Bossed Three Times Page 6

  “What—?” I yawned. “What time is it?”

  Sean chuckled as he rubbed my calved. “Time to relax. Hell, take a nap if you’d like to.”

  “I should get up, or... I don’t know, I should work or something?”

  It was like the fantasy was slowly evaporating around me, and the reality of what I’d just done began to dawn on me.

  Jesus Christ, I’d had a four-way with all three of my bosses. I was their secretary, and on day fucking one, I’d turned into a world-class slut right there in their office.

  “I... need to go.”

  It felt like everything was happening in a daze as I quickly sat up and slid out of their laps.

  “Hey, you okay?” Hunter stood, his brow furrowed as he took a step towards me.

  “Look, that whole thing about us taking you and ‘making you ours’…” he trailed off and frowned. “That was just part of the whole thing, you know.”

  “This doesn’t have to change anything, Arianna,” Damien said, also standing. “This is whatever you want it to be. We all…” He nodded at Hunter and then at Sean as he stood as well.

  “We all just wanted to make you feel like a fucking goddess. We wanted you to experience the fantasy we all watched you have.”

  I bit my lip, holding my clothes up in front of me, as if suddenly and oddly taken my bashfulness after what we’d all just done.

  “I know…look, I just—”

  I took a deep breath.

  “This is sort of a lot to take in, okay? Maybe you all go around having four-ways with girls all the time—”

  “Arianna—”

  “No, look.” I pointed a finger at Sean, stopping him as he stepped forward with a look of worry on his face.

  “It’s a lot, okay? I’ve never done something like this before, and I’m supposed to be your fucking secretary! Fuck, do you know what that makes me feel like?”

  I could feel myself start to take big, panicky breaths as I quickly pulled my underwear on and yanked up my skirt.

  “I’m happy to fire you.”

  I looked up sharply to see Hunter grinning at me mischievously.

  “Not funny.”

  He grinned wider. “You know what I mean. If that’s what's taking away from the fantasy for you, consider it done. We’d still pay you—”

  He cringed the second he said it.

  “Nice, dickhead,” Damien muttered.

  Hunter quickly looked at me. “You know that’s not what I meant.”

  “I think what Hunter is failing to get across is that we just want you to feel good,” Sean said in his deep, honeyed voice. “You’ve been stuck in all of our heads since that first interview, and after, well, after seeing you on camera…”

  I blushed dark red and he grinned.

  “Suffice to say, you’re all we can think about. And no, for the record, we don’t go around ‘having four-ways’ with girls, because it gets messy, and because most women can’t handle that — physically or emotionally.” He stepped closer to me and put a comforting hand on my arm.

  “You just seemed like the kind of girl who could. And I still think you are.”

  “Look, we get it,” Damien said, also stepping close to me. “It’s a lot, it’s new, and maybe we were a bit harder than we should have been for your first time.”

  “Thanks,” I said quietly, nodding as I brought my eyes up to his. “Look, it’s not—” I sighed. “You guys were great, and that was hot, okay? Like, insanely hot.”

  The three men grinned roguishly at me, and I had to bite my lip to hide my own.

  “But, it’s just a lot to process, with you being my bosses and just…all of it.”

  Damien nodded. “We understand. Look, take the rest of the day off and do what you need to do, okay?”

  I nodded, slowly buttoning up my blouse.

  “Thank you.”

  I started to turn, but then I whirled back and kissed him. His arms wrapped around me, pulling me tight as I let my lips part for his tongue. He let me go as I pulled gently back, and I turned to Sean, kissing him the same way, before moving to Hunter and doing the same.

  “I…” I blushed. “I really had an amazing time.”

  Hunter winked. “Hope it lived up to fantasy.”

  “Definitely.” I started to turn for the door before I stopped again, frowning as my hand went to my hair. “How do I look?”

  Damien grinned. “Like you just had a great day at work.”

  I rolled my eyes as the heat rose in my face. “I mean for—”

  “For Ms. Sourpuss?” Sean said with a wink.

  Hunter laughed and turned back to me. “It’s Southpass, and don’t worry about her.” He leaned down and kissed my cheek. “She’s just jealous. Go enjoy the day, Arianna. Hell, enjoy tomorrow if you want, too. Let us know what you need from us.”

  I smiled as I nodded. “Just time to think, that’s all.”

  “We’re here when you need us,” Sean said, folding his arms over his chiseled chest.

