Nick leads me around the office after taking care of the paperwork. He went over the sexual harassment stuff hard. Like he knows that the guys are going to be making comments and everything else, but I assured him, that I know the word ‘no’ and if it’s not respected, I’ll come right to him.
Nick shows me where my office is after showing me a little map he made of the first floor. I thank him and then let him help me set up my email and everything else, only half paying attention because his arms are around me and I breathe in his cologne, it’s got fruity tones with a warmth that clouds my head.
When I do finally get home, I’m dizzy thinking about the six men I’ve met. Six. All obviously interested and all beyond every guy I’ve ever been with. There’s no hiding I have a thing for older men, but this group is so intense in so many ways.
I can’t resist touching myself in the shower as I think of them. My hands drift over my body as I remember the way they looked at me, touched me, spoke to me. So many comments that rode the line of flirty and professional.
I’m still wet. But I take care of that quickly, cupping one of my full breasts in my hand and tugging on my nipple until it almost hurts while fucking my pussy with two fingers. I’m going to have to get some new toys to keep up with these fantasies. Especially the ones where I’m taking on multiple men all at once.
Miles and Gunner at the same time as Matthew watches, then Matthew and Nick twisting my body until I’m pleasing them both. I have a feeling that Roman would spank me until my ass is red and I’m begging for him to reward me with his cock.
And Holden, quiet Holden. Would he be gentle with me? Would he be no-nonsense and even kinkier than his friends? Ask me to do things I’ve never done? Just the idea of all of them watching and touching and ooh.
I’ve never come faster.
I pant in the shower, dry myself off and think about what I’m in for tomorrow because Nick and Miles made it very clear they expect me there tomorrow. And the idea of getting on my knees and finding out exactly how well Miles can fill my mouth is so damn tempting …
Ugh.
So much for being a professional woman in charge of her future. Considering how I’d be happy to get down on my knees for each of my bosses and let them watch me as I blow each of them.
But is it really that bad? As long as we all consent?
It’s not like I’d be after anything serious anyway. I’d just want to enjoy them, a little fling, that’s all. Plenty of sex and fun and that’s it. But maybe they’re not into sharing. Sure they all flirted … except Holden, but starting drama at work is a quick way to be fired.
So maybe I need to choose.
Not that I want to.
But I’m not really against having a sugar daddy either and if that’s what Miles want’s to be … well he and I seem pretty clear and I know that it wouldn’t go past fun with him. Roman, I don’t think I’d be able to control myself around or do anything but obey. Nick makes me all tongue tied; Matthew is … he can read me a little too well for it to be just fun. Gunner would fall into the fun side. I’m sure of that.
And Holden barely wanted to look at me.
But I’m sure I’m overthinking. Maybe I’m just reading into it. Maybe they’re just naturally flirtatious.
They could all be married or have girlfriend or whatever. Only time will tell.
But that time turns out to take less than a week. I notice none of them have wedding bands and all of them like to make personal visits to my office. I can handle it just fine. I calm myself, pinch myself if I start forgetting we’re in the office, and learn how to handle talking with them.
I flirt happily, but go about my day, finding out exactly how much I like to flirt with and tease Gunner, especially when I don’t promise any follow through. But then Roman comes in. He and Holden have kept their distance.
And I don’t know if I love or hate his presence when he comes in, sleeves pushed up to his elbows, imposing and delicious and ugh.
“Bella.”
“Roman … Mr. Agosti.” I correct and look at my schedule for him today. “Is something wrong? I don’t show anything double booked and I did color code everything for the calls, in person-”
“You are doing well at work. I appreciate your diligence.”
His compliment makes me feel like purring. I look up at him, hoping he has a good view down my shirt. Something I’ve learned Miles appreciates greatly. It always puts him in a good mood.
“Is something wrong?”
“Not at all.” His face cracks with a half-smile. “Miles will be back from a meeting shortly and requested you for lunch.”
“Oh!”
“I also wanted to let you know that Holden will be working from home starting tomorrow.”
“It’s not because of me is it?”
“He stayed an extra week at the office because of you,” Roman says with something almost teasing in his eyes. “I’m sure you can imagine why.”
“Because I’m the shiny new person in the office?”
“Something along those lines. Let me know if Gunner spends too much time here distracting you. I can bring him to heel.”
“Maybe I like it.” I say with a shrug.
Roman arches an eyebrow.
“I like a man who knows what he wants and makes himself clear.” Then I give him a wicked smile. “Especially one that I can tease and turn away. Knowing how a man feels about me makes me happy.”
“If he overstays his welcome, let me know anyway.”
“If he does, do I get to watch you wrestle him into submission?” I ask. “That’s pretty good incentive.”
