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 Sanders. He's a gifted hacker, I've met with him for a few different projects. He's not cheap." I stand up and walk toward my printer. I could feel the twin's eyes on me.
I turn to them, paper in hand. "This is a list of his clientele. I've crossed the ones off that were absolutely not involved. There are only three possibilities left." I hand them the papers.
"Pearl Russo, Jackie Colombo, and Iris Berlusconi." Antonio reads the three names.
I cross my arms over my chest. The twins instantly look up at me. "I've included their addresses and most recent issues. That's all I can do. As for Ariel, his address is there as well." The nod their heads and stand up. "You should know, he wasn't the one who sent the photo to the newspaper. They had to have hand-mailed it."
The twins look at each other and then walk toward me.
Instantly, I'm crowded, forced tightly against the wall beside my desk.
Antonio stands in front of me, one hand wrapped around my neck, the other pressed against the wall next to my head. Nicholas stands beside me, fingers tracing the waistband of my shorts, lips trailing along my neck.
He traces a path to my ear. "Do you know how unbelievably gorgeous you are?"
I look up into the eyes of Antonio as his hand goes from my neck to trace my cheek. "You look just like a fucking angel."
I bring my bottom lip into my mouth, biting it lightly as Antonio's eyes zero in on the small movement.
"Fucking tease." He leans down, grabbing me by my hair, to roughly press his mouth against mine. I moan as he nips at my mouth, giving him access to explore my mouth with his tongue. His hands go down my arms to my ass, and he hoists me up and wraps my legs around his hips. He pushes me further into the wall, pressing his rock-hard cock against my pussy through our clothes.
He pulls away, letting me take a breath as he starts trailing bites and kisses all down one side of my neck. I open my eyes to see Nicholas is gone.
"Nicholas?" I ask out loud.
Antonio hums against my neck. "Sent Jacob home." He pulls away to look me in the eyes once more. "Where is your room?"
"What?" I can't think, all I can focus on is the feeling of his dick pressed so tightly against me.
"Your room? I don't think your couch can handle what we will do to you."
"Across the hall."
He forces his lips back to mine briefly before pulling away from the wall, his hands still holding me up by my ass. He squeezes the flesh tightly in his hands as he turns and walks out of the room. I lean forward and start peppering kisses along his jaw, his neck, and any piece of skin I can reach.
He moans when I lightly nip at the space where his neck and shoulder meet.
He stops in the middle of the hallway and pushes against the wall. The force of this action causes one of the pictures I had hanging to fall next to us.
I look down at the broken frame on the floor, as does Antonio.
"I would say sorry, but I'm not."
I look back to see him staring at me, his eyes dark but a smile on his face.
I pull his face back to mine and whisper across his lips. "Neither am I."
Then, I force my lips against his.
His tongue instantly enters my mouth again, tangling with mine. He thrusts against me, making me moan as his cock continues to rub against me. I just know my juices have soaked his slacks.
One hand leaves my ass to reach into my shorts from the leg holes. He finds my soaking pussy immediately and rubs it slowly. He pulls his mouth away from mine and presses his forehead against mine.
"You guys couldn't even make it to the bedroom?"
I turn to face Nicholas, who stood a few feet next to us, right next to my bedroom.
I blush as I notice the giant bulge in his slacks.
"No, we couldn't."
Antonio chuckles at my words and pulls us away from the wall again. He walks to my bedroom door and Nicholas opens it, letting us walk in before following behind us.
Antonio walks straight to my bed and tosses me onto it. They both stand in front of me, big twin giants.
Nicholas pulls me to sit up, gripping my throat and claiming my lips himself. His hands reach down and rip my top off, my shorts following straight after.
I pull away and groan. "Those were my favorite pair."
Nicholas chuckles and pushes me to lie back down as he stands right next to his twin again.
"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
I can feel my pussy throbbing with need. "And why would we do that to our wife?" Nicholas smirks as Antonio reaches for his belt. I stand up immediately. Their wife? "What the hell are you talking about?" Nicholas smirks at me and pulls me to him, his erection digging into my stomach. "You are going to marry us tomorrow, Darling." I shake my head immediately. "I will do no such thing!" I attempt to pull away from him, but his arms wrap around my waist as his eyes darken. He pulls my face to his, his other hand wrapped around my neck. "You don't have a choice. We are getting married tomorrow morning, whether you want to or not. You will resign from your job, and come and live with us." "You guys don't even know me! Why would you marry me? Why would you think I would stay?" Antonio wraps around me from behind, his bulge digging into my back. He moves my hair to one side of my neck, so the back of my neck is exposed, his brother's hand still wrapped around the front. He begins