“There wasn’t a lot of sleeping involved. We had sex.” As Richard spoke, he got to his feet and rounded the desk. Jay had also taken the time to stand.
“I don’t care. We had sex, and that crossed a line.” She unfolded her arms, and he noticed the white envelope. “Please consider this my resignation.”
Richard took the envelope and tore it up. He wasn’t interested in losing the only woman he happened to like. His feelings for her weren’t clear yet, but he couldn’t stand the thought of losing her.
“What the hell?” she asked.
“I have the right to accept or decline. I decline.”
“You can’t do that.”
“I believe I can, and I just did.” Richard stared down at the bits of white paper on the floor. His cleaner could deal with the mess.
“Ugh, why are you doing this? We messed up.”
“We’re willing to share you,” Richard said.
“That is messed up, and no.”
Her lips said no, and yet her pointed nipples told another story.
Stepping away from his desk, he moved toward her. She didn’t back away, nor did she put her hands up to stop him.
“You don’t want it? Two men, totally devoted to you.”
She snorted, and it was the first unladylike sound he’d ever heard out of her mouth. He wanted to hear her scream, and beg for his cock. Richard craved the woman that was beneath him last night. “Please, this is a competition between the two of you, and has nothing to do with me.”
“I beg to differ,” Jay said. “I think we’ve come to a pretty good understanding. It’s something you might want to consider.”
They both moved toward her. Jay touched her first, gripping her hip, and Richard grabbed her ass. He grabbed the cord, drawing down the blind to keep them in privacy. Gripping her ass, he cupped her cheek, tilting her head to look at him.
“Tell me your pussy isn’t wet right now at the thought of being between us.”
“This is wrong.”
“Says who?” Jay asked.
Richard nibbled on her neck, sliding his tongue over her pulse. His cock thickened in his pants, and he wanted her naked. Seeing the pleasure on her face, Richard wanted Jay to be fucking her just so he could watch and enjoy the show. He loved watching the club women come apart, and knowing he was the reason for it, or at least one of his brothers. There wasn’t much about Jay that he didn’t know, but Jay clearly cared about Temperance, which was all that mattered to him.
“No, we shouldn’t be doing this,” she said.
Richard stroked her pussy, pressing the skirt deep between her thighs. The skirt she wore was slightly loose allowing him to touch her.
“You’re so beautiful, Tempe,” he said, kissing her neck.
“This is completely crazy.” She let out a moan, and this time, Jay took possession of her lips. Richard gazed down at her shirt, seeing her tight nipples peeking out. Leaning down, he took one of her nipples into his mouth, sucking on her hard.
“Oh, God,” she said, moaning.
He used his teeth to bite down on her nipple.
“Don’t make a sound,” Jay said. “We don’t know how soundproof this room is.”
Temperance tensed up and pulled away, jerking out of their hold to the point that she fell down on the floor.
“Shit, Tempe, are you okay?” Jay asked.
“This is not happening. I can’t do this.” She suddenly rushed out of the room before either of them could stop her.
“Fuck!” Richard didn’t wait around. He followed her out, aware of the strange stares. When he got to the elevator, she was pressing the button with force. Before she could stop him, Richard got onto the elevator. Jay didn’t make it in time, but that was fine with him.
****
Son of a bitch!
What was it about the bastard that meant he always got there first? Jay rushed toward the stairwell, refusing to back down. Temperance was his, and he had seen the interest in her eyes.
Damn!
Fuck!
Shit!
He hadn’t read the signs in her, and now he could lose her to a fucking billionaire. It wasn’t going to happen, even if he was a biker. Even as he thought about it, he couldn’t deny how turned on he was at the thought of sharing her. That brief passionate exchange had only served to heighten a need within him once again.
Jay hadn’t tempted her for fear she’d try to cut him out of her life if he made her uncomfortable.
I’m not going to miss my shot.
He wouldn’t let Richard win, and if he got the chance to share her, then he’d take it. Jay would do anything for Temperance, and as he thought about it, sharing her would be really fucking hot.
