Page 8 of Double Down & Dirty

Striding back to her, he showed her what was in his hand as Remi poured the wine. “This is a blindfold, little one. Since you can’t keep your eyes closed as I ordered, you’ll wear this.”

He did his best not to laugh at the stunned look on her face. Stretching the strap of the blindfold, he slipped it over her head and settled it into place. “Comfy?”

“I-I guess, but ...”

“But what, sweetheart?”

She swallowed. “I just don’t understand what ... why ... I’m sorry, I’m confused about all this.”

Remi lifted her hand and placed a half-filled glass in it. “Take a sip and we’ll explain.” Again, she hesitated, but then followed his instructions. “Do you like it? It’s a Domaine de la Romanée-Conti. One of my favorite wines.”

“It’s delicious.”

As she took another sip, Gray went back down on his knees and removed her other boot. His thumbs went straight to her arch and began to massage it. “Are you happy working for us, Abby?”

“Y-Yes! Did I do something that made you think I don’t like working for you?”

Hmm. They’d have to work on her insecurity. “Not at all. In fact, we think you’re the best secretary we’ve ever had. It just occurred to us we never told you that—never showed you how much we appreciate you. It’s time that changed.”

“Uh ... thank you. I love working for you, too.”

“Glad to hear it.” Remi brought a strawberry to her mouth. “Open your mouth and take a bite, sweetheart.”

Almost daily, she enjoyed berries, melons, and grapes as a morning or afternoon snack at her desk. Gray remembered every little detail about her she showed them at work. Now, he was looking forward to learning other details that weren’t exactly appropriate at work—like what she sounded like and looked like in the throes of passion that wasn't self-induced.

Remi waited patiently for her to follow his command. When she parted her pretty lips, he rubbed the sweet fruit along her bottom lip. Her tongue peeked out to take a taste, and Gray held back a groan as he felt himself harden. Opening her mouth wider, she let his twin place the strawberry between her teeth before she bit down. As she chewed, her tongue swiped across her lips, catching the red juices coating them. It took everything in Gray not to pull her toward him and kiss her. That would have to wait a little longer, and he’d be damned if he couldn’t look into her eyes when she realized the kiss was coming.

Sitting on the couch next to her, Remi took her empty hand in his. He began to massage her palm and fingers like Gray was doing to her foot. “Take another sip of wine, Abby.”

“Are you trying to get me drunk?”

His frown quickly became a grin when he realized she was teasing him. Her body was also relaxing under their ministrations—her chin tipped up until her head hit the back of the couch, and her shoulders sagged. It appeared when they took away her sight, and let her other senses take over, her nervousness ebbed. She was giving in to their control just as they’d hoped—exactly as a natural submissive should. They could build on this—the seduction of sweet Abby had begun.

He nodded at Gray, who took the lead as his hands moved to her calves, continuing to caress her. “Abby, Remi and I want to talk to you about something. You know we prefer to date the same woman at the same time, correct? It’s not like we’ve hid it from you or anyone else.”

“Yes. I-I know that.”

“Have you ever thought about being loved by two men at once? About them taking care of you in every possible way? And before you open that pretty, little mouth, I should warn you we want the truth. There’s nothing to be embarrassed about, but neither one of us will tolerate being lied to. Now, answer my question. Have you ever fantasized about two men pleasuring you at the same time?”

Her mouth opened and closed several times. This was a huge struggle for her, they knew, but unless she admitted it to them and herself, she would be resistant to their advances. Gray kneaded her calf muscles as Remi brought her hand to his lips and sucked her index finger into his mouth. Abigail gasped and her hips began to squirm. Gray knew if he ran his hands up her legs, he’d find her pussy hot and wet. “Answer me, little one.”

“Uh ...” Remi licked the V between her first two fingers. Abigail’s pelvis bucked forward and she gasped as if it had been her pussy that had been tongued. “Oh, God! Yes!” Her face flushed with a combination of embarrassment and desire. “I mean ... oh .. I’m ...”

“Shh, sweetheart. That’s exactly what we wanted to hear.”

“W-Why?”

“Because Remi and I have been fantasizing about you for months now. And since we’re fantasizing about you, and you’re fantasizing about two men pleasing you, it’s about time we did something about it. We want you, Abby. We’re going to seduce you. Please you. Care for you. We plan to make you ours. But before you say yes ... or no. . . there are some things you need to learn about us, about what we want to do with you ... and to you.” They had no idea if she was aware they were Dominants in the lifestyle or if she’d just been fantasizing about some slap and tickle when she’d been getting herself off in Remi’s office. They’d have to take this slowly. She now knew they wanted her, but she had no idea what that entailed. It was time for her to learn. His hands had worked their way up to her thighs, just under her skirt, and he squeezed them gently. “Will you give us a chance?”

“Um ... w-why me?”

Remi’s eyes narrowed. “What do you mean, why you?”

“Y-You could have any woman in the world. Why me? I mean, I’m definitely not Aurora.”

“Thank God for that,” Gray muttered loud enough for her to hear.

“I mean, I’m not tall, skinny, and blonde.”

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