Addicted to Her Curves

“No. I thought it was fucking hilarious.”

“What if this ruins my business?” she said.

She moved from his desk and started to pace in front of it. She ran her fingers through her hair. “I’m sorry. I know I’m going crazy. I’m even sounding crazy to myself.”

“I don’t see how a rumor can cause a problem with your business.”

“Simple. People will start to talk. They will avoid coming to my bar.”

Scott chuckled. “Don’t you think it will help increase your customers?”

“How?”

“To see if the rumors are true. Beau and I could help with that. You could hire us as barmen.” He winked at her.

“You’re not taking this seriously,” she said.

He got up from his seat and moved toward her. He captured her hand, drawing her close. “You have got to stop stressing. You’re too beautiful to worry.”

“You’re not going to charm me.”

“I am,” he said.

After running his hands down her body, he cupped her ass. He pressed his cock against her. “You feel that? For me, that’s all that really matters. I don’t care what other bullshit people are saying or doing. Just you, me, and Beau. We’re the only ones that matter. Don’t tell me you’re going to let someone’s bitchiness spoil what we’ve got?” he asked. “Mrs. Dale can be a nasty piece of work. She’s not worth worrying yourself over.”

Connie sighed. She wrapped her arms around his neck. “I’m sorry. I don’t … I’m not used to this.”

“You, me, and Beau, we’re a team. We won’t let anything happen to you. If she starts rumors, so what? Anyone can start a rumor.”

“I don’t like gossip.”

He kissed her. “Stop worrying. That’s an order. I think you’re going to owe me and Beau some more cookies after all of this.” He took her lips again, feeling her melt.

She was finally off her monthly cycle.

“Your toy arrived today,” he said.

Her body tensed up. “My toy?”

He squeezed her ass so she would know exactly what he was talking about. “Oh, yeah. So tonight, my place, you and Beau, I think it’s only fair that I get to try it out and see how it looks.”

“I don’t know.”

“You’re scared of a butt plug?” he asked.

“Wouldn’t you be?”

“Nope, because I know how to work it and I know once we get you ready, your pussy and ass will belong to me and Beau. I can’t wait to see you come apart, belonging to the two of us.”

He kissed her again, trying to distract her. They needed to get her pregnant before Mrs. Dale could fuck up his plans.

****

For the first time since opening, Connie closed the bar early and went straight to Scott’s. She didn’t know if she was making a mistake or not, but at that moment, she really didn’t care.

Being near Scott and Beau filled her with happiness and she wasn’t going to allow herself to be pushed away, not by anyone.

Her men were already waiting for her as she got to the door. She offered them each a smile and within seconds, she was in their arms.

“Tell me, beautiful, the butt plug in during dinner or after?” Scott asked.

“I know which one I want.” Beau winked at her.

Neither of them sounded appealing, but she didn’t want to spoil her night by waiting for the anticipation of it. She’d never had a butt plug or anal sex. This was all new to her. “Before dinner.”

Scott grabbed her ass tightly, drawing her close. He pressed his face against her neck and breathed her in. “You’re fucking beautiful.”

“Why, because I’m willing to have a butt plug in my ass?” she asked.

“Exactly. For us because you want to feel both of us at the same time.” He kissed her again.

“You’re driving me crazy,” she said.

“Good. Go upstairs, take off all your clothes, and kneel on the bed.”

“You’re into giving demands this evening.”

“You inspire me.” He kissed her deeply and before she left, Beau cupped her face and did exactly the same.

“I can’t wait to see you,” Beau said.

After walking upstairs, she dropped her bag onto the floor and glanced around the room as she removed her clothes. Scott liked to keep a clean room. The nicest of them all. His home reminded her of a family one. A place to raise kids. For people to be part of it all.

She loved it.

When she was completely naked, she knelt on the bed, dropping her head to the sheets and allowing herself to relax.

She didn’t know what to expect.

Minutes ticked by.

Finally, after what felt like a lifetime, both Beau and Scott entered the bedroom.

“Now that is a sight I could get used to,” Beau said. He walked right up behind her, gripped her ass, and pressed a kiss to each cheek. “You make me ache, Connie.”

“We don’t have to have dinner yet,” she said.

“Naughty girl.” Beau cupped her pussy, sliding a finger deep into her, making her gasp. “I feel how wet you are for us.” He growled against her ass. “Don’t worry. When you’re ready, we’re going to show you every single attention you could have dreamed of.”