6. Clara

6

CLARA

W hat the hell was I doing kissing Ethan? I gave myself all of two seconds to consider the repercussions before I brought our lips together again. He kissed with a slow passion that boded well for his skills. Every stroke of his tongue against mine sent my pulse fluttering. The long length of his cock in my backside promised me a good time…if he knew how to use it.

I’d never been one for conventional relationships, but up until now, I’d never kissed one of my bosses before.

I’d never had bosses this fuckable before either, so there was that to consider.

Ethan’s hands slid down my back and around my hip. I sat sideways on his lap, my legs stretched out across the couch. One turn and I could straddle him. The thought crossed my mind about the same time the rough edge of his palm traveled up my knee, stopping at the hem of my skirt. I cursed my leggings preventing him from touching bare skin and used my thumb to pop the button on his shirt open, then undid a second one. He’d removed his jacket at some point during the day, and his sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, showing off strong forearms and lean muscle.

Alexander and Liam were in the room somewhere. I’d lost sight of them when Ethan pulled me into his arms. But I felt them watching. It excited me in an unexplainable way. I’d never really believed there was one right and true way to fall in love. Love came in unexplainable ways sometimes, and I refused to pass up a chance to feel something I’d never felt before, especially in Ethan’s arms. Or in Alexander’s or Liam’s. Or, if I was really lucky, all three. Who wouldn’t love being around three impossibly gorgeous men? Who was I to pass up this chance to have all of their eyes on me? If they wanted to stand back and watch, let them. This made me happy. Fuck anyone who thought they should take that away from me because of some conventional bullshit about happiness.

Ethan’s hand roamed higher up my leggings, the touch slow and hot enough to burn through the thick fabric.

I angled my head for a better position and ran my free hand around the back of his neck and into his thick hair. The salt and pepper strands felt like silk in my fingers. His pulse hammered beneath my other hand, but he never tried to rush. If anything, he took things slower than I’d like. I broke off the kiss. “Touch me, Ethan.” I released the rest of the buttons and spread his shirt wide across his chest. Sculpted muscles tensed beneath my fingertips as he gripped me tight.

“Clara.” His rich voice held a warning.

I shook my head. “If you’re going to tell me this is a bad idea, don’t. This is what I want. Do you?”

He lifted his hips. “I would think it’s obvious what I want.”

“Good.” I shimmied off his lap and reached for my boots. Kicking them off, I risked a look over my shoulder. Alexander and Liam stood on the far side of the room, their eyes on me and so much hunger in their faces that I shivered at the power I held over them. I wanted all of them, but that was a big ask, especially when I had no idea if they’d ever shared before. I winked at them and turned back to Ethan. It took seconds to hike my skirt up and peel off my leggings. I left everything else on, but I needed to feel his hands on my skin.

Ethan reached for me, his hands delving beneath my skirt and locking onto my hips. He guided me back into his lap, pulling my knees to either side of his legs and letting me straddle his erection. “Are you sure?”

I kissed him to stop the questions and tugged his belt loose. The zipper slid down with a grating sound that danced in the air. It held the promise of freedom, of completion.

Ethan tugged on my shirt, pulling the wide neck down over my shoulders. My bra straps moved with it, allowing cool air to brush over my breasts. My already pebbled nipples tightened. Ethan palmed both breasts and dropped his head from my lips to my tits. He rubbed his face over one, then the other, before finally pulling a nipple into his mouth.

I gripped his shoulders and leaned back to give him better access. My soaked panties rubbed against his pants, and I ground my hips onto him. “That feels so good.” My head fell back at the pleasure spiking through me. Every pull of his mouth sent a throb into my clit.

“Fuck.” Alexander’s voice behind me came in a jagged burst.

“Don’t go,” I whispered low enough they could pretend not to hear if they really wanted to leave.

They both stayed. My focus was on Ethan and everything he made me feel, but I hoped to get all of them to join in at some point. I wanted them all, and if this was my one chance, I refused to let it slip through my fingers. I wanted them here, in the cold and the dark. They made me happy. Despite all the shit in my life, today was one of the best days I’d had in a long time. I’d keep it going as long as I could. “More, Ethan.” I rocked over his cock in languid strokes.

He answered me with his hands, plunging them beneath my skirt and shoving my panties aside. A single thick finger entered me.

“Yes,” I hissed and rode his hand. A second finger joined the first, and his thumb found my clit. The pressure instantly increased. I made a mewling sound as my breath caught. Fuck he felt good, and I still needed his cock, needed it so deep inside me I could feel it throb with his desire.

Ethan growled and sucked harder on my nipple. He nipped and bit in time with his thrusts until I writhed in his arms.

“I should go check the generator.” Alexander again.

Ethan looked up, his gaze skipping past me, but he never stopped. If anything, his pace increased until I barely had any breath to speak.

“The room’s warm enough to me.” It was a subtle invitation. “For a little while, at least.”

Ethan pulled his fingers out of my pussy and hiked my skirt up over my ass. He bundled it into one hand and pulled me flush against his cock. “I’m going to fuck you, Clara. Are you ready for that?”

“Yes.” I bit my lip and shot a pleading look at Alexander and Liam. “Can they stay and watch?”

Ethan had a silent conversation with his friends, a conversation that took seconds. “Yes.”

“Good.” I slithered off his lap and motioned for him to take off his shirt. I shimmied his pants down over his hips and dropped to my knees between his legs. His cock was a delicious sight. He had enough girth to fill me and the length I knew would reach that special spot. My tongue darted out to taste him, and I licked the precum from the head before swirling my lips over him and bobbing my head.

