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 mea
surements.”
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.”
......
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.
“And what might we be thinking about, Arianna?”
I quickly shook the dirty thoughts from my head as I looked over at Damien. Damien who was looking at me like he knew damn well what I’d been thinking about.
“Oh, nothing, just about how surreal it is to be on this plane right now.”
Damien shot a glance at Sean and Hunter, something exchanging between the three of them I couldn’t quite decipher, before he turned back.
His look was darker.
“I asked you what you were thinking about, Ms. Holloway.”
God, there it was. There was that demanding, edged voice that instantly had me shivering. It was like a switch, sending a shock of need right between my legs.
“Now, Ms. Holloway.” His blue eyes glinted as he smiled wickedly at me. “I’d like to know what you were thinking, and do not lie to us.”
I took a shaky breath, my eyes blinking rapidly as the power of these men took hold again. I squeezed my legs together, feeling the raw heat pulsing in my pussy as I met his eyes.
“Yes, sir.”
“Good girl,” Hunter murmured from across the aisle.
I shivered.
“I was thinking about the other day.”
“What about the other day?”
I licked my lips before continuing. “I— I was thinking about the three of you, and me, and when we…you know.” I blushed, looking away.
“When we fucked you, you mean,” Sean growled.
I looked up, my face hot as I nodded.
“You mean when you got to your knees like a good little slut and sucked all three of our cocks before we fucked you like a good girl across our desk?
I moaned.
I literally moaned out loud when he said it. It was quiet, but there it was, and they’d definitely heard it.
“You like being told what to do, don’t you, Arianna?” Hunter said quietly.
I turned to him, my eyes wide. And before I knew what I was doing, I found myself nodding.
A sort of quiet heat descended over the plane cabin.
“Spread your legs, Arianna.”
I blinked as I turned quickly back to Damien.
“Excuse me?”
“I said spread your fucking legs.”
That throb of heat teased through me, flooding my panties with wet heat.
They were right, I did like this. I liked it when they spoke to me like this, when they controlled and commanded me like this. I loved it, actually.
“Yes, sir.”
I nodded again as I set my champagne flute down, and slowly began to open my legs.
The thin, expensive white sundress slid up my thighs, and I watched the three of them as their eyes drank in every inch of my skin. It moved higher until finally my legs were spread wide, the dress pulled to my waist and my panties boldly on display for them.
“Take your panties off, Arianna.”
I didn’t even hesitate this time.
“Yes, sir,” I said quietly to Hunter. I hooked my fingers into the waist of my thong and slowly peeled it down my legs, lifting my butt and then raising my legs to pull them all the way off.
Immediately, I moved right back to position from before, with my legs spread. This time, their eyes fell hungrily to my bare, glistening wet pussy.
The men stood and began to move towards me, and my pulse spiked. I was dripping wet for them, wanting this like nothing I’d ever wanted before.
Jackets were shrugged off, zippers pulled down. I moaned as they slowly pulled their gorgeous cocks from their expensive suit pants, my hand dropping to my pussy to tease over my clit.
Hunter began to stroke his shaft as he approached me, and I felt my pulse jump just knowing that he was stroking his huge cock for me. Damien and Sean also began to stroke themselves as they moved closer to the plush swivel chair I sat in.
Damien moved behind me, his hand circling around to cup my breasts through the thin top of the sundress, his fingers teasing my nipples to points and bringing a moan to my lips. Sean immediately dropped to his knees in front of me, his hands skimming up my bare thighs, his breath hot over my skin. I looked up into Hunter’s eyes as he moved closer, his big cock throbbing right in front of me.
Behind me, Damien pulled the top of my dress down, exposing my soft breasts, before moving to my front. I groaned as he and Hunter both started to pump their shafts right in front of me.
I cried out suddenly as I felt Sean’s tongue press hotly to my pussy and slide up through my wetness. His finger spread me wide as he pushed his tongue deep, making me gasp and moan and toss my head back. Damien and Hunter moved closer, looking at me with hunger and lust, and I knew what they wanted.
And God did I want the same thing.