Gaige pulls out and sits, pulling her on top of him. She straddles his lap, and when she sinks down on them, the both of them groan in pleasure. Gaige's hands grip her perfect little ass tight as he bounces her up and down on him, her slick pussy making wet sounds as she takes him to the hilt over and over again.
I stand, moving next to them, and when she sees me, she whimpers, wets her lips with her soft pink tongue, and opens her lips eagerly. I groan as she takes me inside her mouth.
"Just like that, gorgeous," I growl, my hands tangling in her hair. She hums her pleasure around me, her lips hollowing as she inhales my cock.
"Fuck, you look so fucking beautiful taking the both of us like this."
Gaige groans, burying his face in her neck.
"You've never had two before, huh?"
"Never," she gasps, pulling away from me and moaning in pleasure as she bounces on Gaige's cock.
"So I guess that means you've never come with two big cocks filling you and making you theirs, have you?"
Tess just cries out, her face crumpling in pleasure as he starts to fuck her faster, and deeper. I stroke my cock and bring her mouth back to me, groaning as she hungrily sucks me inside and swirls her tongue on the underside of me. I growl, sliding my hand down her back until I'm cupping her ass. I give her a spank, loving the way she moans so sweetly as she sucks on my cock harder. I spank her again, and she whimpers, her whole body trembling.
"You like that, don't you?" Gaige hisses. "You like being spanked like a bad girl?"
She can only moan, humming around my cock as the two of us start to drive into her faster.
"Because only a bad girl would let two of her bosses fuck her with their big cocks until she came all over them like a good little girl."
Tess looks like she's about to explode. Her whole face is red, her body shakes, and her moans start to drown out everything else in the room. I give her one more spank before I slide my hand down the cleft of her ass until my finger centers on her tight little asshole.
"Next time," I growl, feeling my own orgasm about to shatter over me. "Next time, I'm going to take this, you dirty little bad—"
Tess screams around me as she comes, the orgasm shattering through her like a hurricane. I groan, the last of my willpower cracking as her little mouth sucks me deep into the back of her throat. My balls twitch, and I roar as the cum pumps through my cock like a goddamn hose, spraying down her throat. Gaige groans, and as he drives deep inside of her, I know he's filling her tight little pussy with his cum as well.
The three of us groan, moving slower and slower until we come to a stop. I pull myself from her mouth, groaning and sinking to the couch beneath me. Gaige gently pulls out of her, moving her onto the couch as well as he slumps on her other side. I turn to her, smiling when I see the flustered, panting, grinning look on her face.
"So, I guess that was okay then?"
She giggles at Gaige, turning and punching him playfully in the arm before grabbing his chin and kissing him fiercely.
"Uh, yeah, that was way more than okay."
"I'll second that," I growl, pulling her towards me and kissing her.
"I've wanted to do that since the second I hired you, you know," Gaige growls, stroking her arm and kissing her shoulder.
"You didn't," she says with a smirk.
Gaige laughs. "Right, Vince did. I only did that because I wasn't sure I'd be able to stop myself from jumping over the desk and fucking you halfway through the interview though."
"Shame," she says with this sassy shrug that makes the two of us grin.
"Well, I've still been wanting to do that since you walked into this place."
"Same," I growl.
She turns to me with a curious look.
"I was there when you walked in that day."
"You know, up in the shadows, watching you like a total creep."
She giggles as I flip Gaige off.
We stay like that for another hour after I run up to the bar — bare-assed-naked and grinning like an idiot — and grab us some beers.
…And it's the most incredible hour of my life.
She tells us about her life, about her shitty ex, and about moving to New York. We tell her shit we've never told anyone; let alone a girl we barely know. Shit about growing up poor in this city. About how Gaige and Vince's mom took me in when my parents skipped town. About having to scrape by until we could finally build the place we knew we could always build. And by the end of that hour, I'm not just into this girl, I'm fucking falling for her. Both of us are — I can see it all over my friend's face. Remember how I said I knew this girl was trouble the second she walked in? Well, that hour is when I really know it's true.
Because by the end of it, Gaige and I are beyond hooked. We're addicted. And as insane as it, by the end of it, we're goddamn in love with Tess. I don't even know what that means, because it's nothing either of us have ever felt for anyone besides this brotherhood of ours, but it's there. Putting her in a car finally and getting her home safe and sound is like this feeling of being stabbed — like every second she's away from us, the more it hurts.
This is new territory. Gaige and I have shared girls before, but only something passing and physical, not to mention forgettable. This is totally different. Because with Tess, it's so much more than that. We've shared a girl's body before, but never her heart, and I'm suddenly wondering if this friendship we've got that's thicker than blood can survive something like Tess.
5
Tess
When I wake up the next day, I almost wonder if everything I remember is a dream. Because when I think about what happened the night before, it's almost like it can’t be real — like it has to be something wonderful I imagined. But the sweet soreness in my body tells me it was all real. I bite my lip, my pulse thundering through me as I sink back into the covers and remember every dirty, amazing detail — the way they felt, the way that the both of them held me, and touched me, and kissed me, and fucked me.
