15. Mae

15

MAE

H is hands slid up over my ribcage and cupped my breasts, squeezing in time to his frantic, desperate thrusts inside me. His head dropped down, and he took one nipple into his mouth, swirling his tongue around my hard nub. His cock was thick and long, filling me in all the right ways. If I tilted my hips up in time to his thrusts, the firm head of his cock struck the greedy bundle of nerves hidden inside me, driving me closer and closer to orgasm. All I needed now was for him to… to…

"Fuck." My eyes snapped open, and a cramp shot up my wrist, pausing my efforts of fucking myself with my vibrator. "Ow, ow, ow!" I retracted my hand from between my legs, shaking it rapidly to ease the tightness in my muscles while the cusp of my orgasm began to fade and the fantasy in my mind turned to dust.

Jian had rejected me. Of course he had. Why wouldn't he? The idea that someone could genuinely be interested in me was ridiculous. Rocco and Dino? They liked the memory of me, I was sure of it. Jian saw me, the real me that I was now, and ran for the hills. Frustration had built up, so upon arriving home, I'd made sure Zack was still out with Mom and then thrown myself into bed with a wild fantasy of some nameless hunk .

The problem was, no matter how hard I tried or how intensely my toy pressed against my clit or slid inside me, it wasn't enough to get me off. Something was missing, and I'd been trying for so long that my wrist ached, but my climax still lingered in my mind loud enough that I couldn't give up.

I wanted my body to listen to me. I wanted to get off thinking about some sexy stranger to replace thoughts of those men, where I could then move on and hopefully not see any of them ever again.

I closed my eyes, switched my toy to my other hand, and slid it back into my pussy as I reclaimed my fantasy. My sexy, gorgeous, dark-haired hunk was back inside me, fucking into me with as much wild abandon as I could manage with my own wrist. Then he lifted his head, and Rocco stared down at me. A sudden pulse of desire shot through me, and I clamped my thighs down around my hand.

"Oh, fuck," I whimpered, turning my head into my pillow. "Not him."

But it was too late. The moment Rocco invaded my thoughts, Dino and Jian followed. The harder I tried to ignore them, the more impossible it was to think of anyone except them. Rocco was over me, purring compliments into my ear. Jian was between my legs, taking over fucking me with his tongue, and Dino was kissing my breasts. He teased my nipples, sucked them into his mouth, and kissed them as powerfully as he'd kissed me before.

The closer I got to orgasm, the filthier my fantasy became, and I couldn't help myself. I wanted to feel their cocks stretching me open, two at a time, all three if I could. I wanted fingers and tongues kissing and touching everywhere they could reach. I wanted to feel their hands on my skin, pulling me in all directions, the weight of their cocks on my tongue and their cum down my throat.

I came so hard that my toy slipped from my fingers, but it didn't matter. My climax had a mind of its own, and I moaned loudly into my pillow as waves upon waves of pleasure pulsed through my body. My toes curled, my eyes rolled back, and my core muscles twitched powerfully.

Suddenly, loud knocking echoed through the house and I bolted upright, my heart hammering wildly in my chest.

Fuck.

Did Mom lock herself out with Zack? Just my fucking luck. With my pussy still twitching and the last tendrils of my orgasm sweeping through me, I awkwardly dove from my bed and pulled my dress back on. Then I hurried down the stairs two at a time as the knocking came once more.

"I'm sorry, I was just in the bathroom. Did you forget your key?" I asked as I yanked the door open, only to pause when I came face to face with Jian.

He stood there looking so incredibly handsome, the complete opposite of the sweaty, rushed mess I was presenting. Thirty seconds ago, I'd been fantasizing about choking on his cock, and now he stood on my doorstep with a small smile on his lips.

"Mae." Jian frowned slightly. "Are you okay?"

"What?" I glanced down at myself, then quickly smoothed out the rumples on my dress. There was no way he could tell what I'd been up to, right? Even as nerves twitched on their own and the scent of my own sex lingered in my senses, I forced my focus onto Jian. "I'm fine. What do you want?"

