by Sierra
“I didn’t use anything.”
The alarm had gone off a good ten minutes ago, waking them both from a passion-drugged sleep, but Matthew showed no signs of leaving the warmth of the bed.
“I’m on the Pill,” she replied, knowing an unplanned pregnancy was the least of the problems that could result from their carelessness.
“I can’t believe I was so fucking stupid!”
She pulled out of his arms enough to roll and face him. He wore a look of utter self-disgust.
“You’re clean?” She kept her voice level, reasonable.
“Yeah,” he grumbled.
“I’m clean, too.”
“Of course you are. But you shouldn’t just take my word for it.” He didn’t sound particularly happy.
“But I do.” And yeah, she knew it was ridiculously naive, but there it was.
“Right. Okay. That’s good.” He sounded relieved, but not as relieved as she’d expected.
“So it’s all good.”
“It was still a fucking stupid thing to do.”
“Yeah, it was.” She wrinkled her nose at him. “Get tested and bring me a clean bill of health.” He raised his eyebrows. “I like feeling you come in me.”
This time, they remembered the condom.
Chapter Eight
Matt was still jazzed several hours later when Daniel walked into Marcus’ office. Not even Daniel’s stony expression and refusal to meet his eyes could dent his good mood. He’d spent fifteen very productive minutes at the company’s in-house clinic, and when Daniel entered the room, Matthew was happily anticipating the celebration he and Shannon would have when his test results came back totally clean.
I like feeling you come in me. He didn’t think he’d ever heard anything sexier, and just the memory shot him hard as steel. So it wasn’t surprising that Daniel took one look at the predatory smile on Matthew’s face and prepared for battle.
“Do you have a decision for me?” Daniel’s voice was scrupulously businesslike.
Matthew fanned the folders across the glossy surface of the desk. “Man, why don’t I have a desk like this?” He ran his finger along the edge. “It’s like a fricking altar.” He sent Daniel a naughty smile. “Too bad we don’t have a sacrificial virgin around.” He laughed at Daniel’s scowl.
“You’ll have time to play later, Matty. It’s time to work now.”
Matthew rolled his eyes at the condescending tone in Daniel’s voice. “Oh for God’s sake, lighten up, Dan.” He drew the first folder closer to him and decided to bait the tiger. “I never would have slept with you if I’d known you were going to be such a prude about it. And don’t call me Matty.”
“You just keep on pushing, Matthew,” Daniel gritted out, “you’re going to end up hurting both of us.”
“Right, right.” Matthew’s sarcasm was obvious. “I don’t know who or what you are.” He rolled his eyes again and continued. “I don’t know what you want, and I sure as hell don’t know what I want.” He shook his head. “Blah, blah, blah. Now sit down. I want to go over some more specific information on these properties before I commit Worthington to anything.”
By noon the men had reached an uneasy truce, and had worked through two of the three property files. They had just bent over the third when a discreet buzz sounded, and Trey’s smooth voice filled the room.
“Shannon Whitney to see you, Mr. Worthington.” The words were innocent enough, but both Matthew and Daniel could read the male appreciation in the receptionist’s tone.
“Your little hottie?” Daniel questioned, seeming to forget the tension between them, at least for a moment.
Matthew merely smiled and told Trey to send her in.
When Matt opened the office door, Shannon walked right into his arms. It felt so good, so right, he had to drop several warm, damp kisses on her lips before letting her go.
She had been smiling when she’d walked into the room, and Matt watched with interest to see how her expression changed when she spotted Daniel, once more gazing out the window.
“So, we’re having lunch with the force of nature, huh?” The humor was clear in her voice.
Matthew was pleased to see the only emotions swirling in her clear brown eyes were amusement and speculation. He was even more pleased to see the predatory gleam in Daniel’s eyes when he turned to face her.
At Daniel’s questioning look, Matt led Shannon farther into the room. “Daniel Ellis, force of nature.” He grinned at Daniel’s dry look. “I’d like to introduce you to Shannon Whitney, magical mermaid.”
