“You can’t deny you want us,” Jude said. “Not even a little bit. Not with how you’ve been rubbing your thighs together to stop your throbbing, pretty little pussy. You want us to taste you, don’t you?”
Henley swallowed, licking her lips as she squirmed in her chair.
7
Henley
I stared at the business card for hours on end, wondering what the hell to do with it. Wondering if I could call and submit my body to them. It was the most absurd thing I’d ever heard, but it was also the most exciting thing that had ever happened to me.
An entire day later, I could still feel my body humming. I could still feel all the passion they’d given me in just that one sitting, and I hadn’t even orgasmed. Yet, I felt so spent and tired, I wondered what the hell it would have been like if I had.
Maverick alone would make any woman lose their mind. With his strong jaw and masculine scent, I couldn’t believe he was even real. And to be sitting right next to him, his scent surrounding me and his hands touching my skin—it had made me crazy. So much, in fact, that I would have given in—and that was before I’d touched the outline of his cock. Just feeling it through his pants was enough to make me dream about what it would feel like inside of me. He’d said the most lewd things, and somehow it had still sounded amazing.
I wanted it.
And then there was Jude. With his hand up my dress the entire time, he had tortured me without touching me. His knuckles had barely even grazed me. He had no idea how bothered he’d gotten me—or maybe he did and had enjoyed it.
I was already mad for them, obsessed with their promises and fantasies. No man had ever wanted me like this, let alone two.
I could just imagine the black ink of Jude’s body thrusting over mine as he had his way with me. Jude had a dark way about him that I couldn’t place; I was almost afraid of what he was capable of.
I laid on my couch that evening, unable to stop touching myself at the thought of them. I collapsed onto my back, splayed my legs open, and mentally put myself back in that restaurant, recalling the way their hands felt on me. With no panties on, I hiked my shirt over my breasts, exposing them to the cool air. I knew just how to make myself come at the thought of them. I help my pussy lips open as I fucked myself with my fingers and rubbed my thumb over my clit, which hadn’t stopped throbbing all day.
I thought of Maverick’s hand on my hardened nipple and pinched it.
I drove myself to three orgasms. And even though I was exhausted, just closing my eyes slightly brought them back to mind, making me need it all over again.
How could I do this to myself? What would happen if I needed a new job and my references had to be contacted? How could I expect them not to disclose whatever escapades we’d would embark on? I had no plans to taint my name in the business world before I’d even entered it. Hell, I would have a job by now if I’d already done that with my internship bosses.
Would they really teach me about the company, or just have me sitting in their office waiting for their commands? Would I even be able to take it? I was never good at following orders. I was the lawyer that would burst into the courtroom and stake my claim. I would go to bat for whatever company I represented because it would be my job and I would enjoy doing it. Nothing would keep me from doing that, but would this help me get there?
Jude and Maverick were too good to resist. Although I couldn’t imagine getting more attached than I was supposed to, I knew it was still a possibility.
How could I keep my heart out of such a personal relationship? Somehow, I didn’t think it was possible.
And then I would end up cast away until the next pretty woman came along and stole them. But then again, how could they be stolen from me if it would be them who owned me?
Would I ever let myself be taken away?
I’d just worked way too hard in school and in my internships to let this be the end of me. Still, part of me wondered if it could possibly be a beginning instead. Perhaps they could pave the way for me, while giving me more than just business insight…
Jude said they would both take me at the same time, sharing me. I imagined being rutted apart only to be reformed by Jude and then Maverick—or Maverick and then Jude.
I had never had that kind of sex before. I already knew neither Jude nor Maverick were modestly sized, so it definitely would hurt. But it would feel good too…
Would they do it at the same time? Would my insides feel both of them on either side of me? It was too much to consider. Too much to hope for.
If they were to own me, doing something wrong would obviously anger them. And if they let me go, what would I do with myself? How would I explain to my next employer that I’
d been fired because I didn’t get down on my knees when I was told to?
My mind swarmed as I got off the couch and went to take a shower. Afterwards, I made myself a frozen dinner, which somehow made me think of Jude and Maverick again. I bet they were both dining at the best restaurant, not broke and miserable like me. I hadn’t even asked if I would be paid. But hell, I wasn’t a prostitute, so I didn’t think I would even want to be paid.
As I discarded my empty bowl, my phone rang and I dashed to it. Was it them? The unknown number gave me weird hope.
“Hello?” I answered.
Heavy breathing greeted me on the other line. “Hello, Henley.” Maverick’s deep voice flooded through the receiver.