“Yes, sir.” My voice was rough with the lust coursing through me, my gaze shooting over to Langston briefly. “Sirs,” I amended, then with my gift in hand, I opened the door and made my way back to my desk.
•
When five thirty rolled around, I said good-bye to Ben, who was the only one still in the office, before heading toward the front. All the lights had already been shut off and the elevator was waiting. The trip down was uneventful and I couldn’t keep from thinking about the box in my purse. I had no idea what was in it, but I was eager to find out.
“Good evening, Miss Wagner,” the doorman said when I stepped out of the building.
My car was pulled around and waiting for me as it usually was at this time.
“Good evening, Todd.”
“Hope you have a wonderful night.”
“Thanks. You, too.”
The worst part of my day was the evening traffic. Getting out of downtown took time and patience, and part of me wished that I didn’t have to do it daily. Especially today, when I wanted to get home as soon as possible so I could shower and change. I probably would’ve been fine to go out to dinner wearing the silky pantsuit I’d donned this morning, but I remembered Landon’s and Langston’s requests. Although I had forgone underwear for work today, it likely didn’t have the same impact since I was wearing pants, but still.
However, the pantsuit had earned me an email from Ben, advising that he needed to speak with me. When I met him in his office, he notified me that the only time I was permitted to wear pants was when I had my period. He said it would let them know that sex was off the table and that they could enjoy me in other ways.
The way he had relayed the message didn’t come across as sexist or demeaning in any way. It was intensely hot to hear him instruct me on how he wanted it to go. His dominating tone had appealed to me on a level that surprised even me.
And I totally understood. Like I said, the little rules they’d implemented gave me goals to work toward. In turn, they constantly kept me thinking of ways I could please all four of my bosses.
However, I wasn’t on my period and tonight I was hoping to get lucky with both Landon and Langston, so freshening up seemed the way to go.
So that was exactly what I did when I got home. Well, not exactly that. First, I ripped open the box in my purse and stared at the contents. There was a small note.
In case you don’t know what this is, it’s a butt plug. Insert it using the lube included. It will help to stretch you so your body’s ready to take both of us at the same time.
I inhaled sharply, heat slamming through me at the thought of Landon and Langston taking me at the same time. I was no dummy. I knew exactly what it meant and I even understood why he wanted me to insert the plug. It would allow my ass to be stretched so that taking one of them wouldn’t hurt. Well, I assumed it would still hurt, but maybe not as badly as without.
Now, as for whether or not I could go through with it, that was another story.
•
Although I hadn’t wasted a single second, I was scrambling to get my clutch when my phone rang at seven o’clock on the dot.
“Hello?”
“Miss Wagner?”
“Yes.”
“This is your driver. We’re ready when you are.”
“Thank you. I’ll be right down.”
And now I was ridiculously nervous, but somehow, I managed to make my way to the ground floor, then out into the darkness. Sure enough, there was a stretch limousine idling in front of my building. Better than that, Landon and Langston were both standing outside of it, waiting for me.
I was pretty sure my heart did a little stutter in my chest when I noticed they’d both changed, their suits immaculate and fitted to their impressive bodies. It made me all the more eager to know what they looked like without the suits.
“Good evening,” Landon greeted when I approached.
“Good evening.” I smiled.
“You look stunning,” he added as he leaned in and kissed me. His lips were firm against my mouth.
“Thank you,” I whispered, slightly breathless from his mouth on mine.
Langston was a little more hands-on. His palms traveled from my wrists up to my neck before his lips lightly brushed mine. “My brother’s right. You do look stunning.”
I appreciated the way they treated me as though this really was a date and not an extension of our office agreement. Truth be told, I hadn’t expected to see any of them outside of the office, so this was a nice surprise.
“Are you ready?” Langston asked, tilting my head back as he leaned in once more and pressed his lips to mine.
When he released me, I nodded. For a brief second, I wondered whether anyone saw us. More accurately, I wondered if anyone saw the fact that I was kissing two men.
I shrugged it off because it didn’t bother me. At some point, it might, but right then, I was more worried about spending the evening with the two of them. I couldn’t deny that I was nervous. Although I knew them, I didn’t really know them. Which meant this was going to likely be awkward.
Once the three of us were in the car, the privacy window went up.
“Did you like the gift?” Landon inquired.
Heat infused my face as I became aware once again of the plug currently filling my ass. “I did. Thank you.”
“Turn around,” Landon instructed, his voice firm.
I frowned, confused about what he meant.
His tone became slightly less insistent when he said, “If you don’t mind, I’d like you to bend over and show me the plug.”
My face flamed with embarrassment, but strangely enough, my body did as he requested. I turned around, then felt my dress being lifted. Strong hands urged me to lean forward, baring my ass for them.
“Very nice,” Landon said approvingly, his hands squeezing my ass cheeks gently.
More heat slammed into me.
When my dress was lowered to cover my butt, I turned around and sat on the seat. I felt the pressure of the plug inside me. I’d thought it would be painful, but it wasn’t. Oh, sure, I was completely aware that it was there, but it didn’t hurt. Just uncomfortable.
