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Authors: Roni Loren

Tags: #Contemporary, #Romance, #cookie429, #Kat, #Extratorrents

Fall Into You (29 page)

Kade sat in a chair on the other side of the desk, relaxed, his ankle resting on the
opposite knee. He had his ever-present legal pad on his lap, notes scrawled across
it. He gave her a quick glance, the deep blue of his eyes unreadable, then went back
to his notes. She cleared her throat, feeling like she’d intruded on their business
meeting. “You wanted to see me, sir?”

“I hired you to pour coffee and answer phones. I did not hire you to make a scene,
curse in front of my colleagues, or flirt shamelessly with my clients,” Grant said,
his voice sterner than she’d ever heard it. “You put Mr. Vandergriff in quite an awkward
position.”

She bit the inside of her cheek. Even though she knew this was part of the game, the
admonishment had her looking at a spot on the hardwood floor. “I apologize.”

He gave a heavy sigh and leaned forward, forearms on the desk. “Charlotte, I’m starting
to doubt your commitment to the position. Maybe this isn’t the right job for you.”

She lifted her face to him. Was he actually doubting her dedication to him and the
training, or was this all part of a script she wasn’t privy to? Either way she was
ready to prove how wrong he was. “Please, Mr. Waters. I can do better. Give me another
chance. I need this…job.”

And as the words slipped past her lips she realized how true they were. This had gone
beyond some fun training, some way to get her promotion. A part of her now needed
this, craved it. Craved
him
. The thought of walking out and just…stopping and going back to her regular life
gave her a panicky feeling.

Ah, hell, she was so screwed.

Grant gave her an up-and-down perusal, his eyes cool. “Lock that door behind you,
Ms. Beaumonde. Perhaps we can work something out.”

She kept her gaze locked with Grant’s and reached behind her to turn the lock on the
door. The grind of the metal was deafening in the heavy silence of the room.

Grant rose from behind the desk and stepped toward her, his footfalls echoing off
the floor. She remained rooted to her spot as he circled around her like a tiger deciding
which part of his prey to tear into first. Kade’s gaze met hers, his interest evident,
and Grant clamped a hand around the nape of her neck, startling her.

“Charlotte, verbal reprimands seem to be lost on you,” he said, his grip tightening.
“Maybe you need something a little more tangible to remind you to listen.”

She swallowed hard as he nudged her forward toward the desk. He stopped along the
edge, then pushed her flat against the surface, spreading her upper body across the
top of the desk and removing her glasses. The angle and the high heels pushed her
ass high, the position making her feel hopelessly vulnerable to him.

Hot palms cupped her ass through the thin fabric of her skirt, Grant’s thumbs tracing
the line between her cheeks. Warmth leaked through her system, making her nipples
tighten against the desk’s
surface and wet need gather between her thighs. “Ah, will you look at that, Vandergriff.
Apparently, Ms. Beaumonde is forgetful at home, too. Looks like she forgot to put
on her panties today.”

Charli watched as Kade got to his feet and then disappeared from her line of sight
when he moved next to Grant. Fingers found their way beneath the hem of her skirt
and tugged upward. A little cry of surprise passed her lips as one of them shoved
the tight skirt all the way to her hips, exposing everything.

“Very nice.” Kade’s voice was soft, appreciative. A hand caressed her bare skin. Kade’s.
His fingertips didn’t have the roughness of Grant’s.

“She’s sexy, isn’t she?” Grant said, a tinge of pride in his words. His callused hand
moved between her legs and found her slick folds. “I can barely look at her without
getting hard.”

She closed her eyes, trying to calm herself. Her body was revving like a race car
engine. She didn’t want to like this. Didn’t want to think about the kind of girl
this probably made her. The feminist in her was flailing about, but the protest was
useless. Some part of her needed this. She couldn’t ever remember feeling as wantonly
female as she did right now. Two gorgeous men looking at her and touching her like
she was some sort of prize.

Grant slid two fingers inside her, coaxing a quiet moan from her. “Well, well, Ms.
Beaumonde, maybe I’ve underestimated your skill set. If you feel as good around my
cock as you do around my fingers, I may have to reevaluate your daily duties.”

