Office Affair (20 page)

Ben answered her question with a question of his own. “Do you?”

She opened her eyes, looked at Will, appreciated his beauty all over again. “I do.” Butterflies rose and fluttered in her belly, and her breasts tightened further. “Just for tonight, I want you both.”

“Then just for tonight, that’s what I want too.” Ben’s cock jerked against her back as though confirming his words.

“Show me, Benny Boy,” Will said. “Show me how much you want her.” His eyes gleamed with desire.

Ben snaked a hand down over her belly, and lower, until his finger slid over the wetness between her legs, sending a jolt of pure lust through her. “I’ll need a condom for that,” he told Will.

Melissa dropped her head back on Ben’s shoulder, closed her eyes and let his touch thrill her, excite her all over again. She thrust against his finger and spread her legs wider. She may have just had two stunning orgasms but already her body prepared for another. Slick heat trickled onto Ben’s finger, and she arched her back, hoping he’d dip inside her and fill the hollowness that built steadily with his caresses.

Movement in front of her told her Will had stood up, walked away. Seconds later he was back.

“One for you, one for me.”

Ben reached up with his free hand, and something crinkled close to her ear. Still he stroked her.

“Show me,” Will said again, and once more he moved away.

“You have the energy to move, sweetness?”

Her limbs felt languorous, lazy, but if moving meant more pleasure from Ben, she’d do it. “Mm-hm.”

“Okay, then I need you to turn around. Give me a sec to get this on, and then plant your sweet arse on my lap and wrap your legs around my waist.”

With muscles as languid and liquid as hot honey, she slowly twisted and turned until she knelt where Ben wanted her—straddling his lap as he sat on the floor. Will sat behind her, back on the couch.

“That’s it, sweetness. Now lower yourself down onto me.” Ben held her hips, and watched her with eyes as dark as night. His lips were full and swollen from kissing her—all over—and she couldn’t wait to press her mouth against his again, taste his tongue, breathe his air. “Guide me inside,” he whispered. “Make me a part of you.”

Mel didn’t need Ben’s cock to know he was already inside of her. Sometime over the past few weeks he’d become a part of her. She took his shaft gently in her hand, held it in place and listened to his groans as she slid her pussy down over the length, enveloping him completely. His eyelids looked heavy, as though he had trouble keeping them open, and a breath of air hissed softly from his mouth.

“Damn… Mel…” And then he stopped talking. Didn’t seem able for a few seconds.

Lord, he felt good inside. The hollowness receded with every inch she took him in, replaced by a sense of bone-deep satisfaction and crazy-arsed desire. Ben made her crazy. Made her feel wanton and sexy and loved and adored. Ben made her feel. Full stop.

“He’s loving this, Mel,” Will whispered. “He’s in heaven.”

Ben wasn’t the only one. “I am too,” she whispered back.

“I’ve never seen him look like that before,” Will said. “As though he’s found his very own piece of paradise inside you.” His voice was filled with a soft reverence.

“You are my paradise, sweetness,” Ben said softly. His hands crept up her back and tunneled in her hair.

Just like he had become her paradise. She dropped the softest kisses on his lips as warmth filled every inch of her being.

Long moments later, Melissa had to clear her throat to speak. Emotion made forming words difficult. “Will?”

“Yeah?”

“Are you going to join us?”

“Soon,” he promised. “Very soon. But watching you two, together, it…” He inhaled deeply. “It takes my breath away. I could watch you all night.”

Shivers raced up her spine. “It’s pleasurable for you?”

Will nodded and gave her a beautiful smile, his dimple creasing his cheek. “Intensely pleasurable.” His hand was once again wrapped around his shaft, and his blue eyes were now almost as dark as Ben’s. “Make it even more so. Make love to Ben while I watch. Kiss your lover.”

Melissa was only too happy to comply. She turned her head into Ben’s waiting kiss and lost herself to his taste and to Will’s gaze.

Ben pulled away to change positions. “Wrap your legs around my waist, sweetness. Take me in as deep as you can.”

It was awkward, but with Ben’s help she managed, and the change in position seated Ben’s cock deeper inside her.

“Now what?” As if she needed direction. Instinct told her what to do, but she liked Ben giving her instructions.

“Now wrap your arms around my neck.” His hands were on her back, caressing her up and down the length of it.

She obeyed. “And now?”

Will answered. “Now you kiss him again.”

“Gladly.” She melded her mouth to Ben’s.

And for the longest time, instructions weren’t necessary. They moved together as one, Melissa riding Ben, Ben stroking up into her. Their lips and tongues tangled together as Will whispered words of encouragement.

Making love to Ben while Will had watched through his window was a thrill. Making love to Ben, with Will right behind her, had shivers whizzing up and down her spine. It had her pussy wetter than it had ever been, and it had her skin tingling.

Ben kissed her as though his life depended on it. Kissed her as though he treasured and adored her, and she kissed him right back, returning all his enthusiasm.

“Benny Boy?” Will said eons later.

Ben broke the kiss. “Hmmm?”

“Show me her arse.”

“You got it.” He kissed her again before asking her, “Ready?”

She nodded, not quite sure what she was ready for, but ready nevertheless.

Ben stretched his legs out beneath her, held her carefully and began to lean back. Melissa had no choice. She had to climb onto her knees again or risk having her legs squashed beneath Ben. She crouched over him, but only until he was on his back, and then he was urging her down again, urging her closer. She knelt with her knees on either side of his waist and lowered her upper body down to meet his.

Ben took her mouth in a bone-melting kiss while he stroked into her. He placed a hand on each of her butt cheeks and pulled them slightly apart, seating himself deeper inside her.

She lost herself to the wonder of his lovemaking, to the shivers down her spine, to the knowledge that Will could see not only her arse, but every thrust of Ben’s shaft inside her.

