Boss Man

Boss Man

Sierra Summers

Published 2011

ISBN 978-1-59578-828-3

Published by Liquid Silver Books, imprint of Atlantic Bridge Publishing, 10509 Sedgegrass Dr, Indianapolis, Indiana 46235. Copyright © 2011, Sierra Summers. All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, recording or otherwise, without the prior written permission of the author. Manufactured in the United States of America

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This is a work of fiction. The characters, incidents and dialogues in this book are of the author’s imagination and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to actual events or persons, living or dead, is completely coincidental.

Blurb

Penny Lane has had it rough at work. Her new boss is a slave driver, so she decides to attend an exclusive party, desperately needing to blow off some steam. There she meets Andrew, a hunky blond, and decides to take him up on his offer for some mutual pleasure, not only to share some time with him but his best friend as well. Penny is more than happy to play along. There is a twist to his proposal and she ends up blindfolded. She spends a few sweet hours being pleasured by two men. After the blindfold comes off she discovers the mystery man is her employer Dante Parker. She flees, embarrassed and humiliated, but Dante isn't quite through with Penny. He plans on not only continuing their time together but he's also going to show her the hot passion to be found in a little bondage. He's determined to show Penny how sweet it is to surrender to the Bossman.

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Dedication

To my wonderful and supportive writing partner, VJ. Thanks for being there, and to Tawny Taylor who always says the right thing.

Chapter One

Penny Lane handed her overcoat to the coat check girl and took her claim ticket, then opened her rhinestone-studded clutch and tossed it inside. She rubbed her icy hands together trying to gather some warmth. February in Michigan could be brutal and tonight was no different. Even the foyer of Deidre’s annual Valentine’s Day Ball couldn’t escape the bitter winds, and Penny shivered in her long gown. She looked at the white ornate doors and knew that inside real warmth awaited her. She moseyed up to the small bar just outside the ballroom and joined her best friend Wendy. “Deidre outdid herself this year,” the tall, curvaceous brunette commented. It was true. Each year the Ball drew a larger crowd and this year it had been moved to the elegant Tanner Temple. Penny had never been to the Tanner, but had heard enough stories over the years to know how expensive and exclusive the place was. Normally, her job as an executive assistant would preclude an invitation to such exclusive events, but Deidre had been one of her closest friends since high school. “Champagne.” She accepted the tall flute filled with pale gold liquid from a shirtless waiter. “Oh my God, he is so hot,” Wendy cooed as the waiter sauntered away, the muscles in his arms and back a stunning sculpture. In true Deidre style, the waiters were all shirtless and gorgeous. “Yes he is, but there are a lot more like him on the other side of that door.” Penny sipped slowly from her glass. She was in the mood to play this evening. “I know, and they all love curvy girls like us.” Wendy countered, touching her glass to Penny’s. She’d waited all year for this particular event. To the normal outsider it was another fancy ball, but those invited year after year knew differently. This night was the chance to fulfill fantasies. From kissing a stranger to more fruitful activities. Her thighs quivered just imagining what awaited her on the other side of the door. She’d been on a dry streak for longer than she wanted to admit. Sure, it was mostly self-imposed, but only because she refused to compromise on what she truly desired. She no longer wanted the quiet, shy kind of lover she usually attracted. No, she wanted a self-assured, take-charge kind of man to drive her insane with lust. She was tired of faking her orgasms and only achieving them with her battery-operated boyfriend. “You look great, by the way.” Wendy’s voice dragged her back to the present.

“Thanks. You look beautiful too.” Wendy shrugged her shoulders. “I’m lucky I found this dress.” What a dress it was. Her friend looked wonderful in her short, fire-engine-red silk sheath. Her short brown hair was blown straight and highlighted strong high cheekbones. Penny felt beautiful as well. She wasn’t used to wearing such a formfitting dress, but the moment she saw the baby-blue gown she knew it belonged to her. The bodice was cut low and showed just enough cleavage to entice. Blue and white rhinestones covered the front and back of the sleeveless bodice. She’d curled her long chestnut hair and piled it on top of her head, accentuating the style with tiny little crystals. Stray curls drifted along her jawline, almost tickling, but not quite. Yeah, she felt damned good about how she looked. “I’m ready.” She smiled, turning toward the door. Wendy grabbed her hand and held it as they entered the main ballroom. The scenery took her breath away. The walls were covered in white satin and blue velvet. The statue of David was life sized and carved in ice. Penny could have sworn that the real statue’s cock wasn’t as large as it was in ice, but that only added to the magnificence of the piece. Endless bottles of wine and champagne flanked both sides of the table with several waiters on hand to refill empty glasses. A large buffet filled with succulent foods lined one side of the room. Gold silk ropes hung from the ceiling attached to gold bars. Scantily clad women hung from the trapezes, posing in seemingly impossible sexual positions while swinging. The lighting was low but she could see clearly. There was a large dance area and plenty of seating, but it was the back of the ballroom that captured her attention. An open doorway framed in pale blue lights beckoned. The play area was specially designed for those who wished to take their flirtations to another level. Deidre ensured every guest had been completely vetted prior to invitation. Everyone knew the rules—safe, sane and consensual play—and anyone who broke them suffered the consequences. Penny trusted her good friend and always loved participating in an evening of sexual games. Most of the encounters were for the night only, but there were more than a few couples who ended up in meaningful relationships that lasted a lifetime. Penny usually only attended one event, though they were held several times throughout the year. This was the first event she’d come to in over two years. After her wicked breakup with Paul six months ago, she hadn’t felt like getting out, and work had been a bear. Her company’s new president, Dante Parker, was a slave driver and expected everyone to be at his beck and call. The hefty raise he’d given his employees helped ease the pain a little, but there were times she resented the hell out of him.

Penny didn’t even work directly for him; she worked for his personal assistant Kale, who was determined to prove her worth. Her normally calm, cool friend had turned into a nightmare on heels, but she ignored most of Kale’s mood swings. Penny couldn’t imagine the amount of pressure Dante was putting on her. The past they shared, but he didn’t remember, gave her other reasons for needing time away from work but she wasn’t about to ruin the evening wallowing in memories. Two men approached the women. Both were handsome, one blond, the other dark. Wendy smiled as the one with the olive complexion and blinding white smile stopped in front of her. He offered her his hand and they took off to the dance floor. She looked back and winked. “Catch you later, Penny.” “Penny, it is?” the blond asked. He took her hand and brought it to his perfectly sculpted lips. He grazed her hand and it felt like she’d been branded by fire. “And you are?” she asked. Brilliant green eyes sparkled beneath a fringe of to-die-for lashes. “Andrew. Andrew Dawson. Would you like to dance?” He didn’t wait for her reply; looping her arm through his and leading her to the dance floor. The music was slow and lazy and set the pace. He wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her close. His hand settled dangerously close to her ass and she reveled in the sensation of being held by such a strong, gorgeous man. He was truly beautiful, model kind of beautiful, his skin perfectly tanned and smooth as butter. A strong jaw and square chin were topped off by a haphazard hairstyle. He made Penny wet. Planting her hand flat along his hard chest she shuddered. He moved her in a small circle, pressing his hand on the small of her back so there was no mistaking what had grown hard against her belly. “You’re a truly beautiful woman,” he whispered. His breath smelled like hot cinnamon and she definitely wanted a taste. Rising a little on her toes, she brushed a kiss to his lips, running her mouth back and forth. She tried to move back down but he held her still. “You can’t just tease a man like that and stop.” His mouth moved over hers, his tongue in the lead. She opened to him immediately, and moaned. He did taste like cinnamon as he stroked her tongue with his. His kiss was thorough and unhurried. She wanted to swallow him up but he was determined to keep the kiss long and drawn out. By the time his mouth left hers she was breathless and ready to drag him to the floor. Neither of them said anything as he pulled her to his chest and they continued the dance. Penny reveled in the heat his body was producing as well as the other changes rolling through her.

After two more slow torturous dances they stopped. “So, would you like to explore?” She knew exactly what he meant and he wasn’t talking about the tables filled with food. “Oh yeah.” She giggled. He didn’t wait for any further reply as he led her to the back of the ballroom. He guided her through a set of heavy blue velvet curtains. The dimly lit room was lined with plump couches where several couples were seated. Some were talking, others kissing and still others going further. He walked down the open hallway and stopped in front of a door. Penny held her breath. While she’d kissed other men before on the couches, even getting in some heavy-duty petting, she’d rarely entered the small private rooms usually provided. The room, like the hallway, was backlit but still dark. Andrew grabbed her wrists. “I want you.” His sensual voice wrapped around her like pure velvet. His hands slid up her arms with deliberate wicked slowness until they reached the top of her shoulders. His thumbs stroked over her collarbone. “Tell me, Penny, have you ever dreamed of making love with two men?” The questioned shocked her. At first she was dumbstruck, then she thought about it and the truth was she had indeed fantasized about being with two men. The very idea of being touched by two sets of hands had her pussy aching. He squeezed her gently. “Tell me.” He commanded, his tone driving straight through her tummy. “Yes. Yes I have.” Did she really just say that? “And what do you fantasize about when you think of it?” “I imagine one man behind me, his hands on my nipples.” Oh shit, was that her voice purring? “Is the other one in front of you with his hands between your thighs?” She nodded. He laughed. “Perfect.” Another presence moved behind her. Her back was bathed in heat as a separate pair of hands found her waist. Andrew cupped her face. “It’s your choice, beautiful. You can say no at any time, but if you choose my friend and me, we’ll give you more pleasure than you can dream of.” His hot breath whispered across her cheek, crawling up her neck. The other set of hands slid up her sides and back down. She turned her head to allow Andrew access to the sensitive skin of her throat. His tongue snaked out to lave the vulnerable flesh. “Yes,” she whispered. “Yes, I want this.”

