I grasped the hands that Nat and Win each had on my legs, and I swear to god, it really felt like we were all fucking together. The intensity made the room spin as I was fucked with deep, purposeful strokes until the dirty pleasure of being with three men began to swallow me whole. Linc’s cock stretched me again and again as he made me his. Each of the guys in their own way was making me his.
Someone’s hand, I couldn’t be sure whose, slid below my bum and settled on my ass. Holy shit, I’d never really been interested in doing anything back there, but in my heightened state, I probably would have said yes to anything.
My wet pussy had dripped down onto the desk where Linc was so furiously fucking me, leaving my ass nice and wet. The finger probing me back there took advantage of my slipperiness and pressed until I opened enough for it to venture just inside. It circled around, relaxing my tight ring, driving me fucking wild at the same time. I hadn’t known that sort of play could feel so damn great, sending tiny explosions through every pore of my body. I reached one of my hands to my clit and began to rub furiously, I needed to come so badly.
With a finger in my ass plunging deeper and deeper, and Linc hitting every perfect spot inside me, the room spun, and I wasn’t even really conscious any more. All I could do was mumble, whimper, and occasionally scream.
Someone’s fingers pressed into my clit. They might have been mine, or one of the guys, I was no longer sure. It didn’t matter anyway. A masculine growl filled my ears, and my world shattered. I screamed as I came for my three lovely men, covering them all with my cream, as they filled my holes until I could barely breathe.
I was hardly aware of being scooped up by several arms and moved to something soft and cushiony. Lips fell on mine, I had no idea whose, and I found myself held by deep and powerful arms.
* * *
“Garnet? You okay?” a voice asked me. I was coming back into the room, but my legs shook like they’d never stop. When my vision cleared, I saw three devastatingly handsome men peering down on me, all concerned about my well being and happiness. I sat up.
“Whoa,” I said. I looked around the room. “What time is it? I need to get to work.”
Nat raised his hands to the stop position. “Hold on, hold on. We called the bar. Tom agreed to cover for you.”
I looked from one face to the next in disbelief. “You can’t do that. I need to work. I have bills to pay.” I struggled to get up and push past them.
I turned around and looked at them. “Guys, you can’t ask my coworker to cover for me. It’s not fair to him.”
“It’s okay,” Win said. “He offered. Said you can pay him back another time. He’s expecting it to be a slow night, anyway.”
Geez. I guessed this was what one might call teamwork.
I took a deep breath. “What did I do to deserve you? All three of you?” I asked.
“You’re incredible. That’s all,” Linc said softly.
“Clearly no one has ever told you just how great you are, and that you deserve all the happiness there is.”
My heart flipped, and in the next second, was seized by a crippling anxiety.
I was going to have to choose one guy to marry to get Cordy’s estate. How in god’s name was I supposed to do that?
Chapter 22
Ambrose “Brose”
I finally had a few hours off work to move into the mansion that Win had maintained all these years. I’d been inside many a time, invited for beers by the late Cordy, but never in my wildest dreams entertained spending one night there, never mind two weeks. I had to hand it to Win. The dude hooked my ass up.
First with a beautiful woman, then a freaking mansion.
True, I had no idea what might come of our funky two-week arrangement, but what the hell. Win had told me the other guys were cool, and that they’d already had a nice little group sesh with Garnet that left smiles all around.
Of course, he offered no details. Gentlemen didn’t do that. But he didn’t need to. I could tell from the look on his face, the guys had given our girl the time of her life. And to think we were all just getting started.
Christ. Did I just say our girl? I was getting ahead of my bad self, wasn’t I?
Down boy.
Arriving at the mansion, I rang the doorbell. Although I’d be living in the place, I wasn’t sure if I should just waltz in from the get-go.
“Dude!” Win hollered as he pulled the door open. He embraced me with a bear hug, even though we’d seen each other just a few days ago.
He seemed pretty goddamn happy, I had to say.