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Mario’s swift intake of breath jolted through me as he hissed and gripped my ass, massaging it, massaging my lower back. The contact felt like the gates of paradise were being opened to me. Both men groaned and my clit jumped, causing me to shudder as heat bolted through my nerves like warm water throughout my body, pooling at my fingertips, my toes, the sides of my face—even the fucking tip of my nose.

I was suspended in time and space for a while. When I opened my eyes again, it took a while for me to become aware of the coolness bouncing off my skin as the air hit the sweat droplets streaming down my face, back, and breasts.

“Damn.” That’s all I could say as I rested my head against Anthony’s chest, the allure of my reality kicking in. They were both still inside me, still holding back. As Anthony caressed my damp hair, all I wanted to do was be held by them both while I caught my breath, preparing for the moment they would inevitably have their release after bringing me to mine several times.

I reached behind me for Mario’s hand, too lost in bliss, too heavy from pleasure to get up and lean into him. Catching hold of his fingers, I tugged him forward.

“Just hold me,” I said as he lowered himself against my back, kissing the top of my head. Peace settled through me when I felt the heartbeat of both men pounding through me, mixing with mine. It was the perfect noise as blood coursed through our veins, molding us into one. This was exactly what I wanted, and I was happy with the fact that I chose not to say anything about my role in the case against Crawford & Beam with them. I wasn’t sure what would have happened and if it would’ve cost us this moment. Right now, right here with them was all that was important to me. It felt safe.

Safety soon morphed into hunger as I felt both men kiss me. Mario was moving to kiss my head as he rubbed my ass and used his lips to make a continuous trail downward. Anthony reached for my chin, tilting my head upward to kiss me on my eyelids and then my lips while stroking my breast. Mario used his tongue lick the inside of my neck just as Anthony pinched my nipple, and just like that, I was ready to go again, moaning. Mario bit my ear, and the warmth of his breath kissed my face as he spoke to me.

“I need to fuck you, may I fuck you?” he murmured, and I gasped, panting, breaking my lips away from Anthony’s to turn my lips to Mario’s for a kiss.

“I’m about to explode,” I heard Anthony groan against my other ear.

Pulling my lips away from Mario, I came up for air, breathing. “Fuck me.”

Mario’s fingers bunched in my hair, tugging ever so lightly. “That’s all I needed to hear,” he said before the coolness of the lube struck my skin and I felt him pull out long enough to coat his pleasure stick and my anus before slipping back in, oh so slowly. My whole body vibrated.

“Mm, I love the way your pussy grabs me when you’re aroused,” Anthony said, his face tense as he began to thrust himself up inside of me. Their rhythms were off, and it was kind of confusing for a bit, but the slow strokes of Mario caressing my ass and taking care with it coupled with Anthony’s quick pounding soon had me screaming again as another orgasm started to build.

“Fuck, I’m about to cum,” I announced, giving them the signal to do the same. Both men swore and something like a sob escaped them as Mario pulled on my hair again. It felt so good, I wasn’t afraid he was going to scalp me or anything. It just felt like a little massage with an oomph that made sure I felt it. His strokes became less controlled and so did Anthony’s. Soon, the movement of both their hips driving within me became synchronized and I lost bits of my consciousness as I came first.

A storm erupted in my body, deafening me to their movements, and it felt like I’d never stop shaking. And just as I felt like my mind was being cleared again and my ears were being opened, I heard both of them grunt.

“Fuck, I’m cumming,” Anthony said.

“Shit,” Mario said.

And within seconds I could feel them lunge against my ass and vagina, once hard, twice as more of my own pleasure seeped around them, before Mario was pulling himself out of me and collapsing on the side of the bed. I soon eased off Anthony to give him some breathing space as I flopped on my back, laughing. My laughter inspired their own before we fell into the most blissful sleep.

Chapter 23

Tiffany

Afterlastnight,therewas only one thing that could’ve made today tip-top perfect. That was walking into this office knowing I’d successfully managed to separate pleasure and work; entering this space with clear sinuses and a clear head to focus on something that had nothing to do with my personal life. Except as I sat down at my desk and flipped open the file, I was reminded of the virus that was Jared Crawford.

Yet, staring at his name on the document, my eyes began to water out of nowhere as I caught myself wishing that things were different. My chest sank when I found myself picturing Jared there with the guys last night, remembering just how primal and raw he was in that file room and wondering if he would’ve brought that into the bedroom. Maybe I wouldn’t have been able to handle it, but that didn’t stop me from wanting him. My nether regions clenched and my nipples buzzed, frightening me back into the reality of my environment. I blinked back the tears in irritation.

Yeah, I wished things were different, but well, it wasn’t my fault things were the way they were. That was his decision—and it was his damn loss, not mine. I didn’t need to think of how he seemed like the final piece to a complete puzzle when it was all four of us. There was no need to wonder if he’d be just as primal if it were just him and me alone together or if he would be more tender, yet just as passionate.

Those thoughts were no longer a possibility and that was all because of the choice he made. I wasn’t going to be the one to dwell on it. What I shared with Mario and Anthony was more than enough. They were two men who appreciated me and… Oh, shit, they were two men I was betraying by not being truthful to them.

Screw the guilt I felt toward Jared after thinking about how we could’ve been. Jared chose this for himself, and I was just doing my job, damn it. But it was becoming harder to do away with the guilt I was feeling toward Mario and Anthony, even though the truth remained the same—I was just doing my job. And when I came to work, it was meant to be free of all things personal. The two were never supposed to mix again. My mind didn’t need to be consumed with thoughts of them when I needed to focus on work. Been there, done that. I’d turned over a new leaf. Working on this case was not personal.

I gulped against the dissipating boulder in my chest.

Yes, this case was against Crawford & Beam, a place I used to work. But it was also a place where the lines were blurred. This had to be different. I had to be able to do my job without bringing it into the bedroom. That’s what I’d wanted when I left Crawford & Beam. And that was what I was striving for.

I would hope Mario and Anthony would be understanding about it. Besides, it wasn’t as if Crawford & Beam wasn’t working in opposition to the company I currently worked for as well. The company Mario recommended me to. There was no doubt in my mind that if Jared found out that I just got a job here, he would not drop the case, so why was I supposed to? It would benefit Crawford & Beam just as much as it would benefit Bronkers & Associates if either of us were to win. In fact, it would benefit Bronkers & Associates even more so since we were a start-up company that needed the clientele.

Maybe I was overthinking this. It wasn’t like they had to know that I was selected to work on this case. As a new hire, I could be working on any number of cases, and as an associate, I was more than likely not going to represent the company in court, especially since I was fresh here and I was sure many other associates would jump at the opportunity. I hadn’t proven myself here yet, so I didn’t need to be worried they’d even find out. How would they? I could be anyone working on any case and Mario, Anthony, and especially Jared would be none the wiser.

So the secret was safe. I owed Jared Crawford nothing. And well, Mario and Anthony didn’t have to know, especially since I wasn’t doing this out of spite or malice. I was just a fresh college grad trying to follow my passion as a lawyer and this case was just a job.

That’s what I was telling myself to get through the day, anyway. My heels clicked along the white tiled floor as I sashayed down the narrow hallway from the simple law firm library making my way back to my desk, holding the copied documents of my research.

“Ms. Levine, a moment please.” I heard Ms. Saunders’s voice as I walked past her office.

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