Chapter 5 Brant
five
Brant
“Are you hiding from us, Blair?” Her shoulders jerk in surprise as she looks from the drink in her hand to my eyes. Such a mix of innocence and lust shining in them.
“Did you need me for something, Mr. Manning?” She bites her lower lip, and my cock hardens, wanting to feel those plump lips around it.
I clear my throat and reach for her arm, “Yes, I need to speak with you alone.” I lead her to an empty room off the main area. Once inside, I shut the door and gesture for her to sit down on one of the chairs.
“I don’t know how else to say this, Blair, but we all want you.
” I place my hand on her shoulder as I stand above her.
“You’ve already met my brother Charlie.” I point to where he’s standing by the door.
“And that’s my other brother Remy.” I point to where Remy stands, unlike Charlie and me, he’s still wearing his mask.
Her beautiful chocolate brown eyes blink rapidly up at me from behind the mask she’s wearing before her eyes sweep the room, landing first on Charlie then on Remy before returning to mine.
“We want you, Blair.” At her surprised gasp, I continue.
“I know you don’t know me very well, and you don’t know my brothers at all, but we’d like to be with you.
” I take her hands and pull her up against my body, not caring if she can feel my hard cock pressing against her stomach as I rest my hands on her luscious hips.
“Charlie, Remy and I want to be with you at the same time. But only for one night.” Her eyes widen even more as she bites down on her full bottom lip, causing my cock to jerk in reaction.
I brush a strand of hair off her face, “Do you understand that if you say yes to this, you are saying yes to all three of us, not just one of us?” At her nod, I continue, “You don’t have to say yes right away.
Why don’t you go back to the bar and have another drink before you decide?
” It’s not that I want her intoxicated for tonight, but she’s only had half a drink--one more won’t hurt.
If anything, it will help relax her nerves.
"Okay," she whispers, looking at me with dilated pupils.
“I have a request. Can I kiss you before you go?”
“Yes, Brant.” She pants, and all I can think of is hearing her say my name as I’m balls deep inside her.
She stands, wraps her arms around my neck and pulls me closer to her lips. The initial contact sends a jolt through my body. Her tongue traces the seam of my lips, and I open my mouth, allowing her tongue to slide inside, deepening the kiss.
Her nipples are hard as pebbles digging into my chest. The need to take her right here, right now, is strong, but I break the kiss, knowing it has to be all of us, not just one of us, with Blair.
Reluctantly, I unwrap her arms from around my neck.
“Go have your drink before we make the decision for you.”
She hesitates, making me wonder if she would prefer that we make the decision for her. Time seems to drag by as she studies each one of us. Finally, she glides out of the room with her head held high, shoulders back, and a confidence I’ve never seen in her before.
“Do you think she’ll say yes?” Remy turns to face me.
“Honestly, I’m not sure.” What we are doing is too risky to fail now. But somewhere in the back of my mind, I could give two shits less if I lose my job because of spending one night with Blair.