“Where is Liam?” she asks, as she accepts the drink.
“Liam? He’s running a bit behind. He had a meeting this afternoon.” The meeting was with an investor. I’m pretty happy he’ll be late, because it gives me a chance to have chastity all to myself.
“Should we dance?” She asks.
I nod and pull her over to the dance floor, where only a few other couples are dancing. I force myself to hold Chastity at a respectable distance and not ravish her on the dance floor in front of all my employees -- at least before they’ve gotten liquored up a bit.
We dance a couple of dances, and I get another drink in her and myself, until we’re both starting to feel a good buzz. She’s relaxed and giggly, and before long it seems natural to do my caveman act. Just a bit more subtly. We drift toward my office for some time alone. She curves against me and follows where I lead her.
When we reach my office, I sit in my chair and pull her onto my lap. She snuggles against me without even a hint of protest. Her head fits under my chin perfectly and she feels good in my arms. I am content just holding her for a moment, though my cock is already straining against my pants.
When she shifts slightly on my lap, and comes into full contact with the length of my cock, she stops. She looked up at me with shining brown eyes. Her lips are colored dusky red, and I can’t resist the urge to taste her. I kiss her with all the passion and need burning inside me. She moans softly as my hands move over her body. Cupping her breasts is like heaven, and I tug lightly at her nipples, which makes her squirm. The warmth of her pussy presses against my leg and I need to taste it more than anything ever needed in my life, so I lift her off my lap and lay her across my desk. Her mouth opens in a startled little ‘o.’
Standing up, I ease her fitted skirt up and over her hips to gather at her waist. Her sweet pussy is covered by thin scrap of red silk, and she’s so wet I know that virgin or not, she wants me.
My hands are trembling as I pull at her panties, unable to get them to come off with her ass planted against the desk. With a growl of frustration, I rip one side and then the other, which makes her squeal in protest before giggling.
The panties out of the way, I get my first sight of her pussy, soft, pink, fuzz neatly trimmed. I lower my head closer and inhale the sweetness, which makes my mouth water.
“I’ve never done this before,” she whispers.
“I’ll take care of you.”
She squirms underneath me, lifting her hips higher to press against my lips, my tongue. My tongue can’t resist her bare, rose-petal colored opening. She tastes salty, decadent, sweet, and as I run my tongue around her sweet lips, she flexes again to be closer to me. Finally giving her what she doesn’t even know she wants, I suck and lick gently at her clit. She let out a sound that was somewhere between a scream and a whimper, and I’m glad that the party is off the main lobby. No one would hear her cry out unless they were right outside the door.
As my tongue circles around the little nub, I love the way she writhes, and I love to earn each gush of honey from her. More than anything, I want to see her come, so I decide to rock her world the first time, and then draw it out more each time I went down on her. I could spend the whole night doing this, as long as my cock doesn’t explode from anticipation.
When she starts to shake underneath me I know she’s close, and I hold the fluttering bits in my mouth as I run my fingers inside her, curving them just right. She whispers something and strains her body against me before bucking her hips when I slowly start licking her again. I could get addicted to the taste of her sweet pussy and even though I never want to stop, I need her to come like I need my next breath. Then I’ll fuck her. Slide my cock into her wet sheath and take her for the first time, ever.
She’s on the edge of coming again when there’s a knock on the door. Cursing softly under my breath as the doorknob turns, I shield her from view as the door starts to open. If it’s Trent from marketing, I am going to kick his ass.
But it’s not. Liam crosses his arms over his chest and stares at us for a moment, a disapproving scowl on his face.
“You got started without me.”
Chapter 11
Chastity
I sit up with a gasp, shocked. It’s Liam! “What are you talking about?”
Blair shrugs. “I’m not sure.”
“I think you know as well as I do that it’s time for her to decide, Blair.” Liam locks the door as he closes it like I wish Blair had. He stops at the desk near me, his hand reaching out to trail down my bare back.
His next words drive everything else from my mind. “Who’s going to be, Sugar? Which one of us gets to have you?”
I look from one to the other. “I’m sorry. I can’t decide.”
Blair and Liam share a glance and though I couldn’t interpret it, they seem to come to an understanding. It must be that twin-tuition thing. When Blair nods, Liam turns back to look at me, and his dark expression makes my stomach flutter with nerves.
“In that case, we’re just going to have to share you.”
I frown. “You mean like you have been with the shadowing?”
“No,” Blair smiles. “He’s saying we’ll both have you tonight. When you think of that idea?”
A menage with the twin brothers? Both of their sets of hands all over my body, their lips to kiss me, and their cocks to claim me? I’m more than ready. It’s not the sort of thing I ever thought I would do, but with these two men, I haven’t been able to think of anything else. I can’t imagine saying no. I nod, and Blair grins while Liam immediately kisses me, his tongue filling my mouth. He’s so dominant, I submit to him while Blair’s mouth moved to my breast, sucking in the taut bud and making me squirm. I arch my back when Liam’s mouth trails down to cover my other nipple, and I tangle my fingers through their hair, holding them both against my breasts as I hitch and shake in deep pleasure, my pussy already twinging with need.