Plus-size beauty Casey Mack has gone from barely making ends meet to executive assistant at the hottest growth company of the last decade. The only problem is that she serves all three of the top executives, each as delicious and demanding as the other and all intent on having Casey in their lives, and their bed, forever. With the company on the verge of a research breakthrough that could change the world, their enemies will stop at nothing to take them down, including targeting the one woman who means everything to them.
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"Guys, whatever this is, it's not happening."
I spoke without acting. Dread and a sharp, sensual anticipation froze me in place. Truth was, I badly wanted their hands on me. I just didn't want the consequences -- the tears, the accelerating disinterest, the eventual turning away.
As he had that afternoon, Aldon countered with his fingers. Ignoring my shocked gasp, he smoothed the tips under my hem and up my thighs, frowning when they brushed against the lower band of my underwear.
Angling his head, he addressed Daniel. "I thought we agreed, no panties?"
I gasped again, which caused Daniel to chuckle. His hand following after Aldon's, he reached the elastic band and gave it a little snap. "These are today's. I couldn't exactly strip them off before we discussed things with her, could I?"
I sucked a little air in, my throat too tight to manage a full breath. Aldon nuzzled my neck at the same time, tightening every other muscle in my body. He ran one finger under the band, hooking and tugging as he kissed below my ear and whispered just loud enough that Daniel and I could hear.
"Pet, I'm certain today's panties are too wet to still be wearing. Your pussy was delightfully responsive and I couldn't fail to notice that wiggle of your sweet, lush ass the entire drive here. I bet your clit is all achy and you're soaking."
Daniel started on the other side of my throat, his hand mirroring Aldon's under my dress. "They will be too wet in a few seconds, regardless. Let us take them off, love."
Again with calling me love! These men didn't play fair. I pushed and wiggled, searching for a little distance and finding none. "You don't understand. I'm not like the women you're used to."
"We want you, pet -- not anyone else." Aldon dipped his head until his mouth hovered over the bodice of sheer georgette and the betraying pucker of my nipple. He breathed warm, moist air through the fabric, the sensation drawing the flesh tighter.
"I mean, they are experienced…" I hesitated, trying to get my brain to catch up with my mouth. If I told them the awful truth, would they realize their mistake and back off? "I haven't exactly…"
I drew a shuddering breath in. There was no way I could admit to these two, gorgeous males I'd lusted after for a year and a half that I was twenty-six and untouched. It would be like revealing a second head. I didn't want them to desire me; that would be too complicated and heartbreaking in the end. But I wanted them to like me and they wouldn't if they understood what an ugly little freak I am.
"Love, do you mean…" Daniel trailed off. His hand moved from my lower back to tangle in my hair, forcing me to look at him.
I closed my eyes. Nothing would make me open them, nothing.
His other hand surfed back up my thigh, fingers easing between my labia to push just inside my pussy with a gentle and exploratory touch.
My eyes flew open.
The first thing I noticed was how beautiful Daniel is. He is handsome on his worst days, but his pupils had grown almost as large as the gray irises restraining them. His lips were parted and flushed with the same dark red spotting his high cheeks.
His fingers moved a fraction deeper and we both sucked in air at the same time.
He was touching it, that thin, membranous badge that told him exactly how undesirable I was to other men. His fingers retreated. He drew them toward his lips. I watched, mortified and mesmerized, as he sucked the tips into his mouth and his eyes drifted shut.