Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 66184 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 331(@200wpm)___ 265(@250wpm)___ 221(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 66184 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 331(@200wpm)___ 265(@250wpm)___ 221(@300wpm)
“Come to my place then,” Derek says. “We’ll have privacy there.”
Ana bites her bottom lip, and my cock swells. I want to be the one biting that lip.
“We need time alone with you, Ana.”
Her eyes are still wide as she looks back at me. She sounds breathless when she finally speaks. “Okay.”
CHAPTER 34
ANA
When I arrive at Derek’s condo, Jansen’s there too, and this time, there’s no small talk—not that either of them ever do much talking—and I’m not even offered a drink. They immediately surround me, picking right up where we left off in Derek’s office.
They act like they’re desperate for me, like they missed me, though I know it’s just the sex they missed. But if they missed the sex, does that mean they’re not having it with anyone else? I wouldn’t care if they did, though as soon as the thought crosses my mind, I realize it’s a big lie. I want them all to myself.
I stopped at home before driving here so I could shower and change, and when the men peel off my shirt, their eyes light up as they discover my surprise.
I’m wearing the lingerie set that Jansen sent to me, and the ethereal lavender lace somehow still shines under the dim lighting in Derek’s living room. The two men skim their hands across the edges of the bra, up along the straps, then down to the band of my skirt, where they work together to unzip it and slide it over my hips to reveal the second part of the matching set.
I’ve tried this beautiful lingerie on many times in my bedroom, where it often serves as a fast track to a self-love session. I’ve fantasized about these two men touching me everywhere while I wore this, and now it’s actually happening, and it’s even better than I imagined.
The way they’re looking at me? I’ve never felt more beautiful or more desired.
When they start to remove the rest of my clothing, I’m concerned that their movements are too rough. “Please be careful. This is the nicest set of lingerie I’ve ever owned.”
Jansen doesn’t pause for even a second as he pulls the delicate straps from my shoulders. “We’ll buy you as much as you want.”
“But it’s only for us,” Derek says, slipping his fingers under the band at my hip.
“You don’t want me to wear this with anyone else?”
He slides the bottoms down, kissing my thighs as he goes. “We don’t want you to be with anyone else.”
“No sex with anyone except the two of you?”
Derek shakes his head as he helps me step out of my underwear, first one leg, then the other. Jansen’s contribution to the conversation is a growl.
“Are the two of you only going to be with me?” I ask this knowing the idea is even more ridiculous than the large amount of money I requested when they asked me to work for them, so I’m shocked beyond belief at their responses.
“We haven’t been with anyone else, and we don’t want to.” Derek’s palm cups half of my bare bottom as he gently bites the skin where the strap of my panties had been.
“No one else,” Jansen adds just before his mouth covers one of my nipples and sucks until I’m squealing.
Just me? Is it because they lead busy lives and I’m the convenient option? Mind you, I don’t say this to sell myself short; it’s just that none of their words or actions until today have ever given me the idea that they would want any kind of exclusivity.
Derek laid claim to my pussy last time I was here, but that was just sexy talk.
Whatever their motivations are, it’s an easy thing for me to agree to, because I haven’t been with anyone else but them, and I’ve started to worry that no one else will measure up to them, both literally and figuratively.
Jansen carries me to the couch, where he sets me on his lap, pulling me against him so that my back is pressed to his chest. As he nuzzles my neck and plays with my breasts, he uses his feet to separate my legs and hold them open.
Both men are still fully dressed, and now I’m splayed wide, completely naked and fully exposed, my most private parts on display for them.
Of course, they’ve seen plenty of me, but this is different. Aside from my one brief visit here with Derek before I started working for them, all of our encounters have been quick and almost frantic.
Now, as Derek kneels in front of me, the pace is different. There’s something about their actions that tells me they intend to take their time with me tonight, and every bit of me is lit up in anticipation.
The way Jansen’s holding me is new, too. It’s like he’s offering me up to his friend and partner, and it makes me feel like I’m their dirty little plaything. That’s essentially what I am to them, but now, apparently, they don’t want to share their toy with anyone else. And they don’t want to play with any other toys except me.