“You stop it!” I said. “You’re so cocky.”
I stepped away from him. Truth be told, though, I may have backed into him a little more than necessary. Feeling him so close to me—it just made me want to feel him closer. Maybe without so much fabric in between us. And I swear, right before he said “my God,” I think I felt the beginnings of a bulge beneath his pants.
Call me cliché, but Jax had an edge that Zack didn’t. And I was kind of liking it. I knew nothing could ever happen between us. But it was fun to fantasize.
Something, however, ripped me from my fantasy. And that something was the old, nasty paw of Merrick Holtz, slapping my ass.
“They like ‘em chubby, eh?” he said, laughing. “More cushion for the pushin’, Mr. Daniels. I gotta say, I didn’t have you pegged as a chubby chaser.” He kissed his hand. “Though she does feel supple.”
Anger and embarrassment flared up in me. A choking feeling came over my throat. There were so many things I wanted to say, but I physically couldn’t—my reaction was that strong.
“Whoa, Merrick, take it—” Zack had started to say.
But Jax was already two steps ahead of him. He grabbed the old man by the front of his shirt collar and held him close. “Listen, Holtz,” he growled. “You might think you can just say any fucking pathetic disgusting thing you want, but it’s just not true. Apologize to Virginia this fucking instant.”
But Holtz’s eyes just narrowed. “You can’t talk to me like that.”
“I just did. And believe me, it’s a lot less than I want to say.”
“Jax—” Zack began.
“No! I thought you said you have real feelings for this girl! You can’t just let this old motherfucker treat her like that.”
“Watch your tongue, boy.” Holtz was practically hissing.
My heart was in my throat.
“Apologize, now,” Jax said.
Holtz turned to Zack. “Don’t let your partner’s hot head fuck this up for your company, Zack.”
But Zack’s face hardened. Then he shrugged. “You heard him, Merrick. Apologize.”
“Or what?”
Jax grunted. “Or I’ll leave you bleeding from your face on this green.”
Merrick smiled sardonically and then turned to me. “Miss…Virginia. Please allow me to apologize for noticing your milk-white fat tits and your hefty, luscious ass earl—”
He was on the ground before he could finish his sentence.
Jax stood hulking above him. “Let’s get the fuck out of here,” he said.
We all walked slowly to the golf cart. I got in the passenger side, Jax drove, and Zack hopped on the back. As we turned back toward the country club, I think I saw Merrick Holtz’s figure stir.
Soon I heard raucous, almost maniacal laughter. It was Zack. He leaned in between us.
“That,” he said, “is why I love you, Jax Daniels.” He was laughing so hard. “You have no idea how badly I’ve always wanted to do it. But you might be the only person in the entire world who actually would.”
But Jax’s face, normally so full of mirth, was stone cold. “I hope you didn’t listen to him, Virginia. I mean, what a fucking shithead. Just…don’t let it get to you. You’re so beautiful. You don’t deserve that.”
It was still difficult for me to speak. “I…don’t. I mean, it’s tough. But I’ve heard worse. Maybe.”
Jax looked into my eyes. “Well at least you can hold your temper. I obviously can’t.”
“No,” I said. “It was courage, not weakness. No one has ever done that for me. I should be saying thank you over and over again.”
Jax parked the golf cart.
“Whoa,” said Zack. “I’m sensing some chemistry here.”
Was he jealous?
Jax looked back at Zack. “Maybe,” he said, smiling. “You know, when Zack told me he was interested in you this morning, I didn’t believe him. I honestly thought he just wanted you for your looks. But I think I get it now.”
I was overwhelmed. To be so degraded, then so complimented—it was the type of roller-coaster ride that was almost too much to handle.
“You two should kiss,” Zack said, smiling.
My first thought was: yes, please can we? But he must have been joking. After what happened at lunch, he couldn’t be serious.
“You mean it, man?” Jax said. To my utter shock, Zack nodded.
Then he looked at me. “I’ve been wanting to kiss you since we set foot on this course,” he said. “Could I?”
My heart was beating and my body felt like it was throbbing with excitement. I didn’t speak. I could only nod.
Jax leaned toward me and our mouths met.
Chapter 10: Zack
I was so, so close to them as they kissed. About halfway through, it occurred to me that even though I’d buried my hand between Virginia’s legs, I hadn’t kissed her yet.
This made me both insanely jealous and insanely horny.
I felt my cock rise against my pants as I watched their lips dance. Their eyes were closed and their tongues worked almost in unison. Even I’d been impressed with Jax when he took Merrick down. I knew this wasn’t a typical day in Virginia’s life—it wasn’t a typical day in mine either. But I was impressed with how much she was willing to try new things.
