by Jan Springer
She whimpered as Jode cupped her left breast. While he continued to kiss her nipple, he brushed a shoulder against the tip of her other nipple. The rasp of his chest hairs and the erotic skimming of his flesh against hers had her moaning at the incredible sparks of arousal.
“Ingenious,” she whispered to him.
He grinned around her nipple then opened his mouth and sucked her bud between his hot lips. His mouth tightened and his teeth nibbled, making her inhale sharply at the bursts of pleasure-pain.
Josh caressed and lapped her clit and within seconds he had her panting and gyrating her hips.
They tended to her that way for a long time, their slurps mingling with her moans. When Jode stopped and moved off her and away from her breasts, she protested, pulling at her restraints. She wanted him back there making love to her nipples with that delightful mouth of his.
He stretched out sideways along her left side, his face close to hers. She shivered as he pressed the powerful brand of his hard cock against the outside of her thigh and began to gyrate his hips, pushing his swollen erection along her flesh.
“No worries, darling,” he whispered. His eyes were dark with lust and sparkled with unmistakable love as he reached out a hand and cupped her breast. He began a slow, seductive massage of her flesh.
His head lowered. Her breath halted as his mouth melted over hers in a firm kiss that rocked all of her senses. It was an intoxicating kiss and he showed her how deeply he cared about pleasuring her.
Wow.
Between her thighs Josh lapped hungrily, his tongue a whip of pleasure. She groaned and pulled at the restraints as his tongue slipped into her vagina and out again to return to firmly massaging her clit.
Wonderful.
Soon she was lost inside the pleasure their tongues created. She wasn’t a person anymore but a bundle of need waiting and wanting to explode. But they kept her on the edge as she bucked her hips trying to get release from Josh’s tongue and moaned into Jode’s succulent mouth as he mated with her tongue.
She loved this. The incredible torture, the slow, deliberate lashes of their tongues that overloaded her senses and the naughty straps that held her captive to the two men.
When she began begging around Jode’s frantic kisses for them to take her, to make love to her, they were quick to respond. They unlashed her bonds and she was free to wrap her arms around Jode’s neck as he continued to kiss her while at the same time he ripped a foil-encased condom and rolled it onto his engorged flesh.
Heat flared as she heard the slurp of lube from somewhere beside the bed and she knew it was Josh preparing his cock.
A moment later, Jode’s hands settled firmly on her waist. He lifted her high over him and angled her body onto his torso. She tucked her legs onto each side of his hips, bending her knees so that she was squatting. As he brought her down, she inhaled sharply as his cock head nudged against her wet vagina. Pressure and pleasure made her gasp. His cock penetrated her in a swift plunge that made her frantically grab his shoulders and kiss him wildly.
She began to gyrate her hips, looking for the pleasure and needing a powerful release. She barely felt Josh’s strong hands curl over her shoulders. He dug his fingers into her flesh and gently pushed until her body was fully on top of Jode’s. She kept kissing Jode, loving the sparks created in the erotic way their tongues dashed against each other and mated.
Pressure erupted against her sphincter as Josh stroked his lubed cock into her ass, slamming in quickly and right to the hilt. She gasped into Jode’s mouth at the exquisite tightness of having a dual penetration. It heightened her senses and she loved the pressure of being doubly filled. Josh withdrew and plunged into her again and again.
He kept up a rough, powerful rhythm. The intense movement made Jode’s pubic bone rub her clit, which sent trembles of pleasure whipping through her, making her vaginal muscles clench around Jode’s cock.
He growled into her mouth and kissed her harder.
Her orgasm exploded, blinding her with sparks. Pleasure embraced her, tangled around her and held her captive. She bucked against Josh, gyrated with Jode.
Josh’s strokes became frantic, faster and more powerful. Beneath her, Jode’s body tightened, responding to the stimulation created by his brother, and she knew Jode was nearing his climax. His erection throbbed inside her, the heat of it was immense and perfect.
