Authors: Em Petrova
Somewhere between buying her flowers and now Alex had set his sights on her. Boss or not, he wanted her.
Loren clamped a hand on Alex’s shoulder. “We already share a bed, Alex. And there’s plenty of room for Posy.”
* * * * *
She gasped at Loren’s revelation, and Alex’s glare was hot enough to singe. But Loren didn’t care. When he’d walked in to find Alex with her, his only thought was having them both. His need for Alex went deep, but Posy had worked her way into Loren’s heart too.
Silence swelled between them. Not even the whir of Posy’s laptop
could be heard, because she hadn’t booted it up yet.
Alex’s face was mottled red, a sure indication Loren had entered dangerous territory.
Alex he could handle. It was Posy’s reaction that mattered.
Her
eyes were bright, excited.
Need slammed Loren just as Alex
shoved him hard. “You son of a—”
He rocked back but didn’t fall.
“No!” Posy hurled herself over the desk, just tall enough to throw out an arm and grab for Loren. Her fingers raked over his midsection, leaving a trail of want.
He and Alex
turned to look at her. She was splayed over the desk, her breasts crushed against the wood and her cleavage bursting from her top. Her ass was thrust into the air, ripe for the taking.
“Fuck, Alex. Don’t you see this is what we
all need?” Loren reached for his lover’s nape. The touch jolted Alex from his angry haze, and they stared at each for a long minute. Understanding shot between their gazes.
Wordlessly
Alex circled the desk, positioning himself by her ass. With a swipe of his arm, Loren cleared the desk. Then together he and Alex flipped Posy onto her back.
“Guys
…I don’t…I can’t…”
“
I think you can and want to, baby.” Loren didn’t wait for more protests. He bent to her mouth.
The first touch sent a bolt of lust through him, followed by a pooling of tenderness that enveloped his heart. He kissed her upside
down, learning the contours of her perfect lips until small squeaks erupted from her.
Her feminine
taste catapulted him into a higher plane of need. His cock battered his zipper, and he groaned.
“My turn.” Alex skimmed Loren’s jaw with his fingers, breaking their kiss. Loren pulled back, drinking in
Posy’s stunned expression. Her blue eyes were deep pools of want.
As Alex leaned over her to take control of her mouth, Loren touched her. He explored the silky skin of her throat, tracing a path
down to her shoulder and farther down to touch her bare arm. The flesh pebbled for him.
Posy’s chest rose and fell. When she tore her mouth away from Alex’s, she gasped, “You guys are
driving me crazy.”
“We know the
feeling, sweetheart,” Alex drawled.
Loren
let his breath tease her ear. “You ever fantasize about using this desk for anything besides work?”
“Y-yes.”
Alex swung his gaze to Loren. He suspected Alex wasn’t a hundred-percent on board with Loren’s proposal to share Posy, yet his eyes were hooded with desire.
They
could talk later. Posy’s nipples were hard spikes distending her blouse, and Loren wasn’t going to wait much longer for another taste of her. He cared about her and Alex both. Why shouldn’t he act on it?
“What have you thought
about, sweetheart?” Alex’s voice was a low rumble.
At
Alex’s talk-dirty tone, the hair on Loren’s forearms stood up.
Posy darted a look at Loren then back to Alex. Her tongue slipped out and she wet her lower lip. “
Umm. It’s impossible not to think about you…taking advantage of me…when you’re in and out of my office all day with your muscles and low-slung jeans and testosterone.”
“Which one of us?” Alex asked.
Posy hesitated. Her breath came faster. Finally she closed her eyes and whispered, “Both.”
Alex hunched his shoulders as if a shiver had claimed him. “You want both of us touching you.
Like this?” He stroked her lower lip with his thumb. When she opened her mouth, he dipped it inside.
Loren’s balls clenched as he watched her wet the pad of Alex’s thumb.
As Alex trailed it down over her jaw, throat and to the seam of her cleavage, Loren could take no more.
He
moved around to close his hands around her waist. God, touching her was so good. After all these weeks of torment, he had her in his hands.
Her belly dipped with every breath. He
danced his fingers over her waist then upward over her ribs, so close to her breasts. But Alex reached them first.
Kissing
her, Alex closed his hands over each mound. She moaned and squirmed.
