For instance, I’d loudly barged into Wilder’s office while he was on a business call. I’d quickly gone to scamper off, but he’d held my gaze with a firm glare and beckoned me. Then, with his phone muted, he’d told me to get under his desk, take out his cock, and show me how a good girl apologized for being so rude.
…I’d done sogladly, touching myself under my panties as I’d sucked his big cock under his desk while he’d finished his call.
Another time, Lincoln had caught me totally blowing off the afternoon and watching mindless television instead of working on some of the summer pre-course work I had for the university. I’m not sure how much of a punishment it was to make me sit on his face while he tongued my pussy until I came screaming his name, but I wasn’t going to complain.
* * *
It wasgorgeous out as I stepped outside, breathing in the country air and loving that we were so alone out here. Wilder’s estate was way out from town, and he had so much land that you couldn’t evenseehis closest neighbors. Of course, that would change when Lincoln finished his place over the next hill, but even that would be pretty damn far away.
The guys were busy, and it was so nice out that I decided a long hike wasexactlywhat I needed. I bent down, lacing up my hiking boots before taking a deep breath and heading into the woods by one of the marked paths on Wilder’s land.
The woods were quiet, and peaceful and beautiful, and I couldn’t help but smile as I traipsed along. Things weregood. Life was good. I’d be going to the school in just a month, but Wilder and Lincoln and I had already discussed me just continuing to live with them. Lincoln was teaching me to drive, since I’d never learned, and Wilder promise that once I wasn’t grinding the gears between “park” and “drive,” I could use anything from his garage to get around.
And really, the whole thing was perfect. Yes, I’d be annoyed at having to spend most of my day away from them at school, but I knew what I could look forward to every night when I came home.Ohdid I know.
Two perfect, amazing men who’d be ready to pounce on me. Too bad I wasn’t majoring inthat.
I took a side trail that I knew would take me down by the road that led to the gates of the estate. Thinking about the two of them had meachingfor them, and I grinned, knowing full well that no matter how busy they were, they weregoingbe pulled away from it the second I got home.
I stepped out of the woods, biting my lip and grinning in anticipation as I headed for the big iron front gates. I could almost already feel their hands on me, and I could feel the heat throbbing between my thighs as I imagined what they might do to me. I knew they were both “for real” busy with work stuff, and I knew me barging in and teasing them for attention would get their blood running hot.
…Hopefully hot enough to punish me.
Then of course, there was the promise they’d made me a few nights before. See, we’d done all sorts of things together so far. They’dbothtaken my ass, they’d shared me between them. And they’d made me come in ways I’d never even dreamed of, with both of their hard, gorgeous bodies pressing into me.
But there was one thing we’d never done yet.
I’d never felt thembothfuck me at the same time — one taking my pussy, and the other in my ass. I’d asked shyly, but they’d both been afraid of hurting me, or pushing me too hard. But a few nights before, after they’d made me come in the shower with both their mouths on me, I’d pushed for it again.
And this time, with fire blazing in their eyes, they promised that we would, soon.
…I was hopingthat todaymight be the “soon.”
I stepped to the gates and flipped open the security code pad on the wall next to it. I could hear a car approaching, mixing with the sound of the birds and the slight breeze, but I paid it no mind. I knew the code by heart at that point, and I’d started to punch it in, when suddenly, the sound of the car braking sharply behind me caught my attention.
I whirled, and my jawdropped.
The crappy, beat-up white Honda looked like it was held together with duct tape. And I actually knew for a fact that itwas, because I knew the car.
…It was my dad’s.
My actual, real, biological dad’s. The man who’d basically abandoned me time and time again. I tensed as the engine shut off with a clang, and when the door swung open on rusty hinges, I took a step back.
“Heeeey there! There she is!”
His eyes were glazed over, his skin sallow and pale as he leered at me. Behind him, the passenger door swung open and Stephanie, Wilder’s drugged out sister and my dad’s partner in crime, staggered out.
“Wellfuck me, looks like my brother’s living pretty good these days, huh?”
I said nothing, pursing my lips and taking another step back. My dad glared at me.
“What, no hug?”
“What are you doing here?”
He scowled. “What, I can’t come say hi to my girl?”
“Not when you’re supposed to be injail.”