He reaches my shoulder and pauses for a moment, leaning forward to brush his lips against my ear.
"Tell me to stop, and I will."
I open my mouth to stop him, but no words come out. Instead, I lean my head against the door in silence.
I feel his smirk against the skin of my neck as his hand continues down from my shoulder to my waist, curving over my stomach to trace along the waistband of my shorts.
His fingers dance along the edge, teasing me. I am gushing, leaking so bad I'm surprised my juices aren't flowing down my thighs.
Finally, his hand slides into my shorts. He groans when he feels my skin instead of fabric from underwear.
"No underwear, I knew it."
His hand slides down even further, slowly, taking his time to tease me into being a wet mess. And then, his fingers find my core.
My soaking wet core.
"Nikko, she's drenched."
His fingers swirl around in my juices for a moment before he takes his hand out. He uses his dry hand to turn me around to face him. His hand comes to my chin to force my eyes to him, to watch him as he takes his wet hand to his mouth and licks the juices off.
He moans out. "Fucking heaven. Nikko, you've got to try it."
I look behind him at Nicholas. His eyes are dark, just like his twins.
He keeps his eyes on me as he comes and stands right next to his brother, who keeps me pressed against the door. He drops to his knees in front of me, pulling my shorts down and kissing down my legs as he does. The shorts lay in a puddle around my ankles, and he motions for me to step out of them.
Which I do.
He smiles up at me when I do before one of his hands grabs one of my legs and raises it slightly. Antonio catches it and holds it up for him, keeping my bottom lips exposed for his twin's viewing.
I lean my head against the door behind me, looking up at the ceiling, as Nicholas begins to kiss up my leg again. Antonio doesn't seem to like this. His free hand, the one not holding my leg up, reaches up to my chin.
He forces me to face him. "Eyes on us, okay? I want to watch the moment you cum."
I nod, going to answer when all of a sudden Nicholas' mouth finally reaches my wet core. He takes a long lick from one end to the other, both of us moaning all at once.
"Heaven indeed."
I expect him to continue, to make me cum as his twin promised. Instead, he stands back on his feet, and pushes me against the wall, one hand wrapped tightly around my neck and the other slipping back into my heat.
"Right now, we are going to go into your office and fix our situation. Then, we will be kicking Jacob out and fucking the shit out of you. Together. You like the sound of that?"
Holy shit, Jacob is here. What if he had woken up and seen Nicholas with his tongue in me?
What if he had exposed me?
I nod at him, and he removes his hands, licking my juices off before leaning back down to help me slide my shorts back on.
I open the door to the office and walk into it, turning on the lights.
I walk into the large room and turn to watch the twins enter. They look around, taking in my office.
Right next to the door, I have my work desk with my company-issued computer.
My couch is next to it, a deep ruby red to contrast against the white wall. In the corner across the room is my personal desk.
It's a corner desk, white and large, with drawers on both ends. It has three displays on it, with a wireless keyboard and mouse.
I walk to it, sitting in the ruby red leather chair and facing the twins again.
"So, you guys mentioned there was a security breach? What exactly are we looking at?" I gesture to the couch, and they each take a seat on it.
The twins look at each other before turning to look back at me.
"What we are about to tell you is probably going to scare you, and we will understand if you choose to make us leave. But please, we need your help."
I nod and lean back into my chair. "Go on."
"We had a leak in our security system. Someone was able to hack in and see parts of our security camera." Nicholas begins. Antonio is sitting next to him, silent and tense. "This person sent in a very compromising photo of us doing something very illegal, and we need to know who it is, so we know who to deal with."
I nod at his words. "What was this picture of?"
Nicholas leans back in his seat. "Do you really need to know that?"
Again, I nod. "More than likely, the person who hacked into your security system was simply paid to do it. Different hackers only service certain clients, looking for specific things. Knowing what is in the picture can let me know what to look for. It can distinguish what expert could be involved and what traces to look for."
Antonio raises an eyebrow. "According to Jacob, there were no traces left."
I smile at them. "No offense, but Jacob isn't me. I have more knowledge and experience with this kind of stuff than him. He could have missed something that would be obvious to me."
The twins share another dark look before Antonio pulls his phone from his pocket. He scrolls through it for a moment before turning the phone towards me. There a man sat on his knees, a gun directly against his forehead. Antonio was holding the gun, I could tell because Nicholas stood next to the man with his unique smirk.