Last night was like nothing I've ever experienced. Not even close. For one, because of the obviously new experience of being with two guys at the same time. That alone has my cheeks burning hot as I burrow under the covers. Part of me can't believe I actually did it — that I actually had a crazy threesome with two gorgeous men who also happen to be my bosses. But the other part of me glows with this newfound excitement - like I've awoken this dirtier, sexier part of me that I've always kept hidden - maybe a part of me I never even knew was there.
But then there's the other part about the night — the part after the sex, and before I finally admitted I was falling asleep and had to go home. I've never felt so close to anyone. Talking with them, and opening up, and listening to their stories was incredible. And by the time I did leave, I realized that I'd never had anywhere close to that kind of connection with someone — not even with Nathan, and let alone with two someones.
Leaving them hurt, but staying meant something scarier. Staying meant admitting that the little voice in my head was right, as insane as it sounded at the time — the voice that said I was falling for Dane and Gaige.
But no, that's legit crazy talk, I tell myself. No one falls for someone they barely know after one night and one round of hot sex, even if it is the single best, most mind-blowingly good sex of your life. And certainly no one falls for two someones like that.
Except, I think I have. Hard.
The thought makes my brow furrow with worry, and has me crawling back under the covers completely.
No good can come of this.
The thought stings, but I know it's true. Either I tell them and realize they saw it completely differently — just a fun night of letting go with a girl who was willing to take them both. Or, if they do feel the same, there's two of them, and they're freaking best friends. And there's no way that ends well. It's not like I've ever been in this situation before, but I can play it through in my head enough to see how this goes. Two best friends with one girl between them
? Yeah, that's a recipe for disaster. Add to all of this that they're my bosses, and that they own this business with three other good friends, and I'm suddenly wishing last night had never happened, as much as that hurts.
I linger, brooding, under the covers for another few minutes before I finally take a deep breath and swing my legs out of breath.
I know what I have to do, even if it hurts. But there's no good way out of this. There's no scenario where all of this doesn't end in catastrophe, and whether they feel the same way or not, I care enough about the two of them enough to know I have to stop this before it hurts someone. Even if stopping it hurts me.
I dress quickly, have some coffee, and then head out the door. I walk instead of taking the subway, going over what I'm going to say when I get there. And I'm still practicing when I arrive in front of the place where I lost myself the night before.
Lume is closed, since they don't open until evening. But, I know Vince is probably in the office, so I ring the buzzer anyways. A minute later, after Gaige's brooding, quiet, and fierce-gazed older brother buzzes me in, I'm on the way to his office, and I still have no idea what I'm going to say.
6
Vince
I know.
She doesn’t know that, of course, but I fucking know. I didn't immediately, but when I met Gaige and Dane out for a drink way late last night, after they closed up Lume, I fuckin' knew.
They tried to play it coy at first, but when you've known guys as long as I've known Dane and my little brother, you get a good sense for cutting through the bullshit. Both of them had this guilty, shit-eating look on their faces, and it didn't take more than a second for me to put it all together. Hell, I've known what those two knuckleheads have been thinking for years, especially since I'm the oldest and taking care of Gaige, Dane, Luke, and Noah was literally my full-time job until I could teach them how to defend themselves on the streets of Queens. Hell, even after that, I've been taking care of them. So, yeah, I can read their bullshit pretty easily.
"Tess," I'd growled slowly, my eyes hardening and my hand clenching at the drink in my hand. Dane and Gaige had glanced at each other, and I could see them start to try and deny it before I shook my head, stopping them.
I wasn't mad. I'm still not "mad", but there's no denying the jealousy roaring up through me. I've wanted her since the second I saw her that day she walked in. And not just wanted her like I wanted to strip her clothes off and taste every inch of her body, I mean I wanted her as in I wanted her. I know Gaige saw her first — technically. But I was the one that sat through arguably the longest interview of my entire life. And the whole time, I was just slowly becoming addicted to her.
Everything about her too — her beauty for sure, but also her wit, her intellect, and her charm. The way her mind worked, the way she held herself so confidently even after just walking into the hottest club in town looking for a job.
"It just happened, man," Dane had growled, sipping his beer and holding my fierce gaze. He wasn't apologizing, but then, he didn't have to. I didn't and don't have any sort of claim on Tess, even if I want her more than any woman I've ever wanted — by a fucking mile — and even though I barely know her.
The thought of her with the two of them — of Gaige and Dane taking her and claiming that perfect, tight little body every which way until she screamed for more — is an interesting one. I thought about it all night in fact, twisting in my bed with this blazing mix of fierce jealousy and overpowering arousal. Yeah, I might be a little pissed that they got to her first, but the images of her peeling her clothes off, and spreading her creamy thighs for them, or opening those sweet lips to suck on Dane's thick cock while Gaige eases every inch inside — I mean, fuck.
