The Promotion (Contemporary Reverse Harem 3)

It was time to celebrate, and the other guys were right there with me.

Chapter 28

Maizy

Holy shit. I’d expected to head home that night a single woman. A sad, single woman no doubt, but one with great memories of what it was like to have a man-harem, if only for a very short period of time.

Maybe I’d write a book about it someday.

But instead, they thrust on me the mother of all jackpots.

They all wanted me.

They wanted to share me. Who even knew a thing like that existed? I was nervous. I was scared. But I also knew what I wanted, and I was beyond grateful that they felt the same way.

How did I get so damn lucky?

I kissed Braden when he finished tickling my thighs with his lips. He moved aside, and I kissed another guy, and then another. Someone unzipped my boots and threw them aside, and another eased my dress over my head, leaving me in my bra and panties. Those two items didn’t last long, either.

I looked up at my men, my beautiful, wonderful men, in various stages of undress gathered around me.

My red-haired Anson was already butt-naked, his cock so heavy that even when erect, it hung down against his thigh.

Cato, my serious boy, was neatly placing his clothes on a chair, and with his back to me, I got to admire his rock-hard ass that quivered just the tiniest amount when he moved.

My animal-lover Von had removed his T-shirt and was sitting on the edge of the sofa stroking the large bulge in his pants.

And last but not least, my rock star Brade, after he’d removed the last of his clothes, stood over me, stroking his hard dick like the man in charge that he was.

And they were all here for me. And of course, I was all in for them.

To hell with the promotion. Fuck Eva and the stupid law firm where I’d sold my soul for too long. Damn those judgmental bores who thought they knew something about me, enough to decide who they thought I was and what they thought I should be.

If only those bitches could see me now. They’d know I was a woman to be reckoned with.

Anson positioned himself between my legs, putting a pillow under my ass for better access.

“Look at that pretty pussy,” he growled. “All nice and smooth for us.”

He ran a finger through my slit and brought it back up to his mouth, where he savored my taste.

“Mmmm,” he growled, running nibbles up my inner thigh until he reached my swollen lips. His tongue dove between them, dragging along my creamy slit. Someone’s mouth had lighted on mine, and I moaned into it, unable to contain the pleasure that was shooting through me.

Anson moved aside with a smile, his shoulder having been tapped by Von, who took his place. Someone else settled on my tits, kissing and sucking them to perfection.

I turned my head to the right and to my delight, there was a hard cock, ready and waiting for me. I opened wide, and Brade buried himself in my mouth nearly to the hilt. My left hand reached out and grabbed another erection, and all my boys were in on the fun.

Four men, whom I loved, were worshipping me in the most intimate way possible, making me moan and scream with a fiery awareness of the love they were offering.

I heard a condom wrapper tear open and a voice ask, “Are you ready for me, baby?” With a mouth full of Brade’s cock, Cato on my tits, and Anson in my hand, I moaned for Von to have his way with me. Every inch of my body was being used for pleasure, and it was unlike anything I’d ever dreamt of.

Von drove into me so hard and fast that a burning hot orgasm instantly slashed over and through me. At the same time, Brade pulled out of my mouth and came all over my tits. I arched my back and screamed, pounding my head against the thick rug, my body shaking from head to toe.

“Are you coming, darling?” Anson asked, his lips right next to my ear.

“I…I…want…more,” I muttered.

“You heard her, boys,” he said, reaching for his own condom.