“Are you hungry?” Landon asked.
“Starving.” It was no less than the truth. I hadn’t eaten since lunch, which seemed so long ago.
“Then we should get you fed,” Langston noted.
I smiled at both men, feeling a tad uncomfortable. I mean, I did work for them, so going to dinner wasn’t exactly in the job requirements. Then again, much of what had taken place wasn’t in the job requirements. At least none that I would’ve signed on for initially.
“How long have you lived in the area?” Landon prompted.
“All my life.” I smiled. “My mother and stepfather live about twenty minutes away in the house I grew up in. When I graduated from high school at seventeen, I moved into dorms for college, desperate to get out of their house.”
“You were young when you graduated,” he acknowledged.
“My birthday’s in June. I turned eighteen shortly after graduation.”
“Eager to run off to college, then?”
I chuckled. “More like I was eager to get out of my parents’ house.”
“Were they difficult to live with?” Landon probed.
“It wasn’t so much that as it was I was lonely. My mother wasn’t the hands-on type.” I forced a smile. I didn’t particularly care to talk about my mother. “Needless to say, college was an adventure for me. I had dozens of friends and, truthfully, graduating was the hardest part. I got my degree in three years, having taken summer classes so I didn’t have to go home.”
“Impressive. What made you decide on an accounting degree?”
“That was my mother’s choice. I would’ve preferred something else.” I chuckled again. “Anything else, actually. But I learned early on not to challenge her.” My smile wasn’t quite so forced as I continued, “Once I was finished, I knew I had to come h
ome. More so because my stepfather asked me to. He wanted me to be close, in case I needed anything. I opted for not too close.”
“Far enough your mother wouldn’t drop in every day?” Landon asked, his smile mischievous.
It was obvious Landon was the one leading the conversation, so I focused my attention on him.
“Exactly.” I glanced down at my lap. “Not that she would. I invited her once. She’s never even seen the inside of my place although I’ve lived there for almost three years. We aren’t very close. She’s very…opinionated. And aside from telling me how she really feels when one of my actions displeases her, my mother was never really there to give me direction.” I looked up to see both men watching me.
“Do you feel you need direction?” Landon prodded.
The question threw me. It seemed somewhat strange. “I’ve never really thought about it, I guess. In some ways, sure. I think I do,” I admitted. “Not in everything, of course. I mean, I’m capable of taking care of myself and excelling at what I put my mind to, but I appreciate the direction from time to time. It helps to make me feel grounded. As though I’m…cared for.”
I realized just how much of myself I’d revealed and it shocked me. I didn’t mean to tell them something so personal. Not this soon. Rather than wait for them to push for more details, I turned the conversation back to them. “And your parents? Do they live close?”
“Relatively,” Landon explained, his eyes still studying me. “They live in Texas most of the time, but we keep an apartment for them here so they can visit whenever they want.”
“Does this apartment happen to be in the office building?” I remembered that they’d all claimed to have an apartment in the building.
“It is.” Landon’s grin widened. “Helps that we own the building.”
I couldn’t help it, I chuckled. “Well, that certainly explains a lot.”
Landon lobbed the next question. “Any brothers or sisters?”
“Nope. Only child.” Once again, I felt as though this was a two-way conversation between Landon and me, so I kept my eyes on him. “Any siblings?” I smiled. “Besides him.”
“One sister. Older,” Landon stated. “She lives in Kentucky with her husband and four kids. She drops in once a year at most.”
“I’m sorry to hear that. Are you not close with her?”
He shook his head. “She doesn’t exactly approve of our parents’…choices.”
“I get it. Sometimes we’re instilled with a need to rebel,” I said lightly.
Landon’s smirk was wicked and sexy. “That’s one way to put it.”
And to conclude the getting-to-know-you part of our evening, the limo came to a stop.
“We’ve arrived.”
I had no idea where they were taking me and I couldn’t tell from where I sat, so I waited patiently until both men had exited the vehicle.
I figured now the true test was about to begin.
Seventeen
DINNER WAS LOVELY. THE THREE of us had been seated at a secluded table in the back. I sat between the two of them, and during our conversation, they’d heated me up by placing their hands on my legs. It seemed they wanted to touch me and my body had welcomed them.
The air in the restaurant was cool, which caused my nipples to pebble. Due to the fact I’d been instructed not to wear a bra, I knew the hard little points were visible through my dress, but I chose to ignore them. Sure, it bothered me a little. I was always the type to avoid the headlights if at all possible, wearing bras that would conceal such an incident. However, Landon and Langston seemed quite enthralled, their hands casually grazing my chest frequently as they kept the conversation going.
It wasn’t like I didn’t know what they were doing. I welcomed the interaction, the teasing. I was not used to first dates being quite so…intimate. On the other hand, I found I didn’t mind it one bit.
We had continued the conversation we’d started in the car. Again, it had mostly been between Landon and me; however, I could tell Langston was engaged, even if he didn’t say much. Although words didn’t come out of his mouth, his eyes spoke volumes. He was certainly paying close attention to every word I said. I could see the interest there, the promise of more to come.