Through hooded eyes, Loren watched Alex caress her breasts then tweak her nipples. A rough cry broke from her.
“I can’t hold back.” Loren tugged her blouse from the waistband of her skirt. The glimpse of tanned flesh ignited him. His jeans tightened unbearably and all he wanted to do was ram into her tight, soft body. But he needed to make this good for her—they both did.
He
unbuttoned the blouse and slid it off. As her red lace bra came into view, he and Alex shared an oh-fuck-how-are-we-going-to-slow-down look.
Alex popped her breasts from the bra, letting them rest on the shelf of fabric. Posy’s gaze was
scorching.
Alex raised his head, meeting Loren’s gaze. “Share?”
Loren grinned. “Yes.”
They looked to Posy. Her lips were ripe and glistening with fresh moisture from her tongue.
“Sweetheart?” Alex prompted.
She nodded, eyelids heavy with want.
Alex bent to one breast while Loren took the other. As Loren closed his lips around the tight bud, his mind erased of everything but the feel of this woman. He circled the tip with his tongue then bit into it gently. She cried out, and he blew a puff of air over the wetness until her nipple strained.
Alex nudged his jaw with a finger, and when he lifted his head, Alex kissed him.
The carnal brushing of lips sent Loren reeling.
“
Oh my God. It’s a wet dream.” Posy cupped their faces as Loren poked his tongue into Alex’s mouth.
Alex rumbled a laugh and chased Loren’s tongue. When they pulled apart, Posy was panting. “She
needs us.”
“
Uh huh.” Loren locked his mouth over her nipple again, drawing on it with short pulls while flicking his tongue over her skin. Small gasps burst from her. When Alex began to kiss a path down to her navel, he felt her hold her breath.
Loren released her nipple and claimed her mouth. She opened to his invasion, as sweet and pliant as he’d imagined her.
“Lift your hips,” Alex ordered.
Posy shifted, and Loren’s cock jerked at the rustle of clothing
being removed.
“Holy
…fuck, Loren, look at this.”
He gazed
down her body at the tiny panties barely covering her mound. “Hell. Is she shaved?”
She made a noise and shook her head, but Alex had pulled the lace
down enough to reveal a tiny landing strip pointing straight toward the honey Loren craved.
“Switch me places,” he said.
“Nope. I’ve known her longer. I get the first taste.” Alex eased her panties down her hips and off her feet, which were now bare. Somewhere along the way she’d lost those sexy-as-hell high heels.
“She’s soaking wet,” Alex gritted out. His hat had been abandoned
somewhere too. Loren wanted to run his hands through Alex’s messy hair and kiss him until he begged for Loren’s cock in his ass.
Groaning
, Loren stared down into Posy’s eyes. A question lurked there. “What is it?”
“How long have you two been…
?”
“Lovers?”
“Yes.” A shiver coursed through her.
“Since before we started the business. Believe me, you’re in good hands with Alex.”
Posy reached for him. When she twisted her hands into his shirt and yanked him down to her mouth, Loren’s heart leaped. As he drowned in the kiss, she worked the buttons of his shirt. Sliding her hands inside, she groaned.
Loren stole a peek at Alex. He was worshipping each tanned inner thigh, kissing and nipping closer to her pussy with each pass. Loren moved to her breasts to lavish them with the same attention.
Alex ran a forefinger through her slippery folds. “God...”
“I’ve been praying
like that for weeks when you guys are around,” Posy gasped.
Working
his finger into her tight opening, Alex grinned. “That so, sweetheart?”
“Y-yes.” She bucked into his hand even as she arched into Loren’
s touch.
Alex twisted his finger deeper.
“Gimme a taste,” Loren demanded.
After pulling his finger free, he held it out. Loren groaned at the juices clinging to his skin.
Taking the finger into his mouth, he growled.
Posy issued a ragged moan. Loren hollowed his cheeks as he cleaned off Alex’s finger. Her sweet flavors coated his tongue, and he was reluctant to release him. But Alex withdrew his finger and buried it in Posy’s cunt in one ha
rd thrust.
“My turn for a
taste.” Alex lowered his mouth and delivered a long, slow lick.