Maybe the idea I’d had earlier—Jax and I, sharing her—wasn’t such a bad idea. He liked her. He barely ever liked anyone. Could it really work—not just us sharing a woman physically once, but dating her at the same time?
Watching them kiss, and wanting to hold her, touch her, explore her, it was pretty easy to convince me anything was possible.
They finished kissing with a smile on their faces. “I have a feeling we should get changed back out of these and maybe get ready to go,” I said. They nodded.
Once in the locker room, I dared to speak up. “I have to say, that kiss was pretty hot. Was it as good as it looked?”
Jax and Virginia looked at each other sheepishly. “There’s no way it could look any better than it felt,” said Jax. “You’re incredible, Virginia.”
“Between what’s happened with the two of you,” Virginia said, “I’m not sure I’m ever going to believe this day ever really happened when I look back.”
“I hope you do,” I said. “Because I hope we’ll be in your life in some way or another.”
Virginia looked stricken—I couldn’t tell if the thought of actually getting to know us pleased her or not. But before she could speak, Jax cut in.
Jax looked from me to Virginia and back again. “Wait a second,” he said, smiling. “What did you two actually do?”
Now it was our turn to look sheepish. “Let’s just say that you may have gotten me hot, but Zack delivered,” Virginia said. I felt an insane pride swelling in my chest.
Jax crossed his arms. “I don’t know if I like that characterization,” he said. “I don’t know if I can let it end here.”
He leaned forward to kiss Virginia again.
“Wait a second,” Virginia said. “We can’t just pretend like we’re going to kiss and that’s going to be that.”
“I don’t think we want that either,” Jax said. He leaned in and kissed her. She kissed back but stopped after a second.
“This is too much,” she said. But she was smiling.
There were so many things I wanted to say. But it wasn’t a time for words. I took her hand in mine, leaned down, and kissed her. Then I kissed her neck. And then I grabbed the bottom edge of her shirt and started to pull it upwards. She kept her arms down for a second, but then her shoulders relaxed.
She lifted her arms up over her head to let the shirt slide off.
Chapter 11: Virginia
I knew once Zack told Jax to kiss me that any dreams of a relationship with Zack Holmes was out of the question. So why can’t a girl have some fun?
It’s not like I’d ever done anything like it before, but once Zack lifted my shirt off me in the locker room, being with them t
urned into the easiest thing in the world. It was like they had a preternatural instinct for pleasing a woman together.
As Jax and I made out, Zack’s tongue and mouth explored my body. I didn’t even realize my bra was off until I felt his mouth over my nipples, teasing them with his tongue, circling, flicking. I let out a soft moan in Jax’s mouth.
Where Zack’s hands were strong, firm, and sure, Jax’s were energetic and searching. He was less afraid to hurt me, and I liked it.
Zack reached his hand up my skirt and took my ass in his palm, squeezing and massaging my buttocks while Jax pinched my nipples teasingly. I could feel him pressing against me, his hard cock rubbing against my leg through his pants and my skirt. I had a sudden urge to see it, taste it, take it in my mouth.
“Let me suck your cock,” I told him.
“Mmm,” I head Zack say. “I want that to happen so bad.”
Jax stood up on the bench we were sitting on and dropped his pants. He squatted slightly so his cock was right at the level of my mouth. His cock looked angry, almost; its head was a scarlet red. A single shining drop of precum glistened on the tip.
Before I could wrap my mouth around his prick, though, I felt Zack’s hands tugging my skirt down.
And off.
His searching, hungry mouth buried itself between my legs with urgency. The moment his lips met my own swollen heat, I let out a cry that only stopped when my mouth enclosed around the rock-hard shaft of his partner and best friend.
Jax let out a shudder and tilted his head back as I moaned onto his cock.
“Fuck, that feels so good when you moan,” he said.
I pumped him with my mouth, playing off the small thrusts of his hips by sinking my mouth all the way to the base of his cock. I could feel his head push into my throat, expanding the canal, and I gurgled to vibrate the head of his cock further.
Meanwhile, I could feel Zack’s tongue circling my clit, the small nub receiving shock after shock of warm stimulation. His head moved wildly in between my legs, eating me with ferocity. His tongue felt so good…
I cried out onto Jax’s cock, opening my mouth, as my second orgasm of the day rocked my body. I was grateful for Zack’s hands on my backside; they kept me steady as my body twisted insanely on the bench.
A normal guy would have just taken his cock out of my mouth and watched me writhe. But Jax pressed deeper into me, like a cowboy holding on for a ride on the bucking bronco. He grunted every time I let out another noise.
“All right, now,” said Zack, standing up. He dropped his pants. “I want you from behind.”
