by Amy Brent
That made her feel good.
Sadie walked into the massive building and looked around the impressive lobby that was all windows and couches and chairs surrounding a prominent marble desk located against the wall with two women sitting behind it and assisting people. A tiny little brunette looked at her and asked if she could help her as Sadie cleared her throat. “I am here to see Brent or Jacob. No, both.”
“Do you have an appointment?” Her voice was snotty, and Sadie stared at her for a long moment.
“Can you give me a name?”
“Sadie Jamison. No appointment,” Sadie replied slowly as the receptionist’s eyes darkened.
“You’re the bitch from the auction. They’ve been difficult since then, and it’s your fault. What are you doing here?” Sadie widened her eyes at the question as the blonde looked over at her and gasped.
“Josie, stop it.”
“You know I’m right, Maddie. I don’t think I should let you back there.” Josie told her, and Sadie felt her skin flushing red.
“Screw you. I am going to talk to them. Where are they, Maddie?” Sadie asked as she stared at the blonde with a dark expression.
“Seventh floor. The elevator is to your right,” Maddie told her quickly as her coworker glared at her. “Go right past the desk and their offices are side by side at the end of the hall.”
“What are you doing?” Sadie heard Josie hiss as Sadie walked away towards the bank of elevators.
“They have been so unhappy. Let them have a chance to get what they want.”
Sadie thought about the words as she walked and realized that she'd caused the rift between them and ruined their friendship. A part of her wanted to turn and leave and not see them, though Sadie reminded herself how much she loved them and that she was here to try and save things between all of them. She would always regret it if she didn't try far more than if she walked away now without trying anything at all. She knew that she wanted Brent and Jacob more than she'd ever wanted anyone before in her entire life. They were worth fighting for.
Sadie pushed the button and waited for a door to slide open before she stepped on and pushed the button for floor seven. It was beautiful inside with a mirrored ceiling and plush burgundy carpeted floors, and she looked up as she imagined getting taken in here by her men. Sadie felt her clit start throbbing and she let out a trembling sigh. She waited for the ride to end, and when the doors opened again, it seemed like hours later.
Sadie walked out and noted where the desk was before she walked forward. “Can I help you? Ma’am? Who are you here to see?” The nasal voice of the woman there followed her as Sadie strode down to the end of the hall where there were two doors, and she looked blindly between them before she opened Brent’s and walked inside.
“What are you doing here?” He stared at her for a moment before standing and walking around the desk. “I thought you decided that you wanted out. I thought we were over.” Brent’s hands found her face as he claimed her lips in a demanding kiss that she had to fight herself to stop.
“I want to see Jacob in here. I want you together.” Sadie demanded as he stared at her in disbelief.
“Why? Do you want him instead?” Brent asked her as he tried to kiss her again.
“I need to talk to both of you,” Sadie demanded as she stepped back and took deep breaths to regain her composure. “Now, Brent.”
He dropped his hands and walked around the desk before picking up the phone. “I need you in here.” There were none of the comfortable jokings that Sadie loved running between them, and it was tense and ugly. “He’s coming.” Brent stared at her like a starving man that needed food, his eyes dragging down her body slowly as he took her in.
“Good,” Sadie told him in a shaking voice as she looked slowly around the office. It was spacious with a large leather couch against the back wall and even a small kitchen to the left of the door. There was even a television against the wall where Brent could watch something while he worked at his massive black desk. She could see that they ran a successful company just from the office alone, without all of the papers spread out on top of the desk and a sided table as well. Just being near him, smelling him, made her shake, and she looked back into Brent’s darkening blue eyes. The door opened, and she shook with the noise as well as the scent of Jacob behind her.
“What do you-” Jacob’s cold voice stopped as she felt his eyes roving over her. “Sadie. What are you doing here?”
She swallowed the lump in her throat and turned to face him. “I need to speak to both of you.” A tear slid down her cheek as she pressed her hands against the soft cotton of her dress before she licked her lips.
He watched every move with a riveted gaze as she took in the circles under his eyes and the light scruff on his chin, something that Brent was sporting as well. “About what? I thought that you were moving on since I haven’t heard from you.”
“I know what this was doing to you. I know what both of you were going through.” Sadie admitted as he looked down at the floor. She stepped forward. “I know this isn’t what people do. I know that the three of us is a crazy idea, but I’m in love with both of you. I can’t live without you.”
“What?” Brent asked in a hoarse voice from behind her. Sadie spun around to look in his eyes. “I told you that we can’t do this any longer, not that way.”
“I can’t choose. I love you.” Sadie stepped forward and kissed him as she clutched his face tightly between her hands. “I need you.” Brent responded to her kiss as his tongue slipped between her lips and she moaned. Sadie forced herself to pull away before she turned and walked over to Jacob. He looked doubtful as she approached him and Sadie traced a hand over the smooth fabric of his white shirt to feel his muscles underneath. “I love you, Jacob. I love the way that you’re looking at me right now and I need you.” She leaned up to kiss him and breathed deeply as his lips molded against hers.
