Men For Hire

by Tina Donahue, Bella Settarra, Michelle Roth, Jennifeer Denys

  “We want you, baby.” James’s voice was rasping as he held her from behind, whispering into her ear before nuzzling it with his hot tongue.

  Her body suddenly flushed with excitement and she gasped as she felt a finger caress her tight rosette, while James shushed her gently. She leaned back into him as Aaron eased three fingers into her aching pussy and she hissed.

  “Beautiful.” Aaron smiled approvingly and she felt a new sensation as he wiggled a finger inside her. “Does that feel good?” he murmured.

  She swallowed hard. “Yes, but…” She didn’t know how to tell him she had never felt like that before.

  He chuckled, obviously reading her mind again. “No one ever found your special spot before, huh?”

  She gasped again, realizing for the first time that she actually had a G-spot, despite Richard’s claims that she was ‘frigid’ and ‘just not built like other women.’ The thought empowered her and she closed her eyes, relishing the new sensations this ‘God’ bestowed upon her.

  The water was warm and soothing as it streamed down on them, and she felt it calming and easing her as she allowed the men to tease and caress her body.

  “Relax, baby,” James urged her as he eased another finger into her tight arse.

  This feeling was another she had never experienced before and she was still trying to decide whether she liked it or not. It wasn’t exactly unpleasant, just … different. It felt foreign, unexpectedly exciting, and wanton. Her muscles sucked his fingers into her and she felt him push harder as she breathed out.

  Her pussy was on fire, weeping and squelching under Aaron’s ministrations and she was relieved when she heard the rip of foil. Her eyes widened, however, as she watched him hand something over to James, before sheathing his heaving member. Before she had time to speak, Aaron’s mouth was covering hers in a lingering kiss and she felt his long tongue delve toward her throat while his massive cock plunged her pussy.

  Aaron was big. Huge, in fact. He stretched her deliciously and she delighted in the pain. She yelped deep into his mouth, and sensed his satisfaction in her reaction. Pain had never been so pleasurable—and she had a feeling there was still more to come.

  As the massive dick lunged in and out of her dripping pussy, she could feel James becoming more excited behind her. His cock was nudging at her rosette now and she felt an excited fear run through her at the thought of what was in store for her. Both guys were constantly caressing her body, her nipples were sticking out like sticks of bamboo, and her skin was flushed as she felt every nerve in her thrum with excited anticipation.

  “Oh God!” she shrieked as soon as her mouth was freed of Aaron’s kisses and she gripped his forearms as she felt her orgasm mounting.

  “That’s it, sweetheart, go with it,” the dark guy urged. “Feel every sensation we give you. Take it, embrace it.”

  His voice was raw, desperate, and such a turn-on. Naomi felt her body convulse deliciously and she screamed into his chest as her burning pussy clenched and sucked on his massive dick. She could hear him growl like a feral beast as his cock swelled and plunged right up to her womb. She screwed her eyes tight, biting hard on his taut chest as bright lights danced in front of her eyes and the wave she was riding continued to rise with each orgasm.

  “Good girl,” James’s soft voice whispered in her ear just as she was beginning to come back down to earth and she smiled as peacefulness engulfed her.

  Her body was just beginning to relax when he spoke again.

  “Take a deep breath, baby, and hold it.”

  Her brain was fuzzy and felt like a marshmallow, but she deftly did as he asked. She heaved in a mouthful of humid air, her eyes still closed.

  “That’s it, sweetheart, now let it out slowly while you look at me.” Aaron’s voice was deep and commanding, as he gently turned her face up to his.

  Naomi frowned, a little puzzled, but did as he asked. His dark brown eyes were a pleasure to look at, and she was surprised and delighted to actually be told to gaze into them. As she did so, she felt the air slowly leave her body as she relaxed.

  “That’s it, my love. Perfect,” Aaron cooed.

  A sudden burn in her rear brought her right back down to earth and she realized what was happening. James’ hard cock was nudging deeper and deeper into her, while Aaron’s was still filling her pussy.

