Their Proposition (4 page)

else?” the young man asked.

“No, we’re good,” Nick said.

“See, can’t get in touch with anyone! Shit!” Pete exclaimed, setting the phone on the table.

“It will be handled,” Nick insisted. “Right now, eat. Sounds like you need to have a major con call with Conklin’s guys.”

Melanie quietly ate while listening to the men talk business.

This was something else that toasted her buns. Even though she knew they sometimes worked twenty-four seven, it still pissed her off. But that was the price of success, she figured.

They ate talking casually while Pete tried several more of his contacts within an hour of his meal. Finally, after getting in touch with another service director, he became secure in knowing one of the best customer engineers was on his way to the Umir customer site.

“Happy now?” Melanie asked, after wiping her mouth with the

cloth napkin.

“My problem is solved. When my clients are happy, I’m

happy,” he said, cutting into his steak. “You should know that,” he added, shooting her a searing gaze.

“I know this, unfortunately, all too well. I remember waking up, alone in bed because you two had to jump on conference calls at four o’clock in the morning,” she added in frustration.

“Well darling, money doesn’t grow on trees,” Nick muttered in between bites. He looked at them both. “Anyone want dessert? If not, I’m ready to get out of here,” he said before dabbing at his mouth with the napkin.

“You want anything?” Pete asked her.

“No,” she murmured. A tingling sensation shot through her

core, because she knew what was coming next. “I’m ready to go,”

she added. Wasting no time, Pete caught Jonas’ attention and asked for the check.

*

The wine went straight to her head, she decided as she

climbed into Nick’s SUV. It didn’t help that she’d had three Bloody Mary’s on top of three glasses of wine. Although not drunk, her mind was a tad bit misty.

Pete climbed in after her shutting the door. Before she could speak, he pulled her close planting a smoldering kiss on her lips. A moan developed in her throat as she heard Nick turn on the engine and pull out of the parking lot.

“Finger that pussy for me, man,” Nick said as he glanced in the mirror every so often.

Eagerly, Melanie parted her legs, allowing Pete access. His

hand seemed to leave fire in its wake. She gyrated her hips while he palmed her mound. His tongue mated with hers as his finger pulled back her damp panties. He groaned as soon as he slid a digit deep inside her, causing her to arch her back.

“Oh my God,” she exclaimed, throwing her head back. “Oh

baby yesss,” she hissed as his kisses fell upon the crook of her neck.

Yes, oh God, Pete, bite me,” she pleaded, panting like a wild animal.

“Tell me you’re gonna fuck me, hard and fast.”

“I’m gonna fuck you till you can’t see straight,” he whispered against her neck as he plunged another finger inside her, causing her to cry out. “Ah, that pussy’s so fucking tight and wet,” he added.

He paused. “Nick, if you don’t hurry up, man, I’m going to blow a load in my pants.”

Melanie grabbed his cock, squeezing him firmly. He gritted

his teeth giving a quick yank to her braids.

“Mmm, boy, you better stop,” she said huskily. “You know I

like having my hair pulled.”

“Well damn, how the fuck do you think I feel?” the Italian

snapped. “I knew I shouldn’t have driven.”

“Stop pouting and get us to my condo.” He yanked her braids

again. “Wait till I get you where I want you. I’m gonna fuck you silly, and make you scream so loud, you’ll wake the dead.”

“Promise?” she asked, with a smile.

The drive was no more than fifteen minutes away, but seemed

like a torturous hour. Nick pulled into the parking garage of the high-rise condominiums overlooking the Inner Harbor.

Walking from the truck to the elevator was no easy task,

especially with a soaking wet pussy that demanded attention.

Nick walked in front, carrying her suitcase while Pete flanked her from behind. Every so often, he’d reach out to tweak her firm ass. When they entered the elevator, Nick pulled her close to his hard body, forcing her to take notice of his enlarged tool. She sighed when he pressed himself against her ass, pushing her to the brink of an orgasm.

You know you want us,” Nick murmured in her ear as he sat

her case down rubbing himself against her voluptuous cheeks. Her pussy screamed for penetration as she humped Pete’s leg.

“I never said I didn’t,” she murmured huskily. Through the veil of her thick eyelashes, she saw Pete’s eyes glazed over in pleasure.