He stepped back. “Wonderful, we only have one request, and that is to blindfold you.” “Why do I need to be blindfolded?” “My friend is a bit…shy. Besides, I promise you’ll enjoy not knowing when and where you’re going to be touched.” His fingertips skimmed across the bodice of her dress. Her nipples were so hard they ached. “So what shall it be?” He was giving her an out, but Penny knew she wasn’t about to walk out the door, not with her body on fire. She wanted to know the touch of two men. Wanted to know if Andrew and his mystery friend could fulfill the promise of pleasure he’d made. Penny placed her hands on the ones moving up and down her ribcage, locking fingers with the stranger and leaning against him. Andrew looked behind her. “I guess we have our answer.” He removed a handkerchief from his suit pocket and placed it over her eyes, tying it securely behind her head. The hands on her flanks moved to the back of her dress. She shivered as the zipper slid down. Goose bumps rose as each inch of her naked skin was revealed. Andrew quickly pulled the front of her dress down. The moment the cool air hit her breasts her nipples puckered even tighter. “Damn buddy, she has the most perfect nipples,” Andrew whispered. Penny cried out as she was turned around. The other man’s mouth latched onto one breast, covering it with his tongue, surrounding her nipple, pulling it deeply into his mouth before flicking it with his tongue. She reached out blindly, finding a thick head of hair. She threaded her fingers through it and held on tight. His tongue was pure silk and he licked slowly back and forth over one nipple before moving on to the next. Behind her, Andrew pulled her dress to the floor. “No panties? You’re a bad girl, Penny.” He laughed lightly. His hands covered her ass, squeezing and rubbing before running his finger down the crack between her cheeks. She let out a yelp as the tip of his finger delved a little deeper, touching the tight entrance. “Bad girls get spankings.” The light slap to her ass startled her but the slight sting warmed and spread as he rubbed the spot. Before she could react, her mystery lover pulled her other nipple deeply in his mouth. His teeth grazed the tips, nipping and biting. The surprise of his teeth pinching her was a lightning rod to her already sensitized body. Immediately he soothed her breasts with the full of his tongue. She loved the dual sensations. Both men had given her a taste of pain, only to ease it with a stroke of their hand or mouth.

One hand tickled along her belly and moved between her thighs. In other circumstances she might have been embarrassed by how wet she was. But here there were no reasons to worry. In the dark her wiggles and jiggles didn’t show. Her pale stretch marks were invisible and she felt like the most desirable woman on the planet. A long finger pushed through her wet folds and circled her clit. If Andrew hadn’t been behind her, Penny’s knees would have buckled as the mystery man slid a second finger in and traced her entrance. Emboldened, she reached out and ran her hand down the front of him, sliding further down his body until she encountered his rigid cock straining behind his dress pants. Andrew pushed up against her and ground his impressive erection in the small of her back. “You feel so damn soft, so hot and ready. Are you ready for us?” Andrew’s wicked tongue licked her ear before he took a sharp nip. Her unknown lover gripped her hand and helped her to roll down his zipper. She reached inside, touching velvety hard flesh. His hissed and bit her nipple harder. Behind her she heard the rip of a foil packet and Andrew’s retreat as he rolled on a condom. Andrew grasped her ass cheeks and pulled them open. His cock moved in and she spread her thighs wider to allow him full entry “Mmm… That’s good, open for me.” Andrew whispered. Guiding himself into her, he pushed slowly until his thick mushroom head filled her pussy. His lips nipped and licked her throat and along her shoulders. “I can’t believe how fucking wet you are.” He thrust forward, filling her completely. He stroked in and out in a slow, burning rhythm. She moved her hand up and down the shaft of the mystery man in front of her. He bucked his hips in tandem with her movements. She’d never felt such empowerment in her entire life. One man was fucking her smooth and deep while the other rubbed her clit and kept his mouth on her breasts, never letting go of one nipple long enough for her to keep her breath. It was an exercise in euphoria and she was bound and determined to enjoy every single second of it. “Damn woman, you’re so tight.” Andrew ground out between clenched teeth. He increased the pace. “My friend, you wouldn’t believe how soft she is. She’s fucking squeezing me like a vise.” Andrew’s hands dug into her waist and he pumped harder. One hand slapped her ass a little harder with each successive thrust. She tightened her hands around the other man’s cock and worked it, matching the rhythm Andrew was setting in her body. The room echoed as the three of them moaned and cried out. Andrew whispered dirty little words that only took Penny higher as he dared her to come.

The man in front of her removed her hand and she no longer felt his presence. It lasted only for a second as his hot breath blew across her thighs. He opened her pussy wide and smacked her bare flesh. Her shock was quieted when his wet, hot tongue stroked over her tight clit. “Oh yes!” she screamed as he continued to torture her. He licked around her clit before sucking it deeply into his mouth. His teeth grazed her delicate bud to the point that tears threatened to flow if he continued to torment her in such an exquisite way. “Mmm… You like having that pussy licked. He’s lucky, eating all that sweet honey.” Penny only managed a nod as one of Andrew’s hands grabbed her breast tight. Words escaped her as she sunk into the hot pleasure enveloping her. “Want to come, pretty lady?” Andrew whispered, tweaking her nipple. “Dear God, yes.” She was panting. “You have to ask, sweetness.” He stopped moving, and at the same time her stranger stopped licking her pussy. “Please, can I come?” She didn’t care; she’d say anything in order to keep both men moving on her body. “Good girl.” Andrew took off at a blistering pace while the stranger at her feet licked the tip of her clit over and over. Every nerve in her body was on fire as they drove her further and deeper into bliss. She urged them on with words of her own, begging and pleading for completion. Her thighs shook and her stomach tightened as she dove headfirst into an orgasm that had her seeing spots. She rode out the wave until every touch she received caused her tiny little aftershocks. When her body calmed down, Andrew removed the blindfold and pulled up her dress. Penny was confused. She knew he hadn’t come, and she wasn’t able to tell if the other man had either. She tried to reach behind her to grab at Andrew, wanting to give him the same kind of relief she’d received. He took her hand and gently kissed it. “This was for you, Sweets. We only wanted to give you pleasure.” She swallowed hard, not sure whether to take it as a compliment or an insult. “It doesn’t feel right.” And it didn’t. Penny always took her greatest pleasure in making her lovers enjoy sex as much as she did. “Don’t worry, you’ll get your opportunity to return the favor.” She turned away from Andrew. In the dark she didn’t even know where the other man was now. “Oh really?” She wasn’t opposed to having another evening like this, several more in fact.

“I think we all would like another chance to play.” Suddenly the room was bathed in soft light. It took a moment for her eyes to adjust to even the dim light. Andrew tipped her chin up. “You are quite beautiful. Your skin is all flushed, your lips swollen. Dante, come take a look at her.” Penny’s heated satisfaction was doused by ice-cold reality. It couldn’t be. There was no way in hell… She held back the tears that filled her eyes as she listened to footsteps approaching. “Turn around, Ms. Lane.” She closed her eyes. Fuck me! This was so not happening to her. She froze, unable to turn around. “Dante, what the hell is going on?” “Turn around, Penny.” Anger wiped her embarrassment clean. It swirled red-hot in her belly as she turned to face the man who’d made her work-life dreadful over the past three months. God, why did he have to look so beautiful? His lips were glistening and she felt herself flush crimson, knowing it was her juices wetting his mouth. She trembled as he stepped to her, raising one finger to trace her mouth. Penny was catapulted back to her senior year in high school. “Good job on the set.” Dante smiled as they sat on the edge of the stage. “Thanks. We finally finished at ten last night.” She was way too shy to actually try out for a part in their school’s many productions. Instead she worked on building the sets, setting the lights—anything to be near Dante Parker. “You were awesome tonight.” She couldn’t meet his eyes as she complimented him on his starring performance. “Thanks.” “Hey Dante, come on, the party’s at Amy’s house tonight.” Becca Hatten, head cheerleader and Dante’s current girlfriend, stood in the auditorium door. He turned back to Penny. “Hey, I gotta go. Thanks again for the help with geometry. Coach says if I keep it up I’ll be off academic probation.” He leaned over and kissed her cheek before hopping off the stage and joining Heather. Penny sat there, reliving that small kiss, knowing in her heart she would never love a man the way she loved Dante Parker.

In the here and now, he leaned down and gave her a chaste kiss against her cheek, just like he had over fifteen years ago. He straightened up and smiled. His perfect white teeth were more than she could deal with and she drew her hand back, slapping him across the face. Stepping quickly around him, she ran from the room. *

“What the hell?” Dante wanted to ignore Andrew’s question and go after Penny but thought better of it. She was entirely too pissed to approach. He should have planned this better. He was no stranger to Deidre’s parties. His cousin had always been a wild child and she’d grown into an even wilder woman. “I know her.” “I figured that out. Who is she?” His buddy was pissed. Dante winced. “Kale’s assistant.” Andrew ran his fingers through his thick blond hair. “Tell me you’re fucking joking.” Dante crossed his arms, not really paying attention to his best friend’s growing anger. His mind was still on Penny. Her total abandon during sex, the way she’d reveled in the rougher side of it. Just the way he liked it. “Tell me you didn’t plan this ahead of time. Tell me that Dante, or I swear I’ll break your expensive-ass dental work.” Dante faced Andrew. “I didn’t know she’d be here, if that’s what you’re asking.” “But you sure as hell knew who she was when you pointed her out to me and sent me in, didn’t you?” He shrugged, not bothering to deny it. He hadn’t come to Deirdre’s party tonight thinking he’d see Penny, he’d just needed to unwind a little. Work had been brutal since he’d taken over and he needed to get away from the accounts he was desperately trying to salvage. It honestly never occurred to him that she and Deidre were still friends nor did the prospect of her coming to one of these parties ever enter his mind. The moment the Penny walked through the wide double doors she’d taken his breath away. The only thought running through his brain was to get her in a room and have a taste—just a small one. He’d

wanted to satisfy a curiosity he’d held onto since high school. What he hadn’t counted on was deciding to turn on the lights and let her know who he was. He could have kept the damn things off and that would have been the end of it. But one taste of her sweet body changed everything. It was unexpected, unwanted and he was now unable to forget. Hell, he hadn’t even been inside her. His old college roommate had that particular pleasure and he was jealous as hell. “What do you think will happen if she tells Kale? Or if she decides to sue your ass?” Dante sighed. There was more that Andrew didn’t understand concerning Penny and he wasn’t in the mood to explain. It sounded lame when he thought about it; he certainly wasn’t going to vocalize anything. “She won’t tell Kale. Besides, Kale wouldn’t give a damn as long as Penny stayed with her.” Kale depended on Penny for everything and she was the reason he’d raised Penny’s salary as much as he had. Of course if Penny left the company the other woman would have his nuts in a jar. He needed to think and think hard. The truth was, a few stolen moments with Penny weren’t going to be enough. He’d known the teenage girl who carried her crush for him on her sleeve. He wanted to know the woman she was today. The hard-working woman with an easy smile and lush body made just for him. Several different emotions passed over his friend’s face. “If you want her I’ll back off.” He couldn’t believe he was offering and wished the words back as soon as he’d spoken them. “How generous of you,” Andrew scoffed. “I don’t play games with a woman or her emotions, pal. Penny is lovely and delicious and feels damn good, but you know me, I’m not a forever kind of man.” “I know that, but do you still want her?” Even as he asked the question he was confident in his friend’s answer. “I’d love to spend more nights enjoying her body and her company. Why?” “Because I want her in a more permanent way and while I like to share with you, I don’t want you getting any ideas other than playing.” Andrew shook his head in disbelief. “Do you really think after this little play of yours she’s going to let either one of us near her?” “I didn’t come here with the intention of any of this happening, but now that it has I don’t know if I can let go.”