  “Blow,” Aaron instructed as panic pulled the breath from her lungs.

  She stared at him, not quite knowing how she felt for a second.

  “Take another breath and blow long and hard.” He told her calmly, still staring into her eyes.

  Naomi automatically obeyed him and as she slowly expelled the air from her mouth, she felt James pushing harder into her. The sensation was incredible and she bit hard on her lip as she realized that she was actually enjoying it. She felt full to the brim, both guys were huge and filled every last inch of her, and she relished it. They were both holding her, whispering words of encouragement, and lovingly stroking her over-heated body.

  “Okay, baby?” James murmured.

  “God, yeah.” She panted as excitement welled in her again.

  Aaron’s dick hardly seemed to shrink at all following his release, and it felt as massive as ever as he heaved in and out of her yearning pussy. James felt just as big, although she had nothing to compare it with, never having had a cock right inside her butt before. The guys quickly developed their own rhythm and plunged in and out of her in a sort of see-saw action, never leaving her empty.

  Their actions hastened as their passion mounted and she was soon flying high on a current of ecstasy as the guys took her farther than she had ever been. She screamed as the heat inside her reached an inferno, clutching both dicks with her muscles, and both guys with her hands.

  “Come on, baby, come!” James’s voice was hoarse as he continued his rampant assailment on her arse.

  “I’m gonna blow!” Aaron suddenly appeared to lose control as his body rocked and he held onto her for support.

  A strange sensation flooded her as James’s cock swelled inside her tight channel and she felt herself being stretched in places she had never known before. The stimulation threw her over the edge and she shrieked, burying her face in Aaron’s chest as another orgasm roared through her. James growled as his release overtook him and the cubicle echoed with the sounds of their rapture.

  Naomi clung to both men as their bodies slowly calmed and she found tears streaming from her eyes. It didn’t matter. They mingled with the water flowing over her and left her feeling refreshed and relaxed. The release of all that emotion tired her but left her feeling almost reborn. She held her men tight, relishing in their warmth as well as their presence. Their kisses soothed her as they caressed her sated body.

  “We should get dressed,” James eventually murmured into her ear.

  “Oh God—the party!” Panic surged through her and she tightened her grip on them both.

  “It’s okay,” Aaron assured her with a deep chuckle. “We told the caterers to let the guests in when they arrived. We said you weren’t feeling too well and were taking a quick nap. They were really nice about it, said they’d offer around that tray of drinks you’d prepared and give them nibbles while they waited for you.”

  Naomi sighed. These guys had everything sorted for her. She gave them both a grateful hug.

  “Oh, and we also took the liberty of asking them to lay another couple of place settings at your table. Hope you don’t mind.” James sounded a little sheepish as they followed her out into the bedroom.

  Naomi gasped. Hanging on the back of the door next to her dress were two very smart suits. These guys had come prepared!

  “We never quite know what the next job’s gonna be with the agency,” Aaron explained. “We have to be ready for anything.”

  “That van’s like Mr. Benn’s changing room,” James told her with a chuckle.

  “So you’re staying?” She smiled as relief washed through her.

  “Onl
y if you want us to? We don’t want to intrude…” Aaron was studying her face.

  “Of course I want you to. I don’t ever want you to leave.”

  Both guys gave her a big hug before toweling themselves off and getting ready.

  Naomi felt like a million dollars as she walked down the stairs to greet her guests. James and Aaron had already gone down as soon as they were ready and were mingling easily with her friends. She smiled when she saw them. They certainly had everything under control, and she was grateful for it.

  “You look … beautiful. Are you feeling better?” Richard looked stunned as he turned to face her at the foot of the stairs.

  “Yes, thank you. Sorry to have kept you waiting.” She smiled. Naomi felt beautiful. More beautiful than she had ever felt when she was with him.

  “I need to have a quiet word later,” he whispered to her.

  She frowned. He looked unhappy. She looked to Paula, who was standing on the other side of the room. She didn’t look as excited and pleased as she usually did. She didn’t even look as pretty as usual—or maybe it was just that Naomi felt even prettier herself tonight.

