"My name is Nicholas Rossi." I shake his hand quickly.
I clear my throat slightly. "How can I help you guys?"
The second twin reaches his hand out as well. I shake it as he introduces himself. "I'm Antonio Rossi." He lets my hand go slowly. He coughs slightly and puts his hands in his pockets. I follow the movement and my eyes widen as I take in the giant bulge in his pants. I look to the side slightly to see that Nicholas also has a bulge of his own. I look back up and into the dark eyes of Antonio. He goes to take a step forward but Nicholas reaches a hand out to stop him. They look at each other for a moment before Antonio curses under his breath in Italian.
Nicholas turns back to me with a smile.
"We own Rossi, Inc., where Jacob is the lead security technician. It seems there was an issue with our security and he is unable to fix it himself. He claims you, however, can help us."
I see his eyes look down at me and widen slightly. I look down to see I had let the door open a tiny bit, letting them see that I was very clearly in a towel.
I tighten the towel around my body and look back up at them. "I would love to help you guys, but I just got out of the shower and I have an early day tomorrow. I can come by your office after work tomorrow if you'd like?"
Please, leave so that I can go ride the dildo in my top drawer.
Jacob turns to me quickly, reaching out to grab my hand. "Please, Caroline! Help them, please. You owe me!" He shouts out.
I watch in surprise as Antonio pulls Jacob back roughly, making him drop my hand.
I swallow the lump in my throat. "Okay, I'll help. Let me get dressed and we can head to your office now."
"Actually, Jacob told us your office would be a better option?"
I suck in a breath and glare at Jacob. He's shaking in his shoes.
What's got him so scared?
"Of course, come on in then."
I open the door slightly, still standing behind it to hide my body.
Jacob enters first, immediately moving to the other end of the room, sitting on the couch with his head in his hands. The Rossi twins enter next, one after the other. They stand right by the door.
I close the door after them, going to turn around when one of Antonio's arms comes out to block my way. I look at his hand on the wall, then follow it back to his face. There is barely restrained anger evident in his face, in the way his eyebrows are tightened and the vein in his forehead stands out.
"Someone else here?"
It's phrased as a question, but it's more like an accusation than anything.
One of the twins reaches a hand out, and I can see his eyes are blue, whereas his twins are brown.
I raise an eyebrow, crossing my arms and trying my hardest to not pay attention to the way his eyes drop to my cleavage for a moment. "Not that it's any of your business, but no, I'm alone."
I take a small step forward, coming even closer to him, and look up into his eyes through my eyelashes. "Would you be jealous if I did have someone over?"
His eyes drop to my lips briefly before snapping back to my eyes.
I smirk at him and duck under his arm to get out. "I'm going to change really quick."
I walk into my bedroom, shut the door behind me, and walk to my closet. I pull out one of my pink silk pajama sets. It's a tank top and some shorts that don't even reach mid-thigh. I go to my dresser to pull out a pair of underwear but stop myself. What's the point? I'm so wet that the underwear would simply be pointless. I close the drawer and start drying off. I rub on some of my peach lotion and then put it on the shelf. I look in the mirror. My nipples are so hard you can see the outline through my shirt.
I shrug. No point in putting on a bra, either.
I go back to the door, open it, and walk out. I shut it behind me again before walking back down the hallway.
The twins are standing by the door, conversing in whispers. Jacob is still sitting on the couch, head in his hand. However, now he was snoring slightly.
"He's knocked out." The twins both go silent and turn to look at me.
I hear Nicholas utter a silent 'fuck' under his breath.
"Should we wake him up?" I ask as the two giants start towards me.
They stop in front of me, and I have to crane my head to look up at them. They really are giants.
"Let him sleep, I'm sure you can help us without him."
I nod and take a step back away from them, turning away and walking to the third door in the hallway. It's closed still from when I finished my shift earlier at TechBuddy.
I go to open the door when suddenly I'm pushed against it. I brace my hands against the door as I feel one of them press their body tightly against mine.
"Antonio." I hear Nicholas warn. "You're going to scare her."
I feel Antonio run his nose down the side of my neck and I shiver. His arms are raised by my head, palms pressed against the wall.
"She's not scared. She's wet, I can practically taste her right now." Antonio presses his body even closer to mine, letting me feel the huge hard-on he has.
"I wonder if she would actually let me taste her."
One of his hands slides down from the wall to my hands on the door in front of us. His fingers trace along my skin lightly, going from my hand to my arm.
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 hi
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