BELLA
Roman and Miles make a game out of turning me on at the office. Little touches and blatant eye-fucking when other people aren’t looking, but Miles is at least willing to follow through. Roman, on the other hand, always wears a smile and passes me off to someone else. Gunner loves the reward of that.
And Gunner is fun. He knows what a purely sexual relationship is about. We laugh and joke together plenty, but when he tries to really talk to me, I make an excuse to leave. It’s harder in the office though.
“We all met in the military, you know?” He asks while playing with my hair as we come down from another orgasm. “Hard ass life. Not all of us …”
“It’s okay, honey. Forget about all that while you’re with me.” I kiss his neck. “Let me make all those memories go away.”
And he kisses me until his timer goes off. He leaves just like that.
Nick even visits me the next day. I get all excited to see him, enjoying our easy back and forth and the way things go between us. He tells me he needs to check in on me, but his questions are definitely not professional.
“And how do you like the position?”
“Which one?” I ask, tired of the thinly veiled flirting.
Roman denying me what I know will be excellent sex and Matthew always being busy has me pissy. I was told I’d have six men and while I’m lucky to regularly fuck two of them and have Roman and Nick’s attention, being denied is driving me insane.
Nick arches his eyebrow. “Wording like that can get you in trouble, Bella.”
“Well, you are the H.R. manager. Wouldn’t that mean you’re in charge of punishing me?” I stand up and bend over against my desk, giving Nick a view of my ass.
He groans and pushes my skirt over my skin. The chill of the A/C against the warmth of his hands makes my stomach clench and has me immediately wet. Nick palms my ass, then spreads my legs with his feet.
“It’s not punishment I have in mind right now.”
“No?”
I hear his zipper go down and the rustle of clothing before he’s inside me. I gasp as his cock fills me. I’ve gotten so used to Gunner, teasing me and fucking me hard that Nick just standing still as my pussy quivers makes me twice as crazy.
“Nick!” I whimper.
He gently covers my mouth. “You’ll have to be quiet for this meeting, sweet Bella.”
He thrusts again. “You feel amazing.”
Nick sets a slow, lazy pace that erodes at all my sanity. He had me fast enough that I’m moaning, eyes rolling back, pushing against him, but slow enough that I feel every inch moving inside me.
“Please,” I gasp. “Harder.”
“I like this pace,” He purrs in my ear.
Shivers dance on the goosebumps that raise on my throat. It’s almost torture to have him like this. To feel him this deep inside me and know that he’s not going to give me more. But Nick’s effort pays off. The smell of his cologne surrounding me, his warm body against mine, two fingers playing with my clit as he grinds deeper inside me.
It’s too much and not enough at the same time. I’m so overwhelmed, so past any kind of reason. The slow burn of my orgasm builds up until I come apart. Nick’s hand tightens on my mouth, but he moans against my throat.
“So good and wet,” He pants. “Wonderful, Bella. You’re wonderful.”
He pulls out and I turn around. I drop to my knees and wrap my mouth around his cock before he can put his pants back on. Nick groans and his fingers thread through my hair. “Naughty girl.”
I pop off him. “You have to come. I won’t let you leave until you do.”
And I prove it by using my mouth in the same way that works on Roman. Nick may like making me wait, but I don’t have that kind of patience. Not when I can still feel my pussy squeezing with every beat of my heart.
Nick groans and muffles his grunts as he comes down my throat. His fingers tighten almost painfully in my hair as he thrusts deeper into my mouth, but then he shakes and cups my cheeks as he draws back. I stand up and rub his wrists.
He nods. “You really are one of a kind.”