“She looked right at us as she stood on the boat. We were fifteen minutes late.” Nash ran his hand over his face.
“The boat exploded as we ran down the dock toward her. We didn’t make it in time. Someone set a bomb,” Riker said.
Chastity reached for Nash’s hand and for Riker’s.
“I’m so sorry. I can’t believe that you had to go through that. Did you ever find out who did it?”
“No,” Nash said then brought her fingers to his lips and kissed them.
“This is why we want to make sure that you’re not in any danger. Who is this guy, Chastity?” Riker asked her.
She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and began to explain.
“So you don’t know much about him? Not even where he just left for business?” Nash asked.
“No. Every time I asked him questions, he would tell me that he inherited his money and that he did odd jobs now, just to keep busy. I asked him what kind of odd jobs and he would say importing and exporting.”
Nash and Riker looked at one another.
“Any distinguishing tattoos on his body?” Riker asked.
“What?” she replied, caught off guard at the question.
“Sorry. So why did you break things off with him?” Nash asked.
“Well, he was getting controlling. He sometimes drank a lot and would be aggressive. But ultimately…” She took a sip of wine, swallowed hard, feeling embarrassed, or as if she weren’t good enough. Then Riker caressed her thigh, under the table.
She looked at him and then Nash.
“Ultimately?” Nash asked.
“I caught him in bed with another woman.”
“Asshole,” Riker stated.
“Numb nuts,” Nash added, and she laughed, but felt the sting of tears in her eyes.
“Hey, don’t shed a tear for that guy.” Nash reached over and caressed his knuckles against her cheek.
“I’m not. It’s just that my entire life I’ve been surrounded by bad situations. No matter how hard I work at getting away from those situations or achieving things, I wind up feeling inadequate or like a failure.”
“A failure? How could that be? You’re amazing at what you do. That’s a success, proven by those you have assisted in business,” Riker stated.
“Do you mean a failure in regards to connecting to the right people? To opening up your heart to someone trustworthy?” Nash asked. She nodded her head. He got it. He understood.
Nash curled his finger at her, as he leaned closer across the table. She slowly met him, and when their lips touched, she closed her eyes and felt her heart soar. It was a short, sweet kiss, filled with promise. As he leaned back, Riker cleared his throat. She looked at him and smiled.
“Give me some of that,” he whispered and then reached for her. He cupped her head as she leaned closer and they kissed. He gave her hair a little tug, and her pussy reacted immediately. Both of these men were very dominant in nature and obviously resourceful. As she leaned back after Riker’s kiss, she couldn’t help but admire them. Plus, they used to be federal agents. That was pretty damn sexy.
“Your food has arrived.” They looked up toward the waiter and then leaned back in their chairs as the food was delivered. Lobster tails and a small filet sat on each of their plates. It smelled delicious, and soon they were eating, talking about work, their expectations for tomorrow night, and plans for the weekend to spend together.
She smiled, and wondered if this could really work out between the three of them, or would their pasts and hers get in the way?
Chapter 9
Chastity could tell that Nash and Riker, as well as their staff, were nervous. She called them together for a bit of a pep talk, along with Colt.
Standing in the middle of the dance floor, Chastity smiled as thirty employees stood waiting for encouragement.
She clasped her hands in front of her sequined blue dress and smiled toward Riker and Nash. They looked so incredible in their designer dress pants. Nash wore a burgundy button-down dress shirt, and Riker wore a black one. The lights illuminated the club in a gentle glow, and she had yet to tell them that due to her phone calls and contacts they would instantly meet capacity tonight.
“Well, here were are, ladies and gentleman. Opening night for Hidden Treasures, the new hot spot in town. Everyone’s contact systems are working, so you are never alone. Just a click on the button.”
She tapped Lou’s waist and the device clipped on his hip. It was a cross between a phone and a walkie-talkie. It was just like Flynn and Jett’s.
“This is a new classy establishment. As long as everyone fulfills the requirements of their jobs and aids your fellow employees in need, you’ll be just fine. It has been a pleasure working with all of you and getting to know the two wonderful men behind Hidden Treasures.” She glanced at her watch.
“We have four minutes until we open those doors. There is a waiting crowd, so that means instant orders and immediately catering to the customers. Riker, Nash, any words for your staff?” She looked at them.
“We’re a team, and we’re in this together. Let’s be safe, let’s have fun, and let’s make it worth it all,” Nash stated.
“I’m ready,” Riker added.
“Man your stations, ladies and gentleman. Tonight, you all put Hidden Treasures on the map,” Colton said and they all cheered, then hurried to their stations.
Chastity moved toward Nash and fixed his mic and set on his hip. She did the same for Riker, and then they both took one of her wrists.
She paused as she looked up at them.
“You’re amazing, and thank you,” Nash whispered.
She smiled. “Everything is going to be great.” She hugged them both at the same time. They hugged her back, and then the doors opened.
* * * *
Nash and Riker stood in the office upstairs at the end of the evening. Lou was securing the doors and locking up. They had called down to Chastity, who stayed the entire night and even helped out when things got a little screwed up in the kitchen and in the serving booths.
