Addison: Yes…
There was a long pause in her typing and I had to wonder if she was too preoccupied for this type of conversation.
Addison: I’m so close.
I held the phone at an angle so Mr. Parker could read the exchange.
Ben: Just thinking about you lying there, your fingers moving restlessly over your clit, makes my dick hard.
Mr. Parker leaned over, propping himself up on his elbow. The next thing I knew, he was taking my cock in his mouth. I hissed and damn near dropped the phone on my face.
“Remember what I said,” he stated, pausing only briefly. “I expect you to come when she does.”
That wasn’t going to be a problem.
Ben: Press your fingers down on your clit while you rub. I wish I was there to watch you, to see how fucking sexy you are when you play with yourself. One of these days, that’s what I’ll have you do. I’ll make you come into my office, strip down, and play with your pussy while I watch. Would you like that, precious?
Addison: Oh, God. You’re going to make me come just thinking about that.
Mr. Parker seemed to know the direction this was going, because he began kneading my balls while he sucked me hard and deep.
Ben: I want you to come for me, precious. I want you to come all over your fingers. Fuck yourself. Drive your fingers into your cunt and when you come, I expect you to scream my name.
Addison: Close…
Another long pause and I closed my eyes, imagining her fucking herself.
Mr. Parker’s mouth drew me in deep and I groaned.
Addison: So close…
Yeah. So was I.
Ben: Tell me when you come, precious girl. I need to know. My cock’s so damn hard just thinking about you. Mr. Parker’s lips are wrapped around it right now and he’s pushing me closer to the edge.
Addison didn’t respond right away and I had to fist my hand in the sheet beneath me as Mr. Parker inched me closer and closer to release. He wasn’t holding back, sucking as much of me as he could. I was panting in earnest, so ready to come down his throat.
Addison: Mr. Snowden…I came on my fingers, your name on my lips. I couldn’t help it. I wish I could watch Mr. Parker sucking your cock.
As soon as my brain processed those words, my cock jerked and Mr. Parker’s eyes lifted to meet mine as I came in a rush. He licked and laved me slowly, easing me back down from that incredible sensation.
Ben: Thank you for that, precious girl. Sweet dreams.
Addison: Good night, Mr. Snowden. I look forward to seeing you in the morning.
Putting the phone down on my nightstand, I turned my attention to Mr. Parker.
“I love when you come in my mouth,” he whispered as he crawled over me. “I love the taste of you on my tongue.”
Funny how the man used the L word in so many ways, but not once had he told me he loved me. I knew that he did, and I knew that, for whatever reason, he was holding back from saying it, but still, there were times I needed to hear it. Times I needed to say it. Yet I had held back as well.
But I kept that to myself, wrapping my arms around his neck when he leaned in to kiss me. I tasted myself on his lips and I moaned into his mouth. The man knew exactly what I needed. And being close to him, feeling his hard body against mine was something I always welcomed.
When he finally rolled to his side, pulling me into him, my back to his chest, I let my eyes close. Several minutes passed as my mind cleared and I started to drift off.
Then Mr. Parker’s words sounded softly from behind me. He must’ve assumed I was asleep, because what came out of his mouth was rich with more emotion than I’d ever heard from him before.
“I hope you know what you’re doing with this girl, pup,” he whispered. “Because it’s inevitably going to change us. I only hope it’s for the better.”
My heart constricted, but I pretended to be asleep.
He had absolutely nothing to worry about.
I got the distinct feeling the three of us were meant for each other.
And I was looking forward to the journey that would prove it.
Twenty
ADDISON
BY THE TIME SATURDAY MORNING rolled around, I was riding an incredible high.
My first week in the office had been amazing. Far better than anything I’d ever expected. The people I worked with were so nice, so polite. And not once did anyone order me to my knees and insist on shoving their dick into my mouth.
Okay, and maybe that wouldn’t have been such a bad thing had it been Mr. Parker or Mr. Snowden. Except, I knew they were taking their time, easing me into the role, allowing me to get settled.
