“So fucking tasty and sexy.” He removed the condom and jerked himself, holding my ass as he led himself to his orgasm. “I want to cum on your ass. I want to cover it.”
“Yes, please, cover me with your cum, Jake.”
“Jesus,” Logan muttered above me.
Jake’s grunts filled the air when the first jet of his hot seed ended on my left ass cheek, followed by a few more spurts that ended on my right ass cheek and lower back.
“Fuck!” He stilled and held onto me, his heavy breathing matching mine. “You’re amazing, beautiful.”
I was barely able to get back to my feet. “You two are so good to me.”
Logan groaned. “Too bad we don’t have much time left. I would love to take my time with you.”
They helped me clean myself and fixed the plates on the table, amused with the mess we’d made.
“Do you think the waiter will say anything?” I asked, suddenly too embarrassed about what transpired here. I couldn’t imagine even in my wildest dreams I would be this daring. They made me lose all my reason.
They smiled. “I don’t particularly care about that,” Jake said. “Do you?” he asked Logan.
“Nope. Not at all.” He approached me and kissed my lips gently, which was a complete contrast to the way he made love to me. “I would gladly do it again.” His eyes held such passion in them that I was left speechless for a couple of seconds.
My body warmed at the prospect of sleeping with them again. I would love that. Now that I had them, my lust just got stronger, and there was no way for me to douse its flames.
9
Logan
I have been ruined for the rest of my life.
Sex with Madeline could ruin any man. Especially getting to watch her. That’s what was so exciting about sharing a woman. Watching her take the same pleasure from someone else, and seeing how it affected them. And she was so fucking beautiful doing it. Her blush spread everywhere, her body flush and pussy so perfectly pink drove me mad. How had someone not claimed her already? Never mind that. We had her now. The look she gave us…she wanted more. And we were ready to give it.
I knew even when I had my fingers buried in her at lunch that it would drive me crazy. I nearly exploded from the pleasure. I had enough trouble keeping my thoughts at bay the past few days. Now lying in bed, all I could do was think about her.
I was supposed to go in for my office hours but I couldn’t imagine paying any attention to the students now. I got dressed in khakis and a dress shirt, then headed out the door. Sometimes the strict confines of a suit were too much.
“Uh, Mr. Moyer; are you listening?”
I came back to the voice in my office. A young woman, one of the international students from Nigeria stared at me with a hard face and her thick glasses.
“Yes, I am. Sorry.”
I gave her my undivided attention as best I could and then listened to the rest of the students for the next hour. I even went over to make sure I saw everyone because I felt bad that they had waited. Some of them made stuff up just to see me, but most had genuine concerns that they needed my help with, so I couldn’t turn them away.
I had a meeting with Jake to go over the new contract and was a half hour late. But he didn’t seem to care. I sat in his office as he poured a scotch for us both.
“I think this could make us a lot of money.” He was talking about Madeline’s start-up.
Being principal investors gave us a lot of head way, but we weren’t going to cheat her out of any of it. She could make a lot of the decisions, but the contract would state that we had final say. She was so business savvy though, I couldn’t imagine not agreeing with whatever she would have to say.
“Yeah, if we do it right.” I said. He arched a brow and handed me the glass. I would need about three of these.
“I think Madeline can make anything seem right.” Jake shot me a look. We were both thinking of yesterday afternoon. It had been crazy. Hot, erotic, and insane.
“What time frame did you put on that contract?” I asked him. He usually drew up all the agreements. He had a way with the lawyers and words that went over my head sometimes.
Just last year, a company we invested in tried to come after us for breach of contract and Jake shot them down before they could even call a lawyer. So, I started leaving everything to him.
“Fifteen weeks.” He replied, sipping his drink.