by Violet Paige
“Then we shouldn’t have joined a fraternity in college.”
“Get some coffee, asshole. Where’s Lily?”
Jack walked to the counter to pour a cup. “Still sleeping. I think we wore her out. The last time might have been too much. You think?”
“She’s stronger than you give her credit for.”
Jack jumped to the counter. “She’s a fucking rock star.”
Sawyer sprinkled bacon in the center of the omelet and let it cook. “She’s everything we’ve been looking for.”
“I don’t know how I didn’t fuck her last night.”
“I appreciate that.” Sawyer looked over his shoulder.
“I know how much you want her virgin ass. I didn’t think it was right to take her pussy first.”
“Much obliged.” He stirred the omelet into a flip. It looked perfect golden brown.
“What’s your plan here?” Jack asked.
“What do you mean? I’m cooking breakfast for the three of us.”
“I see that. I’m not talking about the damn breakfast. I’m talking about her. About the debt with Gino.”
“I’m not going to renegotiate the terms. She works for us for a year. That was the agreement.”
Jack took a sip of coffee. “You don’t think that’s going to be complicated?”
“I don’t see the problem.”
“The problem is the girl we’re fucking is now an employee. We’ve steered clear from that for a long time. Let her out of the deal.”
“Think about it this way.” Sawyer placed the first omelet on a pan and placed it in the warming oven while he made the second. “If she’s at the office we have more time with her. We have the lounges between our offices. She’ll understand our world. She’ll be involved in Kincaid-Rivers. She will know us better than any woman before.”
Jack clutched the coffee mug. “When you say it that way it sounds like a perfect plan, but that dick in HR has been on our asses for years for hiring pretty girls.”
Sawyer waved the spatula in the air. “I don’t give a shit about him. I want Lily at the office. She’s smart. She’s done more for us in the past three weeks than Jill did in six months. Her brain is out of this world. She is the total package, bro. Listen to me on this one.”
He lifted the mug. “I don’t disagree. I’m only worried about her. She shouldn’t feel like a commodity, and this deal makes her that.”
“I’ll talk to her,” Sawyer offered. “Will that make you feel better?”
“Yeah. You can gladly have that conversation. That’s your job anyway.”
“Job?” Sawyer raised his eyebrows.
“You know. You’re the serious one. I’m the light-hearted fun one.”
“Bastard, I can be fun.”
Jack laughed. “I’m fucking with you.”
“Why don’t you get down here and cut up some fruit? Lily will be up soon.”
“Fine.” He hopped from the counter.
“What should we do when she wakes up?”
“I thought about taking her to the vineyard early before the wedding. If you’re up for it.”
Jack nodded. “I think it’s a great spot for us to spend the weekend. I’ll pack after breakfast.”
“Are the tuxes are there?”
“Oh yeah. All we have to do is show up at the church and get dressed. Maybe have a few drinks with the guys.”
“Maybe we should take Lily to the wedding.”
“All right. I’ll have Penny send over a dress,” Jack offered.
“And call the chef and tell him to stock the kitchen.”
“Got it.”
They worked in the kitchen, preparing breakfast for Lily. A woman they both wanted to make happy.
Twenty
Lily
Lily stretched her hands forward. The pillow in front of her was empty. Then she wiggled backward, but Sawyer’s hard body was gone too. She bolted upright. It hadn’t been a dream. She was in her new bedroom. She let out a sigh. It was real. This was completely real.
She caught the aroma of coffee. There was a silk robe and pair of sheer panties laid out at the end of the king size bed. She smiled, crawling forward to put on the panties and wrap the robe around her chest.
She made a quick stop in the bathroom. It was fully stocked with luxurious soaps and face creams. The labels said there were pearls in the mixtures. She washed her face and brushed her teeth. She couldn’t help but notice the glow on her skin. Her eyes were brighter. Her skin practically shimmered from the afterglow of so many epic orgasms.
She hadn’t even been drunk. It was the intoxication of Sawyer and Jack that led to every move she made. Their hands. Their mouths. Their husky voices in her ear. Her spine tingled. They had promised more. So much more.
She padded off to find them.
She was greeted by two big smiles in the kitchen. It made her feel warm down to her toes.
“There she is.” Jack jogged to her first. “How’d you sleep?” He kissed her gently.
Her eyes fluttered open. “Like the happiest girl in the world.”
Sawyer walked from around the granite island. He leaned down for a kiss. “Good. I loved how your body felt next to mine.” He reached for her hand and led her to the kitchen.
She stopped to take in the view. She could see the entire city from here. It was breathtaking.
“Breakfast is served.”
The three of them sat down to eat.
“Did you both make this?” She took a bite of the bacon cheese omelet. It was delicious.
Jack piped up. “Sawyer’s the cook. I just eat.”
“It’s good. Thank you for doing all this.” She realized their eyes had trailed down to her breasts. The silk tie had loosened. Her tits involuntarily perked under their gaze.
Sawyer cleared his throat. “We’re headed to the vineyard for the night after we eat. Our friend Arnie is getting married tonight. We’re groomsmen. Again.”