Posy shuddered, and Loren took her mouth in a long, sucking kiss. Knowing Alex was enjoying her decadent
taste only fueled Loren’s fires. Alex was an extension of him.
As he kissed her, Posy ran her hands
all over his chest and abs. Her fluttering touch drove him to distraction. When he broke the kiss, she rasped, “I want to taste you.” She scraped a nail over his fly.
The vibration just
about stole his control. Her eyes were two deep pools of desire.
“Please.”
The minute she took him in her sweet mouth he’d race to the finish line, but how could he deny her?
He worked open his belt buckle and fly. When he drew his cock from his boxers, her eyes dilated. “Come here.” She twisted her head to the side, ready to take him.
Heart thumping, he positioned his cock. She puckered those rosebud lips and kissed the plump head. When he saw his pre-come coating her luscious mouth, he almost came. With extreme slowness she cleaned off her lips.
At that moment Alex did something that made her
eyes roll up.
“Close, baby?” Loren murmured, rubbing his cock over her lips. “Take me and we’ll come together.”
She parted her lips and he sank his inches into her scorching heat.
Need rushed from his balls and spread
like fire through his body. He rocked into her mouth, driving deep. She took him—all of him.
The wet sound of Alex’s fingers in her pussy filled the room. “She’s close.
Quivering on my fucking fingers.”
Posy and Loren moaned. Loren alternated between watching Posy’s face as she sucked his length and Alex’s as he lapped her folds. Posy
stiffened. Her nipples bunched into tighter knots, and Loren reached for one. White-hot lust claimed him. The orgasm barreled through his system before he could stop it.
As soon as his
juices hit her tongue, Posy came. She jerked, rising and falling against Alex’s mouth while swallowing Loren’s release. Their gazes locked, and Loren lost his heart.
Chapter Four
As the last shocks of orgasm ripped through Posy, her mind finally grasped the situation. While Alex and Loren disrupted her thought processes with their lips, tongues and callused fingers, she hadn’t been able to wrap her mind around what was happening.
With the flavor of Loren on her tongue and zaps of lust shooting through her core, she came to her senses.
Loren and Alex had claimed her—right here on her messy desk.
And they had been lovers first.
Every touch or look they’d shared suddenly seemed fraught with innuendo. Damn, thinking of their chiseled bodies moving together drove her up the steep slope of need again.
She gripped Loren’s hips, drawing him into her throat as far as she
could. His features shivered with bliss.
Alex slowed his tongue strokes, bringing her
down but not allowing her to forget about what kind of ecstasy he could deliver.
Loren pulled
out of her mouth and replaced his cock with his thumb. She nipped the salty pad, and they shared a grin.
“I’ve only got two condoms, so we’re going to have to get her home soon,” Loren said.
Home? They planned for this to go on? Her pussy clenched, juices oozing from her. Moaning, Alex gathered them. Then he raised his head, and he and Loren came together with a clash.
Their kiss took her breath away. Gorgeous faces, stunning bods—and the way Loren drove his tongue into Alex’s mouth, gathering her flavors, threatened her sanity.
Her nipples ached, and she palmed them. As one, the guys turned to her.
“Let’s get you off
this desk, sweetheart.” Alex’s eyes glowed.
“Yes,
like
bent over
this desk.”
They each took a hand and helped her sit up.
She only prayed no customers walked in at this time of day. Or worse, Alex’s mother.
As she slid off the desk,
some papers came with her.
“I’d say our Valentine’s Day is off to a great start,” Alex said, admiring her curves. His eyes darkened, and his distended jeans spoke of his
need.
Loren locked an arm around Alex and reached between his legs to fondle
Alex’s cock.
Posy gaped at the sight, her pussy squeezing with fresh arousal.
“God, that’s so hot.”
The
bad-boy grins that graced their faces threatened to make her faint dead away. Struggling for breath, she stared at Loren’s hand fishing in Alex’s jeans. When he pulled his cock free and rolled it through his fist, she made an involuntary noise.
“That turn you on, sweetheart?” Alex’s lips twisted upward.
“Yes,” she whispered.
“You want him inside you? He’s fucking big. Think you can take him?” Loren asked, pumping Alex’s cock. Alex leaned against him, knees bowed as though ready to collapse.
Mesmerized, she nodded.