Even as he started to run out of breath, running downstairs, Jay didn’t give up. He only hoped the elevators weren’t fast.
“I’ve got to catch a break sometime.”
His future was riding down that elevator, and he intended to be part of it.
****
Temperance was so embarrassed, and angry with herself. She couldn’t believe she allowed it to go on. When she saw Richard rushing toward her, she clicked the button repeatedly in the hope of not having this confrontation with him.
It didn’t work. The elevator doors closed just as she saw Jay rushing toward them. Tears filled her eyes, and she felt disgusted with herself. She’d almost caved even though she had heard them planning her own life.
“Baby, what’s the problem?” Richard asked.
He made to touch her. She flinched away from him, not wanting his hands on her.
“Shit, you don’t have to be afraid of me.”
“I’m not afraid of you.” She wiped the tears away, not wanting the memory of their touch.
The bad thing was she wanted it so bad, but she refused. She wasn’t going to allow herself to cave to two men.
“Which one of you came up with the idea?” she asked.
“Tempe?”
“No. I wanted to be alone, and you’ve forced your way into this elevator.” She looked at him. “Well, tell me.”
“I’m sorry.”
“I don’t want your apologies. I want to know what the hell you were both doing?” She kept her arms folded. “I heard everything. You were arranging my time. What I was going to being doing, and neither of you even gave a thought to ask me.”
“Do you want Jay?”
“No,” she said.
“Are you sure?”
She went to say yes, and stopped. Jay was her best friend.
He took a step toward her, and she backed away. The wall of the elevator stopped her from going anywhere else. “What are you doing?” she asked.
“I want you, Temperance. This thing between us, it has been building for some time. I also believe that you’ve got feelings for your best friend.”
“What does this have to do with anything?” She had put Jay in the best friend department. She didn’t want him that way, did she? No, it couldn’t be. He was a horn dog who treated women appallingly, yet she couldn’t deny the spark of arousal. Was that because of Richard though? “I care about Jay. I always have.”
“Are you in love with him?”
She paused, thinking about her feelings. “I don’t know.”
He captured her face. “You’ve been in my life for a long time, Tempe.”
“You’re my boss.” She couldn’t help but touch him, holding onto his sides.
“I want to be more.”
“You’re breaking your rules.”
“That I am. What I don’t want is for you to doubt what you want.”
Temperance stared at his chest, wondering what the hell he wanted from her.
The elevator door pinged open, and she turned to see Jay standing there, panting for breath. “Fuck me, I’m an accountant, I sit on my ass all day. I shouldn’t be forced to do this.”
She walked out of the elevator, already prepared to leave, but Richard caught her arm, stopping her.
“How about we go to breakfast and talk about this?”
“We could go back to our place,” Jay said.
“No,” she said. The last thing she wanted was to go back to her place as she would cave between the two of them. They would be naked in no time, and she wasn’t interested in getting naked just yet. “I’ll take breakfast. I’ve not eaten this morning.” She’d had every intention of no longer having a job at the end of the day. Richard had torn up her resignation.
“I want where we go to be safe where no one will be watching.” He pulled his cell phone out. “I’ve got the place, but I’m making sure I can take you two.”
Temperance frowned.
“Hey, Russ, how is Anna? Good, good. I’ve got to conduct a personal meeting in private, and I don’t want to risk the press catching sight of us. I wanted to make sure we didn’t have any security issues, or threats.”
She watched as he started to nod. Seconds later he hung up.
“We’re going to the club house. We can talk without the risk of being interrupted, and it offers us privacy.”
“A diner can do that.”
“Tempe, I’m a billionaire businessman surrounded by a lot of rumors. I’m not left alone.”
She’d never been to his clubhouse, and until recently she had kept her knowledge of his biking life a secret.
Richard grabbed her hand, and before she knew what was happening, she was in the passenger seat of his luxury car with Jay behind them. Richard was driving.