Page 57 of Incoming Layne Shift

Alexei had made good on his word and as a token of her appreciation, she guaranteed him a portion of the income she was drawing in from Russell’s assets she had seized.

Several of Gage’s friends had agreed to sign on to her team, willing to help be extra manpower whenever she needed it. Gage had managed to get Cassidy’s entirely renovated and remodeled. No longer known as Cassidy’s Cave, it was renamed to Cassidy’s Chains. It was now being dubbed as one of the hottest new nightclubs, with a sexy twist of course.

Rebecca had been hounding Layne with last-minute wedding details, ensuring that Layne wasn’t getting cold feet, and constantly reminding her that the big event was only a week away. While Layne hadn’t outright told her best friend about her involvement with Gage, it seemed Rebecca had already connected the dots without forcing Layne to have the awkward conversation about her unconventional relationships.

Joey had gradually eased out of his contract work to help Layne manage her growing team of enforcers. He took a job here and there, but now his primary focus was training each member of her crew. If Layne was going to be successful, all of her associates needed to be able to tackle problems with ease.

Layne had decided to get her very first tattoo. It wasn’t much in terms of size, but it fit her to a T. Across the back of her neck in a black feminine cursive was a single word:

Luck

The bottom of the ‘k’ swirled below the rest of the letters and dropped down into an upside-down shamrock, representing both sides of the same coin. Luck was neither inherently good nor bad, and was always to be found in the eye of the beholder.

Gage had been hopping between his place in Hudson Yards and O’Reilly Manor depending on the day. Both he and Joey kept Layne busy in the bedroom and out. Date nights rotated between one-on-one time and then all three of them. All of it felt so easy with both the guys, making her one lucky bitch.

Getting home from a rambunctious night out with two De Lucas who had their eyes on her, Layne laughed as she ran over to the stairs resting her hand on the railing. “You both were on terrible behavior all night!” She kicked off her silver heels so she was standing barefoot on the step in her little dark green dress.

Joey smirked at her. “Can you blame us? You have been giving that look where you bite your lip knowing it goes straight to my cock.”

Shrugging off his jacket, Gage tossed it onto the mounted coat rack not giving a shit if it actually landed on a hook or not. “Not to mention, you’ve been talking back to me all night. All I’ve been able to think about is bending you over my knee and smacking your ass.” He grinned deviously at her.

Layne flashed them both an innocent smile. “Well, you know the rules, only one of you gets me tonight. Guess we’ll see who catches me first.”

Both of the guys paused to size one another up before attempting to shove the other one out of the way before they both chased after their girl. Layne let out a shriek and ran up the stairs.

Joey doubled up steps going up the stairs, but Gage was quick behind him. Once both men were at the top, Layne was already dashing down the hallway toward the master bedroom.

Gage pulled at Joey’s shirt to yank him back to get the lead. He ran like his life depended on it and quickly gained on Layne, an arm scooping her up around her waist and pulling her back against him. He growled into her ear. “Got you.”

He got her into the bedroom, kicking the door shut behind him. “Sorry, man, you’ll have to wait ’til tomorrow morning!” Gage yelled back at his brother as he released his arm from around Layne. His hands tugged the back of his shirt overtop his head as his eyes filled with lust and something else more mischievous.

“Dammit!” Joey sighed on the other side of the door. “You two better at least try to keep it down this time!” While disappointed, he also had taken a few liberties during dinner with his hand up Layne’s dress and buried it between her thighs taking advantage of her lack of panties. If Gage wanted to gloat, he intended to make him pay for it and watch as he fucked Layne on the kitchen table tomorrow morning during breakfast.

Layne giggled as she did that damn lip thing again. She backed up until she flopped down onto the edge of the bed leaning back on her hands. “Going to come here and claim your prize?” Her eyes sparkled with excitement as she watched him reveal his bare chest.

He didn’t make a move. Instead, he beckoned her over with his finger. “Get over here and get on your knees, baby.”

Still feeling quite sassy, she smirked while crossing one leg over the other showing she had no intentions of listening to his command.

“You’ve already racked up a good number of punishments for tonight, are you sure you want to add a few more?” His dick had been hard all night every time she taunted him and she was only adding to the number of times he was going to have his payback for it. His mind came up with several ways to teach his bratty lucky charm that he was in charge when it concerned that pretty pink box between her legs.

She shrugged at him coyly. “You’re dealing with one of New York’s most dangerous women right now. How lucky are you feeling?”

Gage laughed and walked up to her, his hand coming under her chin and tilting it so she looked up at him. “Go ahead and try me.”

Layne suddenly made a move to grab his arm to pull him off balance and take control of him. It hadn’t been a full-out effort, but even if it had she knew that Gage would have overpowered her any day of the week. He easily avoided her half-assed attack on him, grabbing hold of her and pushing her back onto the softness of the mattress. He flipped her over onto her stomach and pinned her down with one hand.

He got between her legs; his other hand came up underneath her pulling her hips up so she was ass-in-air for him. Gage groaned as his fingers shoved the dress up her body until it was bunched up at her waist, revealing her bare ass being offered up to him. “What do you tell your Daddy when he’s got you right where he wants you?”

Her hips pushed back against the front of his jeans, moaning as she felt his large cock begging to be freed. “I will take your cock wherever you want to bury it, Sir.”

“Mm, that’s right.” His fingers traced down over her slit before pushing three deep inside her wet entrance. “Did you think I didn’t notice how Joey fucked you with his fingers throughout dinner? I wanted nothing more than to pull you under the table so you could wrap your lips around my dick.”

She squirmed and moaned out as the heat in her core began to pool when he inserted his fingers into her wanton pussy. The silver rings on his fingers rubbed at her opening for extra stimulation. “Please, yes!”

Gage pumped his fingers into her harder, luring her closer to her release. Just as she glided along the fine line of falling into a world of ecstasy, he removed his fingers with a grin. He took his time sucking the taste of her body from each finger while he began to open up his jeans with his other hand.

Layne whined as he left her hanging there on the edge of what had promised to be a hell of an orgasm.

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