I look up at the twins, who were staring at me. It was like they were waiting for me to run or scream. If only they knew what I've seen. I turn forward again and load up my computer. "What's the name of the company?" I ask and turn towards them. "Rossi Inc." The twins both rise to stand next to me. I turn towards Nicholas immediately as his hand settles on my arm. I nod my head and turn to the computer. "You can wait on the couch right there. It might take a while." Antonio places his hand on my other arm. "We are fine right here." I nod, knowing I could do nothing to change their minds. Two hours later, I lean back into my seat as my printer begins to release the remaining pages. The twins had soon grown tired of standing and fetched chairs from the kitchen to sit right next to me, one on either side. They watched me the entire time I worked. I went through hundreds of lines of code and I nearly missed the trace of the leak. But I caught it. "Ariel Sand
"How many people have seen you like this?" "What do you mean?" I look up at them as they slowly begin to unbutton their shirts. "How many people have fucked you?" "None." Antonio's fist clench. "Are you lying?" I sit up on my knees in front of them. "No one has ever fucked me." Antonio curses in Italian and turns around. "What's wrong?" I ask Nicholas as he starts to button his shirt up again. "We can't fuck you." He buttons up his last button and adjusts himself. "We don't do virgins." "You're fucking kidding me." I reach for one of my throw blankets. I walk out of my room, the twins following behind me. I reach the front door, open it, and turn to them. "Get out." Antonio exits quickly, not bothering to glance at me once. Nicholas pauses at the door next to me. He leans down and places a kiss on my cheek, then goes to my ear. "I wish more than anything that we could fuck that pussy, claim it." Then, he walks out of my house. I slam the front do
Antonio begins to thrust his finger in and out, before adding a second finger. He thrusts, in and out, over and over again, while his twin sucks on my tongue and pinches my nipples. He adds a third finger. And then a fourth. I'm so painfully stretched. So fucking full. How am I supposed to handle both of them? I'm a moaning, soaking wet mess. I can feel my orgasm coming. It's close, so fucking close. Before I can reach it, Antonio lifts me up, ending my kiss with Nicholas. Antonio pulls me to him, his fingers still pumping inside of me. "Please, I need to cum." I plead out as he stops right before I can release. He smirks down at me. "Not yet." I watch as Nicholas lays down on the bed, his tattooed upper body deliciously gleaming in the little light. Antonio pushes me forward, forcing me to straddle his brother, all the while keeping his fingers in me. "Hey there, beautiful." Nicholas smiles up at me, pulling my face down to kiss him again. I brace my hands on his chest to k
Monday morning, I wake up with a large smile on my face, and my belly full of butterflies. Today I will finally get to see the twins again. I haven't seen them since they left on Friday. Before they left that night, they both kissed me over and over and over again. The entire weekend was spent texting back and forth with them. They kept telling me how much they wanted to ditch all their meetings and come over. The thought of being with them again made me and my little vibrator extra close. I told them about it, too. About how I got myself off to the thought of them. In return, they promised I would be punished for touching what belonged to them. They had told me from the very beginning that they couldn't promise a future with me, and I understood that. After all, I'm only twenty. Shouldn't I be hitting the clubs and getting it on with random strangers? The thought of sleeping with anyone other than them just didn't sit right with me. I know it's typical for people to have e
"I meant the chair." I moan out as he moves around beneath me, adjusting us slightly. I can feel him poking me through our clothes. God, I want nothing more than to rip his fucking pants off and ride his cock. "I don't care. I'm comfortable like this." I turn to look at him. "Nicholas, I don't think I can work like this, with you poking into me." "Why not? Are you too turned on? Because I can help you out with that?" He places his hands on my legs, his fingers stroking my inner thighs. I shake my head and turn to the computer, clicking through it again. Antonio chuckles from his desk on the other side of the room. Assholes. An hour passes. An hour of torture. Nicholas hasn't let me move from his lap. He kept his hands on my thighs. Every once in a while he would move around, pressing his erection more against my core. I'm a little scared to stand up. What if my arousal leaked onto him? After all, I doubt my lace panties would be able to handle how turned on these men made
I scream out and clench around his dick, squirting all over his dick. My pussy clenching around him pushes him to the edge and he releases deep into my pussy with a groan. He pulls out of me and leans his weight against me, his arms wrapping around my waist, our sweaty bodies sticking against each other. I shuffle under him slightly, feeling the sudden urge to piss. "Are you okay, darling?" I hear him ask above me, shuffling slightly and lifting himself up slightly. "Yeah, I just kind of have to go to the bathroom." He chuckles and stands up. "We have a private bathroom through that door." He lifts me up by my waist and turns me to face him. He passes me his discarded shirt and I slide it on, letting him take my hand and lead me to the door on the other side of the room. He opens the door and presses a kiss to my cheek, pushing me inside gently. I enter fully and close the door behind me with a smile. I quickly head to the toilet and sit down, emptying my bladder and wipin
"Cum for me, Cara." He breathes out and reaches down to rub my clit. I moan out a release immediately like my body was waiting for his command. My juices squirt all over his lower half. He follows and releases deep in me with a loud groan. He pulls out slowly, his dick still slightly hard. "I don't think I will ever be able to fuck anyone other than you again." He whispers against the skin of my back before letting go of me completely. He backs up away from me and goes to the shower, turning it on. "I should get going." I mumble out, heading out of the bathroom before Antonio can reply. I hear the shower turn off and his footsteps follow behind me. In the office, Nicholas is still sitting at his desk. He's fully dressed, minus his suit jacket, with the office phone pressed against his ear. He watches me as I find my pile of clothes and slip on my skirt, deciding against the panties as they are nowhere in sight. Nicholas hangs up the phone as I'm buttoning up my blazer. "Whe
Nicholas turns me to him and crushes his lips to mine. He squeezes my breasts through my blazer. "Don't disobey our order, Darling." The moment I leave their office, I already know in my head that I will not be texting them. And I was right. Their driver gave me a ride home after Lucien's remarks, the ride being silent the entire time. As soon as I got home, I pulled out my computer and scoured the internet to try to find out who this Sara person was. Nothing came up. Like, absolutely nothing. That's not normal, at all. No one named Sara ever came up in connection with them. So, once it got late, and it was time for bed, I made the bright decision to not text them. I should have texted them, I know I should have. I've clearly seen what they are capable of doing once angered enough. Not only that, but I knew they would punish me for not texting them. After all, they know where I live. But I couldn't text them. I wanted them. But I couldn't have them. Not after Mark