“When–When am I due back?”

“Next week,” my boss replied. “But do you think you could come back sooner? I could really use your help this week.”

“Next week,” I gasped.

Fuck. I knew it was coming. My mother was on the mend, Zack was eager to get to see his friends, and even Rocco had relaxed security around me a fraction. Well, he claimed to. It all still looked the same to me.

My fantasy trip home was nearly over, and my real life was calling—loudly. Did I want that? Did I want to go back to my mundane life in the city? Could I really leave Rocco, Jian, and Dino behind?

No. I didn’t want this to be over.

Could it continue in the city?

“My return to work,” I gasped, repeating it. “I can’t do that this week.”

Dino massaged my breasts continuously, then he sank forward and took one of my nipples into his mouth. He suckled hard, then bit down sharply enough that a squeal rose in my throat. I slammed my free hand over my mouth, but without the brace of my hand on Dino’s chest, I lost control over resisting the movement of his thigh.

He was rocking me back and forth, forcing my pussy to drag repeatedly over the grinding pad on his thigh while pleasuring my nipples. Talking was impossible.

“Are you alright?” my boss asked. “You sound… stressed.”

“Just—” I gasped, swallowing down a whimper. “Just the stress of being a parent!” It was torture, sweet, delicious torture. Dino’s mouth kissed over my breasts, switching which nipple he was teasing. Both of his hands dropped down to cup my backside, and he began forcing me to grind harder against the pad.

“Well, Mae. I need an answer. I’ve been overly generous because you are a valued team member, but we really need you back here as soon as you can. Early would be a great help. I will need you back in the office next week, but maybe we can discuss some work from home options later.”

“Really?” I gasped, unable to hold in my moan. My core throbbed, and my pussy had soaked the pad so much that grinding was becoming easier and easier. “That would be an amazing help!”

“It’s something we’d need to discuss in person, though, so will I see you next week?”

“Yes!” I gasped, my eyes rolling back in my head. “See you next week!” I hung up immediately, then moaned desperately while Dino laughed heartily.

“Good call?”

“Fuck you!” I whimpered, placing both hands back on his shoulders. I used the grip to roll my hips down harder, getting faster and faster as I chased my long-building orgasm. I was hungry for it, desperate for that lick of heat and tingling satisfaction in my core. Dino continued to chuckle, lavishing my breasts with attention.

I dug my nails into the thick meat of his shoulders and finally came with a loud, desperate cry. My orgasm was so intense that my thighs were numb for a few seconds, then they burst with tingles all the way down to my calves. My heart raced, and my pussy throbbed in time to my heartbeat. With a loud gasp, I collapsed to the side and landed on the couch.

“Holy shit,” I moaned.

“It’s good, right?” Dino smirked. He focused on detaching the straps that kept the toy attached to his thigh. “Honestly, your grinding on me was the hottest fucking thing.”

“Mmm. Quite the workout, too.” I moaned, lying there utterly limp with my abdominal muscles clenching. “You’re an asshole.”

“Why?” Dino leaned over me, bracing himself on one arm next to my head. “Good call?”

“My boss must think I’m insane.”

“Is he calling you back to him?”

“Something like that.” I brushed my hair away from my face and groaned. “Reality, I think, is creeping up on me.”

“Do you need to talk it out?” Dino asked, and a concerned warmth flooded his eyes. “Whatever you need, I’m here.”

I did need to talk about it. I needed to find a solution to what I was feeling about these three men. Then I needed to decide whether it was worth it. Would Zack accept Rocco, accept any of them? What if this was just a fling and they were all just waiting for me to go back to the city?

That thought brought an unexpected pang of pain through my chest, so I reached for Dino and slid one hand into his sweat-dampened hair.

“Later,” I murmured, putting it out of my mind. “Right now, let’s help your aching cock before it falls off.”