Someone fondled her breasts and pinched her nipples. That was the joy of being with two men at once—having four hands exploring her body. She loved that she could no longer tell who was touching her at the moment, and she didn’t care. She imagined the three of them in bed, a tangled sweaty mass, touching, tasting, satisfying her every whim.

“Stop the elevator, now,” Pete demanded, while unzipping his jeans. “Can’t wait any longer,” he continued as his nostrils flared.

Quickly, he reached into his pocket, retrieving a gold coin.

“Yeah man, fuck her, make her scream,” Nick said breathlessly, as he played with the large bulge in his jeans.

Instantly, Pete slid the condom over his thickly veined cock, making Melanie’s mouth water. She moaned as she licked her lips in anticipation before they hoisted her up, impaling her on Pete’s eager member. She slid down his tool with ease, gasping as he stretched her wide.

“Oh, fuck,” she whimpered, clamping her legs around Pete’s

body. His thrusts were powerful, demanding. Between that and Nick’s roaming hands, she thought she’d die of sheer pleasure. It had been too long, she wished she’d never let them go. “Fuck me,”

she demanded, as she looked into Pete’s lusty gaze.

He grunted as he quickened the pace. “Ride it, baby, ride my cock! Ah shit, girl,” he howled. He turned, slamming her against the elevator wall plowing into her with all his might, tearing forth a high-pitched squeal from Melanie.

“Oh fuck, you two are making me horny as hell,” Nick said,

squeezing his cock. “Yeah, give it to her, man,” he moaned. “Make her scream.”

Between Pete’s thrusts and Nick’s potty mouth, she screamed

her release. The Viking wasn’t too far behind, snarling as he came hard. Even though he wore a condom, she could feel the rush of hot seed invading her throbbing pussy.

“Oh yeah—yeah!” Pete repeated, his intense climax rocking his body hard. “Oh fuck!” His body shook as he leaned against hers.

Exhaling sharply, he released her gently. Smiling, he tucked his still-hard cock into his pants as she pressed the button.

“Damn, it’s hot in here,” Nick said with a chuckle.

She found herself gasping for air as the Italian stroked her rock-hard nipples through the sweater dress. “Can’t wait to taste these,” he said as the elevator doors opened. He bent down to pick up her suitcase as they exited into the hallway.

Anticipation hung heavy in the air as Pete unlocked the door for them to cross the threshold of his condo. When he flicked the lights on, Melanie gasped.

“When did you move here?” she asked. “Check you out.” She giggled. The place was large, too large for just one person to live here, she thought. Black leather furniture graced the large living room. She seemed to sink into the plush brown carpet as she walked around. On the far corner of the room was a large flat-screen television and a bar. Pete’s home was larger, definitely better than the small space he’d purchased before.

“I got tired of living on Federal Hill. It was too congested for my tastes,” he said, picking up the remote from the glass coffee table and pressing a button. “Now, I’m renting that out,” he said with a gaze that seemed to look right through her.

In her naivety, Melanie expected the flat screen to come on, but instead, the red and gold curtains opened, revealing a breathtaking view of the Inner Harbor.

She walked over with a gasp. “Damn, you’ve got a pretty view, Pete. I love how Baltimore City lights up at night,” she exclaimed.

“Oh, wow, it feels funny being this high up, over the harbor.”

“Can’t wait for the weather to break, then we can have our way with you out on the balcony,” Nick said, reaching for her. He kissed her passionately, then released her.

Before she batted an eyelash, both men had her naked in the shower. After several core-clenching orgasms while four hands soaped her up and explored every inch of her body, they accompanied her to the bedroom and dried her off.

Quickly, they dried themselves exploring her voluptuous body with their hands and tongues. Their cocks saluted her as she sat on the bed. Both men sat down on either side of her, and Melanie reached out, stroking them both. Their moans of pleasure filled her ears while each man explored her body. Her lips parted as Nick held her plunging a finger inside her; she was mesmerized by his green depths. In a fit of ecstasy, she grasped hold of his wrist, holding him there. Her body convulsed when he brought her quickly to orgasm.

“Oh, damn you,” she said in a hushed breath, almost close to tears.

Gently, Nick pushed her down flat on her back while palming her breasts with his large hands. Wasting no time, he covered her with soft, moist kisses along her chocolate nipples while Pete explored her slick nether regions. Melanie’s mind spun as he parted her legs kneeling between them.

