Boardroom Bride - Page 214
“Is that all you have to say to us?” Eric teases, pushing his ring box my way.
“I’m pretty much just doing single-syllable words right now,” I giggle, giving him my hand.
He slides the ring onto my finger, then Chase does the same. The rings are made of twin diamonds that stack on top of each other, overlapping and interlocking when they’re both on my finger at the same time.
“I can’t believe this is real,” I whisper, staring at the way the diamonds glow and sparkle in the blue neon light.
“Believe it, Kara,” Eric urges, pulling me in for an intense kiss.
He leaves me gasping for air. The taste of him and my cunt is still on my lips before Chase pulls me in for a kiss of his own. I barely have time to take a fucking breath.
“You’re ours now,” Chase says, holding my chin between his index finger and thumb. “And if any other man so much as looks at you…”
“You’ll make him swallow his own teeth?”
Chase nods. “Something like that.”
“Hmm. You guys might have to get used to other men looking at me, though,” I tease.
“Not fucking likely,” Chase says immediately.
Eric’s blue eyes narrow. “And why would that be?”
“Because,” I say, pulling them both towards me by their neckties. I kiss Chase, then Eric, then Eric, then Chase again. “My face and body are going to be all over the fucking place if I’m going to be Protein Plus’ permanent spokesmodel, aren’t I?”
“Do you mean that?” Eric asks.
“Even after it blew up in our faces?” Chase reminds.
“I figure once you get the formula worked out, you’re going to need a hell of a PR kick,” I say with a sexy little smile. “I think I’m the perfect girl for the job.”
I expect them to thank me, or to express how awesome of an idea they think this is—but instead, they’re both looking at me like they want to eat me up.
I can’t even complain. I’m not fucking opposed.
Chase wraps his arms under mine, holding me against him and ducking beneath the SkyTree’s protective railing. He rests his body against the curve of the observation window and holds mine against him. There’s nothing beneath us to hold us up but a thin sheet of glass…
But for the first time in my life, I have the utmost confidence that it will hold.
“Gonna fuck your tight little ass, Kara,” Chase grows as he pins my body to his and undoes his belt. I reach up behind me, pulling his tie loose. As I wiggle against him, the buttons of his shirt come open so I can rest against his gorgeous, muscular chest.
“Bring it, hot stuff,” I purr back. I bounce my ass up and bring it back down on his fat, stiff cock. He spits to get me nice and lubricated, and his saliva combined with all the slick honey dripping from my cunt helps him squeeze into the tight, sensitive pucker of my ass.
It’s like someone just turned on all the streetlights on a dark fucking road. Chase’s cock in my ass lights up my entire fucking world. He starts pressing inch after inch of his 12-inch dick into the tightness of my ass, and I strangle his cock with my hole like a fucking vice grip.
The orgasm starts building immediately. If Eric doesn’t hurry up, he’s going to miss the first act of the show.
“What’s taking you so long, hot stuff?” I whine through gasps and moans.
Eric throws his suit jacket to the floor, unbuttoning his shirt with great deliberation.
“I just like watching you squirm,” he purrs through a sexy, lopsided smile. “Beg me to fuck you, bride.”
“PLEASE FUCK ME!” I scream—because yeah, I’m so close to an orgasm with Chase’s cock pounding my ass the way it is, I would beg for literally anything right now. “Eric, fuck me! Please fuck me—I want it! I need it, please! PLEASE—OH!”
It’s a good fucking thing I’m so lubed up with wetness, because Eric’s cock is massive and thick. He takes me with it in a single stroke, and then I’m totally filled. His fingers tease and twist at my nipples as he fucks me into Chase.
Chase’s own hands wrap around my hips and throat as he fucks me right back into Eric.
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