Page 29 of Secrets We Keep
“Who’s that?” asks Kaitlyn, one of the writers.
“Friends of mine. We’re having lunch in my office.”
“What if we need you for something?”
“Then it can wait until I finish,” I say.
Kaitlyn goes to open her mouth before Mandy stops her. “I can’t see anything being too urgent. Enjoy your lunch,” Mandy says, rolling her eyes at her friend. They’ve been a writing team for under two years, but Kaitlyn seems to push Mandy. Mandy is a good team player and will go far in this industry if she doesn’t let her friend drag her down with her.
I open my office door slowly. Unsure what I’m going to see when I do. Dom and I have a real hard-on for this woman, and I know he wants to fuck her just as much as I do, maybe even more so; he’s wanted her for years.
Jenna is standing against my desk. Her heels crossed at her ankles and hunger in her eyes. “Took you long enough,” she smiles, biting her bottom lip.
“Oh Jenna, babe, talking like that is only going to end one way.”
We both turn to see Dom laugh on the couch where I’m standing near the door. I close the door behind me, and the room is so quiet the sound of the lock turning sounds ten times louder than it is.
“How do you want me, Sirs?” she asks, her eyes slowly moving between the two of us.
“Tell us, Jenna, how wet is that cunt of yours right now?”
I don’t miss the movement of her thighs rubbing together, and if I know Dom like I think I do, then he saw it too.
“I’m soaked, Sirs.”
“She told me she stopped herself in the shower. Do we believe her?” Dom asks, and I don’t need to look at him to know that his hunger is much like mine.
“Why would I lie?” she says, and there goes the lip biting again. Her knuckles are white as she tightens her hold on my desk.
“Maybe to test us,” Dominic says, and I think about that for a moment.
“Okay, you believe that if you want Dominic. Reid, do you want to see if my pussy is begging for some attention? Attention, it didn’t get this morning, I might add.”
Dom holds onto my arm to stop me from moving. Jokes on him because I know exactly what game she is trying to play. “Oh, Jenna, babe. I thought you were better than this.”
“What?” she asks. Her eyes moving into an almost scowl.
“Topping from the bottom,” I say, moving slightly toward her. I stop my hands from pressing into the desk on either side of her hips. “Now pull that skirt up and show Dom and me that pussy that is going to belong to us any day now.”
The air in the room changes, and I watch her neck as she swallows.
“All this is yours,” she looks between us. “Sirs.” She drags up her skirt to her waist.
“Have you not been wearing any panties all day?” I ask.
“Truthfully,” she smiles. She knows the effect she has on both of us. “About thirty minutes before Dom came, I removed them in the restroom.”
“Sit on my desk and let us seeourpussy.”
In an instant, her ass is leaning against the edge of my desk, and her legs are open wide.
“Use your fingers and open those pussy lips for us,” Dominic says.
Her eyes fly over to look at him as if she’d forgotten we were both in the room with her.
“All yours,” she says. She runs her finger up and down the slit of her cunt, and I can see her creamy arousal coating her finger with every stroke of her finger.
“Good girl,” Dom says as he stands up, striding across the room before lifting her finger to his mouth and sucking on it. “Mmmm, sweet, just like you.”
