Twin Bosses' Intern for Christmas

Someone’s finger presses into my slit, pressing and withdrawing before pressing slightly deeper inside. Soon I’m opened up and loose enough for two fingers to enter me. Another hand strokes me and twirls gently round my sensitive clit, still throbbing from my first orgasm. It doesn’t take much for me to come again, and when my walls clench and a gushing wetness drips from me, the two fingers inside my furrow thrust all the way in.

I let out a startled gasp as I feel a gentle stroking at my ass, before something slips inside the tight star. I’m so wet, it’s easy to get inside. It’s all dripping -- my pussy, my crack, and at this point, probably Blair’s antique desk. I didn’t think I would like anyone playing with my ass, but it takes me by surprise when a pulse of pleasure shoots through my pussy a moment later. As the finger carefully explores me, parting me before sliding in another to spread me open, Blair’s mouth ventures between my legs and the feel of his tongue fluttering between my lips makes me almost overwhelmed with pleasure. As that tongue flutters over my clit, another finger presses into my pussy, soon joined by a second. I’m more filled up in my pussy and my ass than ever before, and while Blair sucks gently on my clit and Liam bites my nipple, I burst into another orgasm. I’m a screaming, sopping wet, mess as I writhe against them, half straining for more and half trying to escape.

The next orgasm crashes over me with an intensity I would never have believed possible, and consumes my whole self. The pleasure swells in every cell of my body and I tremble under the force of it.

When I finally open my eyes and find them both looming over me. My hands are still in their hair, and I stroke them both gently and manage a small smile. “Oh my God, you guys. That was amazing.”

“It certainly was.” Blair leans down to kiss me on the lips, and my hand falls from his hair. A moment later, Liam did the same.

“Did you like having us both inside you?” asks Liam.

I nod. “I never thought I’d like the ass thing, but it felt really nice.” For once, I didn’t feel self-conscious or embarrassed by saying such a thing. It’s impossible to feel awkward around the two of them when all three of us are bonded like this.

“I can’t choose.” I say once more. Fear fills me at the idea.

“That’s okay,” says Blair, softly. “We’ll both have you.”

I nod, and look at Liam, who kisses my cheek.

“I’ve got to get the party, and if you’re smart, you’ll show your faces too,” Liam says, opening the door to Blair’s private restroom and going inside. “After you get yourself cleaned up,” he calls from inside.

I look down at my dress. “I’m not sure I can look like I haven’t been ravished,” I smile.

“You look beautiful, actually,” Blair says, and something in his eyes tells me he believes it. “You’re the most beautiful woman here.”

“Thank you,” I answer softly, happily. When Liam comes back out I go in, and do my best to primp myself up before we go back to the party to show our faces, before going home to what I hope is going to be a wild night.

Chapter 12

Liam

As we’re all driving home a few hours later, I brush a strand of her hair out of her face, being careful not to awaken her. I’m still reveling in the sensation of her pussy clamped around my fingers, the taste of her arousal and on my tongue.

“I can’t give her up.”

Blair seems startled by my words. Almost as startled as I am myself.

“Seriously, man? You always said you’d never settle down, and that women are better when they come in a variety of colors, sizes, and flavors.”

I half grimace, half grin. “That does sound like some jackass thing I would say, but I guess I’m turning over a new leaf. I can’t let her go.”

“I know. I can’t either.” B

lair sounds possessive. “I need her, Liam.”

“She agreed to be with both of us.”

“I need to keep her if she’ll let us. Is that how you feel?”

I don’t even have to hesitate to think about it. I’ve done nothing but contemplate the idea of a future with Chastity since that day in my office when she went down on me. I’m not afraid, and I can’t imagine holding back. “That’s exactly what I want. Marriage, kids, and the works. I want to take care of her.”

Blair sighs. “Me too. So what are we going to do?”

I shift on the seat, holding her softly, but not so tight that she wakes up. “Remember when they said we were too young to start a company, and that the investors would never have any faith in us?”

Blair nods.

“They were wrong, weren’t they? Since when did we ever listen to what other people say or think? Why do we have to make her choose?”