  “Okay.” She smiled at her ex, curious about what he wanted.

  “Naomi, you look gorgeous!” Aaron swooped in and took her hand. “Come and meet the Frobishers.”

  Both her men looked dashing in their suits, their muscles bulging through their jackets. Although they had looked quite at home in their casual clothes earlier, they slipped into their roles here just as easily. Naomi wondered if it was all part of their job at the agency—they must be able to slip into whatever guise they were called for. The thought sobered her a little. Were they just playing a role with her? Was this all part of the job, seducing the clients? She hoped not.

  “Daphne and Sam, this is Naomi Preston.” Aaron introduced them politely and they shook hands.

  Daphne Frobisher must have been in her sixties and reminded Naomi a little of Barbara Cartland. She was dressed all in pink, fluffy frills and wore the most uncomfortable-looking cerise stilettos. Not surprisingly she was holding onto her husband, presumably more for her support than his. “How lovely to meet you, dear.”

  Naomi smiled sweetly; she seemed a pretty odd character but very likable.

  “Ah, I’ve heard a lot about you, Naomi,” Sam told her conspiratorially.

  Naomi felt a jolt in her stomach and wondered just what he had heard. She looked questioningly at Aaron and James, who were just smiling politely.

  “We must talk about your books,” Sam Frobisher went on.

  “Yes, of course.” Naomi felt a little unnerved.

  Paula came over and gave her a friendly hug. She looked apologetic which surprised Naomi. Paula never apologized for anything.

  “Well, now that we all know each other, perhaps we should eat?” James smiled as he ushered everyone to the dining room and they went to take their seats.

  Naomi felt Richard’s eyes on her as she took her place at the head of the table, with James and Aaron sitting to either side. Daphne sat beside James with her husband next to her, while Paula wasted no time in sidling in next to Aaron. Richard sat beside Paula, though he didn’t seem at all happy about it.

  The first course was served and they all tucked in. Naomi was surprised at how hungry she was. As polite murmurs filled the room, she gazed at the two gorgeous hunks sitting by her. They seemed very relaxed and content, chatting to her guests. It occurred to her that it was odd that Aaron had introduced the Frobishers, and not Paula, their employee. Both guys were perfect at co-hosting her party and she felt proud that she was with them, and relieved that she didn’t have to do it alone. She wondered what Richard made of it all. He certainly didn’t look happy.

  “So, Daphne, what did you think of Naomi’s last book?” James asked, turning to the lady next to him.

  “Darling, I thought it was wonderful!” Daphne gushed loudly. “Just the sort of thing we’re looking for, isn’t it, Sam?”

  Sam smiled. “Oh yes, definitely. Exactly up our street,” Sam replied, finishing his starter.

  “But I thought you were looking for sweet romance?” Richard looked horrified. “She was going to write more mainstream novels in future.”

  Naomi felt irked. She knew Richard hadn’t approved of her foray into Erotic Romance, but she had loved writing it. If the Frobishers wanted it instead of the hearts and flowers stuff she usually churned out she was more than willing to write more of it.

  “Frobishers are starting up an erotic line,” Paula explained.

  Richard seethed. “I didn’t know that.” He sounded infuriated, which took Naomi by surprise.

  “Is that a problem?” Aaron asked, his voice a little tight as he turned to Richard.

  “Well, it’s just not Naomi’s thing,” Richard protested. “I don’t think she should have to write a different genre if it’s not what she wants.”

  “I agree.” Aaron’s voice was deep as were his dark eyes as he turned to face Naomi. “And what do you want, Naomi?”

  She felt her pussy clench at his question, and she knew he wasn’t really talking about books. The glint in his eye told her that much. She swallowed hard, trying to think of an answer.

  James must have sensed her discomfort as he came to her rescue. “Would you prefer to write Erotic Romance or Sweet Romance, baby?” he asked softly.

  She looked over to him and her heart melted. He was so gorgeous—they both were.

  “Perhaps you could write both?” Daphne offered as the main course was served.

