28. Hands on Demonstration
Madison
My panties are damp as I ride down to let Fox up to the apartment with the weekly groceries. Seth didn’t want me to clean up after. I try to keep my thighs together as I step out of the elevator to see if he’s on his way.
My skirt is definitely rumpled, but hopefully it just looks like I’ve been sitting too much. Fortunately, the receptionist is busy and by herself today. Courtney is nowhere in sight. After this weekend, I don’t want to run into her again.
Sure, there really was someone in there with me, but I can’t tell her that. What if she’s working with whoever is stalking me? I can’t risk it. Besides, the guys want me to keep it to our group for now. And Hope.
The outside door opens, and Fox grins at me as he makes his way to the receptionist. He pauses, and she’s so busy she just waves him on.
“Good afternoon, Madison.” He gives me his cocky grin.
“Fox.” I hold the elevator doors open while he puts the first load in.
“Give me one sec.” He hurries back out and I take a breath. He’s a nice enough guy. If I were free, I might have been interested in him. Maybe he’d like Hope.
Are Hope and I close enough for me to suggest guys to date? I don’t know the protocol of friendships. I pull out my phone.
Me:
If I knew a cute guy who might be single, would you be interested?
Hope:
Maybe. Is he Coop hot?
No one is Coop hot. But Fox has a carefree attitude and is cute.
Me:
Maybe not Coop-level hot, but he’s good-looking. I don’t know much about him. He delivers the groceries.
Hope:
??
Me:
I’ll text you when we head back down to the lobby, so you can sneak a peek at him on his way out.
Hope:
Ok
Fox returns with the second load, and I slip my phone into my pocket.
“You made it another week,” he exclaims as I push the button for the apartment level.
“So have you.” I raise my eyebrow.
He grins and leans into the corner with his hands in his pockets. “You liking the job?”
“It suits me.” Warmth creeps up my neck. This morning and afternoon have been busy, and I still have work to do, but my bosses like to fuck me. And often. And I definitely enjoy being fucked by them.
“You definitely aren’t like the others.” He chuckles.
I don’t even want to know what that means. The elevator reaches our floor, and I hold the door open while he unloads. I hurry to the apartment door to open it for him as he carries a couple of bags inside.
Helping him bring in the bags, I set them on the counter. When we finish, I take out my phone and text Hope the word Now.
“You sure you don’t want me to help put these away?” Fox blows his hair out of his eyes as he looks me over. He’s asked that every week so far. It’s kind of sweet, but also not allowed.
“I’ve got it from here.” I lead him to the door and call the elevator. “Thank you for the offer.”
Fox shrugs as he enters the elevator. “If I thought you’d say yes, I’d ask you to coffee sometime.”
“I’m not really available.” I press the ground floor and take a breath. Thank goodness I now have an excuse. “I’m seeing someone.”
“Knew I should have asked weeks ago.”
Smiling softly to let him down easy, I shake my head. “Not sure the answer would have been yes then, either.”
“That’s a shame.” Fox leans into the corner.
The elevator is mercifully quick, and when the doors open, Fox flashes me a grin. “See you next week.”
My gaze darts around, looking for Hope. “Yeah, see you.”
He heads out with his hands in his pockets, whistling. I pull out my phone and check to see if Hope read my text.
“Hold the elevator.”
The receptionist looks at who called out. I turn to see Coop heading toward me. He gives me a huge grin and pulls me into his arms. I don’t have time to react as his lips take mine. This isn’t a light peck but a we’re-definitely-fucking type of kiss. For a moment, everything around us fades away as I fall into his kiss.
“Thanks, sweetheart.” Coop raises his gaze to look over my shoulder and winks at the receptionist, who I imagine caught this whole thing. My cheeks flush with heat as he straightens.
“Really, Coop?” I whisper as I head into the elevator.