And when something cool and slippery touched her crack, Melissa yelped.

She should have known to expect it, should have realized it was coming. But she’d been so absorbed in Ben’s lovemaking, in his kisses, in him, the touch came as a surprise.

She relaxed into it, let Will’s finger caress her hole as Ben fucked her. Let Will rub erotic circles around her anus, let him up the ante, increasing her arousal about ten times over.

And when Will dipped his finger inside her, past the ring of muscle keeping him out, Melissa groaned out loud.

“That’s it, beautiful,” he encouraged. “Just settle in and enjoy yourself.”

Settle in? Was he nuts? How could anyone this turned on settle in?

He slipped another finger inside her, slid them both deep.

She gasped. It was a tight fit, but damn, it felt good.

“I feel it too, sweetness.” Ben never lost his tempo, although perspiration beaded on his forehead. “I feel the pressure.”

“More,” Melissa demanded.

A third finger breached her arse.

She gasped. Okay. Even tighter. Fuller. But it just made Ben feel that much better inside her.

Will pumped his fingers in and out, timing his rhythm to Ben’s movements. And when Melissa began to whimper, because she couldn’t seem to help herself, he withdrew them.

“Nooo!” No, no, no. That was the last thing she wanted.

“Shh, Mel. I’m not going anywhere. Promise.”

Quite the opposite, he stepped in close. Or maybe knelt in close, the hair from his muscled leg pressing against the back of her thigh.

She had no idea how he was positioned, couldn’t turn to see. Ben had captured her gaze with his, and she couldn’t look away. He stared so deep into her eyes she thought he might be seeing through to every thought in her head, every feeling in her heart.

Could he understand them? Could he make sense of the montage of emotions swirling around inside, sort through the tangle of thoughts in her mind? Could he see she’d fallen for him, hard? She stared back at Ben, looked into his dark eyes and lost herself in them.

She sighed. What a perfect place to get lost. She almost wished she’d never find her way back.

Will brought her back. Or the pressure on her arse did. This time it wasn’t his fingers that stroked at her hole. It was just as cool, just as slippery as his hand had been, but it was bigger, thicker.

Melissa didn’t dare breathe. She lay where she was, aware that even Ben had stilled as she opened herself for Will’s invading cock.

“I’m wearing a condom,” Will assured her. “And a ton of lube. Gonna make this good for you, beautiful. Gonna make this good for all three of us.”

“Trust him,” Ben said. “Let him in.”

How could she not? Already he’d breached her hole, leaving her with no doubt of the thickness of his cock. She’d never had anything that large inside her backside before.

Now Ben wasn’t the only one sweating. Perspiration slithered down Melissa’s spine.

Could she do this? Could she fit them both in? Perhaps the reality wasn’t quite as exciting as the fantasy, after all.

Ben stilled, aware of her discomfort. “It’ll only last a minute,” he promised. “And then the pleasure will mask the pain.”

“B-burns a bit.”

Will hesitated, then withdrew slowly from her.

She hated that he’d left her. Swore at him. “No, fuck. What are you doing?”

“Just giving you time to adjust, that’s all.” And then he was sliding back inside her, deeper this time. And the burn was still there, but not quite as bad as before.

“Deeper,” she demanded.

He pushed in further.

Ben groaned.

“And again.” She wanted him in all the way. Wanted them both inside her.

Will withdrew once more, but before she had time to complain he drove slowly back inside.

Ben shut his eyes and moaned, and Melissa relaxed fully into Will’s thrust.

It was Will’s turn to moan. “I’m in. All the way. And damn, it feels good.”

Melissa couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t think. Full. She was so full. Jam-packed full of cock. One in each hole. It burned, but when Ben moved, seating himself deeper inside her, a shock of pleasure pulsed through her.

It was so damn amazing, she twisted her hips, seeking an instant replay.

Will howled, pulled out and thrust back inside her. He grabbed her hips, holding her firmly, and Melissa could have cried the sensations were so exquisite. Her instinct had been right. The pain didn’t go away, but the pleasure masked it.

She was sandwiched between two males, both in the prime of their lives. Solid muscled cushioned her front, and raw power emanated from behind her.

How could one woman stand so much masculinity?

How could she not?

“Fuck me,” she begged, her physical appetite for the men insatiable. “Please, both of you, just fuck me.” Her greedy words echoed through the room. She knew then this wasn’t about making love. Making love was what she and Ben did when they were alone. This was sex in the rawest, most physical sense of the word.

“It’ll be our pleasure,” Will said.

“Just lie down and enjoy the ride, sweetness.” And as Ben took her mouth in yet another kiss, he and Will began to fuck her in earnest. It wasn’t hard to tell they’d done this before. Many times. They moved in perfect harmony, one filling her while the other withdrew. Every now and again they moved together, filling her at the same time, and that for Melissa was the ultimate.

She’d never felt this good, this aroused. Never known that two men could increase her pleasure and her excitement exponentially. They incited her passions, made her body burn. Goose bumps covered her skin, and her breath was a thin rasp of delight.

“I-is it as good for you…as for me?” she wanted to know.

“Better,” was Will’s response. Ben nodded vigorously.

“Can…can you feel each other?” She could feel them both so clearly, and she wondered, separated as they were by a thin membrane, if they could feel it too.

“Hard not to, sweetness. Every time he fucks you, I feel it along the length of my dick,” Ben said. “Like an increased pressure, a sensual stroke.”

Melissa groaned, the image so sensory she could almost feel it herself.

“And every time Ben fucks you, his scrotum touches mine.”

Oh, sweet heaven. Boy bits touching. Wow. That was a turn-on she’d never expected. It brought a fresh wave of heat to her loins. “D-do you like it?”