Their Rebellious Submissive (Office Intrigue Book 3)

by Nicole Edwards

  They both could.

  He unceremoniously dumped me onto the bed, his eyes never leaving me. “I want you to show me what you’d be doing right now if I hadn’t come in.”

  I smiled back at him and added a hint of sass to my tone when I said, “If that’s what you want.” I turned my attention to Mr. Snowden and retook my position on his lap.

  I crushed my mouth to his, and this time, he kissed me fiercely. For a second, it was as though we were the only two people in the room. My body had a mind of its own, and I found myself grinding against the hard ridge of his erection as it pressed between my thighs.

  When we broke for air, I smiled at him. “He wants to see what I’d be doing right now if he wasn’t here.”

  Mr. Snowden didn’t say anything.

  “Lie back so I can show him.”

  Those golden eyes glittered and I knew right then that this was going to be a night none of us would ever forget.

  Twenty-Two

  JUSTIN

  HONESTLY, I HADN’T COMPLETELY FIGURED out how this would work. Finding Addison and Ben in bed together had been quite impressive, but feigning the anger necessary to play my part wasn’t as easy when I wanted nothing more than to get this show on the road.

  However, I had an unlimited supply of self-control and this was the best part. Getting the opportunity to dominate both of them at the same time while watching their interactions… I’d been waiting for this.

  Pretending to be angry was not that easy for me, but I was nothing if not capable of playing my part.

  “Show me,” I barked, watching as Addison straddled Ben. “Show me what you want to do to him.”

  That seemed to be effective, because Ben finally reclined and Addison worked his boxer briefs down his legs, tossing them haphazardly to the floor. Once he was naked, her eyes trailed over his rock-hard body, practically devouring him.

  When she wrapped her tiny fist around his enormous cock, my own dick surged to life.

  “Show me,” I repeated, eager to see her take him in her mouth.

  The little rebel leaned forward and pressed her lips to the thick, swollen head before licking him like an ice cream cone from tip to root and then back.

  Ben hissed, his eyes locked on what she was doing to him.

  “She’s a good little cocksucker,” I told him, still in character.

  When Addison wrapped her lips around the head of his cock, Ben’s hand instantly went to her hair. I could tell he was trying to refrain from forcing her, but I knew he had been waiting for this moment. For the opportunity to take control, to use her mouth for his own pleasure.

  “Ah, precious girl,” he moaned roughly. “Take my cock. Show him the reason you brought me here tonight.”

  Addison didn’t hold back, easing down on him as far as she could. His dick filled her mouth and I found myself unbuttoning my slacks and fisting my own cock. I wanted to feel those lips on me, but I wasn’t about to rush this.

  “More,” Ben urged. “Take more of me.”

  I watched as she tried, gagging in the process. That didn’t seem to stop her, though. Addison wiped her mouth, then attempted another pass, this time taking half of him.

  “One of these days, you’ll take all of me,” Ben growled roughly.

  I doubted that was true. There had been very few women who could deep throat him, but then again, Addison seemed more motivated than most. I could tell, even from where I stood, that she wanted to please him.

  With my cock in hand, I moved around to the side of the bed they were on. When Addison pulled back, I leaned down.

  “Let me show you how it’s done.”

  Meeting Ben’s eyes, I engulfed his cock in my mouth, taking him all the way to my throat.

  “Fuck,” Ben hissed. His reaction was staged, clearly. Acting as though he’d never had a man’s mouth on his dick was not his norm.

  I stopped, lifting my head and looking at him. “You like that? You like when a man deep throats you?”

  His eyes glittered with heat.

  “Do it again,” he said. It wasn’t quite a command, but pretty damn close.

  “Hold his shaft,” I ordered Addison.

  She wrapped her hand around the base of Ben’s cock as I eased my mouth down until my lips brushed her fingers. This time I didn’t stop, bobbing up and down on his cock.

  “Oh, fuck, yes,” Ben hissed. “Suck me hard.”

  I gave him what he wanted, losing myself in the pleasure I was bringing him.

  When I stopped, I put my hand on the back of Addison’s head. “Now your turn. Take as much of him as you can.”