“Fine. I’ll bite, but I won’t be a part of you deceiving her. You better be up-front on this deal or I’m out of here.” Dante nodded. He wouldn’t force Penny into anything nor would he make her feel as if her job depended on it. “So how the hell do you intend to even get the woman to look at you again?” He didn’t answer Andrew because at the moment he had no fucking clue.

Chapter Two

Penny sat curled up in her big fluffy terrycloth robe, a cup of hot cocoa in one hand and a box of tissues nearby. Wendy sat next to her, her fingers wrapped around a glass of merlot. “I can’t believe what an asshole he is.” Her friend had caught her as she ran from the private area straight to coat check. Instead of trying to convince Penny not to leave, Wendy left the party with her. She truly was her best friend. “No, I’m the stupid one. I went willingly and I agreed to have sex with both of them.” Even the memory made her warm all over. “Stop. It wasn’t like you knew who was with Andrew.” Wendy was trying to make her feel better, but Penny had given her consent. She’d wanted to experience the touch of two men and that was exactly what she’d gotten—one of the most erotic experiences of her life. Her nipples still ached from the attention Dante had given them. She was angrier with herself than at the men. “It doesn’t matter. It happened. How in the hell am I supposed to go into work on Monday and face him? How will I face Kale?” How she would ever look the woman in the eye again she didn’t know. Kale was the utmost professional and didn’t condone office romances. She’d lectured Penny on more than one occasion about how women had it hard enough in the business world without introducing an affair that might ruin their careers. “Kale doesn’t have to know anything happened. I doubt he’ll walk in there and announce it from the rooftop. If he did you’d have cause to sue for harassment.” Leave it to Wendy to remind her of her rights. Wendy was a staunch feminist and was more than willing to put a male through the wringer if they wronged a woman in the workplace. “He won’t harass me. He barely acknowledges me when I’m at the office. He didn’t even remember me from school.” “You knew him from before?” Penny was mortified even thinking about high school and Dante Parker. Long-forgotten humiliations and embarrassments rose to the surface. “We went to the same high school. I imagined myself in love with him.” Wendy grabbed her hand. “What happened?”

“Nothing. That’s the point. For three years I made a fool of myself over him. Everyone knew about my crush, including him. Every time he dated a new girl it was like a knife in my heart. I was the dumpy fat girl. He was the hot jock and the only time we ever crossed paths were in classes we shared and in the theater club. I even had a few girls make comments in my yearbook about him.” “Was he a jerk to you?” She wanted to laugh. Wendy had her killer face on, ready to pounce as soon as she gave the word. “No, he was never cruel, but he knew. He would wink at me and say things that made me blush. I even deluded myself into thinking he was going to kiss me at one point during a school field trip. A group of us were in a room listening to music. He and I started wrestling around and he pinned me. There he was on top on me, his face mere inches from mine. I swear it was like time stood still and we just stared at each other. A bunch of kids came through the door and the moment was over, never to be repeated. But I can still close my eyes and see it.” “Did you bring the CD?” “Right here.” Penny inserted the disc into the radio she’d also brought. The hotel had let some of the kids into a conference room while the chaperones worked out the details with the check-in desk. The music kicked on and she started dancing with a couple of her friends. Not paying attention, she bumped into a six-foot-tall Dante. He turned on her and grasped her wrists. “Watch out or I’ll have to pin you.” “Like you could ever get me down. You forget, I have weight on my side.” Penny couldn’t believe Dante was touching her in such an easy way. He smiled and she welcomed the butterflies that were always present in her tummy whenever Dante was around. “You can’t win,” he announced, grabbing her knee and bringing her to the carpeted floor. She feigned fighting him, mostly because all she wanted to do was grab him and kiss his lips. The more she fought the tighter his grip on her wrists became until he’d pinned her to the floor. He stared down at her, and she swallowed, unable to move. The rest of the students in the room faded away and there was only she and Dante. His face loomed and her eyes widened, her lips parting as anticipation grew. “Hey you two, time to go.” Both jerked their heads toward the voice that’d interrupted what Penny thought of as the perfect moment and then it was lost.

Wendy was looking at her with a lazy grin. “Oh my God. You had one of those scenes like out of some teen movie. The dream that could have been.” Penny rolled her eyes. Wendy may appear to be a hard ass, but she was a die-hard romantic at heart. “I think it was more wishful thinking on my part than anything. Reality is never so breathtaking, and I was only sixteen at the time.” “The question is, now what are you going to do?” Penny didn’t want to think about it but she didn’t have a choice. “I’m going to do what any smart woman would and pretend it didn’t happen. I’ll tuck it away as a night to remember and leave it at that.” A night of magical proportions, two hot men, a little champagne, the right dress and of course the most amazing sex she’d ever known. Of course that was easier said than done. Penny wasn’t a fool but maybe if she went into work and kept her head down she wouldn’t even have to cross paths with Dante Parker. ****

What did they say about famous last words? Penny didn’t quite remember as she crumpled the small Post It attached to her computer screen. Dante wanted to see her the minute she came in. Instead she decided to ignore the edict and went about her day. Kale had enough work that Penny spent very little time at her own desk and instead ran to various other offices the company did business with to pick up priority paperwork. She ate lunch out and by the time she’d come back she was knee-deep in responding to e-mails and other loose ends that needed to be tied up. Half an hour before the end of the day Kale came to her cubicle. The tall, slim blonde sat on the edge of her desk. “I’m going away for a month.” Penny frowned; her boss never took time off. “Is everything okay?” Kale’s face was paler than usual. “I have some urgent personal business to take care of. You’re going to have to report directly to Dante.” Penny felt like she’d been punched in the gut. She’d spent the day avoiding him and now she was going to have to work with him on a daily basis for an entire month. “Penny. Penny you look like you’ve swallowed a lemon. Is this going to be a problem for you?” She adored her boss. Kale was such a smart, bright and ambitious woman. She also knew Kale wouldn’t leave unless it was extremely important. She wasn’t going to let down the woman who’d taught her so much. Kale had hired her with only a high school diploma and allowed Penny to work her way up. She owed the woman a debt she could never repay. Kale had even loaned her the money to get her college degree in the evenings.

She needed to let what happened at Deirdre’s party go and be the professional she was. “No, Kale. I’d be happy to help you out in any way possible.” Kale stood and smiled for the first time during their exchange. “Dante can be very demanding, but I’ve told him you’re an excellent employee. I also insisted you be given an extra week’s paid vacation upon my return. It’s only fair since you’ll essentially be doing two jobs.” Maybe she’d get lucky and Dante would never mention what had occurred between them. Whatever happened she’d just have to put on her big girl panties and deal with it. “Thanks. I appreciate it, and an extra week of vacation sounds heavenly.” The other woman bent down and gave her a quick hug. Public affection was something Kale never partook in so Penny was shocked when the woman stepped back. “I won’t ever forget this, Penny.” She left Penny wondering what in the world was going on in Kale’s life that had her so obviously rattled. Her boss was always professional. Never a hair out of place, never a misspoken word and she commanded attention wherever she went. Penny looked up to her, admired her work ethic and the way she treated her employees. She was confident that whatever Kale needed to take care of she would do so with aplomb and dressed in her black power suit and matching pumps. Kale popped her head back in. “I almost forgot. Dante needs to see you right away. I’m leaving now. You have my private number should you need me.” ****

“I can do this…I can do this…” she whispered to herself while walking the short carpeted hallway to Dante’s office. She knocked quickly before she changed her mind and ran like hell. A short clipped “Come” beckoned. Closing the door behind her, she took a deep breath and exhaled. Straightening her back, she approached his large imposing mahogany desk and sat in one of the leather chairs in front of it. He sat there staring straight at her. He wore no jacket, the top two buttons of his crisp white shirt were unbuttoned and his tie was loosened. She could read nothing in his hooded eyes to indicate he was thinking about the other evening. “I assume Kale informed you she would be leaving for a while.” “Yes.” God, he was as beautiful in the light of day as he’d been the other evening. She crossed her legs to keep them from trembling at the memory of his mouth between them.

“You’re going to being carrying quite a load for the next month. She assures me you are more than capable of doing the job.” “I can handle it.” “That’s what I was hoping you’d say.” He sat back, his posture more relaxed. “I think we need to discuss what happened. I don’t want you to feel awkward.” “Too late.” She slapped a hand over her mouth as soon as the words left. He laughed at her, actually laughed. “Well said, but we have to deal with this, Penny.” Why? She certainly didn’t want to recap Saturday night. She wanted to pretend it had only been a dream. That’s how she’d worked it out in her head. “I’m not going to lie and say it was a mistake.” She remained as still as possible, waiting for the inevitable but… “In fact, I want nothing more than to repeat that night over and over.” But… “I can’t even promise I won’t try and convince you how much I want it again.” Where the heck was the but? But we work together…but it’s unprofessional…but it’s not a good idea. She kept waiting for that damn but. It never came. “Why don’t we just pretend Saturday never, ever happened? I didn’t know it was you and you didn’t know it was me. It was a freak event and now it’s over.” That sounded reasonable enough, except he wasn’t nodding his head in agreement. “I knew it was you, Penny. The second I saw you walk through the door in that clingy blue dress, your hair all soft and curled I wanted you, Andrew wanted you. Don’t for a minute think what happened was an accident.” Why did he have to look so damn good and why was he saying all the right things? How many times back in high school had she wished he’d said words like this to her? She would have been putty in his capable hands. But this wasn’t high school and now he was referring not only to her but Andrew as well. “Okay, fine, it happened. Where do we go from here?” Part of her wanted an answer and the other part wanted to hide in a closet until Kale returned. “As I see it, in the office we are professionals and can continue to act as such.” The knots in her stomach eased. Good, just as she wanted things to go. “But after hours I can’t think of a single reason not to continue. Andrew loves the idea and so do I.”

