20. Sabrina

Ifelt like the queen of the whole fucking world as the four of us walked down the quiet hallway. Chase and Russell walked on either side of me, with Garrett behind me. Our footsteps barely made a sound until we stepped into the elevator and then out again on the lacquered fourth floor.

“This is the security floor. Two guys there.” Chase pointed toward a closed door with SECURITY stamped across the tan wood. “And the storage room is down here.”

“How often do you change security?” I asked. The room where the guys sat had no outside windows, and the door was closed.

Chase rattled a set of keys in his palm. “We’ve had these guys for ten years. Never had a problem with either of them. And I put them through one hell of a background check.” He sounded confident and self-assured, everything I’d come to expect from him. “The storage room is there.” He pointed at the end of the hall where there was a single door with a keycard access lock. “The keycard doesn’t work since the security camera went down. Only way in is with a key.” He inserted the key into the lock and twisted.

The door swung inward on silent hinges. Chase stepped through, followed by Russell.

“Looks the same as last time I came down here,” Russell said with a wave of his hand. “Musty as hell.”

I entered and made my way slowly around the room. Black, floor-to-ceiling shelves ran the length of the room, along each of the four walls, with a second set interspersed in perpendicular lines that created a bit of a maze. “Chase, some of these computers are twenty years old. You’re never going to use them.”

“They’re vintage.” He patted an original with a loving look. “This is the computer I wrote my first program on.”

“Never took you for the sentimental sort.” I should have, I realized. The minute I walked into his house that first day, I knew he wasn’t the kind of man who typically made snap decisions. This proved that, and more. He was sentimental and nostalgic.

He set his hands on a shelf and beamed at Russell on the other side. “That’s the keyboard you broke the night that punk kid hacked your system and shut down the firewall.”

“I’d forgotten about that.” Russell picked up the two halves and laughed. “It’s the reason I created the new system.”

I left them to reminisce and prowled the room. Bits of computers lay on every shelf. An old landline phone sat discarded alongside a stack of floppy disks. I only recognized them thanks to Dad. The place was cluttered but clean. “Does anyone ever dust in here?” I ran my finger along a shelf. Clean.

“We have a special ventilation system that helps keep it clean.” Garrett appeared beside me. “Find what you’re looking for?”

“I don’t know what I’m looking for.”

“No?” He propped his elbow on the shelf beside me. “But we did find the one room in the whole building that’s unmonitored.”

“But didn’t the cameras see us coming in here? Won’t that be suspicious?” My stomach fluttered even as I made the argument.

“Sure.” Garrett shrugged. “Which is why I carried a box in here. So it looks legit. No one will suspect we’re searching the place.”

Or that we might have a quickie among the rubble. I bit the inside of my cheek. Did I dare ask for this after what I said earlier? We were safe here, as safe as we could be. And I needed them. I’d been on edge since I walked into the building. Having to leave early during our weekend getaway left me wanting them more than I thought possible. And I finally had all three of them in the same room with me.

I stepped closer to Garrett, testing his willingness, and set my hands on the flat planes of his stomach. “There’s something else I’d like to do.”

“Yeah?” His smirk widened to a full grin. “I’d rather walk across a lake of fire than tell you no.”

Russell and Chase looked our way. Heat filled their eyes.

I focused on Garrett and stood on my tiptoes to kiss him. My hand dipped below his belt and palmed his erection already straining against his pants. “We have to be fast,” I warned him while pulling Russell in with a handful of his tie. “I need you all too much.” I met Chase’s lingering look. “Please.”

“How the fuck am I supposed to say no to that?” Chase cleared a path toward me and grabbed me around the waist. His lips seared mine in a blistering kiss as he picked me up and set me on the edge of a shelf.

My panties tore and I let out a shocked gasp at the sudden rush of cool air over my swollen pussy.

Chase buried his head between my legs, his large hands pushing my thighs so far apart I thought I’d split in half. But the feel of him, good God, I’d never felt anything as amazing as his tongue ravaging every inch of me. I gripped his hair and leaned my head against a second shelf, arching my back as the waves of pleasure built. “Fuck.” I rode his face while Garrett and Russell watched from either side.

