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I don’t mention anything about how happy we’ll make her, because time will tell. But I’d like to think we’re worth more than an opportunity for career progression. Or at the minimum, I’d like to think we’reequalto it. Relationships and jobs need to coexist. To compliment each other. And while my brothers and I don’t have a great track record, it’s Winter’s attitude tousthat’s yet to be determined.

Brecken’s thumbs stroke Winter’s throat. She gags repeatedly, struggling to take him while enduring Roo’s attentive mouth on her center, and my driving fingers in her ass.

“Arghh,” she garbles before gulping loudly.

Brecken’s voice is low and seductive when he commands, “Take it. Feel everything.”

A distressed moan is all the answer we get as she bucks against Roo’s face. I’m not entirely sure if it’s because she’s trying to wriggle free, or because she’s loving it. Shoving my fingers in deep, I pick up the pace, bending to kiss and bite her exposed, tempting bottom.

“Yes,” Brecken hisses, his jaw tightening, his body tensing.

When his release hits, it’s with a satisfied, hummed growl. His hands smooth over Winter’s throat as she swallows everything he gives her, but her need to breathe is greater. Sobbing out a relieved cry as she moves off him, her soft walls quiver around my fingers as an orgasm sweeps through her, her body twitching, bucking, and battling against us.

She’s a beautiful fucking mess.

“I can’t,” she murmurs, pushing at Roo. “It’s too sensitive.”

Withdrawing from between her thighs, he wipes at his mouth with the back of his wrist. Slowly, I ease out, enjoying every tiny reaction that’s still assaulting her.

Exhausted, she falls forward, her head burying into Brecken’s groin. The last spurts of cum coat his lower abs and dribble down his dusky-colored shaft. With her face nestled against him so intimately, Winter slides her cheek along his stomach and licks him clean with slow, provocative swipes of her tongue.

I’m hard again. I want to fuck her all night long but I think she’s had enough cock tonight.

“This has got to be worth a hundred and ten points, no?” she asks tiredly, referencing the review document we’re supposed to fill out on departure. It’s arbitrary, but seeing as the hotel needs to function until May first, I’m more than happy to let it be known amongst all the staff that we got a five star service from our VIP Manager.

I withhold a smirk, not missing how quickly the distance Winter insisted on keeping has disappeared.

For several minutes, we watch Winter recover. Brecken runs a rough thumb pad over her cheek. I try and tidy her hair which is knotted and messy, cum-stained, too. Reuben helps find her clothes. This moment of quiet is needed and comforting, words unnecessary as we collect ourselves.

Rising to her feet, Winter pulls on her panties. They were gathered up inside her jeans, but she doesn’t bother with those. The fire, although mainly smoldering at a low level, is kicking out some fierce heat. In her underwear, she collapses to the sofa, finding each of us in turn and smiling.

“Was that a first?” I ask.

“The three of you, one after another?” she asks before nodding. “I might need a jaw replacement, but it was….the best,” she sighs out happily.

Dimples popping, Roo suggests, “Stay the night. You can have the spare room if you like, but don’t go back to your apartment.”

“You breaking me in for how it’ll go in Aspen?”

Roo laughs with dark delight.

“That's already started,” he points out. “But tonight, you get to sleep.”

“Because when I get to Aspen I won’t get any?”

More amused laughter, though this time Brecken shakes his head. While being astute and forensically intelligent, she’s also sweet and endearing. Sweetly naïve.

So I tell her, “You'll soon find out."

The End


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