Three groans filled the room. The darkness stopped mattering. This was what mattered, these three men desperate for me and nothing else. I’d line them up on the couch and fuck each one in turn. Hell, I had zero inhibitions when it came to sex. They could plug every hole and I’d take them all on at once. I kept those thoughts locked away for now, afraid of saying something too soon and scaring them all. I had a voracious sexual appetite. The kind that a lot of men were afraid of.

Ethan’s cock filled my mouth. I wrapped both hands around the shaft and stroked down while sucking. The constant pressure caused him to swell bigger. He bucked into my mouth, and I relaxed my hands to let him slide into my throat. “Fucking hell, Clara. God that feels good. I want my cock in your pussy so you can squeeze me like you squeezed my fingers. Can you do that?”

I worked him deeper into my mouth in response. His hands clamped down on the sides of my head. Even a man as gentle as Ethan desired a little power play now and then. He needed one now, needed to control my movements. I relaxed, sliding my hands up and down his thighs, giving my non-verbal permission for him to take control.

His hands tightened, not painfully, but as a guide to what was coming. He pushed me down onto his cock, pulled me back, then plunged me down again. I loved feeling him come undone. He might feel like he had control of the situation, but I’d done this to him. I’d driven him to this point of desperation, of feral, animalistic need that had him fucking my face like a man possessed.

My teeth scraped lightly over his length.

He jerked my head off his cock and pulled us both to our feet. “Clothes off.”

I unhooked the buttons on my skirt and let it fall into a puddle at my feet. Ethan pulled my shirt and bra back into place, then tugged the shirt over my head. I reached back for my bra, and he batted my hands away to undo the clasp himself. Once he’d removed my bra, he took my hands and stepped back. “You’re so fucking beautiful. I’ve wanted to tell you that since I first saw you. Now that I can, I’ll never stop. You’re a goddess, Clara, and it’s my pleasure to give you as many orgasms as I possibly can.” He winked and his perfect smile turned devious. “And trust me, I’m very good at giving pleasure.”

Any other woman might take offense to that statement, assuming it meant he’d had multiple lovers over his life. “Thank fuck,” was all I said as I stood there and let him look me over. I gave all of myself to Ethan. He sat on the couch and planted his feet on the floor. Watching me, he gave his cock a quick rub, one side of his mouth hitched upward. “You want this? Come and get it.”

With my eyes locked on Ethan’s, I hooked my thumbs in my panties and dragged them down over my ass, inch by inch. The heat of his gaze made me bolder than usual, so I took my time, letting Alexander and Liam get a good look at what they were missing. Neither made a move toward me, but I heard them. Guttural groans and the slick sound of flesh as they jerked on their cocks. I wiggled a bit and bent at the waist, easing my panties past my knees.

I could drop them, but where was the fun in that? I picked up one foot, then the other, fully removing my panties before I straightened. Adding a little extra sway to my hips, I sauntered over to Ethan and straddled his lap. “Let’s see if you’re as good as you promised.” I held his cock with one hand and eased the head into my pussy. A spasm twitched my clit, and I matched his grin as I fully seated him to the hilt in one savage plunge. My pussy tightened at the suddenness of it, and I gasped.

I was right. Ethan’s cock filled all the space, the thickness making every move more delicious than the last. I lifted onto my knees and sat again, taking him in long, deep strokes. “Come on. Don’t make me do all the work. You promised you knew what you were doing.”

The words were out of my mouth in an instant when he locked my hips in place and thrust so deep stars burst behind my eyes. “This is just the teaser. Take your time. Have a little fun. Come all over my dick and show me how good you feel. Then, and only then, I’ll bend you over the arm of the couch and do all the things that have been on my mind.”

“Promises, promises.” I rode his cock hard and fast, the pleasure building to a peak. My fingers dug into his shoulders and his into my hips as we found a rhythm. “You feel pretty fucking good, Ethan.” He lifted me off his cock and slammed me back down so hard vibrations rattled my spine. “Again.”

He buried his face in my breasts, swiped his tongue over a nipple, and pulled it between his teeth. The pressure drove me to that edge of sweet pain as he sucked and bit.

Liam’s coarse curse mingled with Alexander’s grunted response. They were still there, still watching. The thought spiked my pleasure higher. Ethan worked his cock in my pussy, using his entire length to pleasure me. Movement in my peripheral vision broke my concentration, and I turned my head.

Alexander moved down the wall, giving himself a better position to watch me take Ethan.

“Like what you see?” I taunted him with an arched spine and a deep groan of satisfaction when Ethan brought us together in a series of hard thrusts.

Alexander’s eyes burned with an inner light I’d never seen in a man’s face. He looked positively desperate, and it set off a quaking in my core. “Ethan’s right. You’re a fucking goddess. And I cannot leave this room without seeing you orgasm.”

“Would you like to join us?” I held out a hand, offering him the choice. The room narrowed to this moment, this question. The bare walls of Alexander’s office faded. The slap of flesh as Ethan and I fucked drowned out almost everything else, but I saw the moment through Alexander’s eyes, saw Ethan bent over me, his cock pleasuring me. It was almost too much.

Ethan slowed his strokes, and the shift stoked my passion higher. My pussy tightened and released, my clit so swollen it throbbed with every heartbeat. “I’m so close, Ethan. Please.” He fingered my clit. “Oh. Fuck.” My eyes closed, my body stiffening. “I’m going to come. Fuck. I’m coming. But I’m not done yet.” My voice cracked as the waves swept over me. “Alexander?”

I prayed he’d join us. Maybe Liam too. This orgasm was only the beginning.

“Right here.” He cupped the side of my face in his hand. “Open your eyes, sweetheart. Let us see the light when you come.”