“Another wedding?”
Jack nodded. “Yeah, he’s friends with Ben. Same group of guys from college will be there. Maybe you’ll see Rachel. I’m sure she and Ben will attend.”
She blinked. “I’m going with you to the wedding?” Holy shit, her dreams were becoming more and more real by the second. Another wedding with her groomsmen.
“We won’t stay long, baby. But you’ll love the vineyard.”
“The vineyard?” Even the coffee was perfection. Everything was so good. “I didn’t know there was anything like that around Chicago. Tell me about it.”
“It’s not here. Napa Valley. We own several estates. We though a night away from the city might help you relax.” He winked. “A little dancing and champagne for our girl.”
Oh God. Was tonight the night? Was that what he was implying? She wanted it, but she wasn’t sure she was ready no matter how desperately she wanted both of them at the same time. She hadn’t even had regular sex last night.
She nodded. “All right. I’d love to go to the wedding with you and see the vineyard. But how do we get there so quickly? It’s going to take all day to get a flight to California.”
“We have a private jet, baby.” Sawyer pushed back from the table. He towered over it when he stood tall. “You can pack while I make a few calls. I need to rearrange my schedule for the week. I might be on the phone with Penny a few minutes.”
“Pack? All my clothes are at my apartment. I can run over there.”
Jack chuckled. “Love, we bought you all new things.” He pointed to rows of shopping bags in the living room. “They were delivered this morning, along with a dress for the wedding tonight.”
“Oh my God.” Lily rose from the table. She walked toward the packages. She peeked in one bag, lifting the lid off a box. There was a blue cashmere scarf, followed by the most exquisite leather boots. There were designer jeans. Shirts. Cute dresses. And then she dove into the pink bags at the end of the row.
She lifted the sheer lingerie to the light. �
��Holy shit.”
The men eyed each other. “We bought that one with something special in mind,” Sawyer added.
She noticed the back of it was cut out. She held it to her chest. There were more garments in the bag. Lacy bras. Colorful thongs. Everything was delicate and beautiful.
“I don’t know what to say.”
“Say you’ll wear them this weekend.”
She felt the thrill of it run through her. The idea that they wanted her to have expensive clothes and exotic lingerie.
“Of course.” She smiled.
“Good.” Sawyer retracted his phone. “I’ll see you two in a minute.”
She watched him walk away and knew she couldn’t wait for the wedding weekend in the vineyard to get started.
Twenty-One
Lily
The flight from Chicago to Napa had been a blur. There was champagne, a full flight crew, and Lily knew there was no better than view than staring at Sawyer and Jack during the trip.
Once they landed, the drive to the vineyard estate seemed to take no time at all. Maybe it was because she was sitting between two devilishly handsome men. They talked about business often. She wondered if that’s what they always talked about.
It would make sense. They had grown a massive empire together. They were a team. And now she was on that team. She was their girl. It made her tingle thinking about it. She wanted to be theirs in every way, but she didn’t know how soon it would happen. They were careful with her. It was sweet and sexy how they worried.
Maybe she should be worried too. What if it hurt? They weren’t just talking about sex in a place she’d never had it. They were talking about doing that at the same time she had regular sex. Two at once? It was intimidating. Overwhelming. Dirty and wrong. And it was the only thing she could think about.
There was no doubt they had each claimed what they wanted. Sawyer was going to take her ass. Jack might be getting it ready for him, but she knew he was the one who would make sure she was no longer a virgin in that department.
Holy shit, she was wet thinking about his cock pressed against her, pushing inside her.
“Lily?”
She jerked her head in Sawyer’s direction.
“Y-yes?” she croaked.
“We were asking about a wine tasting. Where did you go?”
“Sorry, I was just taking in the country side.”
“Don’t apologize, love. You have to stop doing that.” Jack squeezed her knee.
“I can’t help it.”
Sawyer shifted in the leather sit. “Why do you say that?”
She felt uncomfortable. She didn’t mean to take things to a serious place.
“Forget it. It’s not a big deal.”
Jack’s fingers pressed into her skin. “Tell us. We have some time before we make it to the estate. We’re good listeners.”
Maybe this was her chance to test them. To see if this relationship come be something more than a sexual conquest for her. Maybe in these men she could find actual companionship and love. Her gaze drifted between them. “Do you know how this happened?” she asked.
“What?”
“This. Me ending up at Kincaid-Rivers. Becoming a bargaining chip. A debt that had to be paid. Do you know how that was even possible?”
Jack shook his head.
“Did you ever ask?” she probed. “Did you ever stop to think how I became the debt?”
Sawyer’s brow creased. “This has something to do with your uncle, doesn’t it?”
She nodded. “I will give you the abridged version. He became my legal guardian after my parents died. He never wanted me. Not once was he happy to have me in his home. He didn’t come to my high school graduation, or see me off for college. He was never involved in my life. Until now. Until he came to me and said I had to do this for him.”