Andrew loves the idea She smiled then. Andrew was hot and he knew exactly how to touch a woman in all the right places. She was still a little sore when she sat down even two days later. Seeing both men on a strictly casual level, could she do it? She didn’t know if she could trust that a sexual relationship without any sort of commitment wouldn’t shred her into a million pieces. Dante had broken her tender teenaged heart already. As an adult was she willing to risk it happening again? Then there was Andrew to consider. The tall blond god was an amazing lover. From the moment he asked her to dance she was enthralled with his good looks and what she took as gentlemanly behavior. When they entered the room at Deidre’s Ball he’d turned into another animal altogether. Her thighs tightened as she remembered the stinging slaps to her ass. Neither of the men were gentle lovers. They’d taken her to a place she didn’t think existed. A place she’d always hoped to find with a man. Now there were two of them wanting to continue a sexual relationship with her. What would happen when it ended? Could she still work here and look Dante in the face every day? Of course Andrew would make it easier; he demanded as much as Dante had the other night, maybe even more. It was too bad he didn’t make her heart flutter the way Dante did. The decision would be a lot easier if her sights were set solely on Andrew. She hated feeling so confused by this. The other night, before she knew who her mystery lover was, she had wished she could experience all the sensations on a daily basis. While they had touched her, covered her body with their lips, tongues and hands, she’d been swept away in a tidal of need and desire that set her body on fire. She let out a deep breath and decided to stop lying to herself or make excuses for what she really wanted. Why the hell not? She was a grown woman and enjoyed the sex. Why not indulge in an affair? There had to be boundaries though; she wasn’t about to get tangled up in a situation she couldn’t control. She certainly wasn’t going to lose herself to Dante Parker again. She was fifteen years older and there was Andrew. He was handsome, confident and a great lover. His presence alone would keep her from falling for Dante again. Dante made it crystal that both men wanted to share her again and she loved the idea of being showered with their touch. “Okay.” She sat up a little straighter. She was ready to fulfill the fantasy of her teenage years and have awesome sex. “We need to lay some ground rules first.” He raised an eyebrow. “Go ahead.” “When this ends I don’t want it coming back to haunt either of us. When it’s over it has to be over.”

“Fine, when it’s over, it’s over.” He didn’t look very convinced and when she didn’t say anything else he put up his hands. “I can have my lawyer draw something up that will protect us both if it would make you comfortable.” It sounded insane, a binding document for when an affair ends. The whole scenario was crazy, but Penny loved her job and her contact with Dante was limited when Kale was in the office. “You seem sure this will be a short-lived venture.” His tone deepened. He sounded annoyed or at the very least insulted. She merely shrugged. He was right. She didn’t think this was a forever kind of thing. He stood and walked around the desk. “Did you enjoy your time with us the other night?” Her face burned. “You couldn’t tell?” He crossed his arms over his chest. “I meant with us being rough. Maybe a little rougher than you’re accustomed to.” Hell yeah she liked it rough. Her nipples were still sore, a wonderful reminder of an evening totally devoted to getting her off. “I liked it.” She whispered. Damn, the man had buried his head between her thighs just days ago. Why was she having trouble even meeting his eyes? “Good. Because the other night was only the beginning of the things I want to do with you. There’s one more thing I want to make clear. Andrew is just along for the ride. He isn’t going to be invested in this in any other way than sexually.” “What makes you think I’d agree to this…this sorta exclusivity?” Placing his hands on the arms of her chair his face closed in on hers. “Baby, I want you. After one taste of you it’s all I can think of. He and I do share, but in the end you’re mine.” It took her a second to digest exactly what he meant. He wanted her with or without Andrew. Was she prepared for what may happen? When she was faced with the prospect of both men she could focus on only pleasure. She shivered as his hot breath crossed her cheek. Who the hell was she kidding? She wanted this man with or without his partner in crime. “What’s it going to be, Penny?” She chanced a looked into his dark eyes and was lost. “Yes.” One simple word that would change her life forever. His breath skimmed across her mouth. “Shall we seal it with a kiss?” She held up her hand. “Not in the office, remember.”

He frowned as he straightened. “As you wish. Be ready tonight at seven. My car will pick you up at your house.”

Chapter Three

The chauffeur opened the limo door and helped her in. Dante was seated across from her. “Where’s Andrew?” She had expected to see the other man. “We’ll be picking him up on the way to the restaurant.” Relief rushed through her. The thought of spending time alone with Dante was an uncomfortable one. Not because she didn’t trust him but because he called to her on an entirely different level than Andrew. The other man was pure sex on two legs but she knew barely anything about him. Dante was different; she’d known him in school, as a popular, horny teenage jock. One she’d fantasized about him taking her to prom and stealing kisses after a football game with. “Spread your legs, Penny.” Dante’s stark command pulled her out of her memories. “Huh?” “You heard me the first time. Pull up your dress and spread your thighs.” “Are you serious?” Giving her a wicked grin, he placed his hands behind his head. “I’m not going to touch you. I want you to pull up your dress and spread your thighs. I want a peek of that sweet pussy of yours.” Her skin prickled. Her blood began to warm yet still she hesitated. She didn’t quite understand why her hands felt frozen “Now, baby. I want to see what I tasted. Or do I need to spank you into compliance?” She wished he would, desperate as she was just to feel him touch her again. All afternoon she’d thought of nothing but his strong hands and perfectly sculpted mouth and what he could do with them. Her fingers shook as she reached for the hem. She slowly moved the soft fabric up her calves, over her knees and to the tops of her thighs. “Open your knees and keep them that way.” Her pale pink panties were soaked but she didn’t give a damn. She’d always wanted a lover to take a control and push her out of her comfort zone and that was exactly was Dante was doing. She planted her feet wide and he turned the interior lights on.

“Scoot your ass to the edge of the seat. I want to see more.” Moving to the front of the seat she leaned back, thrusting her pelvis out. “Take off your panties.” She stared at him but he merely shook his head. “Take off the damn panties, Penny.” She’d never felt as powerful as she did in that moment. He was as turned on as she was. Her eyes traveled down his body, to where his hard-on tented the front of his designer pants. If he wanted a show then she was going to give him one. Walking her fingers over the front of her silky, soaked panties, she rubbed her hand over the material, scraping her already hard clit along the way. His Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed hard. She hooked her thumbs in the elastic waist of the scrap of silk and pulled them off. “Give them to me,” he demanded. His lips barely moved as he held out his hand. Smiling, she dropped the garment into his palm. He stuffed the panties into his jacket and sat back. The cool air rushing between her legs did nothing to control the heat running through her body. She felt naughty, sitting with her panties off in the back of a limo with Dante staring at her. His cock must have been giving him trouble by the way he kept moving his legs trying to find a comfortable position. *

Dante watched as she moved her creamy white thighs apart again. Her silk panties were wet and now belonged to him. What started out as a fun little teaser was turning into more than he’d imagined. Her pussy was slick and he remembered the honeyed taste of her lower lips. He wanted more of her; wanted to bury himself so damn deep inside her that she screamed his name. Small hands moved tentatively toward the top of her thigh and he changed his position again, watching as her fingers danced closer to her wet folds. She was teasing him, trying to elicit some kind of reaction. He sat back, challenging her to continue. She didn’t know what she was asking for. Before the night was over Dante was going to punish her for teasing him. He loved it, loved her for behaving in such a brazen fashion. She didn’t disappoint. Her finger slid over her outer labia slowly, making lazy circles before daring to go further. Dante was a well-seasoned lover, but he’d never witnessed anything as sensual as Penny stroking her pussy.

“More,” he grunted. She opened herself with one hand and his dick jumped. She was so pink and ripe and he was more than ready to fill her, but he held still, wanting her to continue. “Like this?” she asked, her first finger tracing her clit. “Oh yeah, just like that.” Her head fell back as she worked her clit. He forced himself to remain where he was as two fingers disappeared inside. She began a shallow thrusting motion. Dante’s own hand covered his hard-on, squeezing it through his pants. Fuck he wanted her, right now. “Stop.” He swallowed hard, his voice louder than he’d intended. Looking confused, she withdrew her fingers. “What’s wrong?” “God, nothing. If you don’t stop I’m going to come in my fucking pants.” The car came to a stop and the door was jerked open. “Starting without me?” Andrew shut the door behind him. He leaned over and kissed Penny soundly on the lips. “What did I miss?” “Penny was just showing me what I couldn’t see before in the dark.” His best friend laughed. “Yes, but you got to taste her.” He grabbed her hand. “Now I’d like a turn. Look what we have here. Sweets, have you been touching yourself?” Pulling her fingers into his mouth, he sucked them deep. “Dante, she is truly delectable. I don’t know how I’ll make it through dinner.” He laced his fingers through hers. “We’d better hurry up and eat. I’m not sure how much longer I want to wait to get you under me.” Dante couldn’t agree more, although the sight of Andrew’s fingers curled around Penny’s annoyed him. He admonished himself for being so damn ridiculous. He wanted to share her, show her the kind of pleasure having two men would give her. It was always intense, always satisfying. She knew where he stood on their newfound relationship. He boiled his mood down to the fact he’d been working sixty hours a week for months now and the only satisfaction he’d found lately was whenever he was near her. ****

“I swear, we were so drunk we both woke up in the fountain in nothing but our football jerseys and green with white pom poms floating around us.”

Penny was laughing so hard tears were rolling down her face. The men had spent the entire evening one-upping each other with embarrassing stories about each other. Best friends since college, they’d done everything together. There was true affection between these men and their antics made her smile. Dante was never so carefree, so full of life at work. With his job came an enormous amount of responsibility so he was nothing but serious. It was nice to see a more relaxed and down-to-earth man. There was no comparison between who he was now and who he’d been as a teenager. Still, there were glimmers of the younger Dante—a glint in his dark brown eyes, the dimple in his cheek when he laughed. He’d never once mentioned his high school days and for some reason it stung a little. When they turned the tables on her and began to question her background she tried her best to steer the conversation back to them and their antics. “Don’t try and get out of telling us about yourself.” Andrew looked to Dante. “Can you believe it? A woman who doesn’t want to tell us anything?” “Quite unusual.” She took another sip of wine. The liquid warmed her belly and she’d had just enough to loosen her tongue. “It's not very exciting. I graduated high school and began working. My parents couldn’t afford to send me to college and I never seemed to make enough money to pay for it. I met Kale ten years ago at a coffee shop I was working in.” Penny would never forget the day the tall, willowy blonde came through the door as if she owned the place. “Most of the employees ran the moment she came, but I liked her. She was so self-assured and we hit it off immediately. After a few months she offered me a job at the company with the understanding I’d be starting at the bottom.” Another sip of wine, another warming in her belly. “Eventually she loaned me money to go to school at night and I got my business degree and paid her back, though she refused the interest. I owe her everything.” “Kale, my assistant Kale?” For the first time this evening Dante appeared almost speechless. “Yes, Kale, but you must promise never to tell her. She’d kill me if anyone ever knew how generous she really is. She’s always telling me it’s a man’s world and that you have to be twice as hard as they are in order to be taken seriously.” “She does have a keen sense when it comes to business,” Dante murmured. “And great taste. She found our girl here.” Normally Penny would have blushed from the compliment, but with three glasses of wine and a great meal in her tummy her mind had wandered onto

other things, mainly the two men sitting on other side of her. She’d had enough teasing for one evening and no longer wanted to talk about the past. Her body was signaling its yearning to be stretched and take all it could handle. “I think it’s time to leave.” Andrew stood, holding out his hand to her. Dante stuffed several bills into the leather case left by their server. “I couldn’t agree more.”