  “She can’t do both. It’s one or the other. You have to choose.” Richard was adamant.

  “Hmm, like you have to choose,” Paula spat venom as she hissed at him and everyone stared.

  “I know what I want and I go all out to get it,” Richard replied through clenched teeth.

  Naomi felt herself go hot as the tension mounted. She had sensed a problem between them as soon as she’d seen them, but she hadn’t expected this.

  “Yeah, that’s the problem.” Paula snarled. “Trouble is, then you change your mind and go all out to get it back!”

  “Is there a problem, dear?” Daphne interjected and Naomi felt a thud in her heart.

  . Although she had been shocked that Paula and Richard had ditched both herself and Paula's partner Rob, she still felt some loyalty to them.

  After all, Paula had been a good friend and Richard and she must have been in love at one time, surely? The thought roiled in her mind as she tried to remember when exactly Paula had been a good friend—some time long before she’d run off with her partner, obviously. And Richard and she had surely been in love at one time, hadn’t they? Really? The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. James’s hand on her knee brought her back into the room and she smiled at him reassuringly.

  James and Aaron had been nothing but good to her and they hadn’t known her more than a few hours. Paula and Richard had known her for years and this was how they treated her? Not only having an affair behind her back, but now embarrassing her at her dinner party in front of her potential new employers!

  An uneasy silence had descended on the room while everyone waited for Richard and Paula to explain themselves.

  “So, what else are you planning to publish? Any non-fiction?” James smiled as he spoke to Daphne, tactfully changing the subject.

  “We’re thinking of it, dear.” Daphne seemed more than happy for the reprieve. “Until now Frobishers have only published sweet romance and children’s books. Now that we’ve had this windfall we’re thinking of trying lots more avenues.”

  “You should stick to what you know.” Richard’s words cut through the atmosphere, chilling the air.

  “Why do you say that? Have you any experience of the publishing business, Richard?” Sam asked politely.

  Richard’s lips tightened. “No,” he admitted, “but I know about people. People get comfortable with certain things and that’s what they need to stick with. When they find what
they want they should stay with it. It’s human nature.” He looked pointedly at Naomi and she felt a thud in her gut as she realized exactly what he was talking about—he wanted her back!

  “You don’t think people might want to try out new things? Experience stuff they’ve never even dreamed about?” James was looking over at Richard, but his hand was firmly holding Naomi’s.

  Richard looked outraged as he stared at their hands. “No,” he said firmly. “That’s how people get hurt.”

  “By reading different books?” Daphne looked incredulous.

  Richard turned to the old lady. “Yes, among other things. They get ideas in their heads and it changes their way of thinking.”

  “But surely that’s a good thing? Expanding the mind? Stretching the brain? Isn’t that what life is all about?” Sam frowned.

  “It’s not good to try to think too much about stuff you’re not accustomed to,” Richard told him with a pout. “As I said before, people should stick to what they know.”

  “And what if they’re not happy with what they know?” Aaron asked, taking Naomi’s other hand in his. “What if they need more?” His voice was low and sultry, making her clench her thighs together.

  Richard’s eyes grew wider as he stared at Naomi holding hands with the two men. She had seen that look before. In the past, it had filled her with dread and horror. Now she felt empowered and defiant. She was with two gorgeous men who cherished her. They may not have known each other long, but she was sure they were genuine about their feelings. And she was certain about hers, too.

  “I think people deserve to get what they want,” Daphne spoke into the silence. “If what they’re being offered isn’t enough for them why shouldn’t they seek out what they need? Surely it’s every human being’s right to pursue better things?”

  Richard seethed even more, his face turning bright red. “Not if it’s not right for them. They could be doing themselves more harm than good. Getting their hopes up about something they can’t really have—something that’s not genuine.”

  “And who’s to decide what’s good for another person? Surely no one knows what you want but yourself? And who’s to say what someone else can have? And surely whether or not it’s genuine is a matter of opinion? I’m sorry, son, I don’t see your argument at all.” Sam was cool but polite in his manner. And very astute, Naomi thought.