Town of Chance: Attacking Innocence (The Dare 8)

“Something tells me we’re all going to change but in a good way. We know her fears. When she finally lets us in to make love to her, we’ll have to have a shitload of patience. We don’t know what other kinds of lovers she had.”

“Fuck, I don’t even want to think of her in bed with another man, or men. It pisses me off. Makes me see red. Damn, this is intense,” Antonio admitted.

“I know. Believe me. I know. So encounters like the one downstairs should be handled like training sessions. It will help us take our time when we finally earn her trust and make love to her together,” Billy said and they both looked at Missy Ann. She took that moment to turn and look at them, and when she smiled and gave a wave, Billy’s heart grew a little bigger and he knew she was the one.

Chapter 5

Missy Ann was exhausted. It was a long, hard day at the restaurant and the grand opening was less than twenty-four hours away. She was shuffling through the paperwork on Antonio’s desk, trying to find the one she was looking for. She felt that bit of anxiety. Had she lost it, misplaced it, or forgotten something? She felt the ache in her shoulders and her neck and eased her hand back to massage it. She found the paper and exhaled but then jumped as hands landed on her hips from behind.

She turned around and Finn was there. He squinted his eyes at her.

“Are you okay?” he asked. It was a loaded question. Her mind was frazzled, her emotions raw with desire and a sense of confusion as to what to do with him and his brothers. She had no experience with sex and then to give up her virginity to four men in a ménage encounter seemed too spontaneous and irrational. The stress of working for Antonio and Billy and trying to remain professional in front of staff was difficult. She was lusting over them, thinking about them constantly and last night in bed, she touched herself. She never did that before.

She reacted now, she felt the tears in her eyes, and there was so much she wanted to say, to talk about, to process but how could she with him? With them when they were what she needed to process.

“Missy Ann, what happened?” Finn asked firmly and she stared at him. Looked at his tight dress shirt, the dress pants, the gun on his hip along with the badge and that sexy, mature, capable expression on his face and she hugged him. She needed his embrace, and to inhale his cologne and know she was safe like he always seemed to provide for her. He caressed her back, ran his palms up and down, oozing his strength, his care into her body, making her calm her irrational, fearful thoughts.

“Tell me what’s wrong. Did something happen?” he whispered on the top of her head and she shook her head and kissed his chest. She ran her hands up his dress shirt and then stood up on tiptoes in her heels to reach his neck and she kissed his throat.

She felt his palm ease along her ass and give it a squeeze. She gasped low, tilted her head up toward him, and locked onto his hazel eyes. That gruff along his cheeks and chin was sexy and made him appear rugged, capable and desirable. He eased his lips closer and kissed her. That kiss grew deeper quickly and before she knew it his hands were pressing her skirt to her waist and then he lifted her up and placed her ass on the desk. She felt the cool hard surface against her bare ass cheeks. She was wearing thong panties and felt oversensitive to everything.

She heard a door close and jerked but Finn didn’t release her. He continued to explore her mouth with his tongue and used his hands to glide up her thighs as he lowered her back to the desk.

She gripped his shoulders and his mouth trailed along her neck to her bare shoulder.

“You’re so damn sexy, woman. I thought about you all day,” he whispered and suckled her neck as he pressed his thighs between hers, widening hers.

“I was around her all day, but couldn’t touch her like I wanted to,” Antonio said, joining them. She looked at him, and saw the desire in those dark eyes of his. He held her gaze as he pulled off his dress jacket and then undid his tie.

But then she felt Finn’s fingers stroke along her groin and under her panties. She gripped his hand. “Finn,” she whispered and then swallowed hard. She wanted to feel him touch her there. She wanted to feel more of what these men made her feel.

“Let him. Let us explore what’s going to be ours,” Antonio told her as he eased closer, his palms down flat next to her head behind her. She had to tilt her head back to hold his gaze and then he leaned closer to her lips.

“Just a little taste,” he whispered then kissed her. She reached up to touch him. This position was awkward yet he was able to taste from her mouth and arouse her as Finn removed her panties then pressed a finger to her cunt.

She went to move her hands downward to feel some sort of control but Antonio snagged them and held them above her head.

Finn stroked a finger into her cunt and she moaned and felt her cream instantly leak. “Damn, baby you’re so wet. Let go and give it to us. You’re safe. I promise,” Finn told her and then continued to stroke her cunt.

She lifted her hips and Antonio eased

his mouth from hers and licked and suckled along her neck then to her chest. “Keep your arms back. Give us complete control and I guarantee you’ll love it,” he said to her so firmly in a tone that ordered her and she did it. She felt her pussy cream and then fingers pull out and Finn’s mouth replace them.

“Oh,” she moaned loudly.

Finn’s whiskers chafed her inner thighs and her pussy and she rocked against his mouth.

Antonio pressed her top lower.

She panted as she looked at him and saw the desire in his eyes. He seemed mesmerized by her breasts and it made her feel sexy and desirable.

“Damn, I love these sexy sheer bras you wear,” he told her and as his fingers unclipped the front she lifted her arms and he scolded her.

“Don’t move,” he said firmly and then his mouth latched on to part of her breast and nipple. She was entirely too turned on. She should be scared.

“Oh. Oh God, Finn. Finn.” She moaned loudly as he suckled her clit hard and then stroked two fingers into her cunt. It was too much. Both men worked magic on her body with fingers and mouths. She couldn’t think, couldn’t process anything at all. All she could do was feel.

Antonio pulled on her nipple. “Antonio. Oh God, what are you doing?”