Chapter Twenty-Four #2
I’m met with the sight of his straining cock and before I can even think about what to do with that, he’s tugged me down and is spearing his tongue inside of me.
I cry out and clamp my hands down on his muscular chest. He hisses as my nails rake his skin, but he doesn’t let up, working his tongue in and out of me, sucking at my lips, licking over the wetness that has leaked down my inner thighs.
Dominic runs a hand over my ass and up to my lower back, he pushes me forward, his intention is loud and clear. I take hold of his cock with one hand, and press the other into the mattress at his side.
As he devours me, I sink my mouth over him.
He groans, the vibrations making me gasp.
How am I supposed to focus on what I’m doing when I’m struggling not to lose it myself?
Determination to not let him win takes over and I grasp the base of his cock as I bob up and down, swallowing him deep, sucking him on the way up and jacking him with my hand.
“Jesus,” he groans then shoves a finger inside of me, making me stumble forward, his cock sinking further into my throat. “Fuck yes,” he says, his voice muffled. “Take it deeper, fill your throat while I fuck this pussy.”
A gush of wetness pours out, and he laps at it. I’m determined not to come, not yet. But it’s getting harder to hold off. His mouth is working magic.
When I open my eyes, Eli is standing in the doorway. His nostrils are flaring as he watches. I’m not sure Dominic has spotted him yet.
My eyes remain locked on him as I suck up and down on Dominic’s cock and try not to moan too loudly as he works my pussy. Eventually, Eli moves toward the bed, and cups my chin, making me pause but Dominic is still inside my mouth.
“Do you have any idea how fucking beautiful you look right now?” he asks.
Dominic pauses and his mouth comes away from me, but he’s still moving his fingers inside me.
Eli kneels and leans forward, kissing the side of my mouth.
Dominic goes stock still. My lips widen and glide almost all the way off.
Eli takes my hand and makes me continue pumping Dominic’s dick as he comes in closer and kisses me, his tongue lapping inside my mouth and over my lips.
“Let’s switch things up.” Eli murmurs, looking at Dominic.
“Meaning?” he asks.
Eli lifts me up before either of us can protest and I automatically wrap my legs around his hips. He gives me a gentle kiss, then sets me down and goes to drag a chair closer to the bed.
“What the fuck?” Dominic asks.
“Take a seat,” Eli says. He waits, never taking his eyes off Dominic.
“This is only because my dick is too fucking hard to punch you in yours.”
Eli turns his back as Dominic takes a seat. I know what he wants me to do so I kneel down and Dominic spreads his legs and holds his cock up towards me. I bend forward and suck it back into my mouth, running my tongue up the vein on the underside. He groans, tipping his head back.
That is when we both hear the metal clang and a snap.
“Hey! What the fuck is this.”
My mouth drops open. Eli has handcuffed him to the chair. Dominic rattles the cuffs and tries to get up but he can’t. Eli gives me a look and I dip my head then turn back to Dominic.
He’s still protesting as Eli walks around behind me but it’s mixed in with groans as I bob up and down, moving faster, sucking harder and taking him deeper.
I barely hear it when a second chain rattles. Now he’s completely caught.
“I’m gonna kill you for this,” Dominic snarls.
“Later, Eli says. He stands back and watches me while Dominic curses and promises he’s going to break Eli’s legs.
His clothes start to fall on the floor in front of him and he kneels down beside me.
I pause, and Dominic shifts in the seat, his cock sliding down my throat.
He isn’t doing that on purpose he’s still trying to break free.
I’m more shocked than anything else for a split second when Eli leans down, takes hold of my hair and pulls me back, then kisses me, his tongue swirling in my mouth.
“Stroke him,” he whispers. “Let him fuck your hand, sweetheart.”
“Fuck her hand. Shit, you’re a fucking-”
He cuts off when Eli pushes me back so the tip is in my mouth, and my hand is moving up and down. I press my tongue into the slit and Dominic swears for an entirely different reason.
His hands are tugging at the handcuffs, he is going to hurt his wrists. That thought leaves my head when Eli bends and kisses me again. This time Dominic’s cock is closer to his mouth and I look up to gauge his reaction.
His chest is rising and falling, his eyes hooded but he’s still guarded.
Eli keeps moving my hand, his is wrapped around mine now as we both pump. He keeps alternating between kissing me and drawing Dominic’s cock to our mouths. There is no way his own lips and tongue aren’t touching it, and my pulse goes haywire.