Loren nuzzled Alex’s neck, and still jacking him off
with one hand, reached into his back pocket and flipped open his wallet. He held it out to Alex, who removed the two condoms Loren had mentioned.
Dark need slithered low through Posy’s belly. Alex opened one and fitted it over the tip of his cock. Then Loren rolled it
down with one smooth stroke.
Posy leaned against the desk, pussy throbbing and nipples pinched. When Alex removed his shirt, she held her breath.
His body was glorious. He’d strutted shirtless around the warehouse in hot weather before, but knowing she was going to have access to all that muscled flesh sent her through the roof. Her fingers still tingled after touching Loren.
He released Alex, and the pair stripped off the rest of their
clothing. Boots, jeans and shirts pooled on the floor amidst the paper mess and her own clothing.
They came toward her, cocks jutting.
Like having my very own male dancers.
Alex wrapped her in his arms, molding her to his body. She closed her eyes and reveled in the pattering of her heart. He angled his head
and delivered a slow and tender kiss.
When Loren cupped her pussy, she gasped. Alex swallowed it, his cock hard steel against her. While Loren expertly worked his fingers in and out, Alex’s kisses made her quiver.
The pad of Loren’s thumb against her clit stole her control, and she bucked against his hand.
“She’s so ready,” Loren rumbled.
Alex walked her around so he could sit on the edge of the desk. From behind Loren lifted her and settled her, straddling Alex’s lap.
Her breath came in short spurts.
“Posy, I’ve wanted you for so damn long.” Attraction zipped between their gazes. Loren kissed her neck and plastered himself to her spine. His length probed her buttocks, and she tensed.
“Don’t worry, baby. I won’t claim your ass yet. But I’m going to show you how good it will
feel.”
His promise sent a thrill through her, and moisture coated Alex’s arousal beneath her.
Wrapping her arms around Alex and angling her head to give Loren better access to her throat, she shoved hard. Impaling herself on her new lover.
He thrust his tongue into her mouth as Loren swirled his up and
down the column of her throat. Alex gripped her ass, suspending her as they moved to a brand new rhythm.
Five strokes, six. When he brought her
down again, Loren settled his finger against her pucker. He began to stretch her…and finally fill her.
Her body clenched around the invasion.
No one had ever touched her this way, but the fullness did brand new things to her. Passion raged. She tore her mouth from Alex and kissed Loren. He tasted like sunshine and grass and sin.
She sucked his tongue while reaching for that unseen peak. Alex cradled her breast and drew it to his mouth, sliding in and
out of her in time to Loren’s finger-fucking.
The pressure increased. Spots formed before her vision.
Loren shoved deep at the same time Alex did, impossibly stretching that thin barrier between them. With a cry, she came. Her body clenched and released, contracting wildly.
Alex caught Loren’s jaw and kissed him hard, pounding Posy into a puddle of ecstasy. When he came, she
felt the first jet of come heat her. The sensation sent her cartwheeling once more.
They pinched her nipples and stroked her back, hands everywhere at once. She clung to them, her emotions rioting around the biggest orgasm of her life.
As their movements became less frantic, she looked at the coating of dark hair on Alex’s jaw under Loren’s lips. They broke apart and smiled at her, claiming more than her body.
* * * * *
Alex ruffled his fingers through his hair before shoving his hat low. His urge was to push it lower to hide his eyes—and hopefully the feelings whirling through his chest.
He’d known touching Posy
would be as easy as riding bareback, but he hadn’t expected to be drawn so close to her. And some new and inexplicable connection with Loren had resulted.
He
could hardly meet the man’s eyes without feeling as if the ground was moving. Sharing her had brought them closer. The instant they’d trapped her between them, any possessiveness he’d once felt had vanished.
Loren and Posy were
already in the truck, waiting for Alex to lock up. No work would be done today, but he couldn’t possibly focus when his cock was throbbing for a piece of Loren and he still had Posy’s taste in his mouth.
Loren rolled
down the window and waved an arm from the driver’s seat. “Hurry up!”
Alex kicked up the pace and jumped into the passenger’s
seat, once again squashing Posy between them. “For once I like your old truck.”
Loren looked over Posy’s shining dark head, and a grin
split his rugged features. “At times like this it’s nice not to hassle with a console like in the newer models.”
