Doesn’t matter that I now control the nuclear launch codes—these two men will always controlme.
I’m happy to be there, under them.
Or, between them, as the case may be.
Chris’ hands grip my hips as he leans back in my chair, pulling me with him. “Can’t wait to fuckyouover herdesk one day soon,boy.”
Kev chuckles in my ear. “Yes, Sir. I can’t wait, either.”
I think my men have a plan to fuck me in every room in the White House. Not sure how we’re going to accomplish that with all the Secret Service agents around, but where there’s a will, they’ll find a way.
They always do.
In the past two-plus years, with one or both of them, we’ve fucked in airplanes and limosand busses and cars. We’ve defiled hotel rooms, conference rooms, and one time even a classroom.
That was at a college, though, so not like we were putting innocent kiddies at risk.
Of course we’re eyeing the big one—Air Force One.
Thatone will be the three of us, of course. We’re going to leave our DNA from one end of that fricking airplane to the other.
Chris kisses me as Kev’s fingersdrive me close to the edge. They aren’t kidding tonight—they want me to come fast. We don’t have a lot of time to do this.
With both of their cocks inside me and with Kevin’s hand for the assist, it doesn’t take me long before I feel my release start. Chris senses it and grabs the back of my head with one hand to keep my lips firmly pressed against his so he can swallow my moans.
Behind me,Kev lets out a low groan. “Oh, baby,” he hoarsely says. “That’swhat I’m talking about.” He starts to fuck me, and it only takes him a few thrusts before he’s there.
That leaves Chris, who grinds his cock into me with an evil grin on his face. “Just think how wet you’re going to be when you sit here tomorrow and try to do any work.”
“Going to have to fuck her in here at least once a week,” Kevadds. “Those couches.”
“The private study,” Chris says.
“The bathroom,” Kev adds.
A smaller orgasm I wasn’t expecting slams into me, and that’s what finishes off Chris. Kev pulls out and produces a small travel pack of wipes from his blazer pocket, with which he quickly cleans me up.
“You guys were prepared,” I snark.
“Of course,” they say in unison, then freeze, look at each other, and startlaughing.
Kev disappears into my private bathroom—he uses it before I ever get to, the rat bastard—to clean up.
Chris helps me up and lets me put my panties on. “Only because it’s a special occasion,” he teases.
“You’re too kind to me, Sir.”
He grins. “Love you, baby.”
“Love you, too, Sir.”
“What about me?” Kev jokes as he returns.
Chris holds out an arm for him, kisses him, then pullshis head down to his lap, where his spent cock is still out.
Kev knows what to do, and quickly has the sadist groaning again.
“You were supposed to tidy me up,” he gasps, “not get me hard again.”
Kev’s wearing a grin as he sits up and carefully tucks Chris in and zips him before giving him a kiss. “Tonight, Sir, you can fuck my ass and I’ll make it up to you.”
“Mmm. You’d better.”
Damn, Ilove these two sexy men.
I duck into the bathroom to check my makeup and hair. I’m not too mussed. When we emerge from the Oval Office to find a frantic-looking Leo heading toward us—probably wondering what’s taking us so long—the three of us look at each other and burst into laughter.
I don’t know what the next four years has in store for us, but with these two guys by my side, I know I canhandle anything life throws at me.
At least, that’s what I thought.