She kept her eyes closed as he worked his magic, delving inside her, then sliding
slippery fingers over her clit. “I’ll do whatever you need me to, sir.”

“Kade, I think she’s having a little too much fun,” Grant said. “This is supposed
to be a reprimand first, and fun second. Why don’t you remind her of that?”

“Happy to.”

Before she could register what Grant had said, a hard slap rocked
her backside. She cried out as the stinging rippled across her skin like a heat wave,
waking up every receptor inside her. Kade clearly wasn’t going to be tentative. She
barely had time to suck in another breath before another smack hit her other cheek.

The pain may have been too much in isolation, but as Grant’s hand continued to work
her pussy, she felt the two ends of the pain/pleasure spectrum braiding together inside
her, coalescing into that potent mix she was learning to feed on.

Kade didn’t pause in his mission. The slap of palm on skin echoed in her ears mixing
with her own breathy noises. The side of her face pressed into the smooth surface
of the desk as she inadvertently braced herself for the blows. But instead of shrinking
away from the spanking, she found her hips tilting upward of their own volition, her
legs spreading to provide them both better access. Her thoughts began to blur at the
edges, her brain drifting to that place it’d gone to the previous night where all
that existed was sensation and the sound of Grant’s voice. The tension began to leach
out of her muscles.

She lost track of how long, but Kade’s swats finally came to an end, and Grant’s fingers
slipped from her. Gentle kisses pressed against the tingling skin of her rear, both
men simultaneously soothing her and dialing up her need. A hot tongue circled the
entrance of her pussy, and her back curved as a hard shudder went through her.

“Your taste is so sexy, sweet Charlotte,” Grant said, his words like chocolate melting
over her. “I could spend all afternoon licking your pretty little cunt and making
you beg for release. Kade, have a taste.”

“It’d be my pleasure.” She heard the shift of clothing as Kade adjusted his position,
then his tongue was on her, teasing her throbbing clit. Grant’s hands gripped her
cheeks, spreading her wide, giving the other man complete access. His thumbs brushed
across her back entrance, featherlight touches that seemed to increase the pleasure
in her tenfold.

“Oh, God.” She let out a whimper, her body going achy and desperate. “Please.”

“Please what, Charlotte? Be careful what you’re begging for,” Grant warned, though
there was something darkly enticing in his voice.

She dug her nails into the edges of the desk, trying to hold off orgasm as the two
men pushed her closer and closer to the brink. “I’m going to come.”

Both of them stopped touching her in an instant. Footsteps echoed in her ears, then
a hand was twisting in her hair. Grant’s voice was low and hot against her ear. “I
decide when it’s time for that, Charlotte. And right now, you’ve gone and gotten us
both hard. Take care of that, and then you can have what you want.”

She nodded as best she could with his grip so tight against her scalp. “Yes, sir.”

“You think you can handle two of us, sweet Charlotte?”

She forced her eyes open, met his gaze as he stared down at her. There was desire
there, need, but there was also something she couldn’t read. Fear? Worry? But that
wouldn’t make any sense. “I can handle whatever you think I deserve, sir. I trust
you.”

He closed his eyes, his jaw flexing as he inhaled a deep breath. Then his grip gentled
and traced a finger along the shell of her ear. His words were soft when he finally
spoke, so low she doubted Kade could hear them. “I’m going to make this very good
for you, Charli.”

For some reason, his earnest tone and the way he’d said her real name had a knot forming
in her throat. He’d slipped out of the role-play, and she could almost see a mental
shift in him, some tide turning. He gave her one last, long look that seemed to say
so much, though she had no idea what the words would be, then turned away.

“Vandergriff, secure her arms and feel free to make use of that lush mouth of hers.
She won’t need to do any more talking for a
while.” Grant’s voice was gruff, almost as if the statement had been hard to make.

Charli’s heart began to pound in her ears. She was really going to do this. Part of
her was turned on by the idea of having Grant share her like he had the exclusive
right to who did and didn’t touch her, but anxiety curled in her stomach, invading
the sexual energy humming through her. Something felt…off.

Grant scooted her forward on the desk, her silk blouse sliding along the polished
wood, and Kade shoved the rolling desk chair out of the way. She could hear Grant
walk to the other side of the room and open a cabinet while Kade filled the space
in front of her, the hard ridge of his erection prominent against the front of his
slacks. He grabbed Grant’s desk phone and pulled the coiled cord from the base and
the receiver.

