My 5 Bosses

“We needed time to think. To be sure we could do this right.” Anthony steps aside, so I can see the room again. I look at it in a new light, realizing they did this for me. The music, the candles, the roses all across the floor, some petals spread across my bed too, I realize now.

“Will you let us try?” Vin finishes, and the way they’re looking at me, both of them, eyes so deep and sincere, I can’t refuse them.

Especially not when the stir of lust is kicking up inside me again. I want to tear those suits off them. Let them pin me between them and pull off my clothes. Finish what they started in the park last night…

“Yes,” I say, my eyes jumping back and forth between them.

The moment the word leaves my mouth, Anthony’s lips are back on mine, and Vin’s hands are wrapping around my waist, pulling at my shirt.

“We’ve waited too long for this, Cass,” Vin breathes against my skin, even as Anthony’s tongue entwines with mine. He draws my shirt up and I lift my arms to let him slide it off. Anthony wraps his hands around my waist, traces the edges of my hips, while Vin kisses his way across the line of my bra, his tongue hot on my skin.

My body tingles with every touch, and I can tell from the tightness in my pussy that I’m already getting wet for them.

Anthony's grip on my waist tightens, and next thing I know he's lifting me onto the bed. Vin is right there to catch me as we reach the bed, and pulls me on top of him, into another long kiss as Anthony slides onto the bed with us.

r /> "Fucking hell, you are sexy," Anthony murmurs as he straddles me from behind. I can feel the hard press of Vin's cock through his pants, digging into my thigh. Anthony's cock brushes against my ass, hard as a rock, and the feeling makes my clit ache with want. I'm already soaking through my thong, I can feel it.

Vin runs his hands across my stomach, toying with the waistline of my jeans. "I want to taste you, Cass," he whispers in my ear, even as his fingers slide lower, lower, under my jeans, brushing the edge of my thong.

Behind me, Anthony runs his hands over my ass, gripping me hard through my jeans. "Are you ready for this?" he asks, his breath hot against my cheek, lips brushing my ear. "For us?"

"Fuck yes," I exhale.

Vin undoes the button of my jeans, Anthony shoves them down my legs, and I gasp at the sudden shock of the cool air against my skin. My pussy feels wetter than ever, especially when Anthony grips my thong in his fingers and winds the fabric through his hands.

"Someone dressed naughty for us." I don't need to turn around to hear the grin on Anthony's face. And I can see it mirrored in the dirty smirk Vin aims my way now, as he starts to kiss his way down my neck, my chest, past my breasts, over my stomach, pausing now and then to suck and nibble at my skin. His mouth and teeth send sparks through my nerves every time he touches me, and Anthony keeps running his hands across my ass, squeezing tightly.

"You have a perfect ass, do you know that?" Anthony's lips brush the back of my neck, right at the nape, and every nerve in my body catches fire. "I want to claim that," he adds, which sends a shiver through me, one I can't control. He laughs softly, lips still against my neck. He nips me lightly, then kisses the same spot. "Don't worry. Not yet."

I glance over my shoulder at him, and those innocent baby blue eyes of his wink at me, devilish now.

"Later," he promises, and a thrill runs through me, not just at the terrifying yet oddly intriguing idea of Anthony fucking me in the ass, but also at what that word means. Later. He wants this to happen again.

Then I'm pulled back to the present as Vin kisses my mound through my thong, his lips rough and his tongue licking the fabric. "Wet already, Cass?" He glances up at me, eyebrow arched, and it is hot as hell to watch him between my legs, grinning. He turns to kiss my inner thigh, and his stubble grazes my sensitive skin, making me gasp and tense.

At the same time, Anthony leans up to wrap his arms around me from behind, his hands undoing my bra. I let it fall down my arms, and he whisks it away, tossing it across the room before he returns to kissing his way up my neck, while his warm, strong hands trail across my chest. He takes his time, circling my nipples slowly, tracing the outline of my chest. My nipples are rock hard before he even touches them, lightly at first, a teasing glance.

"I love your breasts," he murmurs against my ear, before catching my lobe in his mouth, sucking it between his lips as his tongue toys with my earring.

I'm so distracted by that that I don't notice what Vin is doing until he has my thong between his teeth. In one smooth motion, he yanks it down my thighs, exposing me completely. I gasp faintly until Anthony turns my face to his and claims my mouth in a long kiss. Vin is kissing his way back up my naked thighs, his stubble sharp on my skin, but his mouth oh so soft. And hot. Heat burns through me, and my pussy tightens with anticipation. The boys' hands are all over me, on my breasts, my ass, my stomach, pulling me toward each of them in turn. I let go, let them do whatever they want to me because everywhere they touch feels amazing.

And I feel hot as hell, naked and spread between them.

Vin nudges my legs apart, and his tongue brushes across my mound, not quite touching my pussy, not yet. I moan, half protest and half desire, and he pauses to grin up at me, those dark eyes glinting.

"Do you want me to make you come first, Cassidy?"

Anthony rolls my nipples between his fingers, breaking our kiss to nip at my neck. "Or would you like me to take you first?" he asks, his lips a smile on my skin. "Your choice."

It takes me a moment to catch my breath, but when I do, I shake my head. "I can't choose. I want you both."

They grin in unison, eyes brightening.

"Right answer," Vin whispers, right before he leans in to suck my clit into his mouth.

I gasp, my back arching, hips pressing forward against his face. His tongue slides along my pussy lips, tasting the telltale wetness, knowing how hot I am for him. For both of them. For a long moment, he just tongues my slit, back and forth, slow and teasing. Soon, I'm groaning and rocking against him with every lick, Anthony rocking with us, his cock pushed against my ass, his hands still working my breasts as he kisses and licks his way down my spine.

Vin finally circles his tongue over my clit, and I cry out as a wave of pleasure rocks through me.