Chapter 3
JULIAN
Alex and Dante had agreed to let me lead, and I did so with my usual charm and charisma. Harper was most comfortable with me. Most women were. Dante scared the shit out of them, and Alexander was just too damned broody to be flirty.
Harper locked eyes with me, and her tongue darted out to wet her lips.
The sight went straight to my cock, and I almost groaned with the pulsing need to bend Harper over the desk and sink into her. A shudder rippled down her body.
I tracked the movement while taking another step toward her.
“You did not mean to send us a sexy photo of yourself, and you came here when ordered. That sounds like a very strong contradiction. Tell me, Harper.” I dragged out her name in a low whisper that caused her to shiver again.
“What would you consider fair punishment for your actions?”
“I…” She wet her lips again. “I don’t know.”
“Julian.” The edge to Dante’s voice told me to get the fuck on with it.
I waved him off with a smirk. I knew what I was doing. “What I need to know is whether you consider us attractive.”
Her eyes went wide. “You’ve got to be shitting me. You know damned well you’re attractive.” Her cheeks pinked, and she covered her face with both hands. “Sorry. I didn’t mean it like that. It’s just. You.” A ragged sound tore out of her. “Fuck, I’m screwed.”
“Only if you want to be.” I made sure she heard me, delighted when her head snapped up and her hands fell away.
“What?” Confusion and what looked like hope warred in her expression.
This time when I moved, I didn’t stop until we stood toe to toe.
“You’re not screwed unless you want to be.
” I held up a finger. “Consider this a one-time transaction. No power play. No consequences. You will not say yes because we are your bosses and you feel obligated to agree because of your job. If you say yes, it will be because you want us. If you say no, nothing further will happen. You will not lose your job no matter what you choose. Those are our terms.”
She stared up at me, her blue eyes so innocent I barely resisted kissing her right then and there. “No consequences?”
“None.” I cupped her face in one hand and brushed my thumb along her jaw. “Seeing you in that picture made my cock so hard, Harper. I want you. We all do, but only if you agree. Say no and it all goes away. We’ll never mention it again.”
Harper made a low, keening sound in the back of her throat.
What would it feel like if she did that with my cock in her mouth? Damn. It was going to be a hell of a night. If this was my one chance with Harper, I wanted every damned thing.
“You’re offering to have sex with me?” Harper shook her head, her gaze shifting away from me and falling on Alexander then Dante. “Why?” She took a step back, forcing me to either follow or let my hand fall. “I’m not the kind of woman any of you would ever want.”
“Excuse me?” Dante’s nostrils flared.
“Oh, shit.” I tsked at Harper. “You woke up the dragon.”
“What? It’s the truth. Look at me.” She motioned at her body, her beautiful curves that made my mouth water. “You don’t want this.”
“Do not tell me what I want.” Dante’s hands eased from his pockets and fell to his sides.
I tipped my head toward Harper. “You are exactly what I want. I like healthy women. I like curves.” I winked. “I like tits and ass and being able to hold on when I slide my cock deep enough to make you sing a heavenly song.”
Harper’s mouth worked, but whatever she was about to say evaporated when Dante pinched her chin between his thumb and forefinger.
He forced her chin up and met her eyes. “Never say that about yourself again. You are beautiful. If perfect had a body, it would be yours. You will not put yourself down. Do you understand?”
He waited for her answer, and when she tried to nod he gripped her tighter. “Use your words, Harper. Use that incredible mouth of yours and tell me whether you understand.”
“I understand.” It was barely more than a whisper, but it was enough.
Dante released her. “Good. Now you may decide whether to say yes to our proposal.”
“Yes.” The force of her answer told me all I needed to know.
I’d sensed her attraction when we first met, but as Alexander loved to point out, this broke the rules.
Rules we had written and enforced ourselves.
I’d never been one to follow rules, especially when I wanted something as much as I wanted Harper.
I nudged my way between her and Dante and slid my hands across her shoulders.
“There are no rules tonight except one.” I waited for her gaze to lock onto mine before I continued.
“If you want to stop, say it. No is acceptable. Stop will be obeyed. If anything we do makes you uncomfortable, we will stop.”
“I’m not sure I understand.” The honesty in her words charmed me in a way nothing else could.
I kissed the corner of her mouth, tasting hints of wine and her peony fragrance. “There are three of us, and one of you. We like to share.”
Her breath caught in a delicious inhale that pushed her breasts into my chest.
I groaned and kissed her again. “We can take turns, if that’s what you want.”
“I’ve never…I mean. I’m not sure what I want.” Her hands fluttered at her sides as though even they didn’t know what to do or where to go.
I could solve that problem. I grasped her wrists and brought her arms up around my neck. When I let go, she tangled her fingers in my hair.
“There are far too many clothes between us, don’t you think?” I undid the button on her jacket and spread it open. The white shirt underneath showed the outline of her body, the supple curves of her breasts and hips. I ran my hand around her back and untucked the shirt.
