-Queen.
She made the rules, dammit, and everyone around her obeyed her.
“First of all, there isn’t going to be a next time. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have to clean ... I have to use the bathroom.”
Emerson reached out, curling his hand around her arm as he pulled her against him. Darien and Austin closed in on her.
She couldn’t breathe. Her dress started to suffocate her. Her nipples ached so much she wanted to sob, and the scorching heat between her thighs increased tenfold, making her incredibly uncomfortable. She desperately needed to go and clean up.
“We know what you want to go andclean, pretty lady,” Darien said, pushing a strap of her dress off her shoulder.
“But that wetness in your panties belongs to us,” Austin said, doing the same to the strap on her other shoulder.
As they peeled her dress off her body, Emerson cupped her face.
She was sure she had imagined him whispering her name as if he knew her before his lips came down on hers, and she forgot who she was.
Momentarily.
Chapter Four
Fuck, she tasted like honey. And felt like pure heaven against them.
Emerson Foley dipped his tongue into her mouth, swept it over hers, and felt his cock thicken even more. Her plump lips swelled under his as he kissed deeply, demanding she surrender to them but knowing she would fight them until the end. She needed to be in control as much as they needed to be in control.
But, they were up for the challenge of having her beg at their feet. They always won. So did she, actually, but in this, they would always be victorious because she was all that mattered.
This powerful woman’s submission was theirs, and they were going to take it with both hands.
They loved that about her, though. It worked when she was in her boardroom and with everyone else, but when she was in their bed, she would be a sweet, lovely submissive, and they would owned every part of her luscious body, every blood-heating curve. Every breath, sigh, and gasp.
With her dress pooled at her feet, leaving her in the skimpiest pair of panties ever, she was a goddess. But fuck, they needed to tie her up and possibly gag her, but then they couldn't feast on her luscious lips, so gagging her was out of the question.
She tried continuously to reach for her dress, citing how it wasn’t part of her rule system. And hadn’t they told her they had their rules?
Velvety soft skin, and so silky, they had to press their fingers into her just to stop her from slipping from their hold, which made them rage with the need to bury themselves inside her at once to know if she was as silky on the inside as she was on the outside. But her deliciously supple yet alluringly strong body required every ounce of their control not to sink into her first and then spend an inordinate amount of time just drinking from her beauty.
Her scent intoxicated them. Her beauty mesmerized them. Her body turned them into raging teenagers, seeing a woman’s nakedness for the first time.
Emerson nipped her lip as she wriggled in his arms, and her outrage purred against his mouth, hardening his cock. Her hands fisted against his chest as she struggled, and nothing was fucking prettier than watching their stoic queen come unraveled.
Darien and Austin captured a wrist each and pulled her arms backward, where they kept her hands pinned behind her. Her back arched, and her breasts, perfectly round globes pebbled with a pink diamond in the center, made their mouths water just to suck her.
But the position they put her in made her feel vulnerable, and she let it be known. She just had no idea how they craved for her to kneel at their feet, their cocks in her mouth. There was something about her—something so intrinsically splendid and powerful—that giving her body to them to do what they wanted drove them insane with the need to just fuck her.