  “I know,” I smiled at them. “And thanks.”

  And then I turned, and walked away from the three of them and single wildest scene of my life.

  Chapter 8

  I mulled it over back home later. What did all that back there in their office mean? Was it just sex? I’d had “just sex” before, and this didn’t feel like that.

  Was it more intense because it’d been with three guys?

  …I mean, yeah, obviously.

  But at the same time, it’d been like nothing I’d ever felt before. Three big, gorgeous, insanely sexy, and totally hung men putting me at the very center of their attention. Three powerful, dominant men that wanted to dominate me, but also treated me like a queen, worshipping my body like I’d never imaged before.

  But again, it’d felt like more than just sex.

  “Just sex” wouldn’t have been so worried about me being okay with everything afterwards. Just sex wouldn’t have told me to take all the time I needed, and to let them know if I needed anything.

  And the funny part is, it wasn’t just sex to me either.

  I’d felt something with the three of them that I’d never felt before. I’d felt safe, and protected, but also part of something that was more than me. It was like somehow, I’d had this insane connection with all three of the guys, and again, on way more than just a sexual level.

  I just needed to figure out what that was and what it all meant.

  I was sitting on Sasha’s back deck drinking a glass of wine after a long hot bath when she got back home that night.

  “What's eating you?”

  “Hmm? Nothing.”

  She eyed me, and then the glass of wine in my hand hungrily before sighing and cracking her lemon-lime soda water and slumping down into the chair next to mine.

  “Rough day at the office?”

  “Yeah,” she sighed, wincing and reaching down to rub her calves.

  “It’s a whole company, and I usually have Jordan and Luke to help.”

  “Right, and you’re pregnant.”

  She laughed. “Right, that.”

  “When do they get back again?”

  “A few days,” she grumbled.

  “Good thing you’re a superwoman who can handle anything then, right?”

  She rolled her eyes. “Hey, nice dodge by the way.”

  “What?”

  “I asked what was up with you, and you totally just put it on me instead.”

  I grinned.

  “I’m wise to you, Holloway. So how was the first day? Those guys turn out okay?”

  “They…yeah.” I quickly hid my face in my glass of wine to hide the red bloom.

  “They’re young!”

  I looked up sharply.

  “I did some poking around since Camelot Holdings is so damn secretive.” She shrugged before winking at me.

  “Young and hot.”

  “Hey, you are a taken woman, lady,” I teased. “By two adoring men, I might add! How ma
ny do you need?”

  Sasha laughed along with me, but deep down, all I could think was one thing: How many did I need?

  “Doesn’t mean I don’t have eyes.” She stuck her tongue out at me. “So how was your first day working for those three hunks?”

  I turned scarlet before I could hide my face again.

  “Oh do tell.” Sasha’s eyes went wide as she learned forward.

  “Noting, it was fine,” I said quickly.

  She held my gaze, like she was trying to peer inside my head.

  “Stop it.”

  She laughed. “What?”

  “You’re doing that thing where you act like you’re reading minds.”

  “Maybe I am.”

  I rolled my eyes. “They were fine, just…”

  “What?”

  “Okay, I’m going to ask you something, but it is strictly hypothetical okay? Do not look into this, please. Nothing is happening, and I’m not saying anything by this, I’m just curious.”

  Sasha laughed again. “Whoa, easy there. What is it?”

  “The work thing, with you and Jord and Luke.” I frowned. “How does that work?”

  “How do we all work together you mean?”

  I nodded and her face went serious.

  “You really want to know?”

  I nodded.

  Sasha took a deep sip from her soda water, her face serious as she held my eyes.

  “Lots of office sex.”

  I groaned as she snorted and laughed.

  “I’m being serious!”

  “So am I! I’m telling you, if they ever brought a black light into any of our private offices? Oooh, or the conference room?” Sasha fanned herself as I went bright red.

  “Oh, and oral. Tons of oral.”

  My face went an even deeper shade of red as I perked a brow at her. “On them or you—ugh, God, never mind.”

  She laughed. “You really want to know?”

  “Not my business.”

  “Well, I’ll tell you anyways. Both. But those two love driving me crazy together with those mouths of theirs.”

  “Oh my God, Sasha,” I hissed, mortified as I buried my face in my hands.

  She laughed again. “You did ask.”

  “Not really.”

  “So does that answer your question though?”

  “And then some.”

