Page 191 of Indecent Obsession
“It’s hard to watch every man in that ballroom mentally undress you, trouble.” A shiver of anticipation rolls through me at Wyatt’s tone.
Dante joins us and the car enters traffic for the ride home, leaving me alone with my guys. My tension shifts as my pussy aches for them.
“You might need your safe word tonight, princess.”
I turn to search Drew’s eyes. He smiles and slides his hand around the back of my neck.
“Not for me. But I have a feeling you’ll be sore tomorrow.” Drew leans in and captures my lips, drawing me onto his lap, hiking my skirt up around my waist so I can straddle him.
The kiss drags me in, holding me captivated in his arms. I could spend the rest of the night just kissing him.
The sound of his zipper fills the quiet of the car. His thick cock brushes against my bare pussy before notching at my entrance. I gasp into his mouth at the feel of him there.
“Watching you with the others. Seeing how everyone there wanted to take you.” Drew’s dark eyes hold mine as he pulls me down onto his cock, stretching me, filling me.
I release a low moan. This whole night was a huge tease and I’m ready for more relief.
“You were sexy and untouchable tonight, princess.” Drew kisses my jaw as he lifts me before thrusting into me deep.
I’m so wet and ready for him. The slick sound of our fucking competes with my shortened breaths.
“I’m going to watch these three ruin you after I fuck you so hard you scream, letting everyone know you’re mine.” He brings my lips back to his and thrusts his tongue into my mouth in time with his cock in my pussy.
I gasp as the first wave of my orgasm crashes over me. He doesn’t let up and slides his fingers beneath my dress to rub my clit. My whole body tenses with the next wave that hits me. I cry out into his mouth as a flush of heat flows through me.
“That’s my girl.” Drew pumps his cock in and out until he groans his release, filling me.
My breath comes out in pants as his eyes search mine. His cocky smile makes my heart race as my pussy continues to pulse around his cock.
I slowly realize the car is stopped. My gaze darts to Dante, then Finn, then Wyatt. They’re all watching me, bulges in their pants, aching for me. I squirm against Drew and he nips at my jaw.
They’re going to ruin me. Champagne bubbles flood through me, making me feel high, tipsy on the power I have over these men and the power they have over me. I’m frozen in anticipation.
Wyatt smirks. “Whenever you’re ready, trouble.”
Chapter 54
Key Employee
Sara
When Drew helps me out of the car, I realize we aren’t in the parking garage at the apartment. My brow furrows. The others are already out of the car.
“Where are we?” I turn and Dante places his hand over the exposed skin at the small of my back, pressing me forward. The garage is empty, but it looks like our office building.
“Our evening isn’t over yet.” Finn holds the door to the elevator bank open. His green eyes grab at my insides and tingles flow through me.
Wetness from our quickie in the car trickles down my thigh. The air is cool against my bare skin, sending a shiver down my spine. They’ve all shed their tux jackets. I wet my lips at the flash of skin where Dante’s undone his tie and top buttons.
Wyatt presses the button for the elevator to take us upstairs. The building is eerily quiet. The usual sounds of people and machines are gone, leaving only us. Anticipation and awareness crawl under my skin. I don’t know why we’re here, but I know I’m on board with whatever these men want to do to me.
Warmth flushes through me as Dante leads me into the elevator. The others step on and my pulse quickens.
“What’s the plan?” Little tingles gather beneath Dante’s hand on my back.
“Give us two minutes, trouble.” Wyatt doesn’t turn to look at me. “Consider it a game of hide-and-seek, but when you find one of us, we’re going to fuck you.”
Drew steps in front of me and puts his hands around the back of my neck. I bite my lip as I look up into his eyes. They’re dark and filled with mischievous intent. I press my thighs together, still feeling him there, thrusting, pulsing. He arches an eyebrow and his smirk is cocky.