It was good. So good.
With every impalement, Josh’s grunts grew louder. He was nearing his release.
She tensed, ripped her mouth from Jode’s and cried out as her climax intensified and fully grabbed ahold of her, tossing her into the kaleidoscope of wicked sensations that made love to her entire being. She lost her breath and surrendered to the shudders whipping through her.
So sweet. So beautiful. So perfect.
* * * * *
Josh stared at the tender way Jode tucked a sleeping Cammie beneath the abundance of blankets. His heart fluttered at the intimate sight. He knew they had truly found the one woman who would accept them both. They’d known her for three days and it was as if she had always been in their lives.
“I’ve never felt so satisfied,” Jode whispered as he got up off the bed and walked to stand beside Josh. They both continued to gaze at her. Long black eyelashes framed her closed eyes, pink blushed her cheeks and her sweet, plump red lips were slightly parted.
“I’ve never felt so accepted,” Josh replied.
She was a passionate woman and she hadn’t blinked an eye when they’d confessed that both of them wanted to be with her.
Jode nodded. “I know what you mean. And she’s so trusting. I just love that about her.”
“The perfect fit,” Josh said.
“The perfect woman,” Jode added.
The forever woman. The only woman for them.
* * * * *
Cammie didn’t know how they managed to meet the deadline because they had sex before, during and after every shoot. The men slept over every night and took her out on romantic dinner dates every evening. Early mornings were set aside for their runs and visits to the bakery. Once Joyce saw how happy Cammie was and how the men ignored her fluttering of her false eyelashes, she began to act normal again.
That Sexy Toys had wanted her based on the photos from twenty years earlier, photos that were still hanging in Sexy Toys’ conference room, was still unbelievable to her. Whenever she brought up the subject, the men eased her fears by making love to her or reassuring her that Sexy Toys knew what they were doing.
The tender, caring way they treated her and made love to her had removed every single one of her doubts. They wanted a relationship.
On Friday morning, they insisted she take the day off and remain at home while they went to do the presentations to the owners of Sexy Toys. She’d agreed, not really wanting to see the people who’d let her down when she’d worked there. After promising her they would have a serious talk as they had a confession to make when they returned by late evening, they’d waved goodbye before she could ask any questions.
Seeing their van disappear down her driveway, loneliness unlike anything she’d ever experienced before swept over her. Jode and Josh weren’t even gone two minutes and she’d hurried inside, deciding she would head to Sexy Toys after all. She would simply surprise them.
* * * * *
The receptionist—who admitted she was a temp—hadn’t been able to locate the owners or Josh and Jode. She’d told Cammie to head down to the conference room and she would send the first person she could as soon as possible. So Cammie stood in front of of the room and was about to knock when the unmistakable gravelly voice of Earl sent icy shivers snaking up her back.
“You bitch.” He scowled. He came up behind her faster than a snake. Surprise and fear crashed into her as he grabbed her by her left shoulder and swung her around so quickly she didn’t even know what was happening. In an instant, he had her pinned against the door, unable to move, his hot hand covering her mouth.
“You made me lose my fucking job,” he growled.
His hot, alcohol-drenched breath slammed into her face, making her tummy twist with revulsion.
“I couldn’t find you.” He slurred his words. “That bitch agent of yours was unreachable and no one would give me your address or phone number. Now you and those bastards came through on the deadline and I got let go.”
What was he talking about?
His gray eyes glazed with anger and his face glowed red with rage. He’d aged since she’d last seen him. Aged and not for the better.
Cammie tried to turn her face away from him so she could inhale some fresh air but he held his grip on her mouth, forcing her to inhale his rancid stench. His lusty sneer, the liquor fumes and her panic made her lightheaded. Nausea rolled violently in her stomach as her past crashed in around her.
