Brad tucked her breasts back into her bra and pulled her blouse down. “And we’re going to be downstairs with you in the store making sure you stay nice and horny.”
Oh, Goddess!
The men were good to their word. Whether it was Brad crossing behind her and rubbing against her ass behind the counter, or Ellis closing the door in her office and sliding his hands inside her panties, they kept ratcheting up her libido until she could barely see straight come closing time.
Fortunately, Sachi had left at five to get in a few skeet rounds before going home, so she wasn’t there to add fuel to the fire with her snarky, dead-on comments about the glazed look of lust in her eyes.
Once they were alone in the store, she tried to get them upstairs but they had other ideas. Brad sat on the steps and unfastened his jeans, opening them. “Come here, baby.”
She was licking her lips as she dove onto his cock. Behind her, Ellis pushed her skirt up over her hips and yanked her panties off her.
“That’s it,” Brad said. She’d worn her hair in a long braid today, and he wrapped it around his fist and gently took over, fucking her mouth, in control.
She thought her insides would melt.
She heard Ellis unzip his jeans, followed by the sound of him unwrapping a condom. “Round one,” he hoarsely said. “Because if I don’t fuck you know, I’m going to explode.”
His cock slid home, hard and fast and hot and deep, making her groan around Brad’s cock.
He laughed. “Oh, yes. Not only do we want you thinking about me bending you over your desk, or Ellis kissing you in the reading room, we want you thinking about getting your brains fucked out on these steps every time you go up and down them.”
She moaned again, this time a combination of lust at that thought, plus the feeling of Ellis reaching around her and finding her clit with his fingers.
“Come for us, baby,” Ellis urged. “We plan on spending this weekend fucking you in every possible way and every possible place in this building, until you can’t look at anything without smiling.”
She braced her hands against Brad’s thighs and held on, her first orgasm quickly blasting through her.
Brad’s grip on her hair tightened. “That’s it, baby. That’s one. By the time Monday morning rolls around, you’re going to be one blissfully well fucked little witch.”
She started rocking back and forth between them in sheer abandon as the pleasure rolled through her. Yes, she wanted that, and more. She wanted them to fuck her over the counter, on every sofa in the store, spit roast her over every table, let her suck their cocks in every chair.
Every debauched, dirty fantasy she’d ever secretly had could now come true, only in stereo.
Double my pleasure…
She cried out around Brad’s cock again as Ellis used his hand to make her come again. And still they showed no signs of slowing.
“I think,” Brad said, “we need to get one of those remote control egg things. Make her wear it during the day. And a butt plug. I can torment her all day long, and by the time you get off work, she’ll be jumping us.”
Mandaline whined at the image, both the thought of it and the desire to do just that, letting them control that aspect of her life, the freedom to trust them.
“I think she likes that idea,” Ellis said, relentlessly rubbing her clit and driving her toward yet another orgasm. “We’ll make her such a horny little witch she won’t have time to think about anything else but us fucking her brains out.”
Her fingers couldn’t get purchase against Brad’s denim-clad thighs as the next orgasm curled her toes.
Brad uncurled her braid from his hand and handed it off to Ellis, who pulled just enough to force her to arch her back. Brad’s fingers cradled her head. “Just stay there and enjoy it, baby,” Brad told her. “You aren’t the only one who’s had a dry streak, and we’re going to give you every reason in the world to want to keep us around.”
“Just think,” Ellis added. “We get to do this all over again when the house is ready.”
“Ooh, good point,” Brad said. “And there’s two sets of stairs there.”
That mental image pushed her over the edge again. She sobbed around Brad’s cock, sucking and slurping it as her pussy clenched around Ellis’ cock. She was one giant ball of pleasure and need and knew she wanted to spend the rest of her life like this, with them.
“Just like that, sweetheart,” Brad encouraged. “Suck my cock. I’m going to give you exactly what you want.”
She sucked harder, faster, wanting to taste it.
Ellis let go of her hair and grabbed her hips. “Oh, that’s beautiful. You’re gorgeous. Look at you taking our cocks like this.”
One last orgasm rippled through her, triggered by his cock perfectly hitting her G-spot inside her cunt. He started fucking her even harder, faster, with Brad holding on to her head and fucking her mouth until they both came almost at the same time with loud, unrestrained groans.
She draped herself over Brad’s lap as Ellis flopped to the floor next to her. The giggle fit overtook her, completely unexpected, until she was laughing so hard tears rolled down her face.
The men exchanged a puzzled look but didn’t interrupt her until she sat up and wiped her tears away.
“Want to share?” Brad said.
She giggled. “I wonder how many health department codes we’ll be breaking.” She doubled over with laughter again. She was still laughing when her cell phone rang on her desk in the office. She was going to ignore it when she realized it was Sachi’s tone.
Nearly tripping over her own panties, she got to it in time. “Hey, what’s up?”
Sachi sounded concerned, which concerned Mandaline.
The way she addressed Mandaline concerned her even more. “Hey, hon. I’m sorry to bother you guys, but I have a problem.”
“What’s wrong?”
Mandaline’s tone must have clued them in, because both men came running.
“Um, I know it’s late, but I need to borrow Brad for a little bit. His expertise,” she quickly added, then even more quickly added, “I mean fixing things.”
“Fixing what?”
She sighed. “I’ve got a broken window…and what looks like half of Hernando County’s finest parked in front of my house.”
They made it to Sachi’s house in record time, Ellis driving them in his car. There were still five deputies there, including a K-9 officer.
Mandaline was practically out of the car before it stopped moving. She bolted through the line of officers to the open front door, where Sachi was talking to a detective.
Holding back tears, she threw her arms around Sachi. “Are you all right?”
“Shh, calm down, I’m fine. It happened right before I got home. My neighbor scared them away.”
Mandaline still couldn’t help herself from looking her friend over to make sure for herself.
“What happened?”
“Someone tried to break in. They broke a window in the back bedroom, but it doesn’t look like they got into the house. Nothing’s disturbed.”
The two men walked up. “Where is it?”
“I’ll show you,” one of the deputies said, then led them inside.
Mandaline grabbed her by the shoulders. “You’re coming back with us to the apartment.”
“Sweetie, it’s okay.”
“No!” Mandaline felt terror threatening to rip her apart and she didn’t understand why. “No! You don’t have a damn alarm, someone tried to break in, you’re coming home with us and that’s all there is to it!”
Sachi studied her for a moment before nodding. “Okay. If it’ll make you feel better—”
“It will.”
“Then I’ll come home with you guys.” She pulled Mandaline in for a hug.