Chapter Four

Andrew opened the door to his condo, leading Penny into the living room as Dante shut the door behind them. He moved to the bar and poured them all a stiff shot. The mood in the limo had simmered with sexual heat, but there was also an underlying tension Penny couldn’t name. She wanted both of these men, though for different reasons. Tonight wasn’t the night to figure out exactly what she was feeling. No, tonight was about pleasure and being taken to heights she’d only had a taste of during the Valentine’s Day Ball. They all knocked back the smoky liquor and she smiled as the drink warmed her skin. Andrew beckoned them to follow him to the bedroom. She winced slightly as he turned on a low light. Having sex in the dark was always easy. All the little lumps and bumps seemed to disappear in the dark; lucky for her she’d had just enough alcohol that her nerves weren’t going to get the best of her. The blond swept her up in his arms, kissing her lips, neck and shoulders. His lips were truly gifted as they wandered along the front of her body. She held onto his arms to keep from falling. From behind she heard Dante removing his clothes. She was so ready and wasn’t sure she could stand much longer. Dante pulled her dress over her head and removed her bra. “Put your hands on your head.” She turned her head to look at him. He was gloriously naked with a long black silk scarf in his hands. “Don’t make me repeat myself.” She clasped her hands together and placed them on her head. He wrapped the silk around both wrists, tying them snugly. Dante turned her into his embrace and she melted against his naked body. Bending down, he sipped slowly from her lips. She kissed him back, running her tongue along his. He tasted like peppermint and scotch and it was intoxicating. He moved her backward until her calves hit the bed. She felt herself floating to the mattress, but in truth Dante led her down with one hand at the back of her neck. His dark eyes were hooded and she couldn’t look away as he hovered over her, feathering kisses along her collar bone and down her naked chest. She hissed as his mouth latched onto her nipple. The bed dipped, indicating Andrew had finally come to play. He joined Dante, tonguing her other breast and she cried out, desperate to thread her fingers through both light and dark hair yet unable to do so. She felt like a goddess as both men set about worshipping her body. Dante moved away from her chest and knelt next to her supine body. She licked her lips as he stroked his erection. A tiny bead of clear liquid drew her like a moth to a flame. She opened her mouth in invitation and he guided the tip of his cock across her lips, coating them

with his pre-cum. She snaked her tongue out to trace the heavy crown then wrapped her lips around him, bobbing up and down his thick shaft. “Yeah, baby, that’s it.” He held the back of her head. “You can take me further than that. Open your mouth.” She managed to take a little more of him with each pull. Andrew moved down her body, throwing each of her legs over his shoulders and opening her wide. The first touch of his tongue to her wet skin had her hips arching off the bed. He gripped her hips and held her down as he tongue fucked her. She ground against the slight stubble on his face and took Dante in further, lost in a whirlwind of lust and desire. There was no time to think of anything other than her need to be filled, her need to come. She couldn’t have dreamed being covered by two men who knew exactly how to touch a woman would feel this good. Letting go of Dante’s cock she swiped her tongue along his balls, carefully pulling one in her mouth and laving it gently. “Damn woman, your mouth is wicked.” The ego boost spurred her on and she again took him back into her mouth, sucking harder and deeper. “I can’t take it.” He ground out, pulling away from her. “Andrew, I need to fuck her.” His coarse language pushed her right over the edge as Andrew sucked her clit hard and sent her careening into orgasm. *

Dante wasn’t about to give Penny the chance to recover. He crawled down to her hips, raised his hand and smacked her pussy. He covered the pink area with one palm and slid a finger to her entrance. He tickled and teased. “You were a bad girl in the limo. Teasing the hell out of me until I almost came. I think you need to learn to follow directions.” Plunging two fingers deep in her channel, he crooked his fingers. He found the slightly hard little nub within her and massaged it. With his other hand he spanked her pussy, careful to spread out the sting over her entire pussy until it was a deep shade of red. “Oh God Dante, I’m going to come.” Her hips met his fingers. “No you’re not,” he hissed pulling his hand away. She cried out in frustration. “Why did you stop?” “I told you I’d punish you for teasing me.”

She was pissed and it made his dick engorge further. He reached down, grabbing his pants and the condom in the pocket. Lightning fast he tore the foil open with his teeth. His hands shook as he retrieved the condom and slid it on. Andrew grabbed a tube of cream from the nightstand drawer and smoothed it over her pussy. Dante knew it would cool and soothe her heated skin as well as give her time to settle back down. Andrew tossed him the tube and he squeezed another generous amount of the cooling gel on his palm. He carefully applied more to her chafed pussy lips, his thumb sliding along the side of her clit. “Does my girl want to come?” he cooed as he dipped a finger in her. She refused to meet his gaze, merely nodding her head. Dante understood her inability to speak. He’d just brought her to the brink only to deny her what her body craved most. “You’ll come soon, I promise, and it will be more than you can stand.” He grabbed the little black bag Andrew had retrieved with the gel. Opening it, he removed the clamps and showed them to Penny. “We’re going to put these on your nipples. The pain will only last for a few seconds before pleasure takes over.” His heart dropped when she only managed a deer-in-the-headlights look. “Do you trust us to know what will bring you the greatest pleasure?” He held his breath as he waited for her answer. It meant more to him than he wanted to admit, but he needed her trust. “I trust you.” Her quiet voice broke through his momentary fear. “Put your arms above your head,” he ordered tossing one of the nipple clamps to his friend. He gripped her nipple with his thumb and forefinger, slowly twisting and pulling before blowing slightly against the rigid tip. Opening the clip, he clamped it on her at the same time Andrew did. He bent, licking around the clamp until her little mews grew louder and her body squirmed with pleasure, not pain. Andrew licked across the tip and her back arched. Dante covered “his” nipple, distracting her from the pain. He loved the game of finding out what she could stand, how far he could push her. She was so receptive to everything he and Andrew had done with her. Her dark eyes were wide and her hips squirmed. She was so ready to fuck. He literally couldn’t take another second. He lay on his back and pulled her over him, helping her slide down his dick. Fuck, she fit him like a glove as she settled on him. He couldn’t believe how deep he was. “Fuck me.” She moved slowly, rising and falling, her soft body cushioning him. Her heavy round breasts bounced with every move. He tugged slightly on one of the clamps and she moaned.

“You love the little stings, don’t you?” he hissed between clenched teeth. She threw her head back and ground down on his pelvic bone. Damn, but she was made for him, with every wiggle and jerk of her hips he was close to losing it, but they were only just beginning the climb so he fought the urge to spill inside her. Andrew popped up behind her, his hands cupping her breasts. “She feels like heaven doesn’t she?” He tweaked her nipples, causing another squeal to escape her swollen lips. “You guys don’t have to keep talking about me like I’m not here.” Dante threw his head back and laughed. “She’s right buddy, she’s not a blow-up doll.” As evidenced by her hot wet core swallowing him to the point he felt like his head was going to pop off. Andrew bit her neck. “Sorry Sweets. I’m just making sure he appreciates your delicious pussy as much as I did.” Dante thrust up, into heaven. “I think the time for talk is over.” He laced his fingers through hers and pulled her down onto his chest. “We both want to be in you. Are you ready for it, baby?” *

The familiar sound of the condom package opening echoed in her ears. Andrew’s large hands covered her ass cheeks. He massaged her flesh before parting them. “I need you to relax for me, Sweets, and do exactly as I say. Can you do that for me?” She knew what was going to happen and couldn’t help but clench at the idea. She’d heard stories from her friends, both good and bad, but she had to trust that Andrew knew what he was doing, otherwise this night of sensual nirvana would end. “I’ll do my best.” Dante grabbed her face. “Kiss me and relax. I promise it will be so damn good for you.” He captured her mouth in a scorching kiss. Something thick, cold and wet pressed against her anus. Andrew’s finger circled her tight hole before dipping inside. The unused muscle compressed hard but Andrew only added more gel and continued to stroke her ass. Dante sprinkled kisses on her face. She kissed him with everything she had. From behind her Andrew pressed his warm body against her. “I’m not going to lie, Sweets. This is going to feel uncomfortable for a minute until your body adjusts to me. All you need to do is not tense up and push back.”

She knew understood his description as he guided the blunt head of his cock to her tight hole and pushed forward. The invasion burned but the pain blurred when Dante distracted her by tugging on her nipple. Andrew’s hands gripped her hips. “I’m almost there.” Something gave as he passed through the tight ring of muscle and he stopped all movement. The slight sting faded away and her body relaxed into Dante’s chest. With her nipples still clamped, the scrape against him caused a deep moan to escape. Her body had never been so sensitive. She was filled to the brim, stretched tight almost to the point of pain. The slight uncomfortable feeling fled when Andrew pulled back and Dante thrust up at the same time. Their movements were slow and shallow. She looked down into Dante’s large espresso eyes. “You’re beautiful, baby,” he whispered. Blood rushed to her head as all three of them started moving together. Grinding and pumping, the slow burning pleasure gave rise to something more. Andrew pushed further into her, moving slowly back and forth. His arms came around her and pulled her up against his chest. Dante pushed as Andrew retreated. The motion stretched tight muscles, making her wetter with each thrust. It was never ending—as one ebbed the other would flow. The heat in the room bathed them all in a fine sheen of sweat; their breath mingled and their moans became one. There was no beginning, no end as they rocked back and forth, drawing out the pleasure for as long as possible. Fingers—she wasn’t sure whose—rubbed her clit, while others squeezed her clamped nipples. The world around them disappeared and only a hazy state of utopia existed until her body began to seize as the thrusting changed to a furious pace. Two sets of male groans vibrated against her back and chest. Whispered words of dirty needs echoed in her ears and for the first time in her life she felt like the most beautiful woman in the world. Something broke loose within her and she took over the pace, riding Dante harder, taking Andrew in and out. Neither man moved as she controlled the motion, demanding satisfaction. She was unwilling to be a passenger along for the ride. No, she was the pilot leading all three of them into the abyss of pure white-hot need. Knowing gratification of monumental proportions lay just around the corner. One more thrust, one more pinch and pull. She gripped both cocks hard as her vaginal walls tensed. Throwing her head back, she screamed as she came hard. Her body convulsed as each man moved and pulled, both fighting to reach the bliss she was experiencing. Through the fog she heard both men cry out and felt her body flood with warmth as they joined in her climax. She collapsed into Dante’s arms, oblivious to Andrew’s withdrawal. She felt him at her back, his arm thrown across her waist. Enveloped in blissful warmth she didn’t even try to keep her eyes open and gave herself up to exhaustion. ****

Hours later she was on her way home. Dante held her close as she shut her eyes and enjoyed the comfort of being in his arms. She was dead tired but happy, her body completely satisfied. Both men

had taken such care with her not once but three times. Each time as erotic as the other. They were both so skilled, yet each so different. Andrew was so decadently beautiful with a quick smile and easygoing nature. Dante, her dark-haired lover, was more sedate and serious. So completely opposite the boy she remembered in high school. High school, he never mentioned it. Could she have really been so forgettable back then? Granted, they weren’t the best of friends but they had been friends. Shared what she considered a few innocently sweet moments. She refused to think about it now, wrapped up in Dante’s musky scent and thick strong arms. “You’re exquisite.” His finger stroked her cheek. “I don’t know if I’m going to get enough of you—ever.” She wanted to believe he meant it and it just wasn’t a product of one of the hottest sexual experiences known to man. “I want you again.” Her stomach knotted in that funny kind of way whenever your dearest wish was at hand. “Three times wasn’t enough?” “Not nearly enough, Penny.” His wicked fingers tiptoed up her thigh. Her body reacted, goose bumps covered her flesh. “How about I fix you and Andrew dinner on Friday?” He frowned slightly. “Is something wrong?” Removing his hand, he brushed the hair back from her face. “Everything is perfect. Friday would be great. Say around seven.” She kissed him. “I would love nothing more. But first…” “What is it?” he looked concerned. “Protection,” she stared down at her knees. “I’m clean and on birth control—” “So am I,” he crooked a finger beneath her chin, drawing her gaze to his. “Well, at least the clean part,” he grinned. “But we’ll take whatever precautions you want, whenever you want. You just say the word.” With a smile, she settled back against his chest. She couldn’t wait until Friday.