He joins me with an arched eyebrow as he hits the apartment level button. He closes in on me, taking my hands in his. With our hands locked next to my head, he presses me against the wall. My breath catches and my knees get weak. The hold these guys have over me is powerful and intoxicating.
“Have to lay my claim wherever I can. Before word of you and me in the file room makes its rounds. Can’t let people think I’m just fucking you.” His nose rubs against mine, and my eyelids lower as butterflies fly through my veins.
“I need to put away the groceries,” I whisper as he closes in on my lips again. His crisp cologne flows over me. I crave everything he can give me.
“We have an elevator ride.” He skims over my lips before his chin brushes the top of my scarf. His scruff rasps against my jaw as he tugs my scarf out of the way, sending ripples of desire through me. “Have I told you how much I want to just sit and appreciate your beautiful neck with my lips and teeth?”
He kisses my neck gently. His tongue flicks out to taste my skin. The only thing holding me up is the elevator wall behind me. Reaching up, he unwinds my scarf, then lets it fall to the floor. My eyes open to find him studying my neck.
His fingers reach out to trace the marks Jeff’s assault left behind. “Still hurt, sweetheart?”
My heart is firmly lodged in my throat, making it impossible to speak, so I shake my head. The purple faded into green and yellowish brown, and now that’s fading into light brown. He gently traces over my bruises, making me shiver.
His fingers linger at the spot where my neck and shoulder meet. Teasing, stroking, lighting a fire we won’t have time for him to put out. His eyes meet mine. “Can I kiss you here?”
“Yes, please,” I whisper.
His silky hair brushes my jaw as he kisses, sucks, and nibbles at the spot, turning me into a pile of mush. The elevator dings its arrival.
Coop captures my lips in a hard kiss before resting his head against mine. “If I didn’t have so much work to do, I’d follow you in and fuck you on the counter until you screamed my name.”
I bite my lip at how much I want that.
“You cause me nothing but trouble, my little whore.” He smacks my ass. “Out before I ravish you.”
I linger for a second. His laughter follows me to the door.
* * *
Without the toy buzzing inside me randomly, I actually get work done in the late afternoon. I changed my skirt and panties but picked a similar thong for when Seth calls me into his office.
The guys are all still working. It’s a little past six before Seth asks me to come in. Focused on his computer, he doesn’t say a word as I walk in. I close the door but don’t engage the lock.
I take my time taking off my shirt and skirt. His gaze flicks to me briefly before focusing on the computer screen again. There’s a space cleared for me across from him. I lean over and rest my chest and cheek against the cool wood, my hands flat on the surface next to me.
Seth reaches over to his phone and dials it. “I need to see you in my office.”
My panties are already damp. I don’t know who he’s calling in or what he’ll have them do. Maybe he’s decided I was naughty and called Blake in to hand out more punishment. My insides churn with want. With the heels on, my ass is tipped up, and whoever enters the office is going to get an eyeful.
The door opens and closes. Seth nods his head toward me before he returns to typing.
Heat closes in on me from behind, and the soft scent of the outdoors on a sunny day washes over me.
Noah.
His hands brush over my hips, and I shudder under his touch.
“Did you get all your work done today, kitten?”
“Yes.” I worked diligently the last few hours and cleaned the slate because I didn’t want to miss whatever Seth had planned. Punishment is fun but rewards are better.
Noah’s finger slips between my thong and my skin at the base of my spine, trailing down between my ass cheeks to brush over my pussy. I suck in a breath and close my eyes at the sparks lighting me up. I began my day fucking Noah. Ending my workday with him fucking me seems like a nice bookend.
His fingers slide inside my pussy. “Who did you fuck today, after this morning?”
“Coop, Blake, and Seth,” I bite out as he pumps his fingers in and out of me, tugging on the thong, making it rub against my asshole. Tingles chase through me.
“Fuck, kitten, that’s a lot of cocks. You sure you want more?” Noah’s low, scratchy voice makes my pussy pulse around his fingers.
“Yes, Noah. I want you to fuck me.”