  She leaned forward and opened her mouth. While Ben guided his cock past her lips, I gently pushed her head down, holding her there for several seconds. After lifting her up, I then guided her mouth toward my cock, pushing in deep. I was nowhere in the vicinity of Ben’s size, but I wasn’t a small man. Still, she took me in as far as she could, swallowing when my cock brushed the back of her throat.

  I hissed, the pleasure making my legs weak.

  Not ready to give in to my own pleasure, I pulled her off me, then motioned for Ben to take me in his mouth. He hesitantly sat up, then stood. “I don’t know what you’re into, but—”

  I put my hand on his shoulder and forced him to his knees. “Shut up and suck my dick.”

  Keeping a firm hand on his head, I pushed my cock into his mouth, going in as deep as I could.

  “That’s it,” I groaned as the rasp of his tongue made my head spin.

  Clearly not wanting to be left out, Addison positioned herself on the floor beside Ben and they took turns blowing my mind.

  “No hands,” I snapped when Ben reached for my shaft. “Use only your mouth. As deep as you can.”

  I was overwhelmed with sensation as he let me fuck his face. Taking full advantage, I grabbed his head with both hands and began tunneling in and out, driving in deeper with every stroke. Ensuring Addison received her fair share, I did the same to her, alternating between them. I allowed this to continue for several minutes before I stopped them both and ordered Ben back onto the bed.

  “Strip, girl,” I commanded. “Show those pretty tits to your guest.”

  Without hesitation, Addison removed her panties and bra, then cupped her small, perky breasts in her hands. She inched closer to Ben, who was sitting on the edge of the bed.

  “Suck her nipples. Be sure to bite down.” I met Addison’s eyes. “I know how much you enjoy the pain.”

  “I do,” she confirmed, then moaned when Ben sucked her fully into his mouth.

  “Don’t forget the other one and don’t stop until I tell you.”

  While Ben laved her with his mouth, I took my time removing the rest of my clothes. The foreplay was nice, but I figured it was time to give my cheating girlfriend something she truly deserved.

  *

  BEN

  AS MUCH AS I WANTED to go on like this all night, I was reaching my breaking point. My cock was rock hard and it was desperate to get inside Addison. Sucking her little nipples while she moaned and writhed, riding my thigh, wasn’t an easy feat. She was pushing limits I hadn’t expected she could push, certainly not without any effort on her part.

  Thankfully, Mr. Parker didn’t take long before he returned.

  “Lay her back and hold her arms down,” he insisted.

  Mindful of the scenario we were acting out, I hesitated.

  “Fucking hold her down while I eat her pussy,” Mr. Parker demanded.

  Addison seemed ready, because she practically fell back and offered up her arms to me. I couldn’t help but smile. The little minx was something else.

  Taking her wrists in my hands, I pinned her to the mattress while Mr. Parker settled between her thighs. When his mouth fused to her pussy, Addison cried out, bucking her hips to get closer.

  Fucking hell.

  “You like his mouth?” I asked her.

  “Yes. Oh, fuck, yes.”

  Mr. Parker didn’t l
et up, teasing her with his tongue while he watched the way she wiggled from the onslaught.

  “More,” she pleaded. “Give me more. I need… I want… Oh, fuck! Please make me come!”

  Mr. Parker released her. “Oh, you don’t get to come until I say so. That’s your punishment for bringing a stranger into your bed.”

  “Release her and lie down,” he commanded me.

  I didn’t hesitate this time.

  “Head on this side,” he added, pointing to the edge of the mattress. “I’m going to fuck that mouth again.”

  Turning, I got into the position he wanted, my head hanging off the side. He didn’t waste time, filling my mouth. His cock was warm and smooth against my tongue. I could feel the slight tremor in his legs. It seemed my Dom was trying to maintain as much control as I was, but it wasn’t easy for him, either.

  “Sit on his cock,” Mr. Parker instructed Addison. “But take him slow. I want to watch as that giant dick disappears inside you.”

  Fucking shit.

  In this position, I couldn’t see a damn thing. My head was practically upside down, so there was no chance of me watching Addison, no way to prepare for her taking me inside that sweet, wet cunt. I wasn’t sure I could handle what they had in store for me.