“Yeah, even if it does break down too often.”
He placed a hand on Posy’s upper thigh. Giving in to his impulse to touch her after all this time felt so damn good.
Loren put the truck in gear and slid his arm around her shoulders. The Texas
heat caused Alex’s shirt to cling to his spine.
Soon we’ll all be undressed on that king-sized bed.
Suddenly Posy gasped.
“What is it?” Loren let off the accelerator.
“I forgot to place that order.”
“Ah hell. It can wait another day.” Alex splayed his fingers over her upper thigh, edging close to the heat he wanted so bad. She wiggled closer to his hand. Leaning in, he burrowed his nose against her hair. “What were you doing on your hands and knees when I came into the office this morning?”
Loren shot him a look. “What did I miss?”
Posy’s cheeks turned pink. “I lost the supply list and started searching for it.”
“And the files got away from you?”
“Something like that.”
Alex skimmed his hand up to cover the button that had popped open in her disheveled moment. She covered his fingers and entwined them with hers. His heart pulsed at the gesture.
When Loren lifted his hand off her shoulder and ran a fingertip over Alex’s shoulder, more warmth infused him.
“So tell me a little about your…relationship,” Posy said shyly.
They’d never discussed it, but maybe it was time. Neither he nor Loren spoke. The silence stretched.
She placed a
hand on either of their thighs. “You don’t really call it a relationship, do you?”
“No,” they said at once.
“Well…you’re sleeping together. Sharing a bed at night, right?”
Alex nodded.
“Then it’s not just casual sex to get your jollies off. But the jollies are hot as hell, I must say.” Her voice grew husky.
More silence reigned. Finally Loren murmured, “
It’s not just casual.”
Alex didn’t respond, and they rolled on toward the small ranch they rented. In the beginning they’d claimed separate bedrooms. But after mere weeks together, they
’d given in to their primal urges and went to bed together. They hadn’t slept separately since.
Maybe it’s time to define more than my relationship with Posy.
Alex’s mind replayed every minute of their lovemaking on the desk. He craved so much more.
He and Loren took turns exploring Posy’s body. One hand under her skirt, one
down her blouse. Alex kissed her long and hard, letting his need for her rage out of control.
By the time they pulled into the gravel driveway, his jeans were so tight he feared his cock may
lose blood flow.
Loren cut the engine, and Alex jumped out. When Posy scooted his way, he grasped her waist and swung her to the ground.
Hurrying ahead, Loren fished out his house key and unlocked the door.
The three of them entered the cooler depths and Alex said, “Don’t get too comfy in this A/C, sweetheart.
We’re going to get you good and sweaty by the end of the day.”
Loren slammed the door then leaned against it.
“I’m not going to run out, Loren.” Posy laughed, music to Alex’s ears. He found himself grinning in response.
“After those orgasms Alex gave you, I believe that.
I just want to make sure I get my turn to pleasure you.” He reached for her, and she slid into his embrace.
Alex’s chest tightened. They looked so damn good together, and they both belonged to him. Posy might not know it yet, but he was going to stamp his brand on her.
And Loren…well, Alex had some talking to do. After all this time he should have let Loren know how much he meant to him.
Alex dropped his forehead to Posy’s, and Loren tipped his forward too.
Alex jerked when he felt Posy’s hand on his fly.
Loren’s eyes widened, obviously finding the same thing.
“Bed,” Alex ground out.
Loren lifted her and
carried her through the sparsely-furnished rooms. When they reached the bedroom, Alex opened the door to allow them to pass. Loren carried Posy directly to the bed, laid her down and stretched atop her.
Alex’s stomach fluttered, but it wasn’t jealous
y. No, it was anticipation. To see his lover’s cock sink into Posy’s hot little body would be one of the most decadent pleasures of his life.
Loren braced his arms on either side of her head and kissed her. She responded instantly, opening her mouth to his tongue. Loren was a hell of a kisser, navigating
all around his lover’s mouth. Alex couldn’t watch another second without touching himself.
She dug her fingers into
Loren’s muscled spine and wrapped her ankles around his back. He hovered on one arm in order to unzip her skirt. After their office rendezvous they hadn’t let her put her panties or bra back on. So when Loren’s fingers met her wet center, she cooed with delight.