Shannon laughed and shoved him with her shoulder before stepping forward to offer Daniel her hand.
Yep. It was the hottie from the night before. And she was even better than he remembered. She still wore low-slung, faded jeans that clung to every curve, but now she’d topped them with a flower-embroidered cotton top that sort of floated over her body, caressing her breasts one minute, hiding them the next. She’d replaced the ratty sneakers with a pair of beaded sandals that showcased narrow feet to perfection. He had a brief urge to nibble on her pink-painted toes. Delicious.
“So she’s a mermaid, is she?” Daniel wrapped his hand around hers, surrounding it completely and highlighting how tiny she was. “I would have guessed pixie.” He stepped in closer, deliberately invading her space. “Or maybe angel.”
She grinned and stood her ground, letting him get so close that each breath brushed her tight nipples against his suit coat.
“Oh, I’m no angel.” She sent a naughty wink in Matthew’s direction. “They don’t get to have any fun.”
Finally retrieving her hand, she walked over to perch on the desk dominating the room. Daniel caught Matthew’s eye, and knew they were both remembering Matthew’s earlier comment about a sacrificial virgin. Daniel’s mouth began to water.
“So,” she said brightly, oblivious to the dark sexual current arching between the two men, “here I am, reporting for lunch as commanded.” She glanced down at the reports scattered across the table. “Do you have time for me?” She gestured toward Daniel. “I can take a rain check if you need to keep working.”
Daniel answered before Matthew had time to do more than open his mouth. “We didn’t get much accomplished yesterday.” Never mind that it was because he’d walked out. “We really should keep on going now.” Before he bent her pretty little body over the nearest chair and fucked her unconscious while she sucked Matty’s cock as if it was a lollipop.
Shannon slid down from the desk and moved to the door, and Matt immediately stopped her. “I promised you lunch.” He tipped her chin up and stroked along the line of her throat. “And I don’t want you to go yet.” Daniel gave a snort that could have been disgust or amusement, even he wasn’t sure which, and Matthew shot him a narrow look. “If you’re so determined to make up lost time, why don’t we order sandwiches and eat here?”
Daniel flipped his hand at the phone, aiming for nonchalance. “Whatever it takes to get this done.”
Matt strode to the desk and picked up the phone, only to stop and look at it blankly. “Well, hell.”
“What is it?” Shannon had moved up behind him, sliding her hands under his jacket to flatten on his abdomen, stroking over the silk of his shirt. Daniel couldn’t help the hungry way his eyes followed her wandering fingers.
“Carrie’s gone, and I have no fucking idea where she calls out to for lunch.”
When Matthew sent him a questioning look, Daniel shrugged and said, “Don’t look at me. I’m just a visitor.”
Shannon burst out laughing and shoved Matthew out of the way. “You poor little rich boys.” Rooting through the desk drawers, she dug out a phone book. “I’m middle class enough to know how to use a phone book.”
Ignoring the twin looks of irritation being sent her way, Shannon flipped through the yellow pages until she found a restaurant that delivered deli-style sandwiches, and called in their order.
To Daniel’s surprise, lunch went amazingl
y well. Shannon was new to the area, but she was incredibly intelligent, and made several fresh observations about the final property he and Matt had to discuss. She was also funny and warm, and managed to defuse most of the tension between him and Matthew. Daniel found himself imagining Shannon naked and on her knees in front of him. She had an incredible mouth and he was a little envious at the easy way she interacted with Matt.
After much discussion, Matthew chose to commit to the first property they’d discussed, a building site in Traverse City. Daniel had just begun to relax and enjoy the lunch and the company when Matthew apparently decided work time was done, and it was now time to play.
“Come here.” Matt playfully crooked a finger at Shannon, who already sat close beside him. Sliding his chair out from the desk, he urged her to her feet before guiding her onto his lap. Daniel could all but feel her soft heat against his own body.
“Sandwich good?” Matthew leaned forward and licked a dab of mustard from her full lower lip, and she nodded her agreement.
