I come to a stop when I see all three of my men standing there.
I don’t know if I can call themmymenat this point, but whatever. All of them have had some body part inside of me, whether it be their fingers or their cock.
I squeeze my eyes shut and open them again to make sure I’m not hallucinating. I wouldn’t put it past myself. I’ve been staring at that computer screen for way too long.
“I think we broke her,” Grayson says.
“We haven’t even done anything to break her in the good kind of way,” Tucker says with a smirk.
I guess they really are here.
“Hey,” I say, and my voice sounds like I haven’t used it all day.Lovely.
“Are you okay?” Warren asks. His features are lined with concern.
I swallow, trying to coat my throat. “I’m fine. I’ve just been staring at my computer for way too long.”
“So, you’re saying you need a break?” Tucker asks, taking a step closer to me.
“Maybe.”
“You have an office back there, right?” Grayson asks. His eyes are on the hallway behind me.
“Uh-huh.”
“I would very much like a tour of your office,” Tucker says. His eyes give off a far more seductive vibe than his words alone do. He grabs my hand. “Lead the way, my lady.”
I can’t help the smile that crosses my face as I pull him down the hallway to my office. It’s a smile I find myself wearing a lot of the time when I’m around him. It’s kind of an addictive feeling.
Walking into the small office, he immediately goes to sit in my office chair behind the wooden desk. The other two step in at my sides as Tucker twirls around in the chair.
“So, this is where you get to be all big boss lady,” Tucker says.
I snort out a laugh. “Not really, but if that’s the fantasy you want to hold onto, I won’t kill your dream.”
He closes his eyes, clearly envisioning something. Knowing him, it’s probably some sexual fantasy featuring me as a badass boss bitch.
“Your fucking ridiculous,” Grayson groans.
Tucker keeps his eyes shut. “Ridiculous or genius?”
“You both need to shut the fuck up,” Warren grumbles.
I hear the door click closed behind me. Then, strong arms wrap around my shoulders. A feather-light kiss is pressed to the side of my head.
I lean my head back against Warren’s chest. “Hey,” I whisper, tilting my head to the side so I can look back at him.
He spins me around in his arms until we are face to face, then leans down and presses his lips to mine. The kiss feels like he’s reaching inside of me and giving my heart a tug.
“I’ve been wanting to kiss you again since the other night at the carnival,” he whispers against my mouth.
At least I’m not the only one who was feeling that way.
I smile, pressing another soft kiss against his lips. A single finger trails down my back over my shirt.
“Are you ready to explore a little more?” Grayson asks. The words are spoken a breath away from my ear, sending shivers through my whole body.
My mind briefly focuses on the fact that I’m at work. With them so close, I don’t have the willpower to give it much attention, though.