Chase rucked my dress up around my waist, giving them a full view. He growled, his tongue thrusting into me, and worked his face deeper into my folds.

“Damn.” Garrett groaned and released his cock from his pants. He stroked his length, his chest heaving.

Russell moved to stand beside me and leaned in, capturing my lips in a deep kiss. I groaned into his mouth and shattered on Chase’s tongue. He lapped up my orgasm, the sounds of our groans echoing around the room. Russell released me as Chase pulled me down from the shelf and turned me around.

Garrett took my place, double-fisting his cock.

“I’m going to fuck you while you suck Garrett,” Chase’s raspy voice sizzled in my ear. “If we had room, Russell and I would fuck both your holes while you suck him, but this will have to do.” He pressed me forward, my open mouth taking Garrett as his cock filled me. I took them both in and it still wasn’t enough. Without turning my head, I reached for Russell and found his belt close enough to grasp. I didn’t hesitate to haul him closer and work his erection free. I needed all of them, all together, in a way I had no explanation for. A desperate need for fulfillment clawed at me, driving me over Garrett’s cock until I pulled him in deep enough to choke. I held him there and let myself feel every vibration as Chase fucked me. His thick cock pushed me to my limit, the sound of his fractured breathing pulsing over my neck and spurring me on with every thrust. I palmed Russell’s cock and wrapped my hand around the shaft.

“That’s it.” Chase groaned in my ear. “I love the way you squeeze me, Sabrina. I’ve missed you. Missed this.” He retreated to the tip of his dick, then drove it home in a series of short, rolling thrusts.

I’d missed him too, all of them. I couldn’t say so with my mouth around Garrett’s dick, so I hummed low in my throat.

Garrett bucked his hips with a curse loud enough to sound downstairs. “I’m not going to last much longer if you keep that up.”

“Good,” I muttered around his dick and hummed again. We found a rhythm, the four of us moving as a beautiful, sex-driven orchestra of motion and emotion. My orgasm rolled up my spine in a series of shudders.

Chase held my hips and helped me widen my legs for a deeper connection. Each thrust caused stars to burst behind my eyelids. I held on tighter to Russell’s dick, stroking him as he groaned and leaned into me, kissing my neck and shoulder while one hand slid under my dress to pinch my nipples. With a roll of his hips, Chase buried himself, retreated, and did it all again. The long, smooth strokes pulsed through me, spiraling the tension into a tight coil. My legs quivered as the muscles spasmed.

“Let go, baby.” Russell rolled my nipple between his thumb and forefinger. He thrust into my hand, his cock stiffening, hot cum filling my palm in a surge of warmth.

I groaned deep in the back of my throat, my orgasm sweeping through me in a wild rush. My jaw locked over Garrett. He tangled a hand in my hair and shot his cum down my throat.

Chase held on the longest, continuing to stroke me through the echoes of my orgasm, up the peak of a second. He lifted me from Garrett’s dick, raised my leg until it rested on the shelf, deepening the angle until he filled every inch of me. My head fell back against his chest and I locked my arms around his neck, riding the storm as tiny bolts of electricity zapped my muscles. I came so hard the stars behind my eyelids burst into full color and I let out a breathless scream, my vision swimming in and out of focus.

Sharp gasps of air brought my vision back, though it didn’t help my trembling limbs for several minutes. Chase held me up, his arms strong as iron around my stomach.

Russell lowered my leg to the floor and massaged the shaking muscles, while Garrett scrambled down and dug through a shelf in the corner. He came back with a package of clean rags and the three of them took care of me, cleaning me and then themselves. I continued to gasp for oxygen. “Holy fuck. I think I just saw heaven.” I took another shaky breath and laughed. “You three.” I pointed at them. “You all have your work cut out for you now. I know what you’re capable of.”

“So do we.” Russell winked at me before tucking his cock away and zipping his pants. “We’ll take things slow next time.”