I've literally been hard ever since, and now here she is, standing in front of me in my office above the club. She was captivating before. Knowing what she did last night and knowing now the wildness she's capable of makes her irresistible.
…And I'm honestly not sure how long I'll be able to control myself alone with her.
She shuts the door behind her and turns back to me. She's wearing a modest but flirty skirt, black flats, and button up top. It's not like she's dressed up to look sexy or anything, but that’s part of what makes her fucking gorgeous. Fuck, this girl could've stepped in here wearing a fucking space-suit, and I'd still want to bend her over my desk and run my tongue over every inch of her.
Her face is a deep shade of red, and she chews on her bottom lip as she twists her hands in front of her, like some sort of naughty schoolgirl who's been busted for something bad.
Another image of me bending her over my knee and spanking that naughty little ass for the dirty things she did the night before with Dane and Gaige comes into my mind, and my cock throbs in my jeans.
"What can I do for you, Tess?" I say quietly, my eyes burning fiercely as I drink her in. She swallows again, still looking nervous and awkward as she avoids my eyes.
"I have to quit."
I smile quietly. I wondered if that's what she was here for. And I know why she thinks she has to quit, of course. But that's not going to happen.
"Because?"
I decide to tease her. I decide I want to see her squirm on the line a little bit, because there's something so fucking sexy about that blush to her cheeks.
"Because…" She trails off and shrugs. "You know."
"I'm not sure I do."
I want her to say it. I want her to tell me what a dirty girl she was the night before.
…And then I'm going to have her.
It's nothing I've planned. In fact, it's not even something I was sure of before she walked in here. But seeing her right here, standing in front of me and captivating every bit of my senses, I know it for sure: she's not walking out of this office without me showing her what she's missed with me.
She clears her throat. "Last night…" She trails off again, and I smile.
"What about last night, Tess?" I growl as I stand and stalk around the desk towards her, like I'm hunting my prey. Her eyes go a little wide when I come closer, and I watch as her breath catches. She can probably see the thick bulge in my jeans, but I honestly do not care. Fuck, I want her to see how hard she makes me.
"Why don't you tell me about last night," I purr, moving closer to her. Tess's jaw drops a little, and her face gets even redder.
"You— you know?"
I smile, my eyes burning into hers. "Of course I do. I know all the dirty things you did last night with Gaige and Dane."
She blushes deeper, and I can tell she's about to say something when I stop her with a shake of my head.
"And it's all I've been thinking about ever since they told me."
I step even closer to her, but she doesn't back up. Instead, I watch her chest rise quickly with her breath. Her eyes go a little wider, and when I see a spark in that gaze, I can also see the hunger there. My pulse quickens, my cock pulsing rock hard in the confines of my jeans as I step right into her, until we're almost touching. Tess's breath catches, and she swallows thickly.
"Resignation denied," I growl.
"You can't deny me quitting."
"I just did."
"Why?" she says quietly, her eyes darting over mine.
"Because I can't and I won't let the girl I never saw coming and can't get out of my head walk away from me."
I don't give her even a second to let that sink in before I pull her tight to me, lean in, and kiss her with everything I have. It's better than I even imagined. Her pillowy, soft lips sear to mine, and when my tongue seeks entrance to her mouth, she whimpers softly as she opens them for me. I growl into her, my hands tightening on her and pulling her so close that I'm enveloping her in my powerful arms. Time stands still, I pretend I don't need to breathe, and I just get utterly and totally lost in that kiss.
Slowly, panting for air, we pull apart, and our eyes lock. Her face is flushed, and her look is pure, raw want as I hold them with my own.
"Where did that come f
rom," she breathes, bringing a hand up to touch her lips gingerly.
"I wanted to do that from the second you walked into this office the first day you strutted in here," I growl. "I wanted to do that and so fucking much more ever since I laid eyes on you."
Her lips pull back in this adorable smile, before suddenly, it falters and she looks away.
"Last night, with Dane and your brother…" She bites her lip, still unable to look at me. "If I'd known—"
I stop her with a small chuckle, and this time, she looks right up at me.
"You think I'd have kissed you just now if that mattered to me? Those two couldn't keep a secret to save their lives. They told me last night, though they didn't have to because it was all over their faces." I draw a breath and pull her into me. "Tess, you'll find that I'm a jealously protective man, except when it comes to my brothers. And Dean is basically just as much a brother to me as Gaige."
She shakes her head, her brow worried. "You're not pissed about what happened last night?"
"Pissed? No." My jaw tightens as I press into her, my hand sliding down her back until it firmly cups her sweet little ass. She gasps, and her hips arch into me.
"Not pissed, beautiful," I growl. "Turned the fuck on."
I kiss her again, and this time, it's downright savage. She moans into my lips this time, our tongues dancing together as I crush her against my body. I whirl, making her gasp as I push her back until her ass comes up against my desk.
"Tess, I think you’ll find that we all share more than a business," I groan.
"You're really not upset about what happened last—"
"I'm not," I say with finality. "But only if you say it."
"Say it?"