“So responsive.” I curled my finger and dragged it out in a slow stroke.
Harper bucked her hips and grabbed my shoulders. “What are you doing?”
Dante appeared beside me. “Has no one touched you before?”
A look of pure shame lowered her eyes. “Yes. I’m not a virgin.”
“That isn’t what I asked.” Dante tugged the knees of his slacks, adjusting them as he sat beside Harper. “Has anyone made you come using their mouth or their fingers? Or have you been unlucky enough to have suffered through the thirty seconds of a man finding his pleasure while leaving you lacking?”
Her silence answered for her.
“Fuck.” Dante shook his head. “That is criminal, Harper. We are not like that. Your pleasure matters more than our own.”
“What he means is, we’re going to make you come so many times you’re going to lose count. Only when you’re so completely satisfied that you forget who you are will we let ourselves join you.” I added another finger to her already quivering pussy and pushed deep. “We start like this.” I pumped harder, filling her with my fingers and using my thumb to press her clit, massaging it in slow circles.
“Oh god.” Her head fell back, her body finding a rhythm to meet my strokes as she climbed toward her first release.
“That’s it.” I encouraged her even as I lowered my head and blew a soft breath over her exposed clit.
Dante rubbed his palms over her breasts, then pulled a nipple into his mouth.
Alexander held himself back. He’d join in when he was ready, but for now he had to work through the ethics of our decision. His rock hard cock did some major convincing on which way he was leaning, but we knew better than to push.
I eased onto my knees and nudged Harper’s legs open. She bolted upright at the first swipe of my tongue.
Dante growled and kissed the side of her neck. He grabbed her leg around the knee and hiked it into his lap. “Look at me.” Harper’s head snapped in his direction. “Good girl. Now. Look at Julian. Look at what he is doing to you. Look at how you respond to him. He wants you. We all do. My cock aches to be in that pussy. Do you want me inside you?”
“Yes.” She barely breathed as I pressed my tongue hard against her clit, swirling and stroking it as I increased the pressure of my fingers and deepened my thrusts. “Ohhh.”
“That’s it.” Alexander broke with her cries. “Fuck me, but I need to hear that again.”
I added a third finger and curled them, hitting that sweet spot at the same time I dragged my tongue across her clit and pulsed it against her.
She grabbed my hair by the handful, her head thrashing side to side. “I don’t know what to do. Oh god. I’m coming.”
“That’s all you have to do.” Dante pulled her leg up higher, giving me better access. “Look at Alexander. He needs to see you.”
Harper obeyed Dante, her head lifting from the back of the couch. She looked at me first, her eyes going wide at the sight of my face buried between her legs.
Before she had a chance to feel ashamed or worried, she faced Alexander.
He stood ramrod straight beside the desk. Nothing about Alexander was easy, but he would die before he hurt her.
So would I, but I’d also rather die than not have this night with her. If this was our one chance, I planned on making the best of it.
With a gasp, Harper came apart around my fingers.
Her body stiffened, her walls clamping down and her hips rolling so she rode my face, seeking every possible drop of pleasure.
4
ALEXANDER
Watching Julian and Dante with Harper was hell. It was also incredibly erotic, and it eroded my control bit by bit. Following the rules kept me safe.
It made sure I didn’t cross any lines that would bite me in the ass later. This, having sex with an employee, was begging for an ass kicking later.
Fuck me. I couldn’t stop myself from leaving the dais where I’d watched Julian finger fuck Harper into an orgasm so beautiful it broke me. I wasn’t done watching yet, but I needed to be closer.