Chapter Five

Work had been a bear. It had been three days since their evening together and what a night it had been. Dante kept his distance on purpose. He wasn’t sure he’d be able to honor his promise to keep his hands off Penny for much longer. The memory of her soft skin sliding along his kept him awake most evenings. His concentration was for shit and he’d often had to shake the memory of her mouth away in order to get anything done. It was going to be a hell of a lot easier when Kale returned. Then he’d be able to keep his mind on business. The other thing that kept nagging at him was Andrew. For the first time since they’d been friends he didn’t want to share. As far as he knew Penny enjoyed them equally, hell, she may even prefer Andrew over him. The idea didn’t sit well. The hard truth was his feelings for her went beyond a few incredible sexual encounters. At the dinner they’d all shared he’d been impressed by her work ethic, enchanted with her laughter and sense of humor. Did Andrew share his feelings? If so, it might present a problem later on. He wanted to continue to see Penny and he wanted to see her alone. He wanted to learn all there was about her. When had life become so fucking complicated? He didn’t know, but there was something about the way she looked at him that made him feel like she understood him. He couldn’t put his finger on it, but she knew him in a way no other woman had. As though she carried a secret knowledge about his life even he wasn’t aware of, something that eclipsed their shared childhood past. Somewhere along the way a simple sexual liaison was no longer simple and he couldn’t wait until Friday night to have a taste. He picked up the phone and buzzed for Penny to come into the office. Minutes later she came through the door. He stood. “Lock the door.” She remained still, her hand on the knob. “Dante, we talked about keeping this thing we have separate.” “Baby, lock the door now. I’m going to implode if I don’t touch you.” Her light brown eyes widened slightly but her fingers flipped the switch, locking them both inside. Fast as lightning he had her flat against the door. He braced both hands on either side of her head. “I know what I said, but I can’t get the taste of you out of my head. The memory haunts me every single night and I don’t intend to masturbate again tonight without a new memory to go by.”

He kissed her, and sweet as honey she kissed him back, her tongue diving between his lips. Something deep and primal demanded him to take charge. She was so fucking passionate in his arms. He stepped back. “Take off your panties and pull up your skirt.” He couldn’t take his greedy eyes from her as she slowly removed her panties. “Bend over my desk.” His cock was about ready to explode from his pants. “Place your hands behind your back and your chest on the blotter.” Removing his tie he walked behind her. He looped his tie around one of her wrists and pulled her hand back, locking it to the other one. Her plump ass beckoned him and he sank to his knees. Opening his mouth he bit her ample behind before licking it to ease the sting. Grabbing each cheek, he opened her up and moved his tongue to lick her tight hole. She squirmed and cried out and his mouth watered. Sliding his tongue down he tasted her outer labia, moistening the folds with his tongue. She was ripe and already slick with her own juices. “Fuck, you’re wet.” “I’m always wet. From the moment I step into work until I leave I’m wet and ready.” He slid two fingers in her pussy and her slick passage gripped him as he pushed forward, stroking, thrusting, wanting more. He added a third finger, screwing them in a circular motion as his mouth returned back to her tight little anus. With his free hand he slapped her ass. The loud smack echoed in the room and drew a moan from them both. He smoothed his hand over the now red area before slapping her a little lower. Sprinkling slaps along her ass, his fingers moved faster, taking her to the brink of climax. “Dear God. Dante, I’m going to come.” Hearing those words, he stopped everything. “What are you doing?” she squeaked, stomping her foot. He stood, ripping open his pants and shoved his heavy cock directly into her waiting pussy. He gently wrapped one hand around her throat. “I’ve told you before, baby, you need to ask before you come.” He nipped her ear. “Now push back and ride my cock.” She pushed her hips back, gyrating on him. He ground his dick into her; grabbing her hips he took over and pummeled her. He had waited too long to touch her and quickly lost control as he took her again and again. She mewed and moaned with each thrust—the harder Dante pumped the louder she became. He pulled her head back and kissed her deeply as he released her hip and circled her clit with two fingers. She was close and he forced himself to hold on, wanting her to come with him. “I can’t wait, baby. Are you ready to come?” he whispered against her lips. “Yes, Dante, please let me come,” she cried into his mouth.

“Come,” he ordered, taking her mouth as she stiffened and he took her scream into his body. He pushed twice more and flooded her with his seed. Dante was pretty sure a hurricane had left a path of destruction and the name of that hurricane was Penny Lane. ****

Penny rang the bell to Dante’s home. She was originally going to cook dinner for both men at her place, but he called her that morning to say he wanted them at his home. The door swung open and she sucked in a breath. Dante answered dressed in a worn pair of jeans and black t-shirt. She’d never seen him in casual clothing before and he looked good enough to eat. “Come in.” He leaned forward, pressing a kiss to her lips. She followed him through the entryway. Soft music followed them as he showed her around. His home was decorated in neutrals and tastefully done. A typical man’s home, there were no personal touches anywhere to be found. Her mind began to wander as she imagined a large vase filled with lilies on the fireplace mantle or how great a picture would look above his couch. Following him into the kitchen, she saw a small table was set for two. “Andrew couldn’t come tonight. Something came up.” Her heart fluttered; it meant she was going to spend the evening with him alone. No Andrew to act as a buffer. The thought stopped her cold. Was that how she thought of Andrew? She liked Andrew, he was a wonderful lover with an easy smile, but if she was honest, her feelings for Andrew didn’t go beyond friendship. Dante was another matter altogether. She wasn’t stupid enough to lie to herself. What she felt for him went beyond mere friendship. Whenever she was at work being near him and not touching him was tantamount to torture. With the exception of what happened earlier that day there hadn’t been anything inappropriate between them. She’d had to exert some serious discipline to keep from jumping him. “Are you okay with this?” He took her hand in his, then lifted it to his mouth and grazed her knuckles. Moving forward, he kissed her temple. “You’re not afraid to spend the evening alone with me are you?” Dear God no. She wanted to be with him. She knew she was falling for him and falling hard. “Come on, let’s eat.” He held out a chair for her. “I hope you like Italian.” He set out a tray of lasagna and salad. Serving them both, he opened a bottle of wine and poured her a glass.

“You seem out of sorts,” he observed. “Tell me what’s going on.” She shrugged. “After this afternoon I guess I’m a little flustered. I thought what we had going on included Andrew.” He grabbed her hand. “What if I don’t want this to include Andrew any longer?” “Don’t you think you should have discussed this with me first?” “I told you when we started that I might reach this point.” She shook her head, not understanding. “It appears you’ve made the decision already.” “I thought what happened this afternoon made the decision for us.” “Dante, you barely know me. What in the world made you decide to make this a twosome?” He sat back. “I’ve wanted you since the moment I met you.” “You’ve only been at the company two months and never once went out of your way to talk to me.” What was she thinking? She wanted this man with a vengeance and now she was balking because he wanted to spend the evening with her. Rising from his chair, he wrapped his arms around hers and hauled her up. “You need to stop thinking so much and just enjoy this…” He lowered his mouth and kissed her. What started out as a hard, bruising kiss softened to a sensual tasting. His tongue slid along the seam of her lips, coaxing her to open for him. She held onto his waist to keep from sliding back down into the chair. Opening her mouth, she sucked his tongue in, loving the way their breath mingled as each of them fought to gain control of the kiss. His hand moved up her back and through her hair, angling her head so he could dive deeper into her mouth. Her legs were wobbly and she held onto him tighter. He was branding her with his lips, teeth and tongue. She couldn’t remember being kissed so thoroughly before in her life. His mouth left hers and traveled along her jaw and up to her ear. “I’ve been thinking about you riding me all fucking day long. I’m so hard it hurts.” She cried out as he bit her neck and sucked it. “That’s going to leave a mark.” He laughed against her neck. “Good” She pushed him back slightly. “My turn.” She went up on her toes and licked a path down the side of his throat. She stopped long enough to slide her hands up his chest and remove his shirt.

Her fingers spread wide as she scraped her nails lightly across his nipples. He grabbed her hair, guiding her mouth toward them. “Lick them,” he demanded. Happy to oblige she licked one flat male nipple, circling her tongue around it before catching it between her teeth. “Fuck yes.” He hissed and she bit him even harder. She quickly moved to his other nipple and gave it the same attention. There was no mistaking how much he enjoyed her touch. The evidence was hard and pressing against her belly. She moved down his stomach to trace the small hairline that disappeared below the waist of his jeans. Using her teeth she unbuttoned his fly. “You are evil,” he sighed as her thumbs hooked into his belt loops and pulled his jeans down to his knees. Licking her lips, she looked him in the eye as she leaned forward and swiped her tongue along the tip of his dick. Holding his gaze with her own, she moved her tongue to explore underneath his large crown. Flicking the tip underneath, she slowly moved down his shaft, learning every bump and ridge before kissing her way back up. A single bead shone on the tip and she rubbed her lips against it. “Open for me baby,” he stroked her cheeks. She couldn’t get enough of him; he tasted like ambrosia against her tongue. Opening her mouth, she wrapped her lips around him. She held onto his shaft with one hand and palmed his balls with the other, loving the heavy weight in her hands. Her mouth watered as she took him further into her mouth and back out again, setting a rhythm that Dante helped by making shallow thrusts. “Your mouth is like magic,” he whispered as he pushed forward. “Enough.” He tightened his hold on her hair and pulled out. He quickly removed his jeans and boxers, then helped her to her feet. Lacing his fingers through hers he led her to the bedroom. As soon as they were through the door he wrapped his arms around her from behind, cupping her breasts through her shirt. He placed wet open-mouth kisses along her throat and Penny knew she was going to come any second. Dante was overwhelming her with just his mouth. One hand slid from her breast down to her pants. He slipped his hand past the waistband, past her panties, and pushed a finger inside. “I can’t believe how fucking ready you are for me.”

