Tempt Me

I sat at my computer and rubbed my eyes as I ran my paper through Grammarly. This was the final paper I needed for my class before I graduated college, and it needed to be perfect. To say that I’m stressed is an understatement. Not to mention I have an interview in an hour for the biggest company in my field, Zane Incorporated. They’re a Software company specializing in everything, from websites to video games. The company is run by four brothers who are, according to the press, incredibly brilliant and, according to some of the women in my class, possibly the sexiest men in the entire city, perhaps the whole world. I pushed the thought out of my mind as I finished the last of the edits and quickly scanned over it before submitting it to my professor. Once the notification that it was sent came up on my computer, I closed it and headed to the shower to freshen up. The scent of pumpkin and autumn leaves filled my senses as I stepped out of the shower and began getting dresse

As the days turned into weeks, I began getting ready for our trip to Brindleton. Packing my bags, printing off our tickets, and making sure to go over my checklist to be sure everything was prepared. Once I triple-checked my lists and bags, I put them by the door and grabbed my keys before heading to work. When I arrived, I set Amber’s coffee and a muffin on her desk before heading up to see the guys. They each were on the phone talking to other companies, at least that’s what I assume. I went by each one and set down their coffees and muffins before heading out to my desk to get a few last-minute details situated while they finished their meetings. After a few hours had passed, I pulled out their tickets and separated them as well as the copies of them just in case they were to forget the original. I put the copies in a labeled folder in my bag and then proceeded to go to the main office. When I opened the door, the brothers were all gathered around Anthony’s desk. I cleared my t

When we finally reached Brindleton, Florida, and our hotel, I checked us in and passed out room keys. We were all on the same floor but a few rooms apart, which was nice. We all went to our rooms; I dragged my heavy suitcase in and set it on the bed, beginning to unpack and put things away so it was easier to manage. Once I was completely unpacked, I decided to freshen up with a shower. The water engulfed my body in its steam as I started washing myself. It helped to soothe my aching muscles from the flight here. I didn’t think I was in there long, but it appears I was when the sound of knocking hit my hotel room door. “Just a second,” I called out, rinsing my body of the soap before cutting off the water and reaching for my towel. Once I was out of the bathroom, I grabbed my robe and tied it tightly around me before opening the door slightly to see Anthony and Brandon standing there. “Is there something wrong with your rooms?” I ask, assuming that’s why they were here, but they sh

The moment we entered my room, Dustin’s lips were on mine, sending shivers of excitement down my body. My clothes were stripped from me as I was pushed into the bathroom and into the shower. “I-In the shower?” I stammered as his kisses made their way down my jawline to my neck, “We should get the sand off of us.” He muttered against my skin as he somehow managed to turn on the water. As soon as the water made contact with our skin, I felt a surge of emotions erupt around us. Dustin’s hands roamed my wet, naked body. I felt like I would reach my climax just by his touch alone. “Now, I need you to listen to what I tell you.” Dustin tells me, “Do you understand me?” “Yes.” “Yes, what?” Dustin said; I bit my lip, staring into his lustful gaze, “Yes, sir.” He smirked, “Good girl.” Another heated kiss was placed on my lips before he pulled away, guiding my leg onto the ledge, “Now, be a good girl and take your punishment.” Dustin’s fingers caressed my core before I felt them work t

The company’s building was gorgeous! The architecture was almost as extravagant as ours back home. I could feel the vibrator in me move as we walked towards the front desk, I cleared my throat and looked at the receptionist, who was giving us a sideways glance.“Good afternoon, how can I help you?” she asked in a sweet voice.“Yes, we're here to see Mr. Johnson,” I replied.“Do you have an appointment?” I cleared my throat as the vibrations from the toy were pulsating up my body as if I was being struck by electricity. “Yes, we do, under Zane Incorporated.” I managed to reply; it took everything I had to fight back the moan that was threatening to escape my throat. “I'll let him know that you're here,” she said, picking up the phone and dialing his extension.She spoke for a few moments, then hung up and smiled at us. “Mr. Johnson will see you now. Take the elevator to the 18th floor, and his office is the last one on the left.”“Thank you,” I said, as we turned towards the elevato