They couldn’t have wished for a more successful night. The compliments were humbling, and Chastity was a total class act. They knew she went above and beyond her call of duty. They watched her smooth over potential situations, and they also saw men flirting with her and passing her their numbers. She handled it with finesse and charm.
Which only made them want her even more. They didn’t want to lose her to some other guy, and tonight they needed to act on their feelings and admiration. Tonight, Chastity would be their woman.
Riker heard the knock on the door and opened it. Chastity stepped inside and looked concerned.
“Is everything okay? Did something go wrong?” she asked.
Nash popped the champagne bottle open, making Chastity jump. She covered her heart with her hand and then smiled as Nash poured three glasses.
Nash handed her one, then Riker a glass, too.
“To rebirths and new beginnings,” Nash said, and they clicked the three glasses together.
“What a night,” she said, and Nash pulled her into his arms as Riker took her glass from her. He kissed her deeply, and she kissed him back. It was an intense moment filled with near desperation. He wanted her so badly he couldn’t wait any longer to have her. He forgot about taking it slow and easing into a conversation, touching, feeling, and foreplay. He wanted inside of her, making love to her and sealing their connection.
Chastity kissed him back, and when he pulled from her lips, they were both breathing heavy.
“Chastity, I want you. We want you,” Nash stated.
“Just kiss me. Don’t talk, don’t let me think about all the things that could go wrong. I want you both, too. This is crazy.”
He pulled her against him and kissed her again. They fought for control of the kiss while Riker unzipped her dress. The sound of the zipper moving down the sequined dress filled the air.
Nash pulled back and the dress fell to the flo
or.
There she stood. Their Chastity, the woman they had grown to adore and appreciate, in only a pair of white lace thong panties and no bra.
“Holy Christ, woman, you’re gorgeous,” Riker said as he reached for her hand, brought it to his lips, and kissed her fingers. Nash watched the intensity in his brother’s eyes as he stared into Chastity’s and then at her breasts.
Nash pulled off his shirt and undid his pants, and Chastity gasped.
“I don’t like underwear,” he teased and then pulled her against him. When their skin touched, he nearly moaned from the physical contact. He wanted to touch her everywhere. The feel of her creamy skin under the palms of his hands was invigorating. Nash loved the feel of her curves, of her hips, her lower thighs and her ass. He stroked a finger along the crack then pressed her hard against his body.
Nash felt wild and out of control. Riker undressed and whispered about how beautiful and sexy their woman was.
“You look so sexy wearing the high heels and only a thong, baby. The things I want to do to you,” Riker whispered against her neck then grasped her hair.
Nash felt his twin’s excitement. He shared the same desire to taste, lick, and suck every inch of this woman before them.
“Tell us you want us both.” Nash spoke against her lips.
“Yes. Oh God, yes, Nash. I want you and Riker. Please. Now.”
Riker smiled at Nash over Chastity’s shoulder.
“Let’s take our woman to bed. I want to spread her out and memorize every inch of this perfect body.” He caressed his hands down her curves, then back up again, cupping her breasts. The sight of them rising and slowly lowering at Riker’s touch aroused Nash.
Nash lifted her up and she immediately straddled his waist. She ran her hands through his hair. He licked a nipple, and she rubbed her breasts against his mouth while pressing her wet cunt against his skin.
She was aroused and ready.
* * * *
Chastity was on fire. She couldn’t believe that they wanted her like this. Although, all night she could think of nothing more than kissing them again and spending time with them. Now, here she was, getting ready to make love to Riker and Nash, and she wanted it. She wanted them. She felt so connected to them.
Nash gently laid her on the bed in the back room. She knew they had bedrooms in the back hallway, past the office. They had multiple rooms, practically a home here.
Both men moved into position on either side of her on the bed.
They leaned on an elbow, and simultaneously placed a hand on her belly.
She looked up and tried to make eye contact with both of them, but their simultaneous touch aroused her, and she closed her eyes.
Together, they explored her body. At once, two palms caressed her breasts. They each cupped a mound in their hand as they kissed each shoulder.
“You’re incredible, Chastity. So modest and conservative. I knew you had big breasts, but these, these are—” Riker whispered then sucked a nipple into his mouth before he completed his sentence. Nash did the same to her other breast, while cupping it.
When they had their fill of arousing her bosom and making her nipples hard as pebbles, they moved their hands in sync, down her ribs, over her belly, and underneath the small thin straps of her thong panties.
The feel of their hard, thick, masculine hands applying pressure to her sensitive flesh stimulated her senses. She slowly pushed upward, wanting to feel more of their touch.
“Your skin is soft and silky,” Nash whispered, and she opened her eyes in time to both see and feel them slowly remove her panties.
She lifted her rear, helping them, and then Riker lifted her panties to his nostrils and inhaled. He closed his eyes, and she watched him, both feeling excited that he wanted to do such a thing and intimidated by his obvious experience with seduction.
She shyly turned her head.
