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)
He grinned back. “So you don’t think we’re taking advantage of you?”
“No,” I said quietly, holding that gaze of his and shaking my head.
“What about just plain taking you?”
I gasped and turned, not realizing Sean had moved so close to my side. I met that dark look of his and nodded, feeling the thrill rush through me. “Yeah, uh, yeah that I’m pretty much on board with.”
“So, let’s do something,” Damien said with a nod.
“What, like me go on a date with all three of you?” I said with a curious smile.
“Exactly you going on a date with the three of us, actually,” Sean murmured, a hand trailing down my back.
I swallowed and quickly turned back to him as I nodded. “I think I’d like that. When should—”
“Fuck it, right now,” Hunter said with a casual shrug. “It’s a slow day, we’ll call it right now. Let’s take off.”
I laughed. “Must be nice owning your own company.”
“It’s looking pretty good right now,” Damien said with a wink and a grin.
“Okay, well.” I shrugged. “I guess my bosses just gave me the day off, so it looks like I might be free.”
The men laughed.
“Where are we going?”
“I think I’ve got a place in mind,” Hunter said. “It’s a great beach.”
I blinked. “The beach?”
“Exactly. Do you by chance have a passport on record?”
“What? Where—”
“Yes or no, Arianna?”
There was Hunter’s commanding tone, suddenly sending a shiver through my body.
I nodded quickly, feeling the desire suddenly throb between my legs.
“Yes.”
I bit my lip.
“Sir,” I added, feeling the desire throb again.
“Good girl,” Damien murmured, making me shiver.
“There’s a changing room through those doors,” Sean gestured across the office to a large wooden door. “I think you’ll find a bathing suit and any clothes you might need in there.”
I blinked in surprise as I turned to him, the question on my lips before I paused.
“My measurements.”
Sean just grinned.
“We’ll go ahead now and make the arrangements, but a car will be here in fifteen minutes to take you to the airfield.”
****
And that’s how I found myself at private airfield outside the city stepping out of a Rolls Royce town car.
The three of them stood there in tailored suits, shirts open at the collars and looking fucking gorgeous. Their eyes hungrily roamed over the strappy white dress I’d found in the changing room back at the office — which of course fit me perfectly.
“Damn,” Sean growled as he helped me out the car.
I blushed. “What?”
“You, that’s what. Damn you.”
I grinned. “Well damn yourself.”
“Fuck, you look good,” Damien murmured into my ear from behind as we stepped towards the waiting jet.
“Shall we?” Hunter gestured towards the plane as I shook my head in disbelief.
“Look, I meant ‘we should go out’ like, go catch a movie, or lunch or something.”
“This is better.”
I glanced at the plane with “Camelot Holdings” stenciled on the side of it.
“It appears so.”
“Come on up, Arianna,” Sean whispered into my ear, his lips brushing my neck. “And we’ll show you how much better it is.”
Chapter 10
What had I stepped into? A week ago I’d been crashing at my friend’s house, hunting for a job and trying not to look at my bank account. Okay, so technically I was still living at my friend’s house. But now? Now I was at thirty thousand feet in a private jet, wearing a dress that probably cost more than my first car, and sipping champagne with three insanely gorgeous, sexy men in casual suits.
Oh, right, three gorgeous men who’ve all taken me at the same time and made my body ache and crave and orgasm like nothing ever had before.
The same three men who were eying me the same way they had the other day — that day they’d commanded me to strip. The day they’d had me on my knees moaning around all three of their thick, amazing cocks. The day they’d fucked me in ways I’d never imagined before.
…Was it getting hot on this plane or was it just me?
The thing is, no man had ever spoken to me the way they had that day. There’d been something commanding, something dominant, and something dark in the way they’d told me what to do. On the one side of things, here we were having a “date” outside the office in order to tear down that awkwardness of the dynamic — them being my bosses and me being their employee. But on the other side, the side of me I’d never opened up before, there was something else.
It was the part of me that liked the way they spoke to me like that, like they controlled me. Again, no guy had ever talked to me like that, and here I had three of them talking and looking and touching like I belonged to them.
It was hotter than anything I’d ever imagined.