Next time. The promise of that shocked me upright. I smoothed my dress down over my hips and ran my hands through my tangled hair. “What time is it?”

“Almost eleven.” Garrett checked his watch. “Why?”

“You have a meeting at eleven.” I waved them off. “Go. We’ll talk about this later. You need to be in your office when they arrive.” I pointed at my hopeless hair. “I need more time.”

Chase frowned and started to resist.

“No. I’m fine. I promise. But you can’t be late. Not with these guys. I did some research on them last week and read through your previous meetings. Don’t give them any reason to doubt you.” I adjusted Chase’s tie and patted Garrett on the ass. “Get out of here. I’ll be there as soon as I fix this.”

Russell took Chase by the arm, the commanding look doing all sorts of things to me. I loved that look. “She’s right. I’m sorry, I don’t like leaving like this either, but we need to go.” He took the keys from Chase and held them out to me. “Lock up when you’re done. You can use the bathroom in my office if you need it.”

They left amid many grumbles from Chase and several backward glances. I continued to reassure them that I was fine. It was the truth. I was absolutely fine. And I totally wanted some time alone in this room without them looking over my shoulder. Something about it triggered me, and I had to find out why. Once the door closed behind them, I gave up on my hair and made my way around the room again. My legs still shook, but they grew stronger with every step. I’d be sore later. Worth it. Worth every ache to have any of them fuck me like they couldn’t live without me. To have all three was my every dream come true.

Computer parts littered the shelves in neat rows. Things were organized and tidy in complete Chase fashion. Everything the man did was deliberate. I picked up a box of keycaps and shook them, then moved on to the next shelf, where a computer screen sat beside a monitor, keyboard, and mouse. I frowned and turned a slow circle. Nowhere else in the room was a system set up like this. All the individual pieces had their own shelves. No overlap.

So why this one? I reached behind the monitor and found a connection cable running toward the wall and dropped to my hands and knees. Sure enough, a surge protector had been plugged into the wall. I pressed the button, and the computer screen lit up.

“Bingo. I found you, you bastard.” Joy burst in my chest. I’d found the thief’s little lair. A laugh bubbled up. I’d been right all along. “You watch too much TV, you little punk. You’re mine now.” I cracked my knuckles and stared at the password-protected screen. “Let’s see how smart you are.” I didn’t bother with a generic password but went straight for a hardcore string of letters and numbers similar to what I’d use in their place.

Wrong.

I blew out a breath. Okay. At best, I had two tries left before the whole thing locked me out. Thankfully this punk didn’t seem to think they needed to set the system up with a single failure system that would shut down after one wrong try. Amateur.

I set my fingers on the keyboard a second time.

An alarm screamed overhead, a red light whirling beneath the closed door. Shit. Fire alarm. I’d gone through enough fire drills to recognize the situation. My throat tightened. Just a drill or a real fire? I eyed the computer and chewed my cheek. Risk it or get out?

Fuck it. I typed in another favorite among hackers and hit return.

Wrong again.

“Shit. You little prick.” I smacked both palms over the shelf. “You’re not smarter than me. I won’t let you win.” One more try. I pulled in a deep breath of clean but musty air. No smoke. The thought sent a surge of relief through me. “Come on, Sabrina. Think. What would this asshole use?” There were a million possibilities. Who was the person targeting? If they wanted to take Chase down, the password could relate to that. Or if they were smart, it would be a completely random string of numbers, letters, and symbols that they’d memorized or written down. I knew better than to waste time looking for the code. They wouldn’t leave it here. My half brother taught me that. One of the few useful things he’d ever done.

I shoved away from the computer. I couldn’t risk getting locked out. “I’ll be back.” I pointed at the screen. “You can’t beat me.” I knew where they hid. Now all I had to do was figure out what they wanted. Then I’d come back, or tell Chase and let him figure it out. He was the one with the innovative apps.

I left the room, closing and locking the door behind me, and headed to the stairwell. My pulse sped up when the door refused to open. I yanked on it again, shouting, “Hey. This isn’t supposed to be locked.”