“Why not take a little break and enjoy the water?” Ian smiled wickedly. “We promise to be good.”
“He promises, but I can’t make any guarantees.” Max tossed his towel aside and the two of them stared at her, waiting for her answer.
“I’m kind of on the clock.”
“It’s not like your bosses will care.” Ian grinned again. “Come on, sweetheart.”
Damn him and his husky-voiced endearments.
“What my brother is trying to say is that we would like your company in the pool. It’ll be fun.” The corner of Max’s mouth curved up and made him appear devilish.
“I, uh--”
What in the hell was she supposed to say? Her two bosses, the men she had been thinking wicked things about, wanted her to get in a pool with them? “I don’t have a suit.” Was she actually contemplating doing this? She could say no, as it wasn’t like they could fire her if she refused. Why was she even thinking about not getting in there with them?
“There are some extra suits in the pool house.”
Ian’s words were like a splash of cold water to her raging libido. Ah, yes, the pool house she had just cleaned. Lola remembered all the bras, panties, and even condoms that hadn’t quite made it in the trashcan. These men were playboys in the wealthy, high-class community. Why on earth would they want to spend any kind of time with the help?
Did they think her some kind of conquest? Liked the idea of sleeping with the help, because their supply of rich pussy had run dry? It was a pretty farfetched thought, even for her, but why else would they want anything to do with her? She was a Plain Jane compared to the women they went after.
“I think I’ll pass.” It was too dangerous and far too tempting. She didn’t want to end up doing something that would screw up this job. She may only work on the weekends, but the McKnight brothers were generous with their pay, which resulted in her not having to work during the week. If she fucked that up because she couldn’t keep her legs closed, because she let them have their way with her like all those other women, then she would be no better than the females she bitched about every Saturday and Sunday morning.
“Come on, Lola. What’s the worst that could happen?” Max’s words held a lascivious tone and she felt herself grow wet from her desire to be under both of them.
“It’s just a little swim.” Ian winked and tilted his head toward the pool house. “It’s not like you have to spend all day in there with us. Although--"
Max cleared his throat and Ian continued. "Just go change, and we’ll order some lunch and enjoy this gorgeous day.”
Ian made it sound so tempting, but she didn’t forget that they had just screwed two women last night and probably would be doing that again tonight. All she could picture was the three of them rolling around in the sheets, their sweaty, naked bodies moving together, touching, caressing…
She had to stop right there or she was going to do something very embarrassing, like throw herself at them and beg them to do all the dirty things she knew they were capable of.
“Okay,” she exhaled, and found herself walking back into the pool house to find a suit. It should have irked her that they had extra swimsuits, like they were storing them up for their fuck-buddies, but she knew they hosted parties so it wasn’t too farfetched that they had extra clothing lying around. She picked the skimpiest one, because really, if she was going to be forced to swim with the half-naked McKnight brothers, she was going to make sure she was showing an equal amount of skin.
Chapter Four
Ian and Max were already in the pool when she emerged. She had a towel around her waist, cursing herself for actually picking the suit she had. She was no better than those damn sluts and their triangle-top bathing suits. When they heard her approach they stopped talking and turned to look at her. Neither one of them spoke until her feet curved around the lip of the pool and she took off the towel. Ian’s strangled cough and then Max’s throat clearing had a smile tugging at her lips. She was glad they weren’t immune to her.
“Damn, girl.” Ian ran a hand over his hair, his bicep bulging. “I had no idea you were hiding a body like that under your clothes.” Sometimes she could see the youthfulness of him come out, like he wasn’t one half of a billion-dollar company.#p#分页标题#e#
“Ian, manners,” Max spoke sternly but he never took his eyes off of her. In fact, his eyes continued to move up and down her body, stopping several times to stare at her breasts and then her pussy, which was barely covered by a white inverted triangle of cloth.