We broke apart long enough for her to remove her jacket. I did the same, as did Dante and Alexander. Shirts went next, but I stopped Harper before she removed her pants, stilling her hands as I grasped her wrists again and backed her toward the couch.
She eyed my chest, and I followed her gaze, curious what had snagged her full attention. My tattoos. “There are so many.”
I knelt to remove her shoes and socks, then eased her pants and panties down over her hips and left them in a pile.
I grinned as I stood. “You can touch them.” She wasn’t the first to be fascinated with the tattoos spanning my torso and ribs.
Full sleeves covered both arms, ending at my wrists so my cuffs hid them from nosy businessmen who would try and undercut our business because of my wildness.
Harper raised a hand and placed it in the center of my chest, her smooth palm covering the small heart-shaped tattoo wrapped in thorns.
It was the first piece I’d ever had inked, and despite the cliche it represented, it marked a turning point in my life.
Eyes on my chest, Harper leaned forward and kissed just above her fingertips.
A warm feeling built in my chest. But now was not the time. I punted it aside and concentrated on Harper.
I eased her down on the couch and leaned over her, one hand on the couch alongside her head and the other weighing the full heaviness of her breast.
I flicked my thumb over the taut nipple, and she gasped. I did it again, slamming my lips to hers to swallow the sound of her pleasure.
Completely naked and on display for Dante and Alexander, and at my mercy. Hesitant strokes of her hands up and down my chest stoked my desire. I wanted her pleading for release, and I wanted her so hot for all three of us that she lost the ability to think.
It all started here. Now. With me.
I pinched her nipple, rolling it between my thumb and forefinger. When she arched and gasped into my mouth, I lowered my other hand between her legs. She stiffened then relaxed, reminding me to take things slow. We were asking a lot of her, especially if she was as innocent as we believed.
That damned picture she’d sent us burned in the back of my mind. It was nothing compared to the beauty of her naked body. I broke off the kiss to watch her face as I slid a finger inside her. My cock twitched when her walls fluttered.
“So responsive.” I curled my finger and dragged it out in a slow stroke.
Harper bucked her hips and grabbed my shoulders. “What are you doing?”
Dante appeared beside me. “Has no one touched you before?”
A look of pure shame lowered her eyes. “Yes. I’m not a virgin.”
“That isn’t what I asked.” Dante tugged the knees of his slacks, adjusting them as he sat beside Harper.
“Has anyone made you come using their mouth or their fingers? Or have you been unlucky enough to have suffered through the thirty seconds of a man finding his pleasure while leaving you lacking?”
Her silence answered for her.
“Fuck.” Dante shook his head. “That is criminal, Harper. We are not like that. Your pleasure matters more than our own.”
“What he means is, we’re going to make you come so many times you’re going to lose count.
Only when you’re so completely satisfied that you forget who you are will we let ourselves join you.
” I added another finger to her already quivering pussy and pushed deep.
“We start like this.” I pumped harder, filling her with my fingers and using my thumb to press her clit, massaging it in slow circles.
“Oh god.” Her head fell back, her body finding a rhythm to meet my strokes as she climbed toward her first release.
“That’s it.” I encouraged her even as I lowered my head and blew a soft breath over her exposed clit.
Dante rubbed his palms over her breasts, then pulled a nipple into his mouth.
Alexander held himself back. He’d join in when he was ready, but for now he had to work through the ethics of our decision. His rock hard cock did some major convincing on which way he was leaning, but we knew better than to push.
I eased onto my knees and nudged Harper’s legs open. She bolted upright at the first swipe of my tongue.
Dante growled and kissed the side of her neck.
He grabbed her leg around the knee and hiked it into his lap.
“Look at me.” Harper’s head snapped in his direction.
“Good girl. Now. Look at Julian. Look at what he is doing to you. Look at how you respond to him. He wants you. We all do. My cock aches to be in that pussy. Do you want me inside you?”
“Yes.” She barely breathed as I pressed my tongue hard against her clit, swirling and stroking it as I increased the pressure of my fingers and deepened my thrusts. “Ohhh.”
“That’s it.” Alexander broke with her cries. “Fuck me, but I need to hear that again.”
I added a third finger and curled them, hitting that sweet spot at the same time I dragged my tongue across her clit and pulsed it against her.
She grabbed my hair by the handful, her head thrashing side to side. “I don’t know what to do. Oh god. I’m coming.”
“That’s all you have to do.” Dante pulled her leg up higher, giving me better access. “Look at Alexander. He needs to see you.”
Harper obeyed Dante, her head lifting from the back of the couch. She looked at me first, her eyes going wide at the sight of my face buried between her legs.
Before she had a chance to feel ashamed or worried, she faced Alexander.
He stood ramrod straight beside the desk. Nothing about Alexander was easy, but he would die before he hurt her.
So would I, but I’d also rather die than not have this night with her. If this was our one chance, I planned on making the best of it.
With a gasp, Harper came apart around my fingers.
Her body stiffened, her walls clamping down and her hips rolling so she rode my face, seeking every possible drop of pleasure.