Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 33310 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 167(@200wpm)___ 133(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33310 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 167(@200wpm)___ 133(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
“Why don’t you stand over here, Arianna?” Damien purred, nodding at a spot between their three chairs and the front of Hunter’s desk.
It felt like everything was moving in slow motion as I found myself nodding; I put one foot in front of the other, moving to stand where he’d asked me to.
And I had no idea what I was doing.
“Did you enjoy yourself the other day, Arianna?” Sean said darkly, his hand coming up to stroke his jawline.
“I— I don’t know.”
“You don’t know or you’d rather not say?” Hunter growled.
“The second,” I whispered.
“We demand full honesty from our employees, Ms. Holloway,” Damien said, his eyes narrowing. “Especially one working so intimately with the three of us, such as yourself.” His eyes flashed at me as the corners of his mouth turned up.
“So I’m going to ask ask you again, and I want you to tell the truth, Arianna.”
His hungry grin widened.
“Did you enjoy yourself?”
And before I could stop myself, before I could question any of this and go running from that office…
I nodded.
“Yes,” I said quietly, my face going red. “Yes, sir.”
The three of them grinned, and I swore I heard one of them groan.
“You enjoyed thinking about the three of us, didn’t you?” Sean’s dark eyes bore into mine.
I nodded. “Yes.”
God, what was I doing? This wasn’t a dirty late-night fantasy, this was real life. This was me standing in front of all three of my gorgeous, impossibly attractive and imposingly dominant bosses and telling them that I’d enjoyed fantasizing about all three of them while I’d made myself come.
Oh, right, in front of them.
Hunter nodded, clasping his hands in front of him as his gaze slowly moved over my body, leaving a heated trail in it’s wake.
“We’d very much like to see that again, Arianna.”
My heart jumped into my throat as my whole body shivered.
“You— I’m not sure I under—”
“I think you understand perfectly,” he said. Suddenly, he stood and moved right in front of me. I gasped as his hand slid up my bare arm and up over my shoulder. His fingertips trailed over the soft skin of my neck before tracing over my jawline.
“We...” His voice was rich and deep, right next to my ear, and I could feel the heat of his breath teasing across my skin.
“We would like to see you play with that tight, wet, sexy little pussy again for us,” he growled the words into my ear, and I found myself panting and shivering against him before I could even stop myself.
“Right here, and right now.”
He stepped away suddenly, leaving me almost tripping over myself as I sucked in a breath and tried to stop my spinning head. An electric pulse jolted through me as what my boss just said to me slowly sunk in. I mean, talking about all this was bizarre enough, but here they were asking me to do that.
And God help me, I wasn’t running from the room.
I wasn’t running screaming from the building.
In fact, leaving was the last thing on my mind at that moment, even if I wasn’t sure I could actually take the step that dark part inside of me wanted me to take.
My bosses wanted to see me touch myself, and I was honestly considering it, like I was under a spell.
I remembered Sasha telling me about Jordan and Luke for the first time, and just smiling when my jaw had hit the floor at the mention of her two lovers.
“You only get one life you know, Ari,” she’d said, grinning at me, her cheeks flushed and her eyes shining after telling me about the whirlwind romance that swept her up with her two bosses.
“Sometimes you just have to stop worrying about it all and just JUMP IN, because one day, you might regret just waiting on the edge while the opportunity drifted by.”
Damien seemed to sense my hesitation, as he stood and moved towards me. I whimpered quietly as I felt his hands trail up my arms, as I felt his breath tease across the hollow of my neck.
“You can say no anytime you want, Arianna,” he growled into my ear as his hand started to lightly trail across my hips.
“You can say no, and you can leave whenever you want to.” His lips brushed delicately against my earlobe, and I moaned softly.
“But something,” he growled right into my ear. “Something tells me you’re not going to, because I think you’re dying to have us watch you touch yourself.”
He stepped back, leaving me panting and ragged, and feeling like I was clinging to the last hand-hold of a cliff’s edge.
“One day, you might regret just waiting on the edge…”
Slowly, I found myself nodding. And though it was the smallest of movements possible, in that moment, it felt like the biggest jump I’d ever made.