“Very good.” She returned the favor, licking a non-existent dab of dressing from Matt’s mouth. Leaning back against his chest, she looked over at Daniel. “Are you enjoying your lunch?”
Her eyes were asking an entirely different question than her words, but he forced himself to ignore it. God save him from little children who wanted to play at being naughty and had no idea the tiger they tempted.
“The sandwich is fine.” He’d kept his face expressionless, so he couldn’t really understand the satisfied smile that crept across her face.
“Good.” She glanced down at her empty plate. “But I’m still hungry.” She pouted prettily up at Matthew, who immediately picked something up from the desk.
“Wanna bite of my pickle?” He brushed the sour treat over her bottom lip, pulling it back when she went to take a bite and laughing as she followed it before catching it in her teeth. Instead of biting down, Shannon slowly sucked the veggie between shiny pink lips, and winked at Matthew when Daniel shifted restlessly.
Thoroughly enjoying herself, Shannon rose from Matthew’s lap and swayed around the desk, collecting the abandoned cups and wrappers. She made a point to lean in close as she gathered Daniel’s trash, breathing in his scent and tempting him with her own. When she saw his fist clench on the arm of his chair, she considered her job done for the moment, and turned to dispose of the refuse.
She couldn’t believe how badly she wanted him to make a move. Any move. It amazed her how much she’d changed from the shy, quiet little school teacher who’d crossed that Michigan state line. She wondered if she were being greedy, wanting to have her cake and eat it too—or have Matthew for a lover and taste Daniel’s passion, too, as the case may be…
Glancing at the clock, she realized it was long after one. She walked back to Matthew, who was now standing propped on the desk less than a foot from where Daniel sat. Cuddling close, wriggling her hips between Matthew’s thighs, she rested her palms on his chest and tipped her head back to meet his smiling eyes.
“You’re happy,” she murmured.
“I am,” he agreed. “How can you tell?”
She stroked a hand down the center of his body and grasped his erect cock for a gentle squeeze. “Your eyes are all blue and sparkly. They do that when you’re happy.” Releasing his erection, she wrapped her arms around him for a moment, before pulling back enough to meet his eyes again. “I should go.” She glanced at Daniel, whose eyes were glued to their entwined forms. “Let you get back to work.”
Matthew’s hands had found their way to her hips. He lowered them now, cupping the full curves of her rear, and looked past her, at Daniel. When Shannon looked over her shoulder, she saw that Daniel’s eyes were riveted on Matthew’s hands, and his position, leaning forward with his elbows on his knees, did nothing to disguise the tree trunk rising between his legs.
Matthew gave a little squeeze, and Shannon didn’t even try to suppress her small sound of pleasure.
“You can’t leave without kissing me goodbye,” he murmured against her forehead, and she felt his smile.
Shannon tilted her head to the side and wondered what Matt was up to. She knew what she was up to. Matthew wanted her, and Matthew wanted Daniel. She wanted them both, and from all appearances Daniel wanted it too, so she saw no reason to deny any of them.
Rising to her tiptoes, she pressed her lips to Matthew’s, moaning into his mouth as he immediately took control of the kiss. He licked into her mouth, sending bursts of heat through her body. As his hands cruised her back, she felt her nipples tighten, and rubbed against him, enjoying the stimulation.
She wasn’t really sure how long she and Matt stood, lost in each other and their kiss, before Daniel rose, shoving his chair back.
“Should I give the two of you some privacy?” His tone would have been dry amusement, if it hadn’t been for the growl of arousal distorting it.
She pulled back from Matthew and met his long, searching look. Dropping to flat feet, she stepped back and turned to face Daniel. Gathering her courage, she allowed her eyes to meet his before sliding down his very fine body and pausing on the enormous erection tenting the front of his trousers.
“I’m sorry.” She stepped closer. She could feel Matthew at her back, encouraging her onward. “That was terribly rude of us.” She had moved so close to Daniel she could feel the heat of his body sinking into hers. Placing one palm flat on his chest, she moved the final inches to press lightly against him, and rose to her toes again.