Needless to say, by the time the meal was finished, my body was humming.
After declining dessert and coffee, the three of us returned to the limo and I was slightly disappointed when Langston advised the driver to return to my apartment. I spent the short drive wondering if I’d said or done something wrong. Neither man spoke, not even to each other, and it left me feeling insecure and awkward, yet I had no idea what to say or how to engage them in conversation.
That changed when we arrived at my apartment building and both men exited the limo before helping me out. This time they walked me in. My mind began to wander, thinking about what my apartment would look like to a stranger. I was pretty sure I’d left my clothes on the floor, my towel hanging on the door, a couple of dirty dishes in the sink, and, of course, the package the plug had come in was on my kitchen table.
Maybe they wouldn’t want to come in.
“Thank you for dinner,” I told them as we took the elevator up to my floor. “It was lovely.”
“Our pleasure,” Landon said. “We enjoyed it as well.”
The elevator jerked to a stop, rocking me on my heels, and Langston placed his hand on my back to steady me. When the doors opened, we stepped out onto my floor and headed down the hallway, Langston’s warm hand remaining on my back.
“Luci?” I stopped when the door across from mine opened.
“Hi, Mrs. Idlemann.” I smiled at the elderly woman.
“I thought that was you.” Her eyes slowly scanned Landon and Langston. “Is everything all right?”
“Yes. Of course. I…” I had no idea what to say, how to explain who these men were.
“Good evening, ma’am,” Landon greeted. “We were just seein’ Luci home.”
“You’re twins,” she said, her expression never changing.
“Yes, ma’am. We are.”
She looked at me and a mischievous smirk tilted her mouth. If I had to guess, she had been watching the parking lot from her window and likely saw me leave with them as well as return. Which also meant she’d probably seen me kiss them. Both of them.
I felt heat creeping up my neck.
“Well, I hope you have a good evening, dear.”
“Thank you, Mrs. Idlemann.”
The yapping of a little dog had Mrs. Idlemann turning, then closing the door. I breathed a sigh of relief. I liked my neighbors, but they were definitely nosy. Then again, so was I, so I couldn’t fault them, really.
“Invite us inside,” Langston stated firmly, his voice low and seductive.
My gaze shot up to his. “Would you like to come in?”
My breath hitched when Landon brushed the backs of his fingers over my left breast, causing my nipple to pebble instantly.
“What do you think?”
I knew the question was rhetorical, but when they touched me, I seemed to lose my train of thought.
“You have beautiful tits,” Landon said as he palmed my breast. “And yes, we’d like to come inside. Either that or we’re going to enjoy you right here in the hallway. Probably not a wise idea since you’ve got curious neighbors.”
No, definitely not a wise idea.
I nodded, then unlocked my door and stepped inside, both men following. My apartment instantly felt smaller when the two large men moved deeper into the space. Landon’s gaze traveled the space as he headed into the living room while Langston seemed content to keep his eyes on me.
I was still nervous, my belly fluttering as I set my clutch on the counter. “Thank you again for dinner,” I said, speaking to Langston since he was the only one in the room with me.
His eyes slowly perused the length of my body before returning to my face.
“It was our pleasure,” Langston replied gruffly, his eyes hoo
ded, his gaze heating me up as it traveled over my face.
Neither of us spoke for a few moments and my anxiety ratcheted up a notch.
“You mentioned in the limo that you liked direction.”
It wasn’t a question, but I answered anyway. “Yes. I do.”
“Good. Because we’ll be giving you plenty of that tonight.”
My breath hitched in my chest.
“Remove the dress,” Langston commanded, his eyes locked with mine. “But not the shoes.”
I didn’t know what it was about his gruff voice, but I found myself wanting to do exactly as he instructed. And it was true, I did like the direction, the point-blank demand that came from his sensuous lips. I hesitantly unzipped the dress and allowed it to slowly slide to the floor, pooling at my feet. My attention was on his face, watching every expression as he observed me stripping before him.
“Very pretty. I think I like you just like this.”
My body heated as he moved closer. He was touching me, but not. I could feel the warmth of his body, the slight brush of his suit jacket against my nipples as we stood there, toe to toe. I tilted my head up and he tilted his head down, his lips hovering just out of reach.
“Are you ready for us, Luci?”
I didn’t know exactly what he was referring to, but I assumed he meant sex, so I answered him quickly and honestly. “Yes, sir.”
“We’re going to fuck you,” he stated matter-of-factly, his eyes studying mine.
“Both of you,” I clarified, making sure I was on the same page as he was.
“Yes.”
“Okay.” I found the idea of being with both of them at the same time intensely arousing, and more than a little intimidating.
“And we won’t be gentle about it.”
I didn’t need gentle. I needed whatever this man had in store for me. I just wanted him to touch me, to kiss me, to invade all of my senses.
“Do you understand?”
“Yes, sir,” I whispered. “I understand.”
Langston cupped my cheek, his lips fanning mine as he whispered, “Very good girl,” before he took my hand and led me toward my bedroom. It was the only room in the place with a door, so it wasn’t difficult to find. When Landon fell into step behind us, I felt my body flush with heat.
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