  “Focus!” Mr. Parker pinched my nipple. “Suck my dick.”

  I did, allowing him to pump his hips forward. He wasn’t rough this time, merely using my mouth for his pleasure. His hand curled over my neck and he brushed my chin with his thumb. I wasn’t even sure he realized he was doing it.

  Addison’s cool hands landed on my chest, then her smooth thighs embraced my hips. I tried to remember to breathe.

  Her slick pussy glided over my shaft and I inhaled sharply.

  “Don’t make me tell you again,” Mr. Parker stated, pinching both my nipples at the same time.

  I groaned.

  “Be careful, little girl,” Mr. Parker stated. “His cock might just split you in two.”

  And then Mr. Parker was back to fucking my mouth. I focused on him as best I could while Addison’s sweet pussy sheathed my dick, inch by excruciating inch. It was a pleasure unlike anything I’d ever known before.

  “How does he feel?”

  “So good,” Addison moaned. “He’s so big.”

  “Relax, little rebel,” Mr. Parker said softly. “I want you to take all of him.”

  She gently slid up and down on my cock, taking a little more of me on every downstroke. It was heaven and hell at the same time. I wanted to see her, wanted to watch her face as she took me for the first time.

  Mr. Parker must’ve realized what I needed, because he pulled back, then moved so that I could lift my head. With Addison straddling me, I inched back so that I was more comfortable, then fixed my eyes on the spot where my cock disappeared inside her.

  “Ah, Jesus,” I groaned, reaching my hands up.

  Addison linked her fingers with mine, then used my arms as leverage, lifting and lowering until she had finally taken every inch of me.

  She was so damn tight, her pussy strangling my cock. But she was wet and warm. The smooth friction had my head spinning, my heart pounding.

  “Mr. Snowden…” Yeah, it was safe to say we’d all broken character. “I…need more.” Her eyes widened as she met my gaze and I saw something amazing in those baby blues. There was need, but there was something else, an emotion I was scared to name.

  When Mr. Parker moved behind her, the bed shifting beneath his knees, I wondered what his intentions were. There was no way the woman could take us both at the same time. Not yet. We would break her.

  Then I realized he wasn’t doing anything except running his hands over her as he peered down at me over her shoulder.

  “Fuck him, little rebel,” he whispered. “Take what you need. Grind that pussy on his cock.”

  Addison whimpered as she rocked on my dick, her muscles tightening as she did. Her mouth fell open in a pretty O as her eyes rolled back into her head.

  “It feels too good,” she whispered.

  Mr. Parker’s hands slid down to her hips and he began guiding her up and down, lifting and lowering her on my cock. Up to that point, I had been holding on. It was becoming more difficult with every brush of her slick walls along my shaft.

  I squeezed her fingers in mine, wanting her to open her eyes and look at me while she fucked me.

  “Mr. Parker…Mr. Snowden…” She whimpered again. “I need more. Please…give me more.”

  “What do you need, pet?” he asked her.

  “I need to feel him moving inside me.”

  Mr. Parker’s eyes met mine and he nodded. A second later, I had Addison on her back beneath me. I pumped my hips, driving into her, still mindful of how fucking small she was, how tight she was.

  Mr. Parker disappeared for a minute, but then he was back, positioning himself behind me.

  “Lean forward,” he urged, kissing my shoulder.

  I rested most of my weight on my arms, mindful to keep from crushing Addison beneath me. She reached up and wrapped her arms around my neck, fusing our lips together. I kissed her with everything that I was, moaning into her mouth as Mr. Parker’s cock breached my ass.

  I stilled, the sensation of being filled nearly overpowering the glorious sheath of Addison’s pussy on my dick. Then Addison’s muscles clenched around me and my cock jerked. I was overwhelmed by sensation so fucking powerful I thought my head would blow off my body. My cock buried inside Addison’s sweet body, Mr. Parker buried inside mine.

  It was too much.

  Or so I thought.

  Then he started to move and my world started spinning, the pleasure so intense I was on the verge of losing it.

