Total pages in book: 106
Estimated words: 100060 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 500(@200wpm)___ 400(@250wpm)___ 334(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 100060 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 500(@200wpm)___ 400(@250wpm)___ 334(@300wpm)
They’ve already piled in, arms crossed, looking at me expectantly.
We’re standing very close to one another, their big chests offering me warmth. The showered cleanliness of them so inviting, I mentally sob. No single man has ever been so touchable to me, but somehow these three beg for welcoming strokes from my palms. Valiantly, I try to ignore the effect their nearness has on my pulse. Or…is it one of them? All of them? I’m so confused. “What?” I ask semi-unsteadily, closing the door. “You have the nerve to show up here—at my job—and look at me like I owe you money?”
They all react differently to my gripe.
Tobias rocks back on his heels, Britishly amused.
Gabe hangs his head slightly.
Banks clears his throat, seeming to realize at once how intense the trio of them are coming across. “Allow me to explain, Elise. After you left last night, the three of us went out for a drink.”
“None of us ordered Michelob Ultra or something equally ghastly,” Tobias interjects. “So rest assured we all have a pair of balls.”
“Wasn’t really concerned about it, since I never plan on seeing them,” I shoot back.
Banks sends Tobias a look. “Maybe it’s best if you say nothing for a while.”
“Shut up and perform, Tobias. Not the first time I’ve heard that.”
“Great,” Banks says dryly, before returning his attention to me. “As I was saying, we went out for a beer and…” He pauses to adjust the collar of his dress shirt, which I already know smells incredible. Smoky and sweet. “I think it’s safe to say we were all dumbstruck by what happened on the tram. I don’t know how else to describe it. But none of us has experience with—”
“Objection.” This from Tobias. Obviously. “I’ve been in a foursome.”
“Not without getting paid, I’m guessing?” Banks says.
Tobias gives a very sage nod. “You are correct about that. Maybe it’s you lot that owes me money.”
“I am leaving in thirty seconds,” I inform them with a bright smile.
This pronouncement makes Gabe very unhappy. He shifts right to left in his boots and seemingly forces himself into speaking. “After what happened with my brother and ex, I haven’t dated anyone. Didn’t have any interest. It’s definitely a shock to me that the first time I do have some interest—a lot of interest, Elise—I’m sharing her with two other dudes. It doesn’t really make any sense after what I’ve been dealing with personally.” He swallows, visibly confused by the next thing he says. “But it didn’t exactly feel…wrong, either.”
It's a challenge to keep my expression neutral when the memories of last night are crowding in from all sides, making me ache in places I shouldn’t be aching while on the clock. But I can feel Gabe’s calloused hands taking ownership of my breasts, his slow tug of my nipples through my shirt and bra. I remember Banks’s breath on my mouth, panting, hungry. And Tobias…I truly hate him for making me obsess over what he’d been planning to do before the lights came back on and the spell was broken.
I’ll tend to the pussy, of course.
The word “tend” makes me think of farming.
Like driving a tractor. Or plowing.
Had he planned to plow me? Am I overthinking this?
“When I said we had a drink, I lied. Slightly.” Banks glances briefly at the men beside him. “It was more like three. By the time we got to the third one, we admitted that, uh…”
“We loved the idea of you getting the maximum amount of pleasure,” Tobias finishes, heat replacing the amusement in his blue eyes. “Maybe it’s the fact that we all met you at the same time, but the sharing felt good, because it benefited you. Don’t get me wrong, there is some definite jealousy among the ranks. If two of us turned our backs, the third would rob you like an art thief with a chance at stealing the Mona Lisa.”
“I prefer to be compared to the Birth of Venus, but okay.” It’s getting very difficult to pretend that my knees aren’t shaking. “Point taken.”
That dimple makes a brief appearance on Tobias’s cheek. “I think I speak for all of us when I say, we want you individually, all to ourselves, but this situation…”
“It calls for something more evolved,” Banks finishes. “You do. You will get more satisfaction out of the three of us. None of us can find fault with offering you more. In fact, it seems like a crime to do otherwise.”
“We’d like another chance to worship you. Do you happen to have an opening in your schedule?” Tobias’s gaze runs down the front of my apron and snags on my thighs. “Today would be great. Within the next hour would be preferable. Happy to host at my place.”
There is an intense flutter between my legs that I’ve never really experienced before. It’s like a second heartbeat. It’s instinct. My body is quite aware that they would give me something that it would never forget, but my brain is very adamant that pursuing this…arrangement is a bad idea. This, these men, is something I wouldn’t be allowed to do halfway. My intuition is telling me they would require all of me. Every little bit.