When the typing suddenly stops, I glance up at Seth. He’s leaning back in his chair, watching the two of us. Always watching. Liquid desire flows through me.
Noah draws his fingers out of me. The sound of him sucking them clean makes my core clench. He parts my ass cheeks, and the thong teases my asshole more.
Seth opens a drawer and pulls out a beaded toy, passing it and a bottle of lube to Noah in front of my face. I’d clench my thighs together against the ache, but I don’t. Anticipation wells in me, remembering when Seth used beads on me before.
“Thank you,” Noah says, making me wetter.
I don’t move from my spot. Noah tugs my panties down over my ass, exposing me but not taking them off. The squirt of the lube is the only sound over the hum of the computer and their breaths. Noah parts my cheeks with one hand while his cool finger prods my puckered hole.
My body tenses in eagerness, but I will myself to relax into his touch.
“Good girl.” He slides his finger inside and presses the walls, coating my insides with lube.
A belt buckle clinks, drawing my attention to Seth. He undoes his belt and then lowers his zipper. He pulls out his hard cock, and my pussy weeps with need. I lick my lips as he strokes his hand down his cock. I should be embarrassed by how much I need what these men give me. My pussy is soaking wet, so fucking ready.
Noah pulls his fingers out and feeds the beads into my ass one at a time. Filling me up. Stretching me, pushing me higher. Each one is a little bigger than the last until the base touches my ass. When he pulls out the last thick bead and then sinks it back inside me, my pussy gushes.
He walks away and opens a door. I breathe through the feeling of being full while Seth strokes his cock before me. I ache between my thighs. Water turns on and, after a minute, shuts off.
Returning, Noah puts his hands on my ass cheeks, pulling them apart again. The clink of his belt makes my insides buzz with anticipation. The slow draw of his zipper makes me shift on my heels. Everything they do right now is achingly slow.
His cock nudges at my entrance before he thrusts all the way inside. I gasp at the sudden fullness. My fingers clench on the desk next to my head. My pussy pulses around his hard length.
“Such a good kitten.” Noah’s fingers wrap around the base of the beads. He lifts out three beads before sinking in two of them and then drawing out three more. Then he feeds all of them in again. My pussy throbs around his cock as I pant. I need to come.
Seth’s hand moves, drawing my attention. A little black box is between his fingers, and he presses down. The beads in my ass vibrate and I lose it. I come so hard, black edges my vision. My pussy tightens around Noah. Dragging his cock along every firing nerve, he thrusts in and out of me like a piston as the beads knock against each other and shift in my ass with the vibration.
I squeeze my eyes shut as Noah’s fingers dig into my hips, his cock pushing me higher and higher in orgasmic bliss. The beads come out of me one at a time. Too lost in the feeling, I can’t count them. They push back in, and I convulse again, strangling Noah’s cock with the force of my orgasm.
“Now, Seth.” Noah’s voice is strained as he thrusts deep inside and roars as he comes. The beads all come out quickly, making me scream as the pleasure is too much.
If Noah wasn’t holding me up, I would crumple to the ground.
“What the fuck—?” Blake’s and Coop’s voices chorus as the door hits the wall.
Noah smooths his hands over my hips as aftershocks ripple through me. “Just Madison coming so fucking hard she strangled my dick.”
Taking a deep breath in, I release it. I sense more than feel them all behind me, looking at Noah’s cock buried in my pussy and my worked-over asshole.
“All of them?” Coop asks. “Fuck me.”
I can only assume he’s talking about the beads. Blake’s hand trails down my spine, and an aftershock ripples through me.
“She’s so fucking sensitive right now.” Noah pumps his still-hard cock in me, and another aftershock goes through me. I whimper at the overwhelming feeling.
I open my eyes and meet Seth’s as he leans against the wall, stroking himself while staring at my face. I lick my lips as my eyes follow his hand’s motion.
His gaze goes behind me. “Fuck her pussy, but her ass is mine tonight.”