Tiny Dancer(Divine Creek Ranch 13)(86)

“Fuuuuck,” he whispered. “I’ll never get enough of your sweet pussy, baby. I love it.”

She ground in a tight circular motion on his cock, tugging at him with her pussy muscles, needing him deep, deep inside her. His faint groan of pleasure and the way he trembled beneath her as he slid in to the hilt made her heart pound with joy. The thrill wasn’t only fucking in such close proximity to others, it was also in knowing she had the power to give them so much pleasure.

The chair squeaked as Quinten shifted, and he stilled, growling with need. She braced her hands on Ben’s thighs and her feet on the swivel legs of the chair and increased her circular grind as Quinten held her hips steady. Proving she was an able multitasker, she rode him as she sucked Ben’s cock. Their quiet respirations and the sensual sound of Quinten’s cock sliding in and out of her wet cunt were the only sounds that registered in her ears. The relative quiet of the moment was punctuated by the sounds of construction and progress just beyond the thin office walls.

Ben held her hair back out of her way, lovingly stroking her nape as his low panting increased and his cock grew even harder and hotter. Quinten caressed her hip and leaned forward to rub her clit in a circular motion between two fingertips, sending her arousal through the roof. Slight, mewling sounds came from her throat as she pumped her hips, taking his cock in rapid downward thrusts until she lost control and her body took over, grinding hard on him as each wave of her orgasm cascaded into the next. Ben and Quinten whispered triumphant, affirming words to her.

“Good girl.”

She maintained her pace with Ben somehow, sucking him until his whole body shook as he came, fighting to remain silent. He threw back his head and gasped, openmouthed, as his hot seed spurted into her mouth, and she swallowed each pulsing stream until his body went slack. Quinten gripped her hips tightly, finding his release almost simultaneously with Ben, burying his pulsing cock deep and growling quietly as he pressed his lips against her shoulder.

She gave Ben’s cock one last, loving lick and then sat back against the rock-solid chest of the lover who held her. Ben looked ready to collapse back on her desk, his face a mirror of relief and satisfaction. Her cheeks warmed with pleasure, not only from her orgasm, but also from satisfying him. If this was what working with them would be like, she was ready for it. The thought made her chortle softly, and Quinten hugged her from behind.

“Our woman,” Ben whispered, looking very pleased with her. That glowing look in his eyes spoke to the deep place in her heart. The part of her that needed so badly to be understood.

“Perfect for us,” Quinten replied. He checked his phone when it vibrated on the desk. “That’s Ethan. He and Grace are on their way to Morehead right now. They’ve got Rose Marie with them.”

Blinking her eyes to clear the blissful haze in her brain, Camilla sighed as Ben wrapped his arms around her and helped her off of Quinten’s lap. “It’s a good thing I got plenty of sleep this morning or I’d need to go back to bed after that orgasm.”

“Tell me about it,” Ben replied, shaking his head, trying to revive himself as he put his clothing back in order. He helped her with hers, catching her rhinestone belt buckle before it clanked against her desktop. He brushed her lips with his and whispered, “Thank you, sugar. That was good.”

Thirty minutes later, they greeted their visitors and invited them back to a table in the restaurant, which was currently empty of workers, so they could talk in peace.

Little Rose Marie clapped her chubby toddler hands and squealed happily when Camilla made a kissy face and reached out for her. The precious blonde-haired angel hugged Camilla’s neck as the men began talking.

Grace smiled as she looked on and quietly said, “Well, it looks like things are progressing well with the three of you.”

Camilla patted Rose Marie’s back and stroked her long honey-gold curls, so much like her mother’s, and such peace came over her that it brought tears to her eyes.

Speaking over the lump her throat, she said, “Amazing.”

Grace nodded in understanding. “Overwhelming?” At Camilla’s nod, she added, “Then they’re treating you right.” She tilted her head as she gazed at Camilla thoughtfully and smiled. “Something has changed about you, but I can’t quite put my finger on it.” She looked like she wanted to say more but refrained as she glanced at the men.

Steaming-hot, naughty sex must make a difference in my appearance.

The meeting went pretty much as she’d anticipated. The bears had already told Ethan they’d be happy to double up from that point forward anytime she was at the club, especially if she was otherwise alone in the building.