Chapter Eighteen
Sadie
I am sitting at my desk, catching up on paperwork, when there is a knock at the door. “Come in,” I call out. When I look up, I see that it’s Todd.
Ever since Stacy told me that Todd wants to and has wanted to fuck me for a long time, I can’t look at him without imagining what it would be like.
I don’t know why I’m surprised. He railed Stacy when the guys fucked me to near death last year, when I finally opened up about what Paul and Leo did to me.
“You missed our lunch date,” he says as he sits in front of my desk. Todd and I always go to lunch together on Wednesdays. Sometimes Stacy can join, but today she couldn’t, and I apparently cannot be trusted alone with people.
“I was busy,” I say simply.
“Too busy to call?” he asks.
“I apologize, Todd. I have a lot on my mind. Can I do something for you?” I ask, looking up at him.
He smirks and stands up. As he rounds the desk, I take a deep breath.
He doesn’t touch me, but he puts his hands on either side of me and leans in.
It’s not any different from what he does anytime he’s here.
“Why are you going over contracts by yourself?” he asks, tapping the papers in front of me.
“Because I’m a big girl who knows how to read,” I sass. “It’s just employee contracts that are getting renewed.”
“Oh, Sadie,” he says as he starts to gently knead my shoulders. Again, nothing is any different from what he’s done before. Why does it suddenly make my pussy ache? I have absolutely no willpower to say something. It feels so fucking good.
“Fuck, that’s nice,” I groan and drop my head in my hands when he presses in harder with his thumbs. I have my thighs pressed together because the more he does this, the more it makes my pussy throb.
“Why are you so stressed out, Sadie?” he asks as he continues.
“Don’t ask me questions when you do that. I might tell the truth,” I say, trying not to make more noise.
“Come on. What’s going on with you? Ever since Saturday, you’ve been weird.”
“I’m always weird,” I remark.
“You are a terrible liar, you know that?” he asks.
“Am I? I don’t think I’ve told a lie yet,” I say.
“What did you and Stacy talk about Saturday?” he asks, pressing harder.
“My emotions,” I say.
“Sadie,” he says with a warning in his tone. I groan again when he moves his hands down my back, pressing his thumbs in on either side of my spine. His hands spread across my back, and I lay my head on my arm atop my desk. “Why are you and Stacy being secretive all of a sudden?”
“Mutual fantasies of us being together,” I say, chuckling. It’s not a lie, really. We’ve been texting about it all week.
He hits a spot in my lower back that makes my back arch, and I nearly moan. “Todd,” I say softly.
“Yes?” he asks innocently.
“Bro, you’re going to have to stop or...” I stop mid-sentence when the door to my office opens. Todd presses in again, getting the same reaction.
“I’d be a bit concerned if I hadn’t known it was Todd in here,” Mason laughs.
“She skipped out on lunch without calling,” Todd says.
“Yeah, she’s been shady for days. Get any information out of our sweet Sadie? She’ll melt into a puddle if you keep hitting all the right places like that,” Mason says.
“She sort of admitted to talking to Stacy about something, but she’s being just as evasive as Stacy.”
“Here. Watch this,” Mason says as he steps behind me. When Todd’s hands move, I sit up, but I crumble when Mason starts rubbing my neck.
“Fuck, that’s not fair,” I groan.
“Speak up, babe. What are you and Stacy being secretive about?” he asks.
“It’s a vagina-only chat,” I say with a breathy moan. Mason suddenly stops and spins my chair around.
“Excuse me?” he asks with a smirk.
“It’s a...”
“I heard you,” he says. “What do you mean by chat? You haven’t seen her since Saturday,” Mason asks. When I say nothing, he looks up, and Todd has a grin stretched across his face.
Shit. They know we’ve been texting.
I slip out of my chair and duck under Mason’s arm before he can grab me. I pivot out of Todd’s reach and run for the door. I know they are following, so I go to the stairwell. I won’t get away if I wait for the elevator.
I throw the door open and take off for the stairs, trying not to kill myself in the process. I can hear Todd and Mason following me, and it distracts me enough that I don’t realize I am coming up on someone until I run directly into Dean and Lance.
“Whoa,” Lance says. “What’s wrong?”
“Uhm...” I start to say.
“Grab her,” Mason calls out. Dean laughs and grabs me before I can slip away from him. I wiggle and fight, but he pulls my arms above my head and pins me against the wall.
“What did you do, Little Demon?” Dean asks with a smile.