“Put your hands behind your back, baby.” She followed his instructions, and he leaned
over her to bind her hands. His voice was quiet against her ear. “If you wanted to
make him jealous, you’ve succeeded.”

Her brow wrinkled, the statement not making sense to her. If Grant was so jealous,
why was he sharing her? She peered up at Kade when he finished binding her. Shifting
his eyes in Grant’s direction, he touched a finger to her lips, warning her not to
voice her thought.

He crouched down in front of her, making a show of pulling the pins from her hair.
“Call your safe word, Charlotte.”

“What?” she whispered.

“There’s nothing I’d rather do right now than take advantage of that pretty mouth
of yours, but Grant doesn’t want this. I don’t know why he’s doing it—maybe because
he thinks you want it—but he flinches every time I touch you.”

The revelation tugged at her, making warmth of a different kind snake through her.
Kade stood and went for the buckle of his pants,
taking his time pulling the belt free. Grant took his place behind her again, his
palms stroking along her hips. “You look delicious tied up like this, sweet Charlotte.
You’re about to make the two of us very happy.”

Words seemed clogged in her throat, but when Kade dragged his zipper down, Charli
found her voice. “Yellow!”

Grant’s hands froze in place and Kade backed up a step.

“Charli, what’s wrong?” Grant asked, his concern evident.

She tried to look behind her, a feat with her hands behind her back, but she managed
to catch his eye. “Please, Grant. It’s okay that Kade is here, but I don’t want anyone
inside me except you.”

As soon as the words were out, she knew them to be true. She wasn’t simply saying
them for Grant’s benefit.

He stared at her for a moment, the blue of his eyes swirling with an indecipherable
concoction of emotions. Then his eyes crinkled at the corners, an invisible smile.
“You got it, darlin’.”

His lips hadn’t curved, but she’d seen the pleasure there and couldn’t help the ridiculous
little leap of her heart.

Grant quickly unbound her hands and flipped her onto her back, his expression almost
reverent. “It was brave to call your word. Thank you for letting me know. You sure
you’re okay with everything else?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Good girl.” He yanked at her shirt, pulling it open wide, the buttons plinking onto
the desktop and floor, and unclasped her front-hook bra. “Then let’s at least give
our friend something to look at while he takes care of that hard-on you caused.”

Kade moved to the side of her desk, looming over her on the left. She looked up at
him, silently thanking him, but the concerned-friend expression had evaporated. His
blue eyes darkened as his gaze raked over her with uninhibited male appreciation.
The look alone raised goose bumps on her skin. Kade may be a nice guy and a friend
to Grant, but there was no doubt an intense dominance ran
right beneath that layer. Kade freed his cock from his boxers and stroked up the length,
spreading the bead of moisture on the tip with his thumb and not taking his eyes off
her.

Grant set something on the desk next to her and in front of Kade. Lube. Kade squirted
some in his palm, then glossed his shaft until it was thick and pink. The sight riveted
Charli. She’d never watched a guy jerk off before and hadn’t imagined how freaking
hot it could be to see a man taking his own pleasure. The fact that he was still wearing
a full suit only added to the effect.

Grant’s fingers spread her, finding her soaked. “I think she likes the show, Vandergriff.
Dirty girl.”

“The show ain’t so bad from my perspective either,” Kade said, his hand slowly working
up and down, like he was taking his good, sweet time.

“It’s about to get better.” Grant flipped open the cap of the lube.

Charli’s attention snapped toward Grant. Was he going to jerk off, too? Because even
though she’d love to see that one day, she may fucking die if he wasn’t inside her
soon. Her body could only handle so much deprivation.

His smile was wicked, a dark promise. “Don’t worry, darlin’, I’m going to take good
care of you. But I like seeing that panic in your eyes at the thought of me not fucking
you.”

He tugged off her shoes and pushed her heels onto the edge of the desk, spreading
her fully, then brushed a teasing finger over her back entrance. An involuntary moan
slipped past her lips.

“Yeah, that’s what I thought,” Grant said, his finger applying gentle pressure now.
“You’ve ever been taken here, Ms. Beaumonde?”

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