His cock looked massive—so big it would hurt. But I needed to feel someone—something—inside me. My pussy craved a filling. And his prick would certainly provide that. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw him tear open a condom wrapper and roll the translucent sheath onto his cock.
I knelt on the bench, looking up at Jax. “Lie on your back,” I instructed. He gladly did as he was told.
Moments later, I felt Zack behind me. His feet were on either side of the bench. His prick pressed against my slippery heat and pushed into my opening. I squeaked—his cock did hurt. But the subsequent rush of blood to my nether regions was more than worth the pain.
He started thrusting in and out of me, his balls slapping against me as he gained speed. I tried to match him on his partner’s cock, pushing my lips down to the base of his shaft each time Zack thrust forward. I couldn’t help but moan when I felt him fill me up.
“Unhhh…” Zack groaned. “You’re so fucking tight…”
My pussy was on fire, and he was fanning the flames with each thrust. He probed me so deep, so hard. It felt like he was excavating the very insides of me, reaching a place no one had ever reached before. I knew that when I came it would rip through me and turn me into mush, so I tried to hold off as long as I could.
After all, I had work to do. Speaking of useless piles of mush, Jax had basically become one after he laid down on the bench. His eyes were closed and he emitted a constant groan.
“I’m gonna fuckin’…I’m gonna…”
His cock went from wood-hard to diamond hard. His balls tightened. Next thing I knew, he shot a thick rope of semen into the back of my throat.
His thick warm goo, sweet and salty, coated the inside of my mouth. It wouldn’t stop until it filled me; I tried to swallow as much as I could, but some inevitably escaped and dribbled down my chin, dropping on the his flexing balls and the bench below.
I sucked him dry. Even with a cock pounding inside of me, I was meticulous; not one drop of cum was left on his skin by the time I was done. I’d licked everything up.
And just in time, too. I couldn’t hold back much longer. Zack drove into me, pummeling me from behind. My face rubbed against the bench as he groaned and thrust, groaned and thrust.
“Yes, yes, I’m gonna come...” I shouted.
“Me too, yeah, God…” I heard Zack say.
“YES!” I came so hard it felt like a time warp. I shouted as my pussy flexed on his cock. Somewhere in what felt like another dimension, I heard Zack climax too. But my world was upside down, colors weren’t making sense, and I don’t think I could form coherent words or phrases. I was entering a pleasure cruise of my subconscious.
When I came out of it, I was in a heap on the floor. Zack and Jax were standing over me, still naked. Their jaws were hanging.
“That may have been the hottest thing I’ve ever seen or heard of,” said Jax. Zack just stared, smiling, still lost in his own post-orgasmic haze.
I smiled up at them.
“We’re going to take a shower,” said Jax. “Care to join us?”
The shower was fun for a little while, but I cleaned up quickly. A small sense of regret was creeping into my system. I’d had my fun, and it had been really, really fun. But even though the two of them were being so nice to me, I could sense it was time to go.
I didn’t want to force them to go through the motions of telling me they wanted me to stay and all that stuff, either. They were clearly in a good, carefree mood. So after a minute or two in the shower, I excused myself and returned to the locker room.
Hurriedly, I put my work clothes on and rushed out of the locker room to the country club exit.
“Hello, ma’am,” said a man. He was the driver of the Rolls Royce. “Shall you be heading back to the city without Mr. Holmes?”
I nodded before I could think better of it. “Very well,” he said. “Where to?”
I gave him my address. The rest of the car ride passed in silence. I had only my thoughts for comfort. I was sore and exhausted. I leaned my head against the warm window; the sun felt incredible on my cheek. Flashes of images from the locker room, accompanied by stirrings of my body, visited me as we drove back into San Francisco. We managed to miss most of the traffic on our way up.
My phone started buzzing as soon as I got out of the car. It was my boss.
Oh shit, I thought. He must be wondering where I am. And then a worse thought crept into my head: did Jax or Zack say anything about me?
“Virginia,” he said. “I don’t know what you did, but good work! I just received a call from Jax Daniels.”
“What did he say?” I asked.
“FirePeak wants to partner with us. They suggested an eight percent stake—bigger than I even hoped we would get. On one condition.”
I gulped. “Yes? What’s the condition?”
“They want Virginia Wright to be the lead account manager.”
My eyes went wide. So much for never seeing them again.
Copyright 2015 Trixie Wood. All rights reserved.
Cover photo by konradbak.
Table of Contents
Chapter 1: Virginia
Chapter 2: Zack
Chapter 3: Virginia
Chapter 4: Zack
Chapter 5: Virginia
Chapter 6: Zack
Chapter 7: Virginia
Chapter 8: Zack
Chapter 9: V
irginia
Chapter 10: Zack
Chapter 11: Virginia
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