Novels by Rexxagi

I had made Damian and Bryan go straight to the restaurant our date was supposed to hold at immediately after they closed from the office. I now had the house to myself as I painstakingly selected my dress and accessories. I wanted to look perfect for them -and myself - even though it would be the first and last time I went on a date with the both of them. After taking special care with my makeup, I selected a little black number with a plunging neckline and tiny sleeves. The dress hugged all my curves, almost leaving nothing to the imagination. I left my hair down and flowing in large beach curls, and stepped into sky-high fuck-me silver heels. When I was satisfied with my appearance, I grabbed my clutch and walked out of the house, forcing my lips to curve into a smile even though I was dreading the evening. In less than fifteen minutes, I had arrived at our date spot. Taking a deep breath to steady myself, I got out of my car and walked into the restaurant, very aware of the ad

"I'm here for Damian Smith and Bryan Grey," I told the woman in charge of both Damian's and Bryan's offices. I didn't know if she was a receptionist or a secretary, but I'd never liked her attitude. I also knew that she, like so many other single women in the building, was in love with Bryan. And maybe Damian too. The only thing that put women off my husband was the wedding ring he never failed to brandish.She peered at me from over the top of her monitor. "And you are?""Connie Smith," I said impatiently. My conversation with Kayla had left an uncomfortable wedge in my throat.Was all she said true? Was Damian letting Bryan into our bed just so he could bed other women with a clear conscience?No. I refused to believe my husband was that diabolical. He seemed to genuinely enjoy Bryan's presence with me. "Do you have an appointment?," the annoying woman asked me again, looking disinterested."No. Damian is my husband. And I want to see Bryan with him."She raised an eyebrow. I want

"What are you doing today?," Damian asked me as he sipped his morning coffee while I prepared breakfast. He was as talkative as he usually got after a whole night of hard sex. Bryan ended up not coming home with him last night, but Damian was more than enough to quench the raging fire in me. For the time being, at least. "Oh, nothing much," I replied. "Kayla reached out to me yesterday. We're going shopping today and hanging out."Damian frowned. "Kayla?""Yeah. You remember her, don't you? She's a close friend.""I remember her", Damian confirmed. "I just don't like her."I laughed. "You don't like anyone," I teased, kissing him. He tasted like coffee and cream."Why are you suddenly hanging out with her? I thought she left the country?""She's back, and we thought it'd be nice to catch up," I explained. "Besides, it's not like I have something else to do." "Alright," Damian conceded. "You can call me when you guys are done, and I'll come pick you up.""That's fine. I'll take my c

The next day, the doorbell rang while I was taking a soak in the tub. I wasn't expecting anyone, so I settled down to ignore it, but the ringing only got persistent. "Alright, alright," I mumbled, pulling on a fluffy bathrobe without toweling dry. I had every intention of coming back to my bath. "Who is it?," I called as I padded towards the door. When I got no answer, I pulled it open exasperatedly. Bryan gave me a boyish grin as my mouth fell open in surprise. taking"What are you doing here?," I asked. His eyes slowly roamed my body, in the towel wrapped around my hair and the water droplets on the parts of my skin that weren't covered by the robe. He raised an eyebrow, looking roguish. "I can't visit my love?"I gaped, then stepped aside to let him in, suddenly very aware that I was wearing nothing under the robe. "But you're supposed to be at work," I said, trying not to show how pleased I was at his visit. I'd expected him to show up this morning, the same way he did the

I gasped. "That was...""Amazing," Damian agreed.He settled down beside me, leisurely running his fingers over my skin as he spooned me. My thong was drenched now and I found myself wishing one of them would take it off. Bryan came up to sit beside me, and my eyes were drawn to his still prominent erection. I licked my lips, the taste of Damian's orgasm still lingering. "Want me to help you with that?," I asked huskily. "In a minute," Bryan laughed. "I'm afraid if I touch you again, I'll spew without even getting inside you."Damian chuckled behind me, his hand now kneading one of my breasts. He was well on his way to another erection. I wriggled my bottom so I rubbed against him. "Someone's hungry today," I teased. "You have no idea," Damian growled, bending his head so he was nuzzling at my neck. I felt my eyes go sleepy. I was still throbbing down south and needed to be filled. I reached for Bryan's erection and gave him a good stroke. He couldn't stop himself from thrust

"Hey, darling. Bryan and I will be home soon," the text from my husband read. I peered at my phone, wondering if the lady doing my nails could see the guilty expression on my face, then chided myself for feeling guilty. It's not like I was having an affair. I wasn't doing anything wrong. Damian had basically given his blessings. I made myself sit still until the lady finished, then eagerly got into my car and drove home. I'd spent the day letting my imagination run wild on the things Bryan and Damian would do to me. I'd also gotten waxed and moisturized within an inch of my life. My skin was smoother than a baby's, and smelled enticing. I hadn't felt like this in a long time. Grateful that I had thought to prepare dinner before I left on my errands, I slid it in the microwave, then hurriedly changed out of my work clothes. I wore a short red dress with a scoop neckline that was one of Damian's favorites. Just as I dabbed chapstick on my lips, Bryan's car pulled into the driveway