Satisfied 2X

She didn’t know what to say or how to react, only that her body was already tingling with excitement when it wasn’t supposed to. Was there a chance there could be a repeat of the last time she was alone with the two of them?

“I was telling Jason how much I have to do to give you what you need for the department as the terms of my hiring.”

He sat on the edge of the desk. She realized what a domineering presence his body had. How wide his shoulders were. How solid his arms were.

“Funny because Jason and I were also talking about how you could give us what we need.”

Shit. Did he just say that?

She pressed her knees together to keep them from quivering. She was grateful he couldn’t see what was happening under the desk.

Jason held the bourbon glass. “Have you given any thought to our offer?”

“Offer? What offer?” she blurted too quickly. She covered her mouth with her hand.

Jason laughed. “I think you know exactly what offer. We wanted to give you some time to think about it.”

She needed the bourbon—all of it and fast. She guzzled until the glass was empty.

The brothers eyed each other.

“I didn’t know you were serious. I thought it was some kind of joke. I thought you were making fun of me.” She looked at Wyatt and then Jason. She didn’t know whose eyes were more beautiful. She wanted to get lost in both of them.

Wyatt placed his glass on the desk, moving closer. “I’m always serious, Kayla.” He cupped her chin tipping it upward. She didn’t expect his lips to brush over hers. She sighed before his tongue pushed twisting and flicking over hers. The kiss grew deep and furious quickly. It was instinct when she wrapped her hands around his neck, drawing him closer.

She heard Jason clear his throat and it shot her back to reality.

She pushed off Wyatt’s chest. But Jason was next to her and spun her in her swivel chair so his legs pinned hers as he leaned in taking her mouth tenderly and softly. She purred into him. Oh God, what was happening this time? She was being spun in a cyclone of passionate kisses.

Jason pulled back.

“Does that help with your question?”

“I-I don’t know what you’re asking me. I don’t know what’s happening.”

Wyatt moved in front of her, so he and Jason were side by side. “Kayla, we don’t fight over women. We never have. We made a pledge years ago that wouldn’t happen. And it turns out the best way to keep that from happening is to find the right woman together.”

Her eyes widened. “I don’t follow.”

“What my brother is trying to say is that we want you to be that woman. We want you, equally.”

She reached for the desk. “I need more bourbon.”

“Here have mine.” Jason handed her what was left of his drink. She inhaled it. “Is that better?” he asked.

She nodded. “I think so.”

“We can offer you so much,” Wyatt spoke slowly. “So much, baby.”

She looked into the depths of his dark eyes. There was no doubt he could give her something she’d never experienced before, but she turned to Jason. His green eyes shimmered in the dim light. His eyes offered something completely different—something mischievous and fun.

“Give it a chance,” he prodded.

“I’m practically a virgin,” she blurted out and then hung her head in shame. “I’m sorry. I’m not experienced enough. I’m sorry—I’d only disappoint you.”

“Hey.” He tipped her chin up to meet his gaze. “Don’t ever apologize. You could never disappoint us.”

Jason came around behind her, resting his hands on her shoulders and slowly massaging into her neck. “Practically, huh?”