“I don’t want you to feel left out.” She slid her free hand up, threading her fingers through the hair at his nape, urging his mouth to hers. Where Matthew tasted of sunshine and laughter, Daniel tasted of sin and dark nights.
He let her control the kiss, not resisting, but not participating either, until she thought she’d lose what was left of her mind. She was already wet from the last hour’s worth of mental foreplay and from Matthew’s kiss. Now she was in need. And what she needed was for Daniel to use those perfectly sculpted lips on hers, to fill her with his tongue and his taste, and to put those large, elegant hands all over her body.
Frustrated, Shannon pressed closer. When Daniel continued to let her take the lead, she decided desperate times called for desperate measures. Sucking his tongue into her mouth, she slid one hand down, slithering it deep between his legs to cup his testicles.
Finally Daniel’s control seemed to break. His kiss crashed over her like a tidal wave. No longer restrained, Daniel thrust his tongue into her mouth, exploring every crevice and learning her taste.
He kissed her until she was breathless and panting, sagging against him on knees gone weak. And then he kissed her some more.
Just when she knew her legs wouldn’t support her, she felt Matthew move in behind her, blanketing her back with his heat. Matt was acknowledging his approval of her shared kiss with Daniel.
Matt had never really broached the subject of Shannon playing with both men, but it was as obvious as the erection wedged against her ass that he wanted it.
He’d refused to go into detail about his situation with Daniel, but Shannon wasn’t a stupid woman, and there had been no mistaking the body language when she’d caught Matt and Daniel kissing. Whatever was going on went deeper than a mere kiss. What had surprised her was her shocking reaction to their kiss. She’d wanted to slip in between them, to become a part of their passion.
And now, kissing Daniel, her body was going up in flames.
Daniel was devouring her with his lips, hands cupping her ass to squeeze in deep pulses. Matthew pressed against her back, burying his face in her neck and breathing hot, damp kisses into her sensitive skin. His hands slid around her waist, pressing flat against her stomach, and she could tell by the way Daniel’s body surged, they were pressing on him too. The fantasy that had run through her head yesterday was coming true, and it felt even better than she’d imagined it would.
When Matthew tucked one hand between her legs to cup her
weeping sex, she realized he was also stroking Daniel with every movement. Daniel plunged his tongue deeper into her mouth, and Matthew chose that moment to squeeze deeply between her legs while also delivering a sharp nip to the spot where her neck and shoulder joined. Heat shot through her from her neck to the soles of her feet. Gasping, she freed her lips, throwing her head back in a desperate effort to drag air into her lungs.
Daniel released Shannon, her dewy lips swollen from his and Matt’s kisses. She was an irresistible mix of innocence and sex kitten all wrapped up in one hell of a curvy package. Stepping back, he watched Matt’s arms wrap around her from his place behind her. Daniel walked over to the door, locking it.
He turned around and leaned casually against the mahogany wood.
“Matt, unbutton her blouse. I want to see her.” Shannon’s soft gasp provoked an even softer laugh from Daniel. “Isn’t this what you want, angel?” Daniel left the door and strode over to stand in front of her. His forefinger drew a soft line down her nose. She opened her mouth to speak and Daniel laid his finger over her bruised lips.
“No questions, sweetheart. You started this the moment you let your sweet tongue slide into my mouth. This was your choice. Take what I offer or walk out the door.”
When she didn’t move, Daniel slid his finger down her chin, in between the valley of her breasts, flicking the first button open. “Finish it, Matt. I want to see these breasts.”
While Matthew complied, Daniel moved one of the overstuffed chairs, positioning it in front of the couple. He took off his jacket, loosened his tie and sat back, never taking his eyes off Shannon. Matt opened each button, taking her shirt down her shoulders and putting it on the desk. Her lacy white bra left little to the imagination. Daniel nodded and Matt flipped the clasp open, sending the bra fluttering to the floor with a flick of his fingers. Then he cupped the large mounds of her breasts, surrounding them from beneath.