Chapter 19
Coffee Break
Sara
The afternoon goes by quicker than the morning. It’s four o’clock when I look up at the time, stretch, and decide to grab more coffee. Today has been quiet. The guys are all in their offices getting work done.
It feels like last week but missing the edge of worry. I’m still concerned about Tom. But I don’t have to worry about what the guys think of me. Now I know they all want to fuck me, which is exactly what I want too.
There’s an alcove on this side of the office with a small counter for the coffee maker. It’s around a corner so it’s tucked out of the way. The coffeepot is empty, which makes sense for this time of day. It’s only for the partners’ suite, so Wyatt, Finn, Dante, and Tom. And now me.
I could go over to the large break room where there’s always a fresh pot. But I need the break and don’t want to run into Greg or anyone else. I freshen up the coffee maker and start a pot. Leaning back against the wall, I close my eyes, remembering lunch.
My pulse races and my insides heat thinking about how naughty it felt to fuck Wyatt on the couch in his office during lunch.
And no one but us knows. Even when Finn and Dante came back, they didn’t suspect.
I didn’t think I’d like the secrecy of our situation, but there’s something to be said about the forbidden feel of it.
Of getting away with something clandestine.
As we basked in the afterglow, we talked a little about aftercare and what it entails. I liked the bath and lying down with him after our scene. A shiver runs through me, thinking about having him punish me for coming again.
I blow out a breath. The coffee is just beginning to drip when Finn comes around the corner, reading something on his phone. His dark eyebrows are furrowed over his green eyes as he sets his coffee cup down.
He pauses like there’s a disturbance in the force and turns toward me with a slow smile.
“Flower.” His voice sends a little shiver down my spine. His eyes take me in.
“Finn.” I nod toward the coffeepot. “Coffee break time?”
His grin grows as he closes in on me. He glances toward the open doorway before leaning over me, propping his arm on the wall above my head. He traces the neckline of my shirt, igniting sparks inside me.
“How long do you have?” His eyes search mine as he trails his finger down the front of my shirt, skimming the surface. My nipples tighten and I get wet just thinking of what we could do.
I glance at the coffeepot. My coffee mug dangles in my hand beside my skirt. “Maybe a minute or two.”
He smirks and grabs my chin. “I’ll make the most of it.”
When his mouth comes down over mine, my heartbeat quickens. Anyone could walk in here and see him kissing me. His tongue demands entrance and I open beneath him. My hand grabs onto his tie to keep him close as we both explore each other’s mouths.
Making out in the coffee alcove should be on the job listing. Especially if it’s with Finn. He’s a great kisser.
Someone clears their throat. Fuck. I pull away from Finn. My hand covers my lips as my face burns.
“It’s like you want to get caught.” Dante shakes his head as he refills his coffee mug. He holds the pot out to me and I lift my mug for him to fill.
Finn smirks and brushes my jaw with his knuckles. My insides tumble over themselves. “Knew it was you coming. I don’t think Sara even realized you were watching.”
The world could have been burning, but I was too lost in the kiss to notice.
I arch my eyebrow at Dante. “You were watching?”
Dante takes a sip of his coffee and shrugs. “You’re both beautiful people. Who wouldn’t want to watch?” He catches my chin with his fingers, tipping my face up as he presses a kiss against my lips. “Public displays are going to be fun with you, pip. You flush such pretty shades of pink and red.”
I don’t know what to say to that. The only one who can truly get away with public displays will be Drew, but I don’t want to bring that up. I take a sip of my coffee.
Finn slides his hand over my hip and leans in close to my ear. “Tonight I’m not going to wake you when I fuck you. Just watch you grow pink all over before you come on my cock. You’ll wake with my cum deep inside you.”
I press my thighs together against the ache growing and give him a coy smile. I can’t imagine staying asleep while he fucks me, but I’m willing to let him try as many times as he needs to get it right. “You can try.”
As I walk out of the alcove, I brush against Dante, gliding my hand over his hard stomach. My eyes capture his light blue ones. “See you, boss.”
His chuckle follows me across the office to my door.
My panties are damp, and if I thought I could’ve convinced them to fuck me, I would have.
But I have work to finish before tonight.
Taking a few breaths, I get settled at my desk and lose myself in the columns of numbers until a knock makes me lift my head.
“It’s time, princess.” Drew leans in the doorway with his hands in his pockets and his ankles crossed. His suit fits him like a glove. He should be a model.
“Give me a minute.” I hold up my hand as I close down my programs and log out of my computer for the night. “Done.”
I grab my purse and stand with a smile. I may not have played with Finn and Dante at work today, but surprisingly, I did with Wyatt. And now, I get to play with Drew for a while before we go back to scanning security footage until our eyes cross.
“Do I need to check you out like a library book?” His hand slips around my waist and draws me in tight against him. He glances toward Dante’s office.
I tip my chin to look him in his smiling brown eyes. “You want to borrow me?”
He lowers his head until his mouth hovers over mine. “No, princess. I want to take you home and do all the bad things to you. Break your binding, bend your pages, get you all hot and sticky.”
“I’m not sure I approve of how you take care of books.” I smile against his lips.