She’d been young and stupid and inexperienced with workplace ethics back then. She should have gone to the cops about Earl but this was an adult business and she’d feared the authorities would just say she was asking for it. Instead she’d taken the easy way out and sold her shares of the business to her partner, Earl’s drinking buddy, who’d refused to help her where Earl was concerned, and she’d quit Sexy Toys.
Defiance pushed aside her fear. This time she wouldn’t let Earl get away with harassing her. This time she was going to fight back! But how? She struggled to come up with an escape but his next words had her focusing on what he was saying.
“I thought for sure you wouldn’t do that modeling gig. You’re such an uptight bitch. Figured you wouldn’t give into those Midnight brothers. It was hard not to notice they fucked you during those shoots. Pleasure like that can’t be faked on a woman’s face.” His voice was garbled and she could barely hear him.
Damn him! He’d already seen the pictures. Anyone else seeing them would not bother her at all. It was her job. Her profession. But with Earl she felt horribly dirty and unbelievably vulnerable. It was a feeling she’d never again wanted to experience in her life but here was Earl whipping the disgust she felt about him and the helplessness for not being able to control the situation she’d been in while working here all those years ago. The suffocating revulsion sliced through her like a sledgehammer. She wanted him off her.
She tried to wrench her arms free from where they were crushed against his chest but he held her so tightly with his body she couldn’t even move her legs in order to step on his toes.
“Yeah, you fucked them and I lost the bet, you little bitch.”
Her mouth went dry. Bet? What bet?
Earl’s glassy eyes widened as if he understood she had no clue as to what he was saying.
“You didn’t know about the bet, did you? For them to get you into bed by the deadline or they would lose Sexy Toys to me. Now you know, bitch.”
No! Her senses reeled.
“Get the fuck off her, you slimy piece of shit!”
Jode! His shout shot a huge slice of relief through Cammie.
In a split second, Jode and Josh appeared. They tore Earl off her and Josh pounded his fist into Earl’s face. Blood spurted and Cammie’s tummy knotted in despair at the sound of breaking bones. Then Josh punched Earl in the gut. The man screamed, doubling over.
Two security guards appeared out of nowhere and grabbed Earl by his shoulders, forcing him to stand straight. He snarled at her, streams of blood rolling from his nose.
“Enjoy your fucking life, bitch!” he grumbled.
Nausea clutched at her belly at the anger boiling in his eyes. Instinctively she knew he truly hated her because she had never given into his sexual advances in order to keep her job.
“We are pressing assault charges. Tell that to the police when you call them,” Josh ordered.
The guards nodded and quickly hustled Earl down the hallway.
It was then she noticed Kim hovering nearby. Her old friend had aged over the years and she had the same frightened look that Cammie had once seen in her own eyes before she’d finally quit Sexy Toys.
She looked as if she’d been crying. Her eyes were swollen and red.
“I…I told them…about Earl. I’m sorry I…betrayed your confidence,” Kim said as tears streaked black rivers of eyeliner down her cheeks. Her lips were trembling and her hands shook violently as she dabbed at her eyes with a tissue.
Concern for her old friend had Cammie reaching out and grasping both of Kim’s hands. They were ice cold.
“It’s all right, Kim. Everything is going to be all right,” she said, trying to reassure her. Kim tossed her a wobbly smile.
“I’m glad you came back. I missed you,” she said.
“I missed you too, sweetie. I’m so sorry I didn’t keep in touch. I was just trying to bury the past. I hope you understand.”
Kim nodded jerkily.
“They fired Earl,” Kim said quickly. “I should have told them about Earl the day they purchased Sexy Toys…but I was afraid…that they didn’t care…” Kim turned to face Josh and Jode. They smiled at her reassuringly.
“But they do care,” she sobbed. “They truly do. I…if you’ll excuse me, I have to get cleaned up and wash my face. I look awful when I cry. I don’t want to scare my kids when I go home.”
