Happy with his thoughts and decisions, he walked out of the trailer again to wait on the front step. Before he could sit down again a white Ford Galaxy minivan, closely followed by a metallic green Dodge Dart, pulled into the parking lot and drove slowly toward him. Uh-huh. It looked as though the Pine Corner Branch of the Hot Springs Transportation Company now had vehicles. He only hoped Kingston didn’t start yelling at him when the credit card bills began arriving.
* * * *
York was feeling really thrilled at how much they’d achieved in one day. He liked all Bronx’s ideas for the trailer and Bronx was content with his and Nevis’s choice of vehicles. “Also, the car dealers told us they sometimes get asked to ship vehicles around the country but haven’t been able to because there was no easy way to do that. Now we’re here they’ll accept a few contracts and ship with us to see how it goes.”
“That means you’re going to need ramps to drive the cars up into the new truck, but that’s what we’ll be doing with Kermit here anyway, isn’t it.” added Nevis.
York nearly choked when he saw Bronx’s face as Nevis innocently said “Kermit.”
“Kermit?”
“That’s right. His former owner named him that and it really suits him, so I said he wouldn’t have to learn a new name. The car shop man was really pleased about that.”
They ate their hot beef sandwiches and talked some more, planning the next few days, then Nevis got out her laptop again and they searched for builders to talk about alterations to the trailer. York looked at the three of them squashed onto the front steps of the trailer and said, “We need a deck out front as well. Big enough for a table and a few chairs so we can sit out here and talk on sunny days. Maybe even with enough space for a grill so we can have a few friends over for a barbecue, and entertain clients here sometimes.”
“Oh, good idea.” Nevis smiled at him and his heart turned over. Everything she did and said impressed him. She was kind and friendly, but smart as well. Everyone they’d spoken to today had ended up as Nevis’s friend.
York was filled with admiration for her. And also lust. Oh how his dick ached to get to know her better. He wanted—no, needed—to fuck her hard until she came screaming in release and he filled her with his cum. Him and Bronx both.
Likely a motel room wasn’t the right place to test that out BDSM. But one day soon they would. He knew Bronx had a very extensive toy box designed to bring any woman to her knees begging her Masters for release. He wanted that for Nevis. To see her naked, with her ass red and her tits engorged, her body bent over a spanking bench, or stretched up by chains, as they both fucked her until she orgasmed over and over again.
York stared at Bronx and said softly, “So, Nevis. Are you going to let us both fuck you tonight?”
Chapter Four
All the breath left Nevis’s body when York spoke. Her jaw was open and she pulled in a big breath through her mouth. Her nipples were pressing against the soft cotton of her bra in a way that more than answered York’s question. Her damp panties were a mighty big hint as well.
“Jen’s Cleaning team is going to be here at eight. Someone needs to be here to let them in.” She knew it wasn’t answering the question but it was the best she could do right now.
“Yeah, I know. I also need to talk to some builders, contact Chandler, and plan a route for picking up your belongings and mine, but none of that will be happening after dark tonight. In your bedroom,” said Bronx, his gray gaze focused on her face.
Nevis felt her cheeks blushing under the combined stares of the two men. “I am,” she said softly, finally answering York’s question.
“Good. Well let’s go do that,” said Bronx, standing up.
“But it’s only six. Not even nighttime,” she replied.
“When York and I fuck a woman it’s not all over in five minutes.” Bronx went inside the trailer and she saw a window shut, then another one. York collected their trash and put it all inside one bag. So Nevis stood up and collected her purse and laptop before crossing the parking lot to Kermit. It looked like she was about to be fucked. And she wanted that. Very much. She knew these men would give her a good orgasm. Hell, they already had. But she trusted them to pleasure her thoroughly. She wondered if one or another of them might spank her or something, but sadly decided not in a hotel. If she screamed the owner would be likely to call the police on them all, which would not be good for their new branch office business.
Bronx locked up the trailer, and York brought out their suitcases from the warehouse and locked it, then both men climbed into the minivan and followed her back to Pine Corner Plaza.