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“Rosa, look at me,” he gently requested, but I shook my head.
I was getting too close to them.
The lines had blurred while I was sick. And my dreams with them were only getting dirtier. There was something wrong with me. I didn’t just want one of my bosses; I wanted all three. I wanted to get lost in a breathless sweaty windstorm of slick, hard bodies surrounding me. It wasn’t just the dirty stuff, like wanting them to use me however they saw fit, but my poor sex-deprived body wanted more.
I wanted them to coddle and spoil me.
Hold me like they had been the last couple of days, but for the rest of my life. I felt safe with them. I’d never felt that safe with any man, much less three. But Casey, Jett, and Mal were different.
“Rosa, look at me. Please,” Mal repeated a little more sternly. I tipped my head up, and when my eyes caught his body, I tried, I really did, to skim over the very obvious bulge at the front of Malcom’s shorts. But it was impossible. I doubted a nun could have had the willpower to look away.
“Wow,” I whispered and winced. I shook my head, and when our eyes connected, Malcom’s gaze felt intense.
“Was it a bad dream you were having, honey?” Before I could figure out how to shrug away his question, his hand rose between us. Slowly, almost like he was trying to give me a chance to move away, like I should have.
But I didn’t.
If anything, I waited on pins and needles for his touch. Malcom cupped my face and stepped closer as I leaned into it even further.
“You're so fucking soft. How are you so soft?” he whispered. He shouldn’t have been touching me like that. I shouldn’t have let him.
What if the other two woke up?
What would they think about this?
I glanced behind me, and for some reason, I wasn’t shocked to see that both Casey and Jett were not only awake but sitting up on the edge of their seats, watching us like Mal and I were the movie playing on the big screen. And I didn’t hate it.
Not even a little bit.
“I, umm…” My voice cracked. I felt breathless. The men behind me stood up, and before I knew it, they were right behind me. Jett’s hand covered one hip and Casey's did the other as they pulled me into them while Malcom leaned in closer. My three crazy sexy bosses were caging me in just like in my dream, and I loved it.
“What… umm, what’s going on?” I asked breathlessly.
I couldn’t look away from Mal.
I couldn’t stop the way my body felt awake and alive in a way I had never in my life had experienced. I was hyperaware of Casey and Jett behind me. Casey’s lips brushed against my temple, and my body trembled.
Not with fear but desire.
A white-hot knot formed low in my belly, and my thighs pressed together for some kind of relief. Just like in my dream, I was seriously turned on. This was a lot like my dream. But without masks and the whole me calling them daddy and me being called their princess.
“You know what’s going on,” Jett whispered roughly into my ear before flicking it with his hot, wet tongue. My pussy throbbed and my eyes fluttered shut. “I love how your body reacts to us. Look at her. She’s shaking like a leaf,” Casey taunted in a way I had never heard. My eyes opened, and it felt like the reality check I needed.
I couldn’t do what my body wanted.
Hell, no.
I knew myself. I wasn’t into one-night stands or hooks-ups from an app. There was no way I could hook up with one of my bosses, much less three.
“Rosie?” Casey’s voice made me turn to face him next to me.
“I can’t do this.”
“Do what?” Jett’s hand gripped my hip a little tighter, almost like he was afraid I was going to run off.
Which I was ready to do.
“This.” I stared at Jett’s black eyes and wished like hell I would be capable of it.
