But it’s what I want. It’s what I crave, a life with these two men. Because Mason, Derek and I started illicitly for sure. Not even two months ago, I was an eighteen year-old virgin working in a coffee shop, packaging donuts and hot drinks for whoever came by.
But like out of a fairy tale, a dark, handsome stranger stopped by my store, and a relationship of sorts started. It didn’t blossom, not the way you see in meet-cute movies. Quite the opposite, it was a dark fantasy come true, with another male lover in the picture, a handsome blond giant who craved cum and pussy juice, lapping it up like the sweetest nectar.
But despite everything, things have worked out. We’re together now, sampling one another, and soon enough I’ll be walking down the aisle in white, their ring on my finger. Will it be perfect? No. Will our relationship be flawless and impeccably balanced? No. But nothing is ever perfect, and the difference is that we’re willing to try. We’re willing to go where no one’s gone before, and it’s more than a fake engagement this time. It’s more than the need for a baby, more than the money that’s been released by the trust. It’s about us as people, as devoted lovers, and our commitment is stronger than anything in the world.
So yes, I’m going to become a missus. Against all odds, curvy, shy Katie Jones is going to be a wife to two men, handsome alphas both. I’m continuing my studies, and Mason and Derek have already bought me a small studio downtown so that I can pursue my art. But even more, my lovers want me to be happy. They want me to be satisfied for sure, content and curvy, filled with their cum non-stop, giggling and sated. And what girl would say no? Because there are happy endings out there, and I’ve found mine for sure.
THE END
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The Wicked Virgin
An Office Romance
(Erotic Romance)
© 2016
By Cassandra Dee
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Tammy’s got a drawer full of s*x toys at work. Guess what happens when her billionaire boss finds out?
Nick Martin was the ultimate alpha male. He was a billionaire CEO, handsome as sin and dirty as all get out while I was just a lowly typist in the company pool. But when Mr. Martin found my secret drawer …
I was screwed …
In more ways than one …
Twisted around and bent over …
And all I could say is, “Mr. Boss Man, do I get a RAISE now?”
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PROLOGUE
Nick
I strode through the basement of the luxury office building, my long legs eating up the hall. It was deserted, the hum of machines vibrating, the clank of an elevator switching into gear. But a low moan reached my ears before sliding into a high-pitched whine, punctuated by a breathy, muted gasp. What the fuck?
My steps slowed until I was standing in front of the women’s restroom. Another gasp rang out, followed by a shriek and then a full-on scream of ecstasy, the walls of the restroom turning the place into an echo chamber. By now my dick was ramrod straight and I pushed the door open, sure I was going to catch some couple in flagrante, fucking each other up against the wall.
But instead there was only one woman in the restroom. Or a girl, more accurately, with her skirt hitched up, panties discarded, one heel high up on the counter so that her bare snatch glistened under the restroom lights. God, I’d never seen such a beautiful cunt before. It was pink, puffy, running wetly, cream trailing down her thighs all the way to her ankle, a wet spot pooling on the tile.
And the girl was playing with herself.
One hand held her snatch open so that her clit was on view, the hard nub pulsing, throbbing with pleasure as she traced a delicate finger in circles around the bud. Her snatch jerked again and more cream worked itself out, spilling wetly from her hole.
But the brunette just kept teasing, moaning deep in her throat, throwing her head back with no idea that she had a witness. Her big boobs heaved and swayed as she continued to finger, this time hitching the skirt up even higher so that her ass was bared.