Sadie stepped back and looked at the floor before she raised her gaze to look at both of the men. She reached into her small purse and pulled out her phone to find the music app on the screen before she pressed play. Sadie tossed both on the sofa softly before she pressed her back to the wall and ran her hands over her body with her eyes closed.
The pole dancing classes that Vivian bought them as a goof were going to pay off and Sadie cracked her eyes open to see them staring at her from their same places on the floor. She slid forward on her black stilettos and swayed her hips before she traced Jacob’s face with her fingers and down his body to find him hard for her. Sadie gripped his cock through his pants before she moved over to Brent and pressed her body against his back as she slid a hand through his hair and over his neck.
Sadie took that moment to untie the string that held the wrap on and let it slide open before she stepped out and let it drop to the floor. Everything that she wore underneath was sheer and the thong left little to the imagination. Sadie cupped her breasts through the lace and hardened her nipples with small tugs as each man took a step forward.
She really wanted a pole as she spun around and opened the clasp at the front of her bra before she let it slide down her shoulders. Sadie turned around and tossed it their way before Brent tugged off his tie and pulled it tight in his hands. She felt her nipples between her hands again and moaned as they cried out for the attention of the two men that were watching her. Sadie dropped to the floor carefully and spread her legs as she stared up at them before sliding her hand over her pussy. Sadie stroked herself to the slow beat of the song and slid two fingers inside as she pushed herself back to the couch across the cool, smooth hardwood. Once she felt the leather against her skin, Sadie leaned back and started fucking herself with slow deep strokes as she heard heavy breathing in the air.
This was so needy, but she felt good with them watching what she’d done since walking away from them. Sadie wept as she brought herself closer to an orgasm, heady from the feeling of their presence and the way that they were watching her as she ga
zed at them with hooded eyes. “I do this every night thinking of you both. I want to be in your bed every day and feel you inside of my pussy, my mouth…my ass.” That was something that they hadn’t done yet, and she watched Jacob slip off his tie before they both stepped forward.
Sadie was lifted onto the couch and pressed back as Brent tied her hands and pulled them above her head. Jacob took her feet and tied one to the bottom of the sofa before he buried his face in her hot core and feasted on her hungrily. “You’re not fucking moving for a while,” Jacob said against her before he dove back in and his voice vibrated against her throbbing clit.
Something firm got clipped onto her nipples, and Sadie looked down to see the clips used for thick stacks of paper pressing her together as she cried out. The pain was intense, but it urged her orgasm forward as she arched her back and offered more of herself to Jacob. Brent covered her mouth with his and kissed her hard and long as she closed her eyes and memorized the feel of the men that she loved against her.
Sadie cried out as she exploded against Jacob and Brent sucked her tongue into his mouth as he reached a hand down to tease her clit as Jacob drove his tongue into her. “Fuck, fuck fuck,” Sadie whispered in the seconds that her lips were free of the kiss. “I love you, both of you.”
“I love you, Sadie,” Brent whispered against her lips as he stroked her clit harder and drove her into another full release.
“I never stopped thinking about you,” Jacob breathed as he dropped his pants and rolled on a condom before he drove himself inside of her. Brent watched, not moving his fingers as his best friend fucked the woman that they both loved without envy or anger. Sadie leaned her head back and moaned as Jacob took her harder before he released her foot and dropped onto his back. Jacob tugged Sadie over him, and she found him with her center as she slid over him and rode him with her hands pressed against his rippled abdomen.
Brent slipped a hand between her ass cheeks and found the tight entrance as he prodded with his finger. “Oh God. I need you, Brent.” She vaguely heard him dropping something to the floor. He walked somewhere and came back before he parted her and slipped his cock over her rim and moved inside inch by inch. Brent ripped off the clips and cupped and squeezed her as he filled her with his cock and she leaned back against him.
Sadie rocked onto Jacob as Brent moved into her in a rough rhythm and she knew that she was going to break apart with the sweet pressure of both of them filling her. Sadie whimpered softly as her body tensed and let go before Jacob shot deep inside of her and stared into her eyes. Brent gripped her hips and thrust once, twice before she felt his hot come filling her ass as she cried out his name.
“You know that I can’t live without this, don’t you?” Sadie asked them as she leaned forward against Jacob and stared into his eyes.
“I feel the same way,” Jacob replied as he untied her hands and pulled her down for a kiss.
“I want to give this a try. I choose us over all of the other fears that I have.” Sadie said to both of them as Brent pulled out of her and leaned forward to kiss her back.
“Yes. I missed both of you, and I can’t live like that,” Brent added as she smiled and found Jacob’s full lips with her mouth.
They ordered lunch in and ate on the couch as the three got to know each other again without all of the strain that had been between them before. Sadie cuddled against both men before they made love again with Brent taking her from behind and Jacob in her mouth. They told her that they loved her.
