Page 51 of A Night of Indulgence and Sloth
He passes one of my legs to Kaleb before they each stretch them wide. My face heats as I realize what they must see. Me, completely bare and spread open for them. I glance up at the door behind them, anticipation making me tremble as I consider the fact that anyone could come through those doors and find us like this.
“Is this what you wanted?” Aiden asks, sitting forward and rubbing a hand up the inside of my thigh while Kaleb does the same. Neither of them stops until they reach my core, finding my thighs slick with arousal. I whimper as I feel both of their fingers touch me, not knowing whose is whose, but still, I don’t respond.
“Such a naughty little thing,” Kaleb replies, pulling my leg even wider. I gasp as someone presses a finger inside of me before pulling it out and bringing the wet digit to my aching clit. Another finger replaces the one inside me, and I can’t do anything but gasp and moan.
I cover my mouth, trying to quiet my sounds in case anyone hears. The last thing I want is for someone to see us like this, but I can’t deny the little flutter of pleasure at the idea that someone could.
“Do you want this, baby?” Kaleb asks, and I nod.
“Use your words, Petal,” Aiden demands. “Tell us what you want.”
“Touch me.”
Both of my men remove their hands from in between my legs and trail them up and down my thighs. I let out an exasperated sigh, knowing full well they know what I was asking for. But I guess if I think about it, I knew what they were asking for too, and I took the coward’s way out.
Taking a deep breath, I tell them exactly what I want. “Taste me,” I say to Aiden before turning my attention to Kaleb. “While you fuck me with your fingers.”
“Good girl,” Aiden whispers, before moving to the floor at my feet.
Instead of Kaleb joining him though, he moves to the door I’d been eying in fear and excitement. Before he can slide a lock into place, I stop him with only two words.
“Leave it.”
Both of them look at me, their eyes ablaze with desire.
After this, I don’t think I’ll ever be able to fly commercial again.
Liliana
“You little bitch! Stop avoiding me and spill; I need all the details,” Calantha practically squeals over the phone.
She and I haven’t been able to talk much in the week since I got back from Hawaii with Aiden and Kaleb. Her new job was keeping her busy, which I’d be worried about if I didn’t know how much she loved the work. But it meant we’re long overdue for some girl time.
“I’m at work,” I hiss out, glancing to make sure no one’s around. “You busy tonight? I can come by, maybe pick up some takeout and wine so we can dish in style.”
“You bring the food. I’ll pick up the wine. Oh, shit. I’ve gotta go. There’s a raging pussy in the lobby. Love you!”
I laugh, unable to stop the images from popping up in my mind, though what I picture sure as hell isn’t an angry cat. With all the changes happening in my life, it really puts into perspective just how much I miss my sister. The space has been good for us both, but after relying on her for so much of my life, this distance feels like a cavernous hole right in the center of my chest.
She’s going to freak when she sees what I brought back for her from Maui. A charm bracelet complete with beach glass, animal charms, and even a best sister one too. It feels good to finally be able to afford actual gifts. Birthdays before working for Exalta Solutions were still special, or at least I tried to make sure they were, but now that we have more freedom, I don’t want to waste any of it.
A stranger approaches wearing slacks and a pressed white shirt with the sleeves rolled up. He has a jacket slung over his arm, sporting blond hair that’s cropped short and left messy, though he pulls it off.
This must be the friend Kaleb expected a visit from. He reaches my desk, his ten-watt smile set to full as he looks down at me. “I’m here to see Kaleb Fitzgerald.”
“Of course. And your name?”
“Jasper Donnelley.”
“Perfect. Come with me. He’s waiting for you in the boardroom.” Jasper follows me down the hall until we reach the closed door of the boardroom. I knock once before opening.
“Jasper is here to see you. Is there anything else I can do for you?”
He smiles, and it’s like watching the sunrise in the dead of winter as warmth seeps through my skin and chases away the cold. He must notice the figure behind me because all he says is, “Nothing more, Ms. Sinclair. Thank you.”
I turn to Jasper. “You may go in. It was nice to meet you.”
He offers me the same platitudes then heads into the boardroom. Before the door fully shuts, I hear something that halts me in my tracks.Fitz.