  “So, first day was ‘just good’ but now you’re asking questions about office relationships with bosses?”

  “I told you not to look into it like that,” I mumbled.

  “Ari, honestly, it works because it isn’t just a work thing. They made sure of that when we first got together. It’d never have worked if I was just their underling who happened to be their girlfriend. We had to be equals, and find that equal footing.”

  I nodded, looking away and drinking my wine.

  “You’re not going to tell me what happened today are you?”

  I shook my head, doing my best to hide my grin.

  “Fine, be a brat like that. But that’s my advice, for the issue you aren’t having. Find equal ground.”

  Chapter 9

  I was at work promptly the next morning. Actually, I was there twenty minutes ahead of time, and when Hunter, Damien, and Sean walked in, I was already sitting there in my desk at the side of their office. The three of them definitely stopped mid-step and exchanged glances before turning my way.

  “Before you say anything.” I stood abruptly, facing them. I’d practiced this in the mirror a hundred times the night before, but my voice still faltered and my heart still fluttered when I saw the three of them looking at me like that.

  I cleared my throat and started again. “Before you say anything, yes, I know you told me to take the day off. And I don’t know what yesterday meant to all of you, and I hate to come off as that girl, but I’m not exactly schooled on— on…” I stammered, dropping my gaze for a moment.

  “On sleeping with three men at once. So, if yesterday was just—”

  “Yesterday meant more to us than you can possibly believe, Arianna,” Hunter said softly, taking a step forward. I glanced up into his sharp blue eyes, momentarily losing myself again as I found myself smiling.

  Damn, how did he do that?

  “Yesterday.” Damien shook his head, throwing his briefcase on a chair and moving towards my desk. “Yesterday wasn’t something we ever really do. And I mean ever. And yesterday was fucking incredible,” he murmured, stepping closer to me.

  “Certainly not in this office, and certainly not with an employee,” Sean added, rubbing his chiseled jaw as he stepped forward as well.

  “Well.” I blushed, looking away before back up to them. “That’s just it. I agree, yesterday was, um, mind-blowing.”

  The men grinned as I bit my lip bashfully, the raw energy from the day before rushing through me.

  “But, it’s the office thing and the employee thing that bothers me.”

  “You’re fired.”

  Hunter reached out and punched Damien hard in the arm as the blonde man laughed at his own joke.

  “He’s fucking kidding,” he said quickly to me before turning to the other man. “Tell her you’re kidding, asshole.”

  Damien grinned at me, shrugging. “I’m obviously kidding.”

  “I think I understand what you mean,” Sean’s gruff voice cut through the other two. “It makes things…different with us being ‘in charge’ of you.”

  “Yeah, that,” I said quietly, nodding.

  “Well,” Hunter said, scratching his square chin thoughtfully. “So let’s take it outside the office. Let’s all go do something, show you this isn’t just three assholes taking advantage of the new secretary.”

  I grinned, wagging a finger at him. “Hey, I did not say that.”

  He grinned back. “So you don’t think we’re taking advantage of you?”

  “No,” I said quietly, holding that gaze of his and shaking my head.

  “What about just plain taking you?”

  I gasped and turned, not realizing Sean had moved so close to my side. I met that dark look of his and nodded, feeling the thrill rush through me. “Yeah, uh, yeah that I’m pretty much on board with.”

  “So, let’s do something,” Damien said with a nod.

  “What, like me go on a date with all three of you?” I said with a curious smile.

  “Exactly you going on a date with the three of us, actually,” Sean murmured, a hand trailing down my back.

  I swallowed and quickly turned back to him as I nodded. “I think I’d like that. When should—”

  “Fuck it, right now,” Hunter said with a casual shrug. “It’s a slow day, we’ll call it right now. Let’s take off.”

  I laughed. “Must be nice owning your own company.”

  “It’s looking pretty good right now,” Damien said with a wink and a grin.

  “Okay, well.” I shrugged. “I guess my bosses just gave me the day off, so it looks like I might be free.”

  The men laughed.

  “Where are we going?”

  “I think I’ve got a place in mind,” Hunter said. “It’s a great beach.”

  I blinked. “The beach?”

  “Exactly. Do you by chance have a passport on record?”

  “What? Where—”

  “Yes or no, Arianna?”

  There was Hunter’s commanding tone, suddenly sending a shiver through my body.

  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.”

  Chapter 10

  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?