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“Damn, baby. You know how bad I want to put my mouth on your clit? To nip you with my teeth? To make you cry out, begging for us to let you come?”

Unable to hold back, I was moaning in earnest, continuing to plow my pussy with my fingers. My other hand released my breast, moving to my clit. I frigged myself wildly.

“That’s it, little one. Show us how you like it.”

Their deep voices caressed my skin as though they were in the same room with me, as though their hands and mouths were taking me to heights I’d never known.

“Don’t you dare come,” Landon bellowed. “Not until I tell you.”

“I’m trying,” I cried out. “I need to come.”

“Not just yet,” Langston said. “Keep pumping those fingers into your cunt. It’s such a nice sight. I only wish this was being recorded so I could watch it again later.”

“We’ll have to work her up to that,” Landon said. “But you’ll get there, sweet girl. You’ll be ready and willing to give us everything we ask for.”

I was already willing.

I whimpered, unable to stop fucking my fingers deeper, fondling my clit roughly.

“Okay, sweet girl. Pull your fingers out of your pussy and put them in your mouth.”

I shoved two fingers into my mouth.

“Now make yourself come by rubbing your clit only.”

That was easy. My clit was so sensitive, and the more I thought of them watching what I was doing, the closer I was getting to release.

“That’s it,” Langston crooned. “Just a little more, Luci.”

That did it.

My back bowed and my fingers stilled, my clit pulsing beneath them as I came.

“Ahh, yes. Such a pretty sight.”

They let me drift back down to earth, and when my breaths had evened out, Landon told me to grab the phone, so I did. I stared at the screen and he smiled back at me.

“I enjoyed that very much,” he said. “Thank you for trusting me.”

“You’re welcome, sir,” I whispered.

“We’ll talk to you later.”

I nodded, then disconnected the phone.

Lying on the sofa, I stared up at the ceiling.

Only then did I realize I was smiling.

I had to admit, this Thanksgiving hadn’t been all that bad.

Twenty-Three

I PRACTICALLY RACED TO THE office on Monday morning.

Having had five days off with very little to do was more than I could handle. I needed to be around people, needed to have some direct interaction with someone other than my own reflection.

I arrived a few minutes early, so I didn’t see Jordan on my way in. As was my usual routine, I headed back to my desk, got the coffee prepared to start, then sat down at my desk. I perused the calendar, noting the Monday meeting at ten before I settled in to go through my emails.

There were exactly two weeks before the quarterly meeting was to be held. After asking Ben’s opinion, I had sent out a survey to all of the managers, requesting input on what they would like to see at the meeting. Since they were being taken away from home for four solid days, I wanted to fill it with events that would keep them interested and eager for more.

The managers had responded positively to the survey, several of them admitting that they appreciated having their input considered. And several of them had come up with some creative ideas for workshops and events to be held during the week. I received an email from one manager elaborating more on their request and I added it to my list, planning to go over it in the Monday meeting.

Plus, I was happy to see that all the managers had been able to rework their schedules so that they could attend. I felt that was a positive response to their bosses and it showed how much they respected them.

Now that I had all of the reservation confirmations, I decided to call the hotel and ensure that they were all taken care of. Each manager had used their own company card to reserve the room; however, I would be handling the payment from our end, confirming that we were getting the discount we’d been offered.

This week I needed to nail down a schedule of events, but first, I had to get my list finalized for my bosses. After the morning meeting, I’d be well on my way to having completed my first big task.


“So, aside from individual roundtables with each of your teams, as well as a couple with the entire group, those are the suggestions that I have as well as those that I received from your managers,” I explained to my four bosses as we sat in the Monday meeting.

“I’ll admit,” I continued, “I think it’s a good idea to give some insight into each of your clients and the range of products that you all represent. That seemed to be the consensus amongst the managers as well. They’re interested in learning and this is the perfect opportunity to provide them with training in a manner that doesn’t feel like they’re being lectured.”