Roman rests his hands on my desk, leaning towards me until my voice catches in my throat. “Roman.”
“I’d rather wrestle you into submission, Bella. And I believe you would prefer that too.”
I nod once, absolutely agreeing, but not able to find my voice. He’s so intense. So fucking sexy. Roman strokes along my jaw and seems pleased when I lift my chin, offering him more. One of his fingers dips to my throat.
“Don’t forget about your lunch with Miles.”
“What is it? Finders keepers?”
“Hmm?”
“He met me first so he gets dibs?” I revise.
Roman chuckles. “We’ll see, won’t we? You don’t seem like the kind of girl who will settle for anything less than she wants. Is Miles all you want?”
“Find out,” I challenge openly.
“I intend to.” His thumb brushes my bottom lip slowly and I can’t resist running my tongue over that same spot. Roman’s eyes sharpen. “Soon.”
“Yes, sir. If you need anything, please let me know.”
“I need you to stop calling me sir unless you are in far less clothing.”
With that hot comment, he walks right out. As if I’m not ready to strip down to just my underwear, get on my knees, crawl after him and say it again while begging him to fuck me. I clear my head of the mental image and prepare myself to meet with Miles.
I go to his office less than twenty minutes later and see him with a wicked smile on his lips. “Would you like lunch, Bella?”
“I’m starving. I know that you like a barbeque place just down the road. I put in a reservation.”
“How thoughtful. Here I was just planning to take care of what you’re craving.” He winks as he stands, “But I suppose dessert can wait.”
I nod and walk with him out of the office. I see Gunner’s eyes flare with jealousy and wave to him teasingly. I’m going to enjoy this. Even if Miles snaps me up, some jealousy might do these men good.
Reminding them that while they look like gods, there’s always a woman who can tame them. But seeing Matthew watch me with a pleasant, warm smile nearly kills that thought. Matthew is different. He doesn’t look at me like I’m his for the taking like he wants to own me. He looks at me like he’d respect me and fuck me silly all at the same time.
When we get to lunch, Miles tells me to order anything. I want the surf and turf badly. I can practically taste the lobster on my tongue, but I can’t afford it and there’s no way that I’m going to expect, or worse ask, my boss to pay for me.
“Whatever you’d like, Bella.”
“I’ll stay within my means,” I say.
“That’s no fun. Let me spoil you, at least for today,” He says.
I blink at him over my menu and see that his is already on the table. He’s just waiting on me. I swallow. “Mr. Langston.”
“Is a mouthful. Miles.”
The same thing he says every time. “Miles, I can take care of myself.”
“Indulge me, Bella. I like to feel needed, at least wanted. And I’m more than capable of providing lunch for you.”
With that, I close my menu and set it on the table. “I’m clocked out of the office.”
“You are.”
“And you’re willing to buy me lunch. Is this a date?”
“If you’d like it to be. Or we could align an arrangement.” He rubs over his bottom lip.
Heat sizzles through me as I think of his mouth and the wicked things he could probably do with it. That he would definitely do with it. I smile and lean forward, completely aware that my breasts are being pushed up by the table.
“Miles. Are you offering to be my sugar daddy?”
“Are you objecting?”
“I’m not.” I wrap my lips around the straw of my drink, knowing he’s watching closely. “I’m sad it took you so long to ask considering I’ve been flirting back.”
“Mm. But there is a slight catch, Bella. One that I have to make you aware of before you finish making your choice.”
But before he can tell me what it is, he’s interrupted by the waiter. I ask for the surf and turf with a salad instead of fries and Miles gets the same before waving the man off. I smile. “Good taste.”
“I plan to make sure you know just how good I taste before the end of the day,” He says, forward as always. “But the catch.”
“Are you giving me an allowance as long as I’m a good girl?” I tease.
He chuckles. “No. If I don’t share you with my friends, it’s no fun. Especially knowing how interested they are in you. I’m a greedy man, sure, but …”
He has to be kidding. Miles really thinks that being my sugar daddy and permitting me to fuck his friends would make me say no? Somebody needs to come wake me up because I have to be dreaming. There’s no way I scored an amazing job and six sexy men.
“That doesn’t sound like a catch.” I say. “It sounds like a reward that I still have yet to earn.”
Miles’s eyes get all dark and hot as the toe of my shoe works up his calf. “Which means I’ll have to check the cables under your desk when we get back.”
“Oh?”
“Make sure I can fit down there and if something just happens to slip out of your pants, I’ll have to see to that too, won’t I?”
He grins and strokes over my hand. “You’re a treat, Bella.”
“Just wait until you get a taste,” I twist his words happily, already eager to get the hell out of here and give as much satisfaction as I plan on getting.