"I wanted to talk to you."

Gripping the door with one hand, I glared at him. "What more is there to say?" I'd used all my courage to ask him out for a drink, and he'd shot me down rather spectacularly and in front of the pharmacist. That was more than enough humiliation for one day.

"Mae, I think you're beautiful. You're quite possibly the sweetest person I have ever met, and I am in constant awe of how I can't get you out of my head. And we've only met a few times. I want to take you out. I want to spend time with you."

My grip tightened on the door. "Then why the hell did you say no?"

"Because I work for Rocco."

Oh.

"I'm his bodyguard."

Oh .

Confusion swirled like static in my gut, and my gaze dropped away from Jian as the pieces slowly slotted into place while he continued to talk.

"I'm aware of how you feel about him and what you've asked him and Dino to do. I didn't know who you were when we first met, but I quickly learned. And I couldn't say yes without your knowing the truth because I didn't want you to think I was being dishonest or trying to mislead you."

Jian worked… for Rocco? I lifted my gaze from the pebbles. "How come I've never seen you?"

"When?" Jian asked, his voice soft.

"Ever?"

"Well… at the funeral, I was providing overwatch, and then I had to chase down those fucking assholes on the bikes. When I got back to the mansion, you were gone. And when Rocco was here last week to talk to you, I was just out there in the car. Honestly, I thought you might have seen me, but earlier, you spoke to me like you had no idea."

"Wow," I breathed out, letting the information answer all my rising questions. "You're a pretty good bodyguard if no one even knows you're there. "

"I try." Jian's smile was shy, awkward, like he was expecting me to blow up at him.

Truthfully, knowing he was connected to Rocco and Dino just made him a little more sexier. Maybe it was the danger aspect, or the ease with which he could slot into my fantasies now.

"I understand you've asked Rocco and Dino to leave you alone, and that same rule will extend to me."

"Damn right, it does," I snapped, then I sighed and slumped a little against the door. "You're from a different world. All of you. All I care about is keeping my son safe, and you three are in the" —I lowered my voice— " Mafia . I can't have that kind of danger around my son. I'm not part of any of that. I'm just…"

The disappointment was building as reality settled heavily across my shoulders. My sexy store man who was supposed to help me get over Rocco and Dino was now part of the same puzzle, and I was back to square one. We were fated to be kept apart.

And yet, with my earlier fantasy still on my mind and my pussy aching each time I shifted my thighs, my resolve was crumbling. Would it be so bad if I just gave in?

"I understand." Jian stepped forward, drawing up to his full height. His eyes darted back and forth between my own, and then he raised one hand. His soft, warm palm cupped my cheek and tucked hair behind my ear, then he ran the pad of his thumb over the swell of my cheek. My breath caught in my throat, and I gripped the door so tightly that the edge imprinted a groove into my palm.

"Jian—"

His lips pressed against mine, and for a moment, he tasted as sweet as the caramelized sugar scent that rolled off him. His lips slotted perfectly against mine, and the kiss was light, a brief passing of contact. Only Jian didn't pull away like I expected. As I kissed him back, he suddenly leaned into the moment and deepened the kiss. His hand caressed from my cheek to my hair, where he grabbed a fistful and held me in place. As he pressed forward, my head tilted back slightly, forcing my body to bow into his. My heart rate increased, fluttering so loudly that I was certain Jian must be able to hear it.

His tongue swiped across my lower lip, and then he pulled away. Jian stepped back, curling his lower lip into his mouth as if savoring my taste. I did the same, chasing the phantom press of his lips against mine.

"I had to do that," Jian said quietly. "Just once."

I couldn't speak. I could barely think.

Jian turned and headed back down the path toward the silver car parked in front of my house, and I slowly closed the door. A rush of tingles swept down my entire body, and I groaned, slumping back against the door.

If I gave in… what was the worst that could happen?