“I think Chastity is embarrassed by your show of desire for her,” Nash said and then trailed his fingers along her inner thighs without touching her pussy.
“Oh, please, Nash.”
“Are you embarrassed because I like the smell of your pussy on your panties?” Riker asked then leaned down and licked her lower lip.
“Oh God. I am so inexperienced.”
“Good,” they both stated in sync and rather deeply.
Riker moved his hand down her thigh now, too, after releasing her panties behind him.
She felt their fingers glide up and down her inner thighs. It was torture and she was ticklish. “Please, touch me. I can’t take it.”
“You mean like this.” Nash stroked a finger up and down her moist slit.
“Yes,” she replied.
“Or like this?” Riker trailed his finger up and down her slit. They continued to take turns, and it was turning her into a wild woman.
“Stop teasing me. Please stop teasing me.” She moved her head side to side.
Stroke, thrust, stroke, thrust.
They continued to stroke her slit, and then thrust fingers into her cunt. When one of them pulled out, the other pushed in. Soon she was panting, lifting her torso up and down on the bed. She couldn’t take it. She felt her belly tighten and her core ache with need.
Then both men pulled a nipple into their mouths and she exploded in her first orgasm of the night.
“Fucking beautiful,” Riker whispered then kissed her mouth. Once again, he stroked her pussy.
“This is torture,” she told him.
“Of the best kind,” Riker added.
“We want to take our time, Chastity. We want you to remember our first time together, forever,” Nash said then pressed his fingers into her pussy. He thrust them in and out while Riker took her hand and placed it on his cock.
She jumped from the feel of hard, male flesh against her palm. Riker was big and so was Nash.
Something came over her.
“I want to taste you,” she told Riker. He smiled and then moved up closer to her mouth. He adjusted her head with a pillow, and she opened her mouth for him.
Slowly, he eased his cock between her lips, and Chastity got her first taste of Riker.
As she got used to a steady pace of sucking him down, Nash pressed a finger to her puckered hole, and she released Riker’s cock.
“Whoa! What happened?” Riker asked.
She grabbed a hold of Nash’s wrist. “Nash, please. I’m scared of that.”
He leaned over her and stared down into her eyes as he stroked her pussy with his fingers.
“You don’t like anal sex?” he asked.
“Oh, so that’s what nearly shot her off the bed,” Riker teased then leaned back down and began to caress her breast again.
“I never did that before.”
Nash smiled, and then brushed his lips gently over hers once, twice, three times, before he plunged his tongue deeply.
He kissed her as he maneuvered between her thighs, spreading them wider.
When he released her lips, she felt the tip of his cock against her inner thigh.
“Are you on birth control?” She nodded her head. “Good. Because I don’t ever want anything between us.”
He pulled back. He aligned his cock with her pussy, and then he leaned one hand down over her shoulder, where he cupped her cheek and neck, causing her to remain focused on him.
“Nice and easy, Chastity. You’re made for us,” he said and then slowly penetrated her.
Chastity moaned. She felt so tight, and Nash felt too thick, too hard to enter her.
“Oh God, Nash, you’re so big.”
“And you’re so fucking tight, baby. Hold on to me.” He leaned down and kissed her lips. She grabbed onto his shoulders and he thrust the rest of the way into her.
She felt his cock to her womb and gasped for a breath. He pulled out then thrust back into her again. When he cupped her face between his hands and stared down into her eyes, she was lost in Nash.
He used his powerful hips to stroke her pussy, ove
r and over again.
“Gorgeous,” Riker added, and she moaned again, and again. She felt her body tighten and knew she was going to lose it.
“Nash, I’m coming.”
“Me, too, baby. Just a few seconds more.” He thrust in and out of her, hard and fast. His hips ground against her hips, their bodies clung together in perspiration and he came, just as she did. They both moaned, then hugged one another close.
Nash kissed her lips, her cheeks and neck, then back to her lips again.
“You’re perfect, Chastity. Perfect. I promise to hold out longer the next time. You just feel so fucking good, baby.”
She smiled against his mouth and hugged him back. Making love to Nash had been amazing, and she looked forward to doing it again.
* * * *
Riker watched Nash move from the bed to go get washed up in the bathroom. Riker couldn’t wait as he lay over Chastity’s body and cupped her face between his hands.
He stared into her eyes, and a wave of emotion like nothing before hit him. “I adore you.”
She smiled softly, and he felt her fingers trail up and down his back. He maneuvered between her thighs, and she wrapped her legs around his waist. Her pussy was wet and ready for him, but he wanted her to know how deeply he felt for her.
“Seriously, Chastity, I’ve never felt like this before. I’ve never told a woman that I adored her.”
She leaned up and kissed his upper lip. “I’m glad, and no one has ever told me that they adore me,” she added. He smiled, but then thoughts of someone else loving her and touching her brought on waves of fear and desperation. He gripped her hair and head gently between the palms of his hands then kissed her hard on the mouth.
In a flash, it became a game of who could kiss more deeply, and give as good as they were getting.
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