Sadie left the office with a smile on her face and her body aching from their afternoon. She didn’t look at anybody and went home to get ready for dinner with her men, feeling complete and full inside.
Their relationship wasn’t normal, but it made them happy. Three people could love one another and risk it all for their happiness, and that was what she was going to do.
She was going to live her life for herself.
Vacationing with my Billionaire Bosses (Book 4)
CHAPTER 1
I sat in the chair and let the makeup artist work her magic as I listened to the activity around me. I remembered asking my agent if I really needed to do this fashion show since I was an established plus sized model here in New York, but she assured me that it was a charity of sorts by a well-known architecture company and for a great cause, helping the local hospital in the interest of sick children. I would be walking the runway in fashions by an up and coming designer who’d recently graduated from Parsons at the top of her class.
I think her name was Valerie something. I wasn’t interested in work that didn’t pay cash, but Monica assured me that this would be fantastic
exposure, and my agent hadn’t steered me wrong. I’d forgiven her for the calls that were for skimpy barely there lingerie a few years ago since they presented themselves as a legitimate clothing store.
I was a bigger model at size eighteen, but my curves were firm and sexy. My favorite look that I had was the highlighted loose curls that I’d given in to when I was young, highlighted in a soft honey shade, completely natural and wild. My sister shared my hair and taught me how to treat it and what products to use, and so far, it had done well for my modeling career. I also had some green eyes that while dark, could lighten depending on my mood. I wasn’t good at hiding my feelings about too much, and they’d flash as my voice started rising when I was irritated.
“Your skin is amazing. You look about nineteen!” The cute blue-haired artist told me as she brushed something over my broad cheekbones. I was twenty-six, so I liked that. “I barely need any foundation with this gorgeous caramel tone and I never say that.”
“Thanks,” I told her as my eyes darted to the mirror to make sure I didn’t look awful. I’d been zoning out since I got here, tired from staying out late with my roommate at a club opening the night before. We had stayed a bit later than necessary and enjoyed the free drinks more than I normally did.
I looked good, and she’d added some highlighter on my skin that popped out in an alluring way. It would look great with the slinky red dress that I was wearing tonight, and she’d done a great job darkening my eyes with smoky colors and great blending. “Ah, thanks. I like this. Can you do my face on a regular basis?” A lot of them took away from my skin color, and I would have to have them fix their errors.
“I’d love to. What do you think about a glossy red on these full lips? I hear you’re wearing a red dress tonight?” She asked, and I nodded as I raised an eyebrow. She giggled. “They tell me this stuff before the models come in.”
“I thought you were psychic,” I replied with a smile as she shook her head and grinned. “I like that idea.”
I was done within a few minutes, and I thanked her and headed to wardrobe as I tugged on the low messy bun that the man had done in my hair. It showed my curls but suited the dress, and I smiled as I pushed the door open and watched the madness for a moment. Models were running everywhere with clothes in their hands, and people were barking at them as I shook my head slowly. This was the reason I preferred solo work and photo shoots. I ran my hands down my yoga pants and stepped forward to the platinum blonde I’d spoken to earlier, who looked completely frazzled by this point. “Hi. I am here for my dress,” I told her as she asked me my name. “Trina James.”
Her tired brown eyes searched the paper on her clipboard, and she glanced up at me and pointed to the corner of the room. “Over there, number fifteen. There’s a place to change right there.”
“Thanks,” I told her as I smiled and turned to search the room with my eyes. The little curtained off areas weren’t the best conditions for getting some of the clothing that I’d worn on, but it was the nature of these events. I walked over to the spot where my dress was hung and stepped inside of the thin blue material as the noise level increased around me. I was quick to slide it on, and I made sure that it was covering everything before I stepped out, thought it was cut in such a way that it showed off all of my curves. I looked in the mirror and slipped my
feet into the Louboutin heels that brought me from five foot nine to over six feet tall.
I needed some quiet, so I left the room to put on the black choker and earrings in the hallway as I reminded myself to never take a job like this again. Models were hard to deal with on a smaller scale, and this was chaos. I walked over to where we’d be entering the stage area, early enough to be on my own and find a seat as I prepped myself for this. These things were always bright lights and loud music, usually with a rambunctious audience that was drunk from the cocktails and little food they’d eaten over the dinner they paid top dollar for. I smoothed my hands over the top that was tied around my neck and cut daringly with a good tease of my cleavage. I knew not to mess with my face or press my lips together from the near ten years of experience that I’d gained, but I was nervous about this evening. I wasn’t sure just why, but my stomach fluttered as I heard other models approaching.
They were all dressed up in revealing dresses of various colors, and I had to admit that the designer had a good style about her. I’d opted to wear only one and be out of there since I wasn’t fond of the quick changes and Monica had grudgingly agreed. I might stick around in the back and check out some of the other clothes, but that was my limit. I wasn’t getting paid for this.
CHAPTER 2