“We’re going on about thirty minutes now.”
Linden cupped and adjusted himself. “Hot. I want some warming.”
“Of course.” I looked down at Atlas. “You can stop, but you’ll continue your punishment with Linden.”
Atlas popped off me and crawled out from beneath my desk, but before he could stand, I pressed my hand to his back. “Crawl to him.”
“Yes, Mr. Cross.”
Linden sat on my sofa, unbuckled and unzipped his pants, and pulled out his hard cock, languidly stroking himself with a devilish smirk.
Atlas sat on his knees between Linden’s legs, rested his hands on his thighs, and swallowed him down. “Nice,” he said before looking at me. “How do you keep from pumping into his mouth? Because it’s to die for.”
“With great difficulty.” I tucked my cock back into my underwear and zipped up my slacks. “So, what did you need to see Atlas for?”
“I’ve got a meeting with Sanderson Helman next week.”
I raised my brow. “TheSanderson Helman? The CEO of MedPlus Pharmacy?”
“The very one. He’s looking to expand in DC, Virginia, and Maryland. Currently, the Pharmacy is only located in Pennsylvania, but it has been rapidly growing due to its affordable costs, which have created fierce competition. I’ve managed to snag his time to sell our company to assist with his expansion.”
“Fuck yeah. Dad will be shitting gold coins if you manage to get it.”
Linden ran a hand through his neatly cropped, light brown hair, his blue eyes twinkling. Along with his perpetual smirk, he always gave off an air of confidence. “I just have to lay on the charm really thick.”
He glanced down at Atlas and lifted his head, forcing him to pop off. “What do you think, Princess? Think you can arrange some catering for the office? There will be about ten of us. Make sure it’s extra fancy.”
Atlas wiped the saliva off his lips with the back of his hand. “Yes, I can come up with something, Mr. Pierce.”
Fuck, he was always eager to please, in and out of the bedroom. But I also knew Atlas wasn’t a pushover, like setting boundaries for us. That made him even more attractive, especially when he was sassy.
Linden fingered Atlas’s chin and leaned forward to kiss him. “You have a week,” he said and stood, zipping himself up. “Great, now I’m going to have a hard-on all day.”
“You’ll live.”
I stood and helped Atlas up by gently tugging on his arm. I brushed off his knees before cupping his cock. “We’ll all be suffering. Apparently, punishing our princess means punishing ourselves.”
Atlas grinned and shrugged. “It’s only fair.”
I gripped his throat, forcing him to look up at me. “Saturday night is The Backdoor. Are you ready for that? This is where Linden and I get serious.”
He swallowed and nodded, his Adam’s apple brushing my palm. “Yes, Mr. Cross. I can’t wait.”
“Good. We’ll pick you up at your place. Be sure to wear the stockings and garters.”
“Yessir.”
“Oh, and I have something being shipped to your place. I expect you to practice with it each day until Saturday.”
“Practice?”
“It’s an extra-large plug. Work yourself open to get used to it. I expect you to be ready for double penetration.”
Atlas’s eyes widened, and his jaw dropped before his mouth curled into a smile. “I can have both of you?”
I patted his ass when he turned to leave. “Indeed. Now, go back to work and make sure our schedules are up to date.”
“Anything else, Your Royal Highnesses?” he said, winking back at me and smirking.