“I can’t wait much longer,” she panted. He thrust his finger deeply in and out, his palm sliding across her clit at the same time. He pinched and pulled her nipple through her bra with the other hand. She felt dizzy, unable to move as his hand pumped faster. “This is just the beginning. Wait until I’m inside you, baby,” he warned. “Come for me.” It was all Penny needed to hear and she let go on a cry that bounced around the room. He didn’t give her time to recover as he turned her around and quickly removed her clothes. “Lay down on the bed.” She moved as if on air until she felt the bed. Turning, she sat down and scooted to the middle. “Legs up. Show me what I want.” Dear God, she’d never felt so wanton and sexy in her life. She planted each foot on the mattress and let her knees fall to each side. He stood there looking down at her as if she were the most beautiful woman in the world, not some chubby assistant. “I need to see more. Come on baby, open for me.” She spread her pussy lips with the tips of her fingers. Her cream was sliding out of her as she watched him watching her. “Christ, you’re beautiful.” He stalked to the bed and went to his knees. “I love the way you taste.” He murmured before his tongue slid over her outer lips. He used just the very tip, causing Penny to squirm under his feather-light touch. She wanted more, needed him to be rougher. “I can’t take this. It’s too soft.” His head shot up. “Does my baby need it harder?” She couldn’t form any words or manage to nod before his head disappeared and his tongue dove into her entrance. He licked and sucked until she was screaming but he didn’t stop. Two fingers thrust into her pussy. Crooking them, he moved back and forth, rubbing her g-spot. Her hips flew off the bed and she moved in time to his thrusts. Something took her over and she made sounds she’d never known were possible. Her entire body tightened as she felt a rush of liquid leave her, soaking her thighs and Dante’s hand. Tears pricked her eyes as he groaned and cleaned her up with his tongue, moaning with every taste he took. *

Dante crawled up Penny’s soft body. He could think of nothing more than sinking into her. He settled over her, braced on arms that weren’t quite steady. She reached down and grabbed his cock, guiding him to her entrance. He thrust into her slowly, taking it one inch at a time as her pussy closed around him. He’d never known such tender care as he felt buried in her. She threw her legs around his hips, hugging him tighter. Bending, he softly kissed her lips, wanting to draw out the moment. She was killing him with each tiny movement she made. His spine was on fire as he surged forward—trying to keep his movements small was killing him. “You’re so tight, baby,” he whispered against her lips. “I can’t believe how good you feel. You fit me so damn perfectly.” She wound her hands around his neck and raised her hips. “I’m dying here.” He chuckled and kissed her temple. They were both ready to burst into flames but still Dante held back. His movements were deliberately slow as he took one nipple into his mouth, sucking it lightly, biting the tip. When he looked up her eyes were rolled back, her sweet mouth was partly open. Her pale skin was flushed with need and it was one of the hottest things he’d ever witnessed. He’d never felt more like a man than in that moment. He switched to her other nipple, exploring it, tasting it. He couldn’t get enough of her; hell, he didn’t want to get enough of her. “Dante, please?” she begged. “What do you need, baby?” He wanted to hear the words. She’d been so careful about what she said. “I want you to fuck me, hard.” The magic words smacked him in the chest and were all he needed to take control and thrust hard into her. He tortured them both, almost pulling out only to drive back into her. She dug her short nails into his ass, her beautiful face flushed pink. “Stop the damn teasing.” In response, he picked up the pace, driving harder into her. She raised her legs higher, giving him greater access and continued to pump his hips. He rose to his knees, grabbing hers as he watched himself move in her. “Touch yourself, baby. I want to see you come.” He gritted his teeth when she placed two fingers around her clit. He loved seeing her tease the tight bud. Her small moans turned to reckless cries as he fucked her even harder. Her pussy held his dick in a vise grip as her thighs began to tremble. “Oh yeah baby, come for me. Come all over my cock.”

Dark eyes locked with his as her nails scraped down his arms. He knew he’d have scratches and welcomed them. She screamed his name as her body shook and her warm cream spilled all over his shaft. Throwing his head back he came deep within her, spilling all he had into her hot depths. He withdrew from her and pulled her against his side. He scattered light kisses all over her face, sharing the heat from his body. This woman wrecked him, ruined him beyond anything he’d ever experienced and the only coherent thought he recognized was that he could no longer share her with his best friend. Whether she wanted the same thing remained to be seen, but Dante knew he wanted her for himself. *

Penny clung to his side, her head reeling from their lovemaking. He touched her in ways that made her feel alive and sexy. The silly puppy-dog crush she’d had on him back in high school was nothing compared to what she felt today. Dante the man was passionate and funny. He was ambitious and sweet. He made her want more than what they were now sharing. The thought stopped her cold. A few dates and some incredible sex didn’t make a relationship. They’d never said anything about where their affair was heading and Penny wasn’t about to bring it up.

Chapter Six

Penny woke and stretched her slightly sore muscles. She glanced at the clock next to the bed and yelped. She wasn’t in her bed and she was going to be late for work. She hopped out of the bed, quickly running around gathering her clothes before dressing. She ran out of the room and down the hallway smacking into an already dressed Dante. “Where are you going so fast?” His smile was enough to slow her down. “I don’t know about you, but I have just enough time to make it to work. The boss gets pissy if I’m late. He doesn’t think I should have any free time, including weekends “He sounds like a real hard ass.” He backed her against the wall. “I suppose, though he does have some redeeming qualities.” She loved teasing him. His eyes became hooded the closer he pressed to her body. “Intriguing. What would you say those qualities were?” His hand slid under her skirt, palming her through her panties. “He’s very hot.” The words rushed out as he thrust two fingers into her pussy. “Really? What else?” he continued to tease, circling his fingers, stretching her. She leaned against the wall, trying to think. “Oh God! He has excellent people skills.” His thumb grazed her clit and she jumped. She grabbed his hips, her fingers fumbling with his zipper. “People skills. Funny I don’t remember ever being praised for that before.” He freed his cock. She lifted her leg to allow him easier access. He slid easily into her. She greedily locked around him as he pumped deep. “What are you doing to me?” she asked, breathless and close to the brink of orgasm. “The same thing you’re doing to me,” he hissed as his hands molded her ass. She loved it when he dug into her plump flesh. “Tell me this isn’t a dream.” He stopped moving. “This isn’t a dream, baby.” Her heart flipped. Was he feeling the same things as her?

“I don’t want this to end, Penny.” “I don’t want this to end either” As he kissed her Penny savored the touch of his tongue sliding against hers. He thrust up hard. “Baby, I don’t want to share you anymore.” Her eyes shot open. “Neither do I. I mean, I like Andrew and I had fun but I don’t want to be with anyone else but you.” Releasing her ass, he framed her face with his hands. “Good.” Words faded as he began thrusting into her again. Penny held onto his broad shoulders as he went about proving exactly how much he wanted to be her only lover. ****

Penny eventually arrived to work a little late with a smile on her face. She walked into her temporary office and stopped short. “Kale, you’re back.” Her mentor looked up. Her eyes were rimmed red and her face was blotched. She’d obviously been crying. “Oh my God, are you okay?” Kale shook her head. “I went to Colorado to surprise Brian. We hadn’t seen each other in two months.” Brian was Kale’s boyfriend of five years. He’d been transferred six months ago to another state. Penny knew how much Kale had missed him. “He’s been asking me to marry him for two years. I finally decided I was ready, so I went there to tell him yes.” “Congratulations Kale, you must be so…” The other woman cut her off. “I found him on top of his secretary in his office.” Penny laid her hand on Kale’s shoulder. “I’m so sorry.” “Can you imagine? He’s been doing his employee? He tried to tell me that it was nothing, she meant nothing to him. How fucking pathetic. The poor woman didn’t even know I existed. He told her he was crazy about her. She thought he was going to marry her. I feel so damn sick.” Penny’s own nausea echoed that of her friend. Dear God, what would Kale think if she knew about her and Dante? Penny already knew the answer—she would hate her. She would probably compare Penny to the woman Brian was having sex

with. The possibility of how Kale might react to her relationship had never even occurred to her. She wasn’t even sure what her relationship with Dante was or where it was going. She only knew two things—she no longer wanted to have sex with both men and she was falling in love with Dante. ****

“You’ve fallen for her, haven’t you?” Andrew asked. Dante smiled. His friend was always matter of fact and to the point. “I don’t want to share her and yeah, I have.” “Well, I’ll be damned.” Andrew sat back in his chair. “This is for real?” He expected his friend to question his motives. Andrew knew him better than most people and he knew Dante avoided long term entanglements like the plague. “That was fast.” “Not as fast as you think.” Dante had wanted Penny for a long time. The moment he’d stepped into his new position and been “introduced” to her he was transformed back to high school. While she was no longer the teenager he’d secretly harbored a crush on, he’d felt an instant connection. “I’ve known Penny longer than you, my friend. When I saw she was working here I knew I was going to have her. I just didn’t know how much she would twist me up.” His buddy laughed. “The great Dante Miller brought down by a girl he knew in high school.” He merely shrugged his shoulders. “She’s worried how you’re going to feel about this.” “I like Penny. She’s a wonderful woman, but you know my heart’s invested elsewhere.” He understood where Andrew was coming from; unfortunately his best friend was wasting his time pining for a woman who was already spoken for. It kept Andrew from dating any woman too long. Andrew stood and held out his hand. “Good luck. I hope you two are happy.” “I plan on it.” The door to his office flew open. Penny was framed in the doorway. Her lovely round face was pale as ghost and tears filled her dark eyes. “I’m sorry, I didn’t know anyone was here.” “Baby, what’s wrong?” Concern filled him as he came around the desk and wrapped her in his arms. “It’s Kale. She came back early. She went to visit Brian and found him screwing his secretary in his office.”

