Ride Me Dirty(14)

It was obvious to me now. She kept herself busy enough so she wouldn't  realize how fucked up her life was. If she slowed down, she'd realize  her parents were assholes and her job sucked. So she just kept juggling  all those fucking balls.

"Family isn't always defined by blood. You can make your own family. I came back here to start one of my own."

She stiffened and color drained from her face. "You have a wife?"

I shook my head, ran my hand over the back of my neck. "Jesus, Katie. Of  course not. Before you ask, neither does Jack. But if we're going to  share a wife, it helps to be in the same town."

Her mouth fell open. "You want to …  to share a wife?"

"Yes." I told her the truth and succinctly. There was zero question she could misconstrue that answer.

She frowned. "Um …  last night, yeah. That was a one night stand."

"Get laid by a cowboy …  or two, right? Get it out of your system."

"Well, yeah. That's what Jack said at the bar."

I stood, went around the desk so I stood right in front of her. She had  to tilt her head back to meet my gaze. Leaning forward, I put my hands  on the arms of the chair, caging her in. I picked up her scent. Lemon.  Tart and sweet, just like her. "So I shouldn't feel any chemistry  between us? I shouldn't want to press you over my desk right now and  fuck you."

She flicked her gaze at my desk, then back to me. Licked her lips.

"This is the twenty-first century. You don't have to marry me if we have a one night stand."

Taking her ponytail, I slowly wrapped it around my hand, anchoring her  in place. "What we're doing with you, this isn't a one night stand,  doll. I know it. Jack knows it. You know it, too."

When I gave the silky strands a little tug, she whimpered. I saw the  flare of heat in her pale eyes, the memory that we were in charge.

"Was last night enough?" I had to know.

"No," she whispered.

That one little word had my cock go instantly rock hard as relief swept through me.

"You're wet, aren't you? I bet you've been wet since you left our bed."

She swallowed. "Yes."

I groaned, then bent down and kissed her. Her mouth opened and my tongue instantly tangled with hers.

I could drown in her, drown in the knowledge I held her head as I wanted  so I could claim her mouth. She would think of nothing but my lips on  hers, my tongue tangling with hers because of the tight hold I had on  her hair. I was in charge and she reveled in it.

I lifted my head, released my grip. Stepping back, I pointed to my desk.

"Bend over."

I'd give her soft words and gentle caresses if I knew that's what she  wanted. Those weren't for her. She wasn't that kind of woman. She wanted  to rule her own little world, but she wanted me and Jack to rule her.         

     



 

"Here? Now?"

"The cool thing about my job is that I can fuck you, right here. Right now."

She stood slowly, but while her cheeks were flushed and her eyes glazed  with lust, her damn mind was getting in the way and she was thinking  again. "What about Jack?"

"I don't need him to fuck you."

"But …  isn't it cheating?"

"It's cheating if you fuck Kara's brother, Dec, instead of one of us."  When she didn't seem satisfied with that answer, I grabbed my phone,  dialed Jack. "Hey. Hang on," I told him, then passed Katie the phone.  "Here. Tell him your problem."

Her eyes widened. "My problem?"

Hitting the speaker button, I grabbed the phone back, set it in the cradle.

"Katie's here with me in the office."

"Hi, sweetness," Jack said through the speaker. "What's your problem?"

She flushed a bright pink, but didn't say anything.

"Her pussy's wet," I said.

She gasped, grabbed her purse and laptop bag, ready to flee. Grabbing  her about the waist, I held her securely as I put her two bags back on  the floor.

"That is a problem. Isn't Sam taking care of that for you?" Jack asked.

"I am going to kill you," Katie said through gritted teeth, trying to fight my hold.

"Ah, there's my girl." I loved it when she was all riled. I had a  challenge before me, to fuck that anger right out of her. "She's worried  you'll be mad. Right, doll?"

"If you have needs, sweetness, if you're pussy's all wet and needy for a  cock, then you can tell one of us. We'll take care of you, I promise.  If I'm not around, it's Sam's job to tend to you."