“Then why did you agree?” Jack looked as worried as Sawyer. “Why put yourself in that position, Lily? You’re talented. You’re smart.”
“I made my own deal.”
“You did?”
“I never knew when he would pull something like this. When he would try to drag me into his business. I wanted my own freedom. I agreed to one year at Kincaid-Rivers in exchange for a complete break from everything in the family.” She wiped a sudden tear from her eye. “It’s not like he cared anyway, but I wanted it to be final. I wanted him to act like I was dead and we would never speak or see each other again.”
“Shit,” Sawyer whispered. “You made your own deal.”
“I had to.”
“That’s behind you now. You know that, right?” Jack looked at her.
“Is it?”
“Of course it is. You have us.”
She felt the panic rise. Just the idea that this could slip away from her. “What if this weekend goes horribly wrong? What if you get tired of me? What woman can live up to your expectations?”
“Hey. That’s not going to happen.” Sawyer tilted her chin in his direction. “That’s why this arrangement is so perfect, Lily. You have both of us. You’ll never be alone. We’ll always take care of you. Worship you. Give you more pleasure than you can imagine. That’s all we want.”
“Really?”
“Really. There’s no rush. We have all the time in the world to get to know each other and be together. That’s what this weekend is about. You get to see us away from the office. Let this be a real relationship, baby. Relax and let it happen.”
She leaned into his chest. “I don’t know when I’ll believe this is real.”
Twenty-Two
Lily
Nothing prepared her for the vineyard. If Lily thought the penthouse was unbelievable, then this was epic. Like the city apartment, the house was divided into two wings. One for each of the men. The central part of the house was comprised of an enormous baker’s kitchen, a library, two offices, a ballroom, dining room, and several sitting rooms. The largest of them was equipped with a big theater-sized screen. It didn’t take long for Lily to realize how much Sawyer and Jack loved football. The games were life-sized on that screen.
She walked through the rooms in amazement.
“You two weren’t kidding. This house is gorgeous.”
Jack rubbed her shoulders. “Why don’t you get settled in and I’ll get the wine. Ten bottles enough?”
She sputtered. “Ten?”
“For the tasting,” he explained.
“Oh right. I guess that sounds good then.”
Sawyer turned on the screen. The football players took up the entire wall.
Lily walked toward him. “I love football too.”
“You do?” He looked surprised.
“I started going to games in college and I couldn’t help it. Something about all that energy. All those men.” She grinned. She knew she was flirting shamelessly. She touched her hand to his forearm. It flinched and she saw the vein in his arm strain against her caress.
“It’s one of the ways I unwind.”
“And the other ways?”
“I think you know exactly how I plan to do that.” His hand wound around her, bringing her close enough she could feel his breath on her cheek.
“With me?”
He grinned. “Definitely with you.”
She sighed as his lips found hers. It was hard to not fall into the kiss. To let Sawyer hold her steady with his solid hands.
“Wine.” Jack announced his arrival with several bottles under his arms.
Lily searched for the guilty pit in her stomach, but it wasn’t there. The kiss was completely ok with both men. Neither seemed annoyed. Neither seemed angry. She was theirs. If one wanted to kiss her, he could. If the other wanted to make her come, he could. It was liberating. Freeing. No sneaking. No fights. No jealousy. It was the most unreal perfect dynamic.
She settled on the couch between them. Sawyer seemed focused on the game. Jack was busy pouring tasting servings into small glasses.
She couldn’t remember another Saturday like thi
s. They drank wine and watched the game. They laughed. Sawyer made a late lunch. She fell asleep on the couch, nestled between them, slightly drunk from tasting all the different wines they made at the estate. She had missed the part when Jack explained how they selected the types of grapes.
Yes, this was bliss. This was the peace she had been missing. Serenity and sensuality all wrapped up in two men.
Twenty-Three
Jack
He walked off the back patio to the stacks of wood piled by the outdoor fireplace. The chimney made of hand-picked stone towered toward the sky. Jack threw a few logs in and lit the kindling. He watched while the fire blazed to life.
Usually, there was staff that helped with this kind of thing, but this weekend was different. He and Sawyer didn’t want any interruptions.
The sun was setting on the vineyard. The rolling hills of vines were beautiful. He turned when he heard the French doors open behind him.
“Lily.” His eyes lit at the sight of her.
“Hi. Sawyer’s on another business call. I thought I’d explore the house a little and I saw you out here. I keep getting lost in this place.”
She rubbed her arms. The briskness of the hillside was starting to take effect now that the sun was sinking.
“Come here.” He drew her to the fire, placing his arms around her, aligning her back to his chest.
“Mmm,” she murmured.
The sound went straight to his cock. It stiffened in response to her body. The smell of her hair. Holding her in front of the fire.
“Are you glad we flew here, love?”
“Yes. It’s so amazing. The hills look like they are glowing with all the pinks and oranges.”
“We wanted you to see this place. To know there is another side to us.”
“And what side is that?” she teased.
“We aren’t only business men, Lily. We enjoy life. We take pleasure in the world around us. We can relax,” he whispered into her ear.