Her breath deserted her when Nick squeezed her breasts

together greedily sucking on her aching nipples for dear life. Her hips lifted off the bed as Pete’s tongue flicked across her fevered flesh, sending bolts of lightning to her pussy. “Your scent drives me fucking wild,” he murmured, before preparing to go down on her.

She moaned when his tongue speared her pussy.

“Please,” she begged as her body shuddered. Suddenly, she realized the Viking had her just where he wanted.

“Please what?” he asked, before bending down to bite her inner thigh. She sucked in a breath at the pained pleasure.

“Eat me,” she demanded.

“Beg me,” he said, on a moan.

“Fuck you!” she exclaimed.

“Yeah, we’re getting to that, babe.” Pete chuckled as he continued teasing her. He bent down biting her again, this time latching on.

“Oooh…” She arched her back, hips rising to meet his lips, but he pulled away. “I hate you,” she whispered.

“No you don’t,” Pete said with a smile. The tip of his finger traced her labia, tearing a wounded cry from her throat. Closing her eyes, she allowed the moment to carry her away. Nick furthered her arousal by lightly biting her nipples while nibbling along the crook of her neck. She gyrated moaning when Pete plunged two fingers deep in her pulsating pussy.

“Oooh, I’m coming,” she purred as her body quaked from the Viking’s ministrations. Nick reached over to the nightstand, retrieving a gold coin. Eagerly, he ripped the foil from the condom.

“How badly do you want to be fucked?” he muttered as he slipped the condom over his cock. A smile twisted his dark features.

“You so want it bad, don’t you?” he whispered.

“Yes,” Melanie said with a shaky, almost pleading voice.

Pete rose, stroking his dick. His squared jaw and intense eyes egged her on toward another climax. It excited her to see her own juices coating his handsome face. “Scream it, baby,” he pleaded.

“Uh-oh, yess,” she howled as the Italian teased her soaked pussy lips. Slowly, he rubbed the thick head of his cock against the swollen, fleshy bud. Nick sunk deep inside her, slowly making love to her. He placed her legs over his shoulders as Pete worshipped her breasts.

She bit her bottom lip squeezing her eyes shut. “Uh, you’d better not stop!” she demanded. “Fuck me like you used to,” she pleaded. Pete kissed her passionately while pinching her diamond-hard nubs. Her legs trembled slightly as Nick stroked deep inside her, like a madman seeking redemption. It turned her on to no end, seeing the expression on his face. His heavy-lidded eyes became narrowed slits, his lips parted slightly. Each time she contracted her pussy muscles, he groaned.

“Ah, so sweet,” he moaned. “Yeah, baby,” he whispered while kissing the inside of her knee. “Oh, my beautiful cinnamon girl,” he exclaimed, as his thrusts quickened.

“Oooh-ooh uh!” It got her off when he called her that. “Don’t stop, baby, please don’t stop!” She could scarcely breathe as her pussy convulsed clenching around his thick cock, making him pump her harder. Her clit throbbed as she stroked it. She so enjoyed the tortured expression on her lover’s face.

“Yeah, honey,” Pete murmured. “Play with that clit, stroke it harder, yeah, like that! Now pinch it,” he demanded through clenched teeth. “Yeah, yeah, ooh baby,” he groaned, before bending down to nibble on a dark nipple.

“Fuck me, harder, faster, more!” she demanded, as the feelings centered around her clit.

Releasing her nipple, Pete looked up and narrowed his eyes.

“Fuck her harder, man.” Then he looked at her with a cold stare.

“Work that clit, baby, work it!” The Viking pressed his thin, wet lips together. “Yeah, honey, I want you to cream on his cock.” She mewled. He stroked her cheek lovingly, speaking to her in a hushed voice.

Breaking out in a sweat, Nick slammed into her, making her tits jiggle. With each thrust, she brought her hips off the bed to meet his cock, wanting, needing it buried deeper inside her, as though her life depended upon it. She wrapped her legs around his chiseled body, as he picked her up. She clung to him tightly as she slid up and down his pole.

“Get her ready now,” she heard Pete say, as he rose from the bed ripping open a condom. “It’s time to make a sandwich out of her. Been too long since I’ve had that tight ass,” he said, almost in a growl.