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“It’s okay. I can just make my own.”

“Why would you do that? This one’s hot and ready.” Griffin’s arms bracket me, his warm chest pressing against my back.

It hasn’t been long since I noticed Griffin’s changed how he makes his coffee to be the same as me, and it’s not the first time he’s given me his. At this point, it seems like that’s been his intention all along. Lost in our own little world, I almost miss Glenn saying good morning.

“M…morning.” I give him a shy smile, still uncomfortable to be out here with him while I’m dressed this way. I’ve noticed Griffin likes to push my limits with an audience. I’ll have to ask him if it’s a kink or something.

Soft lips press against the top of my head.

“Continue.” Griffin’s chest reverberates over my back as he speaks to his assistant, distracting me more with each word.

Glenn ticks off items one by one. “You have a meeting at ten with the CEO of MRS Tech. An eleven o’clock with the manager of logistics. You have a half-hour break for lunch. I’ll need you to review and sign some documents during that time. At twelve, you have a meeting with…”

His voice fades out as rough fingers trail up the back of my thighs, sending a shiver in their wake. Heat floods me as Griffin’s hand moves until he’s teasing the edge of my panties before dipping under and gripping my ass. He kneads the muscle, all the while speaking calmly to his assistant like he’s not driving me absolutely crazy.

I gasp when his hand cups my bare core, sliding through where I’m wet.

I try to cover it with a cough. “Sorry, coffee went down the wrong pipe.”

Griffin’s chuckle fans over my neck, causing my already heated body to ignite. I need him to stop what he’s doing to me before I start begging for more.

My hips rock back against my will, and he groans before saying, “Clear my day.”

“I’m sorry, sir?” Glenn replies in disbelief.

“I won’t be going in today.” Griffin punctuates the sentence, thrusting his fingers in deep. “I have other plans.”

“But—”

My underwear is being pushed down my thighs.

“That’s all. I’ll see you tomorrow.” Griffin’s tone leaves no room for discussion.

“Ah…okay, sir. I’ll take care of it.” It’s clear he thinks it’s an impossible task, but he doesn’t argue. He averts his eyes and says on his way out, “Ms. Eve. Have a good day.”

The second he’s out the door, Griffin drops to his knees behind me, pressing his palm into my back until my stomach touches the cool marble. His tongue runs up my seam as he tastes me.

He hums. “You’re already so wet for me.”

I’m rocking back into him when he stands, sitting me on the counter and removing my shirt. He slides his thumb over his bottom lip.

“How the fuck did we get so lucky?” he says before capturing my nipple in his mouth, causing me to arch further into his touch.

“Can I join?” Cole asks from behind us.

Griffin pulls back. “Already got her ready for you.”

“Good, I’m hungry,” Cole replies and lifts me off the counter, pulling a giggle from me as he heads toward our room.

We’ve had sex on every surface in this house, meaning whatever they have planned is more than the usual. A shiver runs through me in anticipation.

Cole sets me on the bed and doesn’t look away as he removes his clothes. He crawls over me, then flips us so he’s laid out with his back to the bed, and I’m facing him, my knees on either side of him. I can’t help myself from rubbing my clit against his hard cock, causing all of us to groan.

“That’s it. Make yourself feel good.” Cole’s hands grip my ass as he guides my hips back and forth, coating his length with my wetness.

I suck in a breath when he fills me completely. No matter how many times I take him, it still takes me a second to adjust to his width.

My fingers dig into his shoulders as he moves, filling me over and over.

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