Satisfied 2X

Wyatt turned off the lights and closed the door to her office.

This was definitely one weekend they were all taking a little time off.

Fifteen

Kayla

Kayla was quiet on the car ride with the brothers. She could only imagine what she had signed on for. It was like she was having an out of body experience. She couldn’t believe she had agreed to this, but she couldn’t imagine not doing it. They had made promises, she needed them to keep.

They had brought her body to life in a new way. Each one driving bliss out of her core in his own way. It didn’t matter if it was Wyatt or Jason—together they had touched her like she was a goddess. They wanted her. She had no doubt. And that want made her feel whole. It made her feel like she had a place where she belonged.

The driver steered them through levels of parking. He stopped in a parking garage at a set of gold elevators. The Wyatt and Jason led her from the chauffeured car and into the elevator.

“This is where you live?” she spoke quietly.

“All the way at the top,” Jason responded.

She was surprised when it deposited them inside the heart of a breath-taking apartment. The Miller-Wentmore penthouse was like the men—it looked like it belonged in an architectural magazine. There were sleek lines and stylish appliances. She couldn’t believe how gorgeous it was. Did she belong here?

Wyatt took her coat. “My suites are at this end of the penthouse.” He pointed along a dimly corridor. “And Jason’s are at the other end. But in the middle are yours.”

“Mine?” She almost choked. “But I just got here.”

Jason laughed. “Of course. You have your own rooms. Don’t expect to be sleeping alone much, or sleeping at all, but you have your own closets. Bath. It’s a sweet set up.”

She felt the room start to spin. “Why?”

Wyatt spun her toward him. “We’re going to take care of you. We don’t take this relationship lightly. You need to know that from the beginning. We have our set of rules, but you get to make some too. And Jason and I will honor them, whatever you need them to be.”

“I don’t even know what those would be. Where do I start? Do I need rules?”

Jason came up behind her. She knew she was sandwiched between the two men. She was immediately hot and aroused.

Jason reached under her skirt, drawing a finger between her legs that landed in the center of her heat. She hissed.

“Spread your legs,” Wyatt commanded.

“But—”

“I said spread your legs.”

She did as he said and Jason suddenly had deep access to her pussy. He shoved his finger inside her just as Wyatt’s mouth crushed hers with a blinding kiss. Oh shit, the world was upside down. One man was finger fucking her while the other laid a kiss deep on her lips.

She moaned, tilting her hips.

“That’s it,” Jason coaxed.

Wyatt began to strip the shirt from her. Jason pushed her skirt all the way up to her hips, but she didn’t protest. She didn’t care that they had only made it two steps inside the foyer. It was already everything she wanted.

“Down the hall?” Wyatt motioned to Jason.

Before she could answer Wyatt scooped her into her arms and carried her to a room. It must be the suite he mentioned. The one that would be hers.

He laid her on the bed as both men began to strip their clothes. She stared in awe as they got undressed. First their shirts fell to the floor, exposing lean and chiseled chests. When Wyatt’s pants hit the hardwood floors next, her jaw fell open. He wasn’t wearing underwear and his cock was enormous.

Jason shoved his pants and boxer briefs in a heap at his ankles. She moaned at the sight of his bulging dick.

It was the first time she had seen them. They had always given her all the attention, but it was clear now they wanted something in return.