“Sure, sure. You take care, Kim.” Cammie let go of her hands and took comfort that they had already grown warm. Kim was strong. She was going to be okay. Her friend nodded and gave Josh and Jode one quick adoring glance and then walked quickly down the hall.
As Kim left, the full brunt of what had just happened with Earl made Cammie’s knees go to jelly. The full weight of what could have happened had Josh, Jode and Kim not come along when they did made her stumble.
The twins quickly grabbed her before she could slump to the ground. Concern whipped over both their faces as they ushered her into the conference room.
“Ah, shit, Cammie, are you all right?” Jode asked.
She could barely walk, her legs were shaking so badly now. Had they not been holding on to her, she would have sunk to the floor. Jode ushered her into a chair and a moment later Josh thrust a glass full of water against her mouth.
“Drink, beautiful lady,” Jode said. His voice shook and she didn’t know if it was from rage or fear or both.
Both men crouched onto their haunches in front of her as she sipped the water. The cold liquid was heaven as it exploded over her dry tongue. She closed her eyes and gulped, loving the way the water splashed down her parched throat. When she opened her eyes, their pale faces would have frightened her had she not been otherwise occupied at trying to figure out what Earl had been saying.
“I’m so sorry he came back, Cammie. We had him escorted out over an hour ago after we fired him,” Josh said.
After they fired him? Had what Earl said been the truth?
Her stomach did a sickening somersault.
“You mean he’s gone because of the bet,” she managed to say.
Her insides went to jelly as both men looked at each other with horrified expressions on their faces. Those looks of guilt could not be denied. Earl had told her the truth.
“You let me believe you were the male models but you are the owners,” she managed to say as the full of their deception hit her like a ton of bricks.
Oh, she’d been horribly naïve and badly betrayed.
“Bet? You know about it?” Josh gasped. A red flush of embarrassment crossed his face. He cursed and turned away from her.
Jode also swore and buried his face in his hands.
“It wasn’t supposed to be this way,” he muttered.
“If I knew you both better I’d think that you two were ashamed of yourselves. Maybe because you’ve been caught?” she taunted, wanting to hurt them and make them feel her pain.
The both shook their heads and then
turned their faces to her. Yes, they were mortified, it was clearly written on their faces.
“Sweetheart, you’ve got it all wrong,” Josh insisted.
“I don’t think so. Earl told me about a bet and a deadline about getting me into bed. I filled in the rest.” She forced brittle coldness into her voice, despite hoping they had a plausible explanation for this damned bet. All that sex and tenderness and those plans for the future they’d murmured into her ears while making love to her the last couple of days and nights. It all couldn’t have been just because of a bet. It just couldn’t be…faked. Could it?
When Josh slumped dejectedly into a chair beside her, she knew it had been just what Earl said.
Josh frowned and clenched his hands into trembling fists. He was pissed off, but she would give as good as she got if he tried to weasel his way out of this.
“Okay, it started out that way,” Josh admitted.
“Asshole!” she shouted before she could stop herself.
“Hear us out, please?” Jode interjected.
“Fine. Just hurry up. You’re both wasting my time.” Oh boy, she was going to be sick. She had trusted these two men. She had bought the bullshit they told her and swallowed it hook, line and sinker.
“Like I said, it started out as a bet,” Josh said. “But only because he was handing us his job if we could hire you as the model. When you opened your door and didn’t give us a chance to get in a word edgewise, we just let you believe we were the models.”
“Actually we were going to be the models anyway because we couldn’t find anyone at such short notice, so technically…” Jode chimed in.
Josh nodded. “We just didn’t tell you about the boss part and before we knew it—”
“We were so far in, we didn’t want to ruin things by telling you what was going on,” Jode finished.
Both men shrugged and frowned at her.
Cammie shook her head. This was such a big mess. She should be hating them. Slapping them. Shouting at the top of her lungs. But she just didn’t have the energy, so she would listen to what they had to say and reserve judgment until she was a bit more clearheaded than now.