“Evan just landed SigmaCare.”
“I didn’t land them. Yet.”
“Then I’ll hold onto my congratulations and knock on wood instead.” Isaac gives the desk a knock as he approaches my side of it.
“You’re prowling,” I note.
He unbuckles his belt. “Ididland an account today.”
I try to keep my eyes on his face. “Oh yeah? Who?”
“Elite Fitness.”
“Nice, babe.”
He unbuttons his slacks and slides the zipper down. “Impressive, right?”
My mouth waters. The sound of Isaac’s pants coming down has and always will have a Pavlovian effect on me.
I’m on my knees by the time he’s whipped out his semi-hard cock.
“You two have three minutes before I get involved.” Deacon says.
I grin up at Isaac, considering how I want to play this. I’m more than capable of making him come in two minutes, which will likely mean I’ll be the one Deacon fucks first.
But I’m kind of in the mood for them both now that I’m well rested.
I give Isaac’s slit a teasing lick before sucking his crown between my lips.
“Eyes on me,” he demands.
I look up.
His gaze is full of lust and affection. “I’ve been thinking about you on your knees for me all day.”
“Your new assistant sucks.”
“She doesn’t, actually. She’s just really bad at her job.”
I grin and widen my mouth to take more of him, sucking and slurping as I move up and down his thickening length.
He puts a hand in my hair, tugging gently at the strands. “You, on the other hand, are the best I’ve ever had.”
I hum around his cock and taste the salt of his arousal. I flutter my lashes at him, feeling the usual flush heat my cheeks at his praise. “Good boy,” he breathes. “Such a pretty mouth. Such a filthy tongue.”
The words are meant as much for me as they are for Deacon, but I stopped caring about that a long time ago. He’s always talking to both of us. He’s always been in love with both of us. He’s incapable of wanting one of us more than the other because Isaac lives his entire life with nothing less than his whole heart. I should have always known his love would be no different.
After the promised three minutes, Deacon is standing behind Isaac, unbuttoning his shirt and sliding it off his shoulders as he presses kisses to the new inches of exposed skin. His tan is still deep from our three weeks in Mexico last month, and it’s a gorgeous sight to behold, especially when Deacon’s large hands roam over Isaac’s perfect pecs and down his abs. He shoves his pants off and it’s not until Isaac has to step out of them that I let his cock out of my mouth.
While Isaac turns to undress Deacon between long, slow kisses, I clear a space on my desk for old times’ sake.
“Where do you want us?” Isaac asks, finally noticing what I’m doing. “And why are you still dressed?”
I peel off my thin sweater. “For that, you get to be the one who does all the work.”
No further explanation is needed. Deacon moves to sit on the spot I cleared off and undoes my pants. I shove them down my legs along with my briefs before he hauls me onto his lap and arranges my thighs on either side of his hips. He looks up at me expectantly, and I press my mouth to his. He deepens the kiss in a hurry and clutches my ass cheeks in a tight grip.
This isn’t the first time sex has happened in the office, so everyone knows the lube is behind my monitor, but it will bethe first time I get double penetrated on an office desk. Perks of being my own boss, I guess.
