Billy slowly released her lips and kissed along her neck then down the front opening of her blouse. She gasped but then Antonio cupped her cheek and tilted her head sideways, to kiss her. He drew her body back against his as he leaned against the kegs.
It was too much and when she felt Billy’s tongue lap into her bra against her breast she gasped and felt the gush of cream leak from her pussy.
“Oh God,” she exclaimed and when she tried to move strong arms held her. Antonio.
“Eas
y, baby. God, you’re so responsive. I bet your panties are soaked right now. Holy shit, you’re fucking incredible,” he said against her neck then kissed and licked her skin.
“She sure is, and before we get too crazy and strip her right here, I think we should let this special encounter sink in. Don’t you think so, too, brother?” Billy asked him but held her gaze as he buttoned up her blouse and stroked his thumb over her hardened nipple.
Her lips parted and she held Billy’s gaze.
“I guess if we have to,” Antonio whispered and she felt his palm glide over her waist and then over her pussy. She gasped and tightened up but his large palm remained over her mound against her dress pants.
“Next time, my mouth will be on your pussy when you come.”
Oh. My. God. I’m in serious trouble.
* * * *
Billy and Antonio stood by the bar area watching Missy Ann. She was wearing a tank top, with a sample of the logo on it, being created for the new restaurant. They hadn’t made a final decision on going for that one, but one look at Missy Ann’s glorious breasts overflowing the top and they were sold.
“Jesus, it’s hard to fucking concentrate, watching her in that top,” Antonio whispered to his brother as they both pretended to be looking over some papers.
“If I didn’t know any better, and wasn’t right here when the printer guy showed up, I would have thought you’d planned this whole thing. Jesus, Antonio, she’s a knockout. I think Finn and Salvatore are right. I think we should take this chance with her.”
His brother was silent a moment and glanced up toward the bar where Missy Ann was talking to the assistant managers they hired for additional help. Both men knew enough not to stare at her breasts. All it took was one look from Antonio and his hands on her shoulders then his lips against her neck to show that she was off limits. The two men, Keith and Karl, got the message. Billy smiled to himself. Antonio was already staking a claim on Missy Ann and he was the one fighting the attraction.
“God, I don’t know. She’s young, Billy. She went through a traumatic experience. Didn’t you see her reaction to us touching her together? Initially she pulled away.”
“But you had your hand on her and told her next time she came your mouth would be on her. She didn’t push away. She didn’t tell you off.”
“No, she didn’t. But I get this feeling that I scare her. I’m a dominant man, I expect a lot out of a lover.”
“Like we don’t? The right woman will accept us and all we require,” Billy said and then looked back at Missy Ann.
“This is different. This isn’t about sex. This is about companionship, a connection, a sense of feeling complete,” Billy added.
“You mean because we would all be sharing her?” Antonio asked.
“More than physically. We would be sharing her in every aspect of the word. She would belong to all of us, Antonio, not more so to one of us. There wouldn’t be any jealous feelings but instead feelings of being content, sure, confident in the relationship and in her.”
“But what if she doesn’t feel that same way? What if she changes her mind, decides to cheat on us. You’ve seen the way men look at her. She stands out in a crowd with that blonde hair and those baby blue eyes, never mind that sexy body. It’s fucking insane how jealous I feel. I want to keep her hidden from everyone else but the four of us,” Antonio admitted.
Billy snorted and raised both of his eyebrows up at his brother. “And you don’t think we feel the same way? I get this uneasy, queasy feeling in my gut when she’s out of sight. I can’t stand that she goes home alone. I think about her in bed. I think about the nightmares she suffers from, the counselor she’s seeing that Finn told us about. I think of her safety, and all I want to do is hold her in my arms and protect her, yet we’ve known her for weeks.”
“Damn, I feel the exact same way. What do we do? How do we go slow? How do I not make demands I’m used to making on other women? If it was anyone else down there in the basement you would have walked in on me fucking them on kegs of beer and soda. Fuck,” Antonio whispered and ran his fingers through his hair.
Billy gave his shoulder a squeeze. “But you didn’t force that on her because you knew Missy Ann isn’t like that. You know she needs slow, she needs honesty, not some overbearing gigolo looking to mark a woman so other men stay clear.”
Antonio looked at him and raised one eyebrow up as he responded. “Speak for yourself. That thought went through my head. Hell, it’s going through my head right now watching her talk to those guys.”
Billy chuckled.
“Damn, we’re fucked. This is the real deal, man. This is everything we all wanted. A dream, a fantasy, a lifestyle we’ve watched friends commit to and look complete and happy with. Now it’s our turn, and we can’t fuck this up,” Billy stated firmly.
“Why are you looking at me like I would be the one to fuck it up? Finn is even more aggressive in bed and Salvatore likes his women submissive and under his command in the bedroom and out.”