When Mason and Todd get to us, Dean wraps his arm around me so he can face me toward them. I bite his arm, and he instantly lets go, letting me take off running again.
“Lance!” I shriek when he leaps down the flight of stairs without touching a single step.
When he gets to me, he grabs me and brings us both down to the ground before rolling and pinning me under his body with my arms above my head.
“Lance Bennett Hudson! We are at work. There are people in this building.”
Lance laughs and kisses me on the tip of the nose before he lets me up so Mason can grab me. “Phone,” he demands.
“No,” I say with a smile and shake my head.
“Sadie,” he growls and steps toward me. I back up but run into someone. They wrap their arms around my center so Mason can feel my pockets. “Where is your phone, Sadie?”
I wiggle back against who I assume is Lance, and he tightens his grip on me. “It’s in my bra,” I laugh and wiggle against the body pressed against my back some more.
“Careful now, Sadie. We’re in public,” Todd says with a grave tone.
I freeze when I realize it is, in fact, not Lance holding me in place.
My eyes are locked with Mason’s, and a clear look of lust burns in his eyes.
My breath catches in my throat when Todd slides his hands up my sides.
Mason’s smile turns devious when Todd’s hands move to cup my breasts, gently squeezing.
He slips his hand into my shirt to slowly feel around for my phone.
I whimper softly when his fingers graze across my nipple, and his breathy yet quiet laugh sends a chill up my spine.
“Let’s see what you’re hiding from us, Sadie. ”
Todd pulls my phone out and hands it to Mason. I lunge to grab it, but Todd promptly grabs my wrists to cross my arms over my body. “Mason, please,” I plead.
“Why don’t you want us to see what you and Stacy have talked about?” Todd asks, still holding onto me.
“Because it means that my parents were right about me,” I say quietly.
Mason ignores that statement and unlocks my phone. He starts reading messages aloud. I go to say something, but Todd covers my mouth with his hand. As soon as I am about to bite his hand, his threatening tone stops me.
“I will bend you over these stairs right now if you bite me,” Todd growls.
Mason continues to read, and I close my eyes to try and center myself when he gets to the part of my conversation with Stacy when we were talking about Todd and his...
equipment. Todd is lightly kissing and biting my neck as he reads.
It takes everything in me not to openly moan as he teases me.
After a while, Mason has read enough to understand that Stacy and I are on the same page and that we both want to be fucked by all of them while blindfolded.
“What is her punishment for trying to hide her fantasies?” Todd asks Mason. Lance and Dean chuckle when I try to wiggle out of Todd’s hold on me. I give up because he won’t budge.
“Eh. Use your imagination,” Mason says nonchalantly.
“Perfect,” Todd says. “Sadie?”
“Todd?” I say flatly.
“How far is too far?” he asks seriously.
“Do your worst. How bad could it be?” I say with a bratty tone.
Todd chuckles and releases my wrists to slip his hand down the front of my pants.
“Oh fuck,” I gasp when he starts to rub my clit.
He finds a rhythm that makes my knees weak.
My breathing is quickened, and I am trying to keep my noises to a minimum.
Every moan and whimper I make echoes through the stairwell.
“Is this what you were thinking about in the shower when you made yourself come on Saturday?” Todd asks quietly. “You’re not nearly as quiet as you think you are, Sadie.”
Todd covers my mouth as moans slip out of me. My thighs start to shake as everything is reaching a peak, but just as I am about to fall, he abruptly stops and pulls away from me altogether. Lance, Dean, and Mason laugh when I whine and stomp my foot in frustration.
“Asshole,” I grumble.
“I think it’s about time you get back to work, little lady,” Todd says as he smacks my ass, making me yelp. I snatch my phone from Mason, glaring at him.
“This camping trip is going to be fun,” Dean says with amusement in his voice.
“You three have a meeting with Del and Ben soon,” I say, still slightly breathless.
“Actually...” Lance says. “You do. We have a call to get on for marketing.”
“What? Why?” I ask. “I wasn’t planning on leaving the office.”
“Well... You are now,” he says. “You should get going.”
“You guys suck,” I say with a frown.
“Oh, but you do it so much better,” Dean says with a grin.
“And I can’t wait to find out,” Todd says. Heat rushes to my cheeks, and I abruptly turn and walk away from the group. All of them chuckle, but none of them follow me.
I am driving to Del and Ben’s office. They own an accounting firm together, and they help us frequently.
I wasn’t prepared for this meeting whatsoever, so I had to scramble to get things together.
I had no interest in asking the guys because I can’t breathe when I’m around them while they are in a teasing mood like this.