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“You too.” I smiled in return.
What I liked about Melissa was she knew when to pry and when to just let things be. I appreciated that she didn’t try to talk to me about the case. She gave me a knowing look that made me feel like she understood I wouldn’t be interested in talking about it. She also gave me another knowing look when she said, “Mr. Crawford is expecting you.”
That last knowing look made me blush again as I tried to not think about how he invited me to interview for a position I’d already been in, and he knew I was good at. Turning toward his office, I noticed that all the blinds were down.
“Are you sure he’s expecting me?” I asked, pointing at them.
“Oh, I’m sure.” She nodded, eyes wide as she stared at her computer screen.
Um, okay. Well, she knew Jared better than most people. I knew what the blinds being down reminded me of, but I also knew that after what happened the last time, it would be risky to try something like that again. So, I rationalized that he must have needed the privacy to catch up on stuff, not wanting anyone to know he was at the office working late or something.
Knocking on the door, I opened it slowly and stepped in. Jared wasn’t alone. Mario and Anthony were there too. I grinned. “Oh, hey guys. Didn’t expect you all to be here,” I said, closing the door.
“Are you complaining?” Mario asked, smooth as butter.
“Never,” I responded, blushing and biting my lip. He smiled.
“So, I hear you’re here to be interviewed,” Anthony said.
Smiling, I tilted my head. “Yeah? Where did you hear that?” I teased, taking a seat in front of Jared’s desk.
Jared dropped his eyes to my neckline, staring at the hint of my cleavage before raising his head. “I invited them,” he offered.
“Okay?” I asked, my skin heating by the mere fact that we were all in the room together. “So, are you all going to interview me?”
“Depends on what you consider an interview.” Mario’s voice came up from behind me as he moved to sit on top of Jared’s desk.
He was right next to me with his hands clasped in his lap. They were both looking at me with eyes I recognized. Eyes of hunger. My blood ran through my veins like river water slipping over rocks. Anthony moved across the room without a sound, sitting on the other edge of the desk. Enclosed within them, my body responded instinctively. It recognized them and wanted them. My nipples were already erect just from the sight of them, and now they pulsed against the fabric of my matching purple lace bra. My clit shook, and the mouth of my vagina responded, dampening my lace thong.
The combined energy of all three men overwhelmed me, setting free an explosion in my chest as something like an epiphany hit me. It was more than just feeling grateful that they chose me, and I chose them. But there was warmth, desire, exuberance as well as comfort and a sense of safety with them. Together, they all felt like home, and the only words I could think of to describe this feeling were the words Mario shared with me earlier.
They kept their eyes on me as if they were waiting on me for something, and I soon understood what this was. The heat of my blood and the fluttering of my pulse coupled with their hot looks of hunger didn’t just have something to do with the fact that we were all enclosed in a space together, which automatically made us yearn for each other. But it hit me that my first instincts were right about the closed blinds. This wasn’t meant to be an actual interview after all. This whole thing was my men’s idea of roleplay. And they were perched on the desk waiting for my permission to take things further. It was too cute, and it had me bursting out laughing.
My men turned to look at each other in confusion. Anthony smiled awkwardly, Mario just looked shocked, and Jared looked embarrassed. I wasn’t laughing at them, and I didn’t want them to think that. So, I said the words that were on the tip of my tongue that I now knew to be true. They were words I didn’t fear anymore. Somehow, sitting in this room with all three of them, it didn’t feel too big to say anymore. It just felt right. We felt right together.
“I love you.” I grinned.
Jared and Anthony sighed in relief. Mario’s face of shock morphed into pure happiness as his rounded mouth turned up into a sizzling smile, and he looked at me beneath tranquil lids. Scooting over so that he was directly in front of me, he pulled me out of the chair, scooping me up into his arms. “Do you?” he asked.
Nodding, I leaned forward to kiss him. “I do.”
He kissed me, groaning as he savored my mouth and tongue. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I deepened the kiss, moaning against his lips. Mario walked me over to the couch, tossing me on it. Jared and Anthony advanced toward me as I watched them. Fuck, they looked like beasts about to devour me, and I was into it.
“So, I’m guessing if I do a good job in this interview, the job is mine?” I asked, turning my back toward them so that one of them could pull down my zipper. Sweeping my hair out of the way, I sighed as the callous tips of someone’s fingers grazed my spine, while other hands moved to sweep the shoulders of my dress away. A collective gasp sounded from behind me, and I tugged at my sleeves, pulling it over my wrists in a rush.
“I think this interview should be mutually satisfying. I’m taking a more collaborative approach,” Jared said and as I turned around, he was coming out of his jacket so smoothly, it made me bite my lips.
Groaning, Anthony dropped to his knees, reaching for my breasts. He raked his thumb over my nipple peeking at him through the purple lace. “Yeah, just because you’re the one being interviewed, it doesn’t mean you’re at our complete surrender,” Anthony breathed against my neck.
Mario pulled my shoes off first before clutching at the length of my dress, sitting around my knees and hips. He dragged it from my body, jerking me. Hissing, I looked at him through slitted eyes, moaning as Anthony kissed me.
“If you’re not satisfied by the end of this interview, you also get to determine whether or not you’d like to continue working with us.” Mario smiled, tapping on Anthony’s shoulder for him to scoot over a bit so he could position himself between my legs.
My breath shook.
“So, what do you think of our methods so far?” Jared asked, pulling his tie from the collar of his shirt as he looked deep into my eyes, standing over both men. “Are these methods to your liking?” His fingers pulled at his buttons, and I ached to feel him too as Mario’s hands stroked my thighs.
“Yes,” I moaned, gasping and tossing my head back. “This is the best interview I’ve ever been on,” I sighed.