“Who’s talking about books?” His lips claim mine, right there in the doorway of Tom’s office. Anyone could walk by. Anyone could see us. He deepens the kiss and a whimper forms in the back of my throat as I grab the lapels of his suit and lean into him.
He lifts his head and smooths his thumb beside my lips. “You’re going to get me in trouble with your bulldogs.”
“That’s the way she is.” Wyatt’s voice makes me blush. He walks over to us. “Can we take a moment?”
He gestures to Tom’s office and Drew nods, ushering me inside with his hand at the small of my back. Wyatt closes the door behind him. I put my hands on my hips and wait for whatever Wyatt has to say.
“What time do you want us to come over?” Wyatt’s dark eyes focus on Drew and not me.
Drew steps behind me and pulls me back against him. “You mean how long do I need to fuck Sara?”
Wyatt’s gaze drops to me for a second as his lips tighten. “We need to figure out this thing with Tom, and I’d rather not spend the whole night combing security footage.”
Drew wraps his arms around me and begins to unbutton my blouse. What the fuck is he doing? But hell, so far he hasn’t done anything I haven’t liked. I let my hands drop as I lean back against him. I focus on Wyatt.
“Oh, so you want to know how long you’ll have to fuck Sara later?” Drew’s smirk can be heard in his words. He pulls my shirt open and then reaches for the zipper of my skirt.
My skin buzzes as Wyatt’s gaze falls helplessly to my breasts cupped in my bra. My nipples tighten, remembering how he made me come just by playing with my breasts.
Drew releases my skirt and it falls to the floor. He touches me over my hips, up my sides, to my breasts. “I mean, I’m always willing to share, but I do want to fuck her first in my apartment and that might take some time.”
He slides his hands into the cups of my bra and draws my breasts up and out. My panties are soaked now. I’m nearly naked in the office, more so than when Wyatt took me at lunch.
“Could you use a release, princess?” Drew’s lips move against my ear as his hand slides down over my trembling stomach. “Are these bulldogs taking care of your needs?”
His hand dips below my panties, and he cups my bare pussy while his other hand toys with my nipple. I let out a sigh and meet Wyatt’s darkened eyes.
“She had a very good lunch, didn’t you, trouble?” He gives me a sly smile.
My lips part as Drew strokes my clit.
“I’m sorry I missed it.” He kisses my ear. “How many times did you get off, princess?”
“Once,” I whisper, caught up in following his finger with my hips and watching Wyatt.
Wyatt’s hands tighten into fists. “She’s still getting used to having sex.”
Drew eases his fingers inside me. “But not getting off. You’ve gotten off plenty, haven’t you, princess?”
“Mmhmm.” My eyes close and I arch into his touch as he works his fingers in and out. Warmth and the scent of leather close in on my front. I open my eyes and lift my gaze to Wyatt’s as his fingers join Drew’s on my pussy.
I’m caught between the two of them with both their hands in my panties. Wyatt cups my other breast. The way they touch me is different. Wyatt’s touch is possessive while Drew’s is sensual.
“Show her how we’ll want her in your play room.” Wyatt’s voice is dark as his finger slides in with Drew’s inside me, stretching me.
I gasp and my head falls back on Drew’s shoulder.
“You want her spread open and helpless, open to take our cocks one after the other?” Drew kisses my neck.
A shiver works through me as I come all over their fingers, crying out. Wyatt’s mouth cuts me off, swallowing my noises as my pussy pulses around their fingers, clenching and releasing. As wave after wave crashes over me.
“Don’t worry, princess. My room is soundproof. You can be as loud as you want with me.” Drew chuckles as he tweaks my nipple, sending an aftershock through me.
Wyatt continues to kiss me. He strokes my sensitive clit, building me higher. I gasp as another release takes me under. Drew kisses my neck.
“Maybe I’ll tie you to the bed and blindfold you.” He trails kisses up to my ear. “Do you think you’ll know whose cock is fucking you now?”
I whimper as he pulls his fingers from inside me. Wyatt lifts his mouth from mine but doesn’t back up as he slips another finger into me and strokes my clit.
“Be my good little whore and clean my fingers.” Drew touches his wet fingers to my lips.
My gaze lifts to Wyatt’s as I part my lips and suck on Drew’s fingers, tasting myself. Wyatt’s dark eyes search mine as he fucks his fingers in and out of me.
“Give me one more, trouble.” He presses down on my clit and I shatter on a moan. His eyes glow with satisfaction as he takes his hand from me and steps back, drawing a handkerchief from his pocket and wiping his fingers off.
Fuck, I’m ready to bend over Tom’s desk and ask them to fuck me more. Drew rights my bra cups and buttons my shirt, slowly putting me back together. When he kneels behind me, reaching for my skirt at my feet, Wyatt holds out his hand.
“Wait.”
My eyes lift to his expectantly.
“Give me your panties, trouble.” Wyatt raises an eyebrow like he expects me to refuse.
Yeah, I’m going to have fun keeping him guessing. I shimmy them down and step out of my panties, holding them out to him. “Here you go, sir.”
He steps into me, taking my panties and crumpling them in his hand. He tips my chin up. “Be ready, trouble. When I get to Drew’s, I’m going to fuck you.”
I press my thighs together and hold his eyes. I can’t wait. “Promises. Promises.”