If Dominic was going to protest, it dies on his tongue as his whole body starts to go rigid.
“Not yet,” Eli lifts me off.
I don’t think I have ever heard anyone swear and threaten to kill someone so much in my life. I feel bad for him but my pussy is dripping.
He stands up and tugs me with him, moving behind me and cupping my breasts.
Dominic is looking up at us, his eyes full of rage and lust, he’s fighting with himself as he watches Eli pinch my nipples.
His cock is hard against my ass and I’m about to beg someone to give me some relief when he picks me up and lowers me.
“Hold his cock, sweetheart. Take it into that perfect, wet pussy. Show him how much you want him.”
A whimper leaves me but I do as I’m told and lower onto Dominic. He curses again but this time its in pleasure. The cuffs rattle as he tries to touch me but he’s at mine and Eli’s mercy.
Eli steps back and watches.
“Fuck him, Cassie. Hard. I want to see him break for you.”
“I’ll break you,” Dominic growls but again it cuts off as I plant my hands on his shoulders and do exactly as Eli orders.
We fuck hard, Dominic doing the only thing he can, pushing his hips up. I lean in to kiss him but Eli stops me. This time I glare at him but stop when he gives me a hard stare, then he kisses me instead, making me falter.
“Fuck,” Dominic groans as his hips piston upward, bouncing me away from Eli’s mouth.
I grab onto his shoulders and Eli steps back again as I ride Dominic until he growls and his cum fills me, all of it is so much I can’t stop my own orgasm, and grab the back of his neck as I keep moving, dragging every last drop from him.
Our panting breaths echo around the room and I fall forward onto his chest, pressing my lips to his neck, where his pulse is going haywire. Once we gather our wits, he looks over my shoulder.
“Un-cuff me.”
Eli smiles. “Not yet.”
He lifts me off Dominic and bends me over so my hands are on his knees and our faces are almost level.
There is no preamble. He pushes inside of me and I cry out again.
I’m still recovering from the last orgasm and without warning, a mini one rips through me.
Dominic keeps rattling the handcuffs, his jaw is tight as he watches Eli fuck me from behind, right over his lap.
“Instead of fighting it, watch her,” Eli tells him. “Watch how she breaks for us. How she lets us own her.”
I straighten up a little and lean closer. Eli keeps ramming into me, making me moan as I rub my nipples on Dominic’s chest. He sucks one into his mouth, done arguing with Eli.
“Are you going to come for us again, sweetheart,” he asks, holding my hips tight as he pumps in and out.
“Yes.”
“Good girl.”
That sends me over the edge and I let out a scream as Eli pushes into me and comes and Dominic bites one of my nipples.
We’re all spent and I feel like I may pass out. Eli helps me up and takes me to the bathroom.
“You can’t leave him like that,” I say looking back at Dominic.
“He needs to cool off.”
“He’s going to kill you.”
“No he won’t,” he smirks. “Wash up, sweetheart, then come to bed.”
He leaves me alone and closes the door over. I guess if they’re going to fight he doesn’t want me to see. I’m too out of it to care. Actually, I don’t want them to fight. I pull the door back and see them standing facing each other.
“Well that’s a sight,” I bite my lip. They’re both naked. “Should I get some Jell-o?”
Eli laughs and Dominic shakes his head then walks over to the bathroom. He takes great pleasure in flipping Eli off and closing the bathroom door on him. We can hear Eli laughing as he drags me to the shower.
“Are you really mad?” I ask, noticing the red welts on his wrists where he was fighting the cuffs. “Oh shit.”
“I’ll get him back,” he mutters.
“Will I be involved?” I ask with a saucy grin.
“If you behave.”
I laugh and we get into the shower together. I’m too sore for any more fucking and he understands that. Eli worked me over pretty hard. Not that I’m complaining. If they keep doing things like that, I can forgive them for this.
Back in the bedroom, Eli is under the covers, one hand behind his head.
“Uh, what are you doing?” Dominic asks.
“It’s big enough for the three of us,” he says and flicks off the lamp so the room goes dark. I have no idea what time it is. Hell, at this point, I’m not even sure what my name is.
Dominic lets out a deep breath and guides me to the bed. Eli was right, the bed is big, but they’re both huge and it wasn’t really designed for two men of their size and another person.