  “You may come, pets,” Mr. Parker informed us. “I want you both to come.”

  Several minutes passed while Mr. Parker drove into me, his momentum driving my hips forward, pushing me deeper and deeper into the tiny woman who was kissing me with so much passion, so much intensity, I wasn’t sure how I wasn’t in subspace.

  When she pulled her lips from mine, it was to cry out in ecstasy, her pussy milking my cock as her orgasm took her. She was so damn tight my breath caught.

  “Fuck, yes,” Mr. Parker growled. “Come for me, Ben. Come inside our sweet girl.”

  He slammed into me several more times.

  “Right fucking now,” he barked.

  I did. I came harder than I’d ever come in my life, filling Addison while Mr. Parker’s cock jerked inside me as he followed me right over.

  Thirty-Three

  ADDISON

  THE FOLLOWING MORNING, I WOKE up in Mr. Parker’s bed.

  After our scene last night, he insisted we all three go back to his apartment. Once there, Ben had cooked the most amazing gumbo I’d ever tasted in my life. After we ate, the three of us curled up on the sofa and watched some Nicholas Sparks movie. I knew they hadn’t been at all interested, but I certainly hadn’t minded. Well, except for the crying part. I had no idea a movie could make me cry like a baby.

  When that was over, we crawled into Mr. Parker’s bed, me snuggled between the two of them before we drifted off.

  Now, as the sun brightened the bedroom, I looked around to see that I was alone. I sniffed the air, remembering how they’d made breakfast that first night I was here. I didn’t smell anything, but then I heard it.

  The shower was running.

  After sneaking into the second bathroom to relieve myself and try to make some semblance of my messy appearance, I went back to Mr. Parker’s bedroom. I hesitated only briefly before I stepped inside.

  My eyes instantly locked on the two men embracing beneath the water, steam billowing around them.

  God, they were hot together.

  “Good morning, little rebel,” Mr. Parker greeted when his eyes slid over to mine.

  “Good morning,” I answered with a smile.

  “Would you care to join us?”

  Well, how in the world could I say no to t
hat? In less than a second, I had pulled Mr. Parker’s T-shirt off and tossed it onto the counter. Mr. Snowden held the shower door open when I approached, and a few seconds later, the hot water was cascading over my entire body.

  “Are you sore?” Mr. Parker asked as he pulled me into him, his mouth lowering closer to mine.

  “No.” Which, honestly, was surprising.

  Last night, when I’d sunk down on Mr. Snowden’s cock, I had thought for sure he wasn’t going to fit. Sure, it had taken some time for my body to adjust and it had. As though I was made for him and him for me.

  Mr. Parker kissed me softly, a sweet exploration as his tongue slipped against mine. Unable to help myself, I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him back.

  Mr. Snowden’s warm body pressed up against my back and I moaned, loving the feeling of being crushed between the two of them.

  “How long have you been awake?” I asked when Mr. Parker released my lips.

  “Not long.” He grinned down at me. “It became a little difficult to sleep with so much snoring going on.”

  I chuckled and smacked his chest. “I don’t snore.”

  “Oh, you snore,” Mr. Snowden confirmed, turning me so that I was facing him.

  And then his lips were on mine while Mr. Parker’s cock pressed against my lower back.

  The kiss didn’t last nearly long enough before both men took a step back.

  “I think we should wash her up,” Mr. Parker said. “Then take her into the bedroom, tie her down, and have our wicked way with her.”

  My heart thumped painfully hard against my chest as excitement shot through my nervous system.

  “Do you like that idea, little rebel?” he asked, reaching up and pinching both of my nipples at the same time.

  “Yes,” I squeaked as pain mixed with the excitement and my body prepared itself for what they were offering.

  Ten minutes later, after the most seductive shower I’d ever experienced, they did exactly as they promised. At Mr. Parker’s instruction, Mr. Snowden restrained me to the bed, using straps he produced from under the mattress. Obviously this wasn’t something new for them.

  Rather than let me be flat on my back, Mr. Snowden propped several pillows beneath my back and head, propping me up, then spreading my legs wide and securing them to the restraints at the bottom of the bed.