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It made Wyatt hard as rock just thinking about her beautiful backdoor. How it tasted. How tight and virgin it was. Virgin. He almost groaned out loud. A virgin ass was worth everything. He wanted it. He wanted her.

“It’s all or nothing, right?” Jason asked.

“Always. We’re never fighting over a woman. And we’re never leaving Miller-Wentmore Global at the mercy of one either.”

“I think a week is a good offer.”

“It is.” Wyatt nodded.

Wyatt worried it had been too much too fast. She had admitted she wasn’t very experienced. What if they had pushed her? What if licking her ass until she came was enough to scare her away? What if Jason’s trick with the butt plug scared the hell out of her? Even though she needed it. She was going to have to get used to it if this was ever going to work, but she was so innocent. Had they not prepared her enough?

He knew it was stupid, but he was nervous. He shouldn’t let a woman get under his skin like this, but she had. They had to have her. She had to say yes, or he knew he and Jason wouldn’t get over her for a long time. Women like this didn’t walk into their lives every day.

Women like this with such beauty, such brains, such innocence, such amazing tits, such a sweet pussy—they didn’t walk through the office doors every day.

“What if she says no? Are you going to change the terms with Rudino?” Jason prodded. He was nervous too.

“This has nothing to do with him or that debt. This is about the three of us. What we want. What Kayla wants.”

“Yeah, but if Rudino finds out we’re fucking his niece it could change things.”

“How so?” Wyatt looked at his friend as they exited to the private end of the parking garage. They strolled to their cars.

“The guy’s a snake. How do we know for sure Kayla isn’t working for him? What if she’s a mole, not his debt?”

Wyatt used his remote entry for his two-door black sports car. It had a new waxy shine. “She’s not a mole. We both know that.”

“I don’t want him to have an angle over us. I especially don’t want that angle to be Kayla. She’s already a pawn in this.”

“I hear you, brother. See you at home?”

Jason shook his head. “No, I think I’m going for a drive. I need to think.”

“That’s fair.” Wyatt slid into the leather seats. “I won’t wait up, honey.” He winked, slamming the door and peeling out of the garage.

He was confident. He knew his time with Kayla in the lounge had been well-spent. He had satisfied her. He showed her there was a way to orgasm she’d never felt before. And that kind of feeling was addictive. He knew she’d want more. She’d want more from him. But that didn’t mean it wasn’t going to be a fucking long week.

Jason

He didn’t drive like this much anymore. It had been awhile since a woman had him on edge like this. He couldn’t sit around the penthouse with Wyatt tonight watching football and drinking. He wanted more of Kayla. Damn it, he wanted to keep going. When he was making her come, it took all he had not to bury his cock inside her. To feel the way she clenched his tongue, on his dick.

He pushed the gas pedal harder. The city faded behind him. He was cruising through suburbs now. A place where what he and Wyatt wanted with Kayla would never be accepted. It was ironic, he drove through quiet neighborhood streets to clear his head.

He looked at the picket fences and the rows of herb gardens. Freshly painted mailboxes and tire swings hanging from trees. It was all serene and perfect.

It was how he remembered his childhood until his mom left. He parked at the end of a cul-de-sac. Wyatt knew the full story. He knew how his mother left his dad for another man. She always said he wasn’t enough. He was sweet. He was her best friend. But he wasn’t enough. And that was it. She left with a few suitcases and some money she had hidden in a shoebox in the hall closest.

As a kid he didn’t understand, but as a man he did. Jason was hell-bent on making sure he didn’t end up like his dad. He never knew which parent to blame. Was it his mom’s fault for being selfish? Did she speak up? Did she ask for what she wanted and never got it? Or was his dad too busy at work to notice her? Did he try to please her and she was too far gone to appreciate it? Did he push her toward another man?

Jason gripped the steering wheel. That would never be him. He and Wyatt had a deal. Best f

riends who lived life to the fullest together. They made billions. They led the company with vision. And they shared women. No woman would want for anything once they were committed.

They had tried it twice before. The sex had always been fucking off the charts. Nothing compared to it. And their embarrassment or shyness was gone the second they made their first woman come simultaneously. But with those two girls, they just didn’t have the emotional connection. They tried, but sex wasn’t enough to sustain the kind of life they wanted with them.

So, after two unpleasant back-to-back breakups they’d taken the year off. No relationship until they found the right girl. There were plenty of girls to fuck in between on their own. But the quest for the right woman had taken longer than Jason thought. Wyatt was picky as hell.

He cranked the engine. It was late. His eyes burned and he was ready to crawl in bed. He didn’t know what they’d do if Kayla turned them down on Friday. After a year of searching for her, he didn’t want to think about that happening. The tires kicked gravel in the air as he sped out of the neighborhood.