Page 32 of Office Intrigue (Office Intrigue Duet 1)
I was completely lost to his kiss, so it took a second to process the additional hands on me. On my hips to be exact. When Langston pulled back, our eyes met and held for several long seconds. I could’ve sworn I saw something there, something that urged me to give in to whatever demands he had.
However, before I could process what was transpiring between us, I found myself being turned until I was facing the equally sexy Landon. He gave me that wickedly mischievous grin of his, and if my panties hadn’t already been wet, they certainly would’ve been from that sexy smirk.
“My turn,” he whispered before pulling me into him.
Landon was as gentle as his twin but a little less demanding. Not completely lax. Just enough that I knew I would enjoy my time with him, but I would never be in control where he was concerned.
So we’re clear, I was okay with that. Very okay with that.
A soft moan escaped me when Landon tugged me against him, his hands cupping my ass and squeezing gently, his erection pressing intimately against my belly. I wasn’t ready for the kiss to be over, but the next hands on me were more insistent, and they were urging me to turn around.
I pulled back from Landon’s luscious mouth and he offered a seductive grin. Then I was turned so that I was facing…
Ben.
I couldn’t deny that I’d wanted to know what his full lips felt like since the second I saw him.
He didn’t make me wait.
He was shorter than the others, but still tall enough that I had to tilt my head back to see his face. But that didn’t matter when he leaned in and that delicious mouth covered mine. His lips were warm and far softer than I anticipated. His hands were still on my hips, practically spanning my entire pelvis with his thumbs brushing against my pelvic bone.
This time I moaned louder, leaning into him and placing my hand on his chest because I desperately wanted to know what was underneath that suit.
Of course, I didn’t get to do much searching because Ben pulled back, his eyes meeting mine. There was something dark and hungry lurking beneath that sexy exterior and I was desperate for Ben to unleash it on me.
But then Justin reached for my hand and pulled me toward him. His eyes searched my face for long seconds before he, too, kissed me.
He was the most intense, I could tell. And it was obvious he was all about control. Not necessarily controlling me, but more so keeping himself in check. Yet his kiss was delivered with such delicate care I was ready and willing to submit to anything he asked of me.
The kiss ended when Justin growled low in his throat, pulling back slowly.
I wasn’t sure what to do at that point, so I remained standing. I realized the others had once again taken their seats. Justin turned me around so that I was facing them, his hard chest at my back, his hands coming around and sliding up my thighs.
I sucked in air as I leaned back against him. I could feel the proof of his desire against my lower back.
“We’re going to implement some rules,” Justin said, his voice loud enough to carry to the others. “Is that okay with you?”
At that moment, I was pretty sure anything was okay with me.
But I didn’t say that.
I simply nodded.
Thirteen
“FIRST RULE,” JUSTIN SAID AS he slid his hands higher on my thighs just beneath the hem of my skirt. “Everyone in this room will provide current test results for sexually transmitted diseases.”
This was a little shocking, I must admit, but I was completely on board with that plan. I mean, this was already unconventional on every level, so why wouldn’t we take the necessary precautions up front? Safety was key.
“Second rule. Once clean test results are provided, condoms are optional for intercourse. Vaginal and anal.”
The second part caught my attention and caused my breath to catch. I’d never had anal sex. Not that I was opposed to it. I’d admit that I had experimented with a couple of boyfriends, but we never got to the full penetration point. Usually just a finger, once a very slim vibrator. The thought of being fucked in the ass… Well, truthfully, it wasn’t a horrible thought.
“Third rule.” Justin’s hands slid higher, lifting my skirt as he went.
Someone cleared their throat.
I was too focused on the warm hands gliding up my legs to think about anything else. Cool air caressed my lower lips when Justin pulled my panties to the side to reveal my freshly waxed pussy. Thank goodness I’d kept that appointment on Saturday. I’d known one day that pain would pay off. Today was that day.
“Hold your skirt up,” Justin commanded softly in my ear. “And don’t let it drop.”