With one arm banded about her, I used my free hand to unbutton her  blouse. A lacy pink bra appeared, almost too delicate to handle the  hefty load of her full breasts. I didn't have to dip my fingers beneath  the fabric far to find her soft nipple. She gasped.

"If I'm not around, Jack will fuck you," I murmured, kissing her right behind her ear.

"That's right," Jack confirmed. "Why's your pussy all wet, sweetness? Does it miss our cocks?"

I pulled on her nipple then, tugging it then releasing.

"Sam," she gasped.

I studied her profile, the bright flush in her cheeks, the way her eyes  fell closed and she bit her lip. She liked nipple play and I wasn't  going to stop. Sure, I'd stop if she wasn't into it, if she told me no,  but the way she moaned, the way she arched her back into my touch, that  was the last word she was going to utter besides "Yes," and "Please,"  and "Harder."

"Answer his question, doll. Do you miss our cocks?"

"Yes!" she cried, when I pinched the hard tip.

My hips shifted into her lower back, my cock already hard.

"Then let Sam fuck you. He'll make it all better." Thankfully, Jack was on board with what she needed.

Katie whimpered when I released her tight little tip.

"Are you wearing panties, sweetness?" Jack's question had her stilling.

I laughed. "Uh oh. I think she is, cousin," I said aloud, dropping my  hand from her waist. "Hands on the desk, doll. Let's see if you're a bad  girl."

She took a deep breath, then another before putting her hands on my desk.

"Bend those elbows and stick that ass out."

Those dark eyes met mine and held as she did as she was told. Stepping  behind her, I slid her skirt up her thighs, exposing every creamy inch,  and her white silk-barely there-panties.

"Christ," I muttered, seeing the delicate fabric soaked through with her arousal.

"Panties?" Jack asked.

"Yup," I replied.

"Take them off, sweetness."

Using one hand at a time, I watched as she worked them off one hip then the other before they slid down her legs.

"Leave them around your ankles," I said. The sight of her, skirt up,  pussy dripping and exposed as she bent over my desk had my pants  tenting. I had to adjust myself to ease the ache in my balls.

I went around my desk, lifted my briefcase on top and pulled out the  condom, lube and plug I'd tucked into a side pocket, placed them in  front of her. Her eyes widened as she knew what they were for, but she  didn't move, didn't do more than squirm.

"What …  what are you going to do with those?" she asked, her eyes focused on them.

"We took you last night, one at a time. When you have two men making you  come, you'll have one fuck your pussy, the other your ass. This plug  will prepare your ass to take a cock."

"Last night was a one time thing," she countered as I went around behind her.         

     



 

"And yet, here you are, bent over my desk, pussy out with your panties about your ankles."

"Sam, I-" she said, but Jack cut off whatever she was going to say.

"Sweetness, we might take charge when it comes to fucking, but you have  all the power." His voice came through loud and clear from the speaker.  "Just pull up your panties and tug down that skirt. You can say no. It  won't hurt our feelings none. We'll just court you proper until you're  ready."

He paused and she didn't move.

"Or, you can take that plug, take your punishment and take a good hard fucking."

She lifted up on her palms. "The plug is punishment?"

With a hand on her back, I pressed her down to her elbows, then reached around to grab the plug and lube.

"Hell no. The plug's for your pleasure."

"I don't think something in my ass is going to make me feel good."

"Ever tried it?"

She shook her head.

"Never had that ass fucked?" Jack asked, since he couldn't see her little head shake.

"No," she said.

Jack's growl came through loud and clear.

"Get that ass prepared, Sam."

She startled at the sound of the lube's lid opening. With a few drops on  my fingers, I slid them over her folds, then settled on her  crinkled-and virgin-asshole.

"Shh, doll. Only pleasure."

Her body stiffened as I circled my finger, so very gently. I continued  until she relaxed, until she began to wiggle her hips. I doubted she  even knew she was doing it. Only then did I apply a touch of pressure.  Placing the little bottle above, I squeezed a few more drops and then  pressed inward.