Double Bossed

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Epilogue

3 months later

Cassie

It was late. I waited at the penthouse for the guys to come home, walking around the place to check if I’d prepared everything on my list. Tonight had to be perfect. I had candles and flowers set on the kitchen table. I cooked a big pasta dinner for them. I tried to make sure I had something they each loved. I wanted all their favorites. I was in my new red lingerie—babydoll and stockings—impatient to see their reactions when they saw me.

I walked to the balcony doors and looked at the sky. There was a bright blanket of stars. I was nervous about the news I had to share with them.

The last three months had been the best of my life. Patrick and Travis had shown me more love and patience than I knew existed. It was an added bonus that I loved working with them. I was finally able to do the job I loved, and I had two gorgeous men next to me every day.

I was determined to pay off my debt on my own. Even though I lived with Patrick and Travis rent-free, I didn’t want their money. I needed to prove to them and to myself I could work hard. I could save. I could pay my own way. I didn’t want to live anywhere else. I loved them, and I loved this place. It had already become my home, and I couldn’t imagine life in any other way.

Several minutes later, they walked in. They stopped talking. I wondered what they had discussed because the conversation halted as soon as they noticed me.

“Cassie,” Travis growled, his eyes filling with lust immediately as they slid over my body. “Fuck. You’re sexy.”

“Now this is a pleasant surprise.” Patrick grinned.

Their eyes sent shivers down my spine, awakening my desire. Before I could even move or say anything, they dropped their briefcases and jackets and rushed toward me. Their hands were on me a moment later. Caressing me. Loving me. Undressing me. And I was trembling with pleasure.

My hands shook as I unbuttoned Patrick’s and Travis’s shirts, moaning when Travis’s lips found my nipples over my babydoll. Patrick’s hand slid beneath it and cupped my naked heat.

“Your pussy is already so wet for us. Dammit, my cock will explode.”

He unfastened his belt and took off his pants and boxers. He pulled me toward the couch and sat on it. “Straddle me.”

My pussy throbbed as I rushed to obey him. I was impatient just like them. Travis was taking off his clothes as I positioned myself above Patrick’s swollen cock. I impaled myself on him, embracing the pleasure eagerly. I rocked my hips fast, moaning in ecstasy each time his thick tip hit the deepest part of me.

Patrick moved us so that he was lying down with me lying on top of him, planting his foot on the floor. Travis came behind me. He spit on his fingers and smeared his saliva over my asshole. “I couldn’t stop thinking about your ass,” he said hoarsely. “My cock was killing me the whole day. Now I finally get to bury myself in that sweet, tight ass.”

He hovered above me as he supported himself against the back of the couch and entered my small rosebud.

“Travis!” I screamed, on the brink of exploding when they started their steady pace.

Their thrusts sped up, rocking my whole world. I felt so full, the double sensations becoming almost unbearable.

I was orgasming hard—again and again—soaking their dicks with my wetness before they climaxed almost simultaneously. They sank in deep as their sperm coated my insides in powerful jets.

We needed several minutes to catch our breaths, glistening in our afterglow. I felt so good.

We slid to the floor, holding each other as we enjoyed the silence.

“I love you, guys,” I said.

“We love you too,” Travis murmured and kissed my shoulder. I was still in my lingerie and stockings, and I loved the way they looked at me—getting horny all over again.

I stood up before the things became heated again. It was time for me to tell them the important news.