I rest my head on Dominic’s chest as Eli pushes up behind me, wrapping an arm around my waist.
No one speaks, but we all understand the deeper meaning here. Up until now, we’ve fucked and separated.
This is different. This is acceptance. Begrudging or not, Dominic is staying, and he cups my hand, holding it over his heart.
Maybe I can forgive them for kidnapping me and thinking they can swoop in and take over my life.
Not happening.
For now, I can bask in this feeling, burrowing into the warmth of two men who are getting under my skin. In the morning, they’re going to remember who they’re dealing with.
I wake up alone and more than a little disappointed, then I remember what I have to do today and steel myself.
It takes a lot to drag myself out of bed, I can still smell them, feel the warmth in the sheets left behind by their bodies.
And if I keep my eyes closed, I can still feel them wrapped around me.
Enough of that, it’s time to show them who is the boss. I take a shower, dress in my clothes from yesterday, minus the underwear Eli tore in half and head downstairs.
“Do you own a suit?” I walk into the kitchen, deciding to take the bull by the horns.
Dominic looks up from the plate of pasta he’s eating. It smells delicious but I’m a coffee and go kind of morning person. Plus, it’s odd eating pasta for breakfast.
“Why are you asking?”
“Because Eli has to go to the compound and do his job at the garage and I need to go get my things from my apartment, then go to work.”
“Why would I need a suit for that?”
“Because you’re my new secretary,” I smirk.
Dominic laughs as he leans back in his chair. “That isn’t happening.”
“Protecting me doesn’t mean hiding me away. I’m going to the office to do my job, either you come with me, or I get Eli to ask one of the prospects to handle it.”
“Not a fucking chance,” he scowls. “I’ve seen what kind of prospects they have there right now.”
“Rip got kicked out,” Eli comes into the kitchen, shirtless with damp hair and bare feet. He must have used the other bathroom to shower. He walks towards me, moves my hair aside and kisses my neck, making my heart jack hammer. He pulls away with a grin. “We have a few decent guys.”
Dominic scoffs. “Bullshit. You wouldn’t trust any of them either.”
“After some careful consideration while showering,” he winks at me, not hiding the other connotations to those words. “Hiding her away won’t help anything.”
“You’re not okay with that, you’re trying to look good.”
“I don’t need to try,” Eli grabs two mugs and pours out coffee, handing me one. “If I really wanted to impress anyone, I’d be putting on my suit and going with her.”
“You’re full of shit,” Dominic mutters.
How did one night sharing a bed suddenly turn from animosity into bickering?
“It’s happening with or without you along,” I sip from the mug and eye Dominic over the top of it. “I have my own office, so you don’t need to interact with anyone.”
“Does this job come with benefits?” Dominic asks, rubbing his chin.
Eli pauses and looks at me.
I move closer and place one palm on the table, leaning closer to him. “Like getting on your knees under my desk and burying your tongue inside me?” I ask, hoping it gets a rise out of him.
“Fuck the garage, I’ll do it.”
“Piss off,” Dominic gets up glaring at him. “I’m not wearing a fucking suit.”
“Lose the cut at least.”
He looks like he’s going to blow a gasket.
“And no bike.”
Eli laughs and turns his back on us making breakfast. This is about as relaxed as they’re going to get, and I find myself enjoying it. Once we step outside, we will go back to being the people we want the world to see.
I don’t give Dominic room for more argument and begrudgingly get on his bike to get to my place.
He doesn’t comment on the fact my bare ass pussy is pressed into his ass.
I’d punch him in the dick if he did. I’m surprised to find my car at my apartment, and he explains one of his men brought it home for me last night.
I’m not sure how to feel about someone else driving my expensive car but it serves me to have it here, I guess.
After packing a couple of bags and changing my outfit, we head out. Mace leaves his cut in the trunk when we get to the office. He looks intimidating and un-secretary like but it’s going to have to do. I’ll get him into a suit tomorrow.
He groans as we go inside and wait for the elevator. Everyone is staring, and he’s giving his best glower back.
“You could stay in the car,” I say as the elevator opens and I get inside.
“Watch it, Cassie,” he follows me in, not giving anyone a chance to join us. The doors close and he crowds me to the back of the space. “Or I won’t be on my knees. I’ll be fucking you over the desk with your door wide open for everyone to see.”
Okay then.