Andrew grasped Penny’s wrist. “Is she okay?” “No, her heart’s broken. Can you imagine walking in to tell your boyfriend you’re ready to marry him and he’s deep into another woman?” “I’m going to kill the son of a bitch.” Dante watched his best friend turn lethal as he processed the information. “What are we going to do? If she ever finds out about what happened between the three of us she’s going to be livid.” Dante held Penny closer and kissed her temple. “We’ll worry about that later.” He turned Penny in his arms. “Nothing is going to change what’s between us. It’s terrible what Brian did to her, but you can’t let that get between what we have.” “Well, isn’t this a cozy little scene?” All three turned to see Kale standing in the doorway. Her eyes were swollen and red and her face was twisted in anger. “Let me see if I get this. You three are fucking. I can’t believe it.” “Kale, I know you’ve had a hell of a shock, but that’s no reason for you to attack what you don’t understand.” Dante pulled Penny behind him, trying to shield her from Kale’s anger. He wanted to keep the situation calm. Kale’s rage was a living, breathing thing and it tainted the very air in the room. “I quit.” She spat before turning on her heel and walking out. Dante let go of Penny and started to go after her but Andrew stopped him. “Let me. She isn’t going to be receptive to either one of you right now.” He nodded and his best friend took off after Kale. He turned around and tried to pull Penny into his arms but she stiffened up. His stomach dropped as she looked up at him, horrified. “Oh my God, Dante. What have we done?” He grabbed her elbows. “We’ve done nothing wrong. Do you hear me, Penny? I won’t let you turn this into something bad.” She simply shook her head. “No, we have done something wrong. We’ve stepped over the line professionally and personally. Kale is…was my friend. I’ve always known her stance on workplace affairs. I should have thought about it after Deidre’s party.” “Penny, don’t do this. You know what we have is not the same thing that she walked in on when she went to see Brian.” Her eyes closed and when she reopened them he knew he was losing the argument. “How is it any different, the fact that you’re not her boyfriend? Maybe, but it’s still not appropriate. Even if she didn’t have a problem with it, someone in the office will. There would always be some kind of talk.

People will always wonder if I’m getting special treatment or more money because we’re sleeping together. It doesn’t really matter—things like this don’t work. I need my job and I can’t work in a place that is going to be filled with rumor and derision. Nobody except Kale knows what happened and it can stay that way if we stop it now.” He wanted to scream at the top of his lungs that he didn’t give a damn what others thought. He wanted to tell her he’d leave, break his contract with the company and walk away. “Don’t do this to us, to what we’ve started.” “I’m sorry. I can’t.” Her voice cracked as she quickly stepped around him and ran out of the office. Leaning back against his desk, he pressed his hands to his eyes. He couldn’t fucking believe this. He was helpless to do anything at the moment. Fuck! ****

Penny sat at her desk. It had been two weeks since the blowup in Dante’s office. Andrew convinced Kale not to leave and she’d never once mentioned what happened that day. Their once easy friendship was now strained at best. Penny’s heart was shattered into a thousand pieces. She couldn’t eat nor sleep and Dante was never far from her thoughts. He’d reached out to her a couple of times, but never at work. Andrew even tried to get through to her but she wouldn’t allow it. She was so torn up she didn’t know which way was forward. So she did what she was good at, keeping her head down and doing her job. It did nothing to lessen the constant ache in her chest, but like a good girl she forged on. She’d had to face a difficult truth about herself—she was weak. A stronger woman probably wouldn’t give a damn about what Kale thought. Certainly wouldn’t care what others in the office might think, but Penny did care. Dante had never indicated he loved her, never promised anything more than the sexual relationship they had. “Penny, I need to see you.” Kale called from her office. Penny sighed. She’d avoided being alone with Kale, not wanting to have an awkward conversation concerning their boss. She went in to the other woman’s office. “What can I do for you?” “Please sit down.” She pointed to the chair opposite her. Cautiously Penny sat and waited. “I owe you an apology.” Penny shook her head in denial. She didn’t want to hear Kale’s apology, she only wanted her life to return to normal.

“It’s none of my business what you or Dante do in your personal lives. That day I was angry and hurt and took it out on you. I hope you know how sorry I am for my behavior.” The apology should have felt good to hear but it only added to Penny’s heartbreak. “I understand. But you were right. Relationships like that don’t belong in the workplace. It causes way too much strife for everyone involved.” Kale shook her head. “Penny, I made a mistake. I shouldn’t have compared what I heard to what happened to me. Penny, he’s miserable without you.” “I can’t talk about this. I’m all cried out and all I want to do is go back to my normal life.” She stood and moved to the door. “So you’re over him just like that?” Penny looked over her shoulder. “I never said that.” She walked out of the room and kept walking until she reached the elevators. She couldn’t take it anymore. Coming to the office day after day, pretending that everything was okay. She wasn’t putting herself through it, quitting was her only option. Her cell rang as she stepped from the elevator. She flipped it open. “Hello.” “Penny. I need to talk with you.” Dammit, it was Andrew. “Andrew, I can’t deal with this anymore. I don’t want to talk about Dante or what happened.” “It’s not about him. It’s about Kale and me.” “What?” “I need to talk to you about Kale. Please meet me tonight for dinner. I swear Dante’s name will not come up.” “Kale has nothing to do with this,” she replied. “I know but she’s in a lot of pain and I can’t get her to talk. You know her better than anyone else and I thought you might know what to do.” She didn’t know how she could offer him advice when her own world was blowing apart. “Fine, I’ll meet you.” She didn’t want to turn him down, maybe he would lend her a sympathetic ear in return. She heard him release his breath on the other end of the phone. “Great. Come to the Marriot around seven.” The Marriot had one of the best Italian restaurants in the city. It might actually take her mind off of things. Dressing up and eating out would serve as a distraction from for her broken heart. “Seven

sounds good. See you then.” She closed the phone. At least she wouldn’t be alone with her thoughts tonight. ****

Penny wore the same dress she wore the night of the Valentine’s Day Ball. She knew the restaurant had a dress code, but unfortunately since she was now job hunting, running out to find an equally beautiful dress was not in her budget. She was greeted by the maitre d’, who ushered her into the completely empty room. A sole table sat in the middle of the dimly lit place. Dante, dressed in a black tuxedo, stood next to the table. The music playing in the background took her back to her senior prom night. That’s when she really looked at her surroundings. The restaurant was decorated with balloons and signage from her senior prom. What the hell was going on? “Dante, what are you doing?” He approached her. “You look beautiful tonight.” He held out his hand. “Dance with me.” She went willingly into his arms and he walked her onto a small dance floor. “Why does this look like Prom?” She basked in the warmth of his embrace as he pulled her close. “This is our high school prom. The one I always wanted to ask you to.” His breath teased her ear. “Oh my God, you remember me?” She’d never brought up their prior connection before things blew up. “Of course I remembered you. I didn’t think you remembered me.” She laughed. “You can’t be serious. Straight A student, football player and one of the most popular boys in school.” He tucked an errant piece of hair behind her ear. “I remember a girl who liked to dye her hair blood red, loved drama and didn’t care if she was popular or not.” Her heart dipped and her body trembled. “You hardly ever said a word to me in front of other people.” She couldn’t keep the hurt from her voice. “I was a dumb jock and you scared the hell out of me. You were friends with whomever you wanted and didn’t give a damn what anybody else thought. I had to watch every word I ever said to anyone. I was a dumb kid. On prom night when I saw you walk through the door dressed in fuchsia and black with Artie Dorn I wanted to punch him.”

Heat bloomed in her face as she remembered. “As I recall, you were there with Becca Hatten, homecoming queen, beautiful, blonde and skinny.” They laughed in unison as he swung her around. “Becca, who later that night drank too much and threw up all over my tux, then passed out in the back of the limo.” The little devil that resided in Penny threw back its head and laughed as the image of a passed-out princess came to mind. “Penny, I’m in love with you. I think I always have been, but I’m not a kid anymore and I’m not afraid to take what I want. I want you and I’m not about to let you walk out of my life. I don’t care what we have to do. I’ll leave my job so you can keep yours. It doesn’t matter as long as we’re together.” Cutting him off with a kiss, she put all she felt into one long breathless moment. “I love you,” she whispered. “I can’t believe you would do all this for me after the way I reacted.” “I was a little pissed you would think so little of what we had together, and then I realized I never talked to you about where I wanted us to go. I didn’t ask you what you wanted. So I decided to give you time to deal with what Kale said. I hoped you’d realize we could work it out together.” She knew in that instant Dante was indeed the love of her life and she no longer doubted they wanted the same things from their relationship. “I believe it now. It was so hard when Kale came back and had been so hurt.” He skimmed her cheek. “I get it, but if something like this ever happens again I may have to put you over my knee and give you a good spanking.” His lips grazed her cheeks. “How about we have them bring up dinner in a couple of hours?” “Sounds good to me.” She grabbed his hand. “What floor?” ****

Dante’s pants hit the ground and his breath hitched as he looked at Penny in her nakedness. “I’ve never seen you look more beautiful than you are right now.” She blushed from the tips of her toes to the top of her head, and his cock jerked in response. He loved her soft curvaceous body, and her heavy, round tits were begging for his lips. He went to her and fell to his knees. He leaned into her soft belly before trailing his lips across her tummy. Her hands gripped his shoulders and held on tight as his tongue traced around her belly button before dipping inside. She smelled liked spiced vanilla and cream and he was going to eat her up. He kissed down her body before stopping at her pussy lips. He opened her with his thumbs, tracing the tight button of her clit. He swirled his tongue around it, licking the sensitive tip. She widened her legs slightly and he continued to taste her in every way he could.

“Lie down on the bed and open wide for me,” he demanded. It had been too damn many weeks since he’d felt her sweet honey across his body. She did as ordered and spread herself open for him. He literally growled in his throat and jumped on the bed, diving back between her legs. “Come on my tongue, baby.” He lapped at her, sliding two fingers right where she liked it the most. Crooking those same fingers he coaxed her first climax from her in a scream of delight that had blood roaring in his ears. When she tried to grab his dick he shook his head. “I can’t wait a second longer. On your knees.” Squealing in pleasure Penny rolled over and propped herself up on her knees. He pressed one hand to the middle of her back, gently pushing her head to the pillow. He guided his swollen cock to her entrance and pushed forward, slowly filling her. Her sweet pussy hugged him tightly as he dug his fingers into her ample behind and held on as he slowly began to ride. “Rub your clit for me.” He wanted to feel her pleasing herself. She moaned as her fingers moved around and she started meeting him thrust for thrust. Her pale ass called to him and he slapped it once. She jumped and groaned, signaling to him that she wanted more. His hand came down twice more, leaving her ass cheek a nice bright pink. He wrapped his arms around her shoulders and pulled her up, then lightly bit the side of her neck. “You’re mine, Penny. Now and forever. I need to hear you say it.” Her head turned and she licked his bottom lip. “I’m yours, Dante. Always.” He repositioned her on her back and slid into her scalding heat. She welcomed him by wrapping her long legs around his hips. They lay mouth-to-mouth and chest-to-chest as he increased the pace. Every breath she exhaled was his to take in. “I love you, Penny.” He managed to mumble before taking her lips in a bruising kiss. He thanked the stars above he’d found the woman he never knew he was looking for and he was going to spend the rest of his life showing her how lucky he felt.

The End

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