When we finally returned home, I went home to relax for a while. But even with this time apart, I miss them. I managed to get laundry going and cleaned up around my apartment when a knock sounded from the door. I pinched the bridge of my nose and collapsed on the couch, praying whoever it was would just go away. That hope was quickly gone when another knock sounded on the door. “Fucking hell,” I muttered as I forced myself to my feet and looked to see who it was, and to my surprise, it was all four of the Zane brothers. I opened the door, “About time, sweetheart.” Dustin chuckled as he placed a kiss on my lips. “I was tempted to rip the door down.” I rolled my eyes, “Whatever.” I said as I turned and walked away. I was quickly pinned against a wall with Dustin’s hand on my waist and the other tilting my head up to look at him, “Don’t tempt me, baby girl,” he warned with a smirk, “I can and will take you with that door wide open.” I had to bite my lip to keep my composure, “Le
All their eyes were on me as Connor moved things from my coffee table. Once it was cleared, Dustin pointed to the table, “On your knees, and face them.” I did as I was told and faced the others. “Ass in the air, baby girl.” The sound of the domination in his voice had my mound becoming soaked by the second. The sting of Dustin’s hand on my ass burned but it was pleasurable; I bit my lip to keep myself from moaning from the pleasure. I didn’t want to admit it, to them or even myself, but I’m falling in love with the brothers. I’m falling in love…with my bosses. But now the question is, do they love me? Or am I just someone they want to fuck? After a few spankings, Dustin soon caught on that I was getting turned on and looked to his brothers for guidance. “I wish we were at our place, at least I’d have more that I could use on you, you sexy little brat.” “You could always drive her to the edge and deny her release.” Brandon suggested; Anthony chuckled,“Because that worked out so w
I was dressed in an elegant emerald dress, in heels that I felt like if I fell just right, I’d break my neck. Connor and Brandon had each of my arms as we walked into the restaurant while Anthony and Dustin held the doors open for us. We were greeted by the hostess who watched us curiously, “Good evening, sirs and madam, please, follow me.” We followed her to a table in the back of the restaurant. Dustin pulled the chair out for me and let me sit as he and Anthony sat beside me while Brandon and Connor sat across from us. “Can I start you off with some drinks?” Our waiter asked the moment we were situated and Anthony turned his attention to the server, “Chardonnay for the lady and a scotch for me and my brothers.” He nods and runs off to get our drinks. I sat there, glancing at the menu, everything sounded delicious but was extremely expensive. Once our drinks came, the server, who I discovered was named Sam, started taking our orders. I had decided on a steak with potatoes an
I walked the streets to my apartment, barefoot. The heels were killing my feet when I left so I had to take them off. I continued walking when I heard a couple of footsteps following closely behind. I turned my head slightly to see if I could see who it could be; I didn’t recognize them, but they continued getting closer. I tried to get further away, but they picked up their pace until they had me where they wanted me. They pushed me into an alleyway, slamming me into a brick wall as they started placing their hands on my body. “You look so pretty, babygirl,” one of them said,“I bet you are so tight, aren’t you?” The other asked as his hand tried making its way up my dress. “Get your fucking hands off of me.” I spat, breaking his hand to keep it from going up my dress. “YOU FUCKING BITCH!” He screamed, his friend grabbing my throat, “I’m going to make you pay for that!” His grip tightening around my neck, nearly cutting off my air supply; I was struggling to breathe as his friend
I was able to be released from the hospital and taken home by the brothers. Though, when we came to a stop and they helped me out, I noticed we weren’t in front of my building. “Where are we?” I asked, “This isn’t my apartment.” “No, it’s not.” Connor told me, “The top floor of the building is our place. The Penthouse.” Before I could protest, they escorted me inside and we pilled into the elevator. My curiosity the entire ride up grew more and more. Why were they acting like this? Do they actually like me? Do they…love me? The elevator stopped and the doors opened, revealing an immaculate penthouse suite. My jaw nearly dropped at the sight. I didn’t even realize that the others were having to pull me into the enormous space until I felt hands on mine and a slight push on my back. “This place is bigger than mine.” I muttered under my breath, feeling so unworthy to even be standing in its presence. “I’d imagine so.” Anthony teases, chuckling at my expression. “We want you
“Strip.” They commanded. I began teasing them, undressing myself slowly, allowing them to see every inch of my delicate skin in the most sensual way I could. Once I was undressed, Anthony smashed his lips to mine as he pushed me against what felt like a wall, arms wrapped around me from behind which caused me to break the kiss to see what, or rather who, I was pushed up against, Dustin. Both of their hands began to explore my body, feeling every inch of my already heated skin. The feeling of Dustin’s lips on my neck scent chills down my body and when he nibbles at a sensitive spot, making me gasp which gave Austin a chance to slip his tongue into my mouth to explore and taste me, deepening the kiss as much as he could. Parting from Anthony, I saw Brandon and Connor standing beside us. Brandon bit his lip as he looked me up and down in my flustered state. “You’re so sexy, Lily” Dustin whispered in my ear, I gulped and tried catching my breath, I could already feel my body begging
Weeks went by. The five of us spent most if not all of our time together; if not at work, then at their place. We’d make love to the break of dawn and even some at work when they weren’t busy. If three of them were, then one would take me in front of his brothers, telling me to keep quiet since the others were still working. It still feels like I’m just a toy to them, but it also feels like they care about me. I’m still so unsure about everything…Since we started, whatever the hell we are, the guys have been helping a lot with learning about the company, the ins, the outs, everything. And when the guys were too busy to make it to a meeting, they sent me! Terrified, I prepared myself for every possible scenario. I didn’t want to let the guys down. That same day, before I was even able to get in the car, the guys had called to say that the customers loved me and were going to do business with us! The second they said that I was shocked and so happy!I was truly becoming the woman I w
Thoughts and questions of mine and the Zane brother’s relationship circle my mind, but not as much as it did the second I got to work and started getting looks from EVERYONE. It wasn’t until I heard the guys shouting and the paper on my desk that I realized why I was being stared at…on the front page, it was pictures of the guys kissing me, with the title, Personal Assistant Got a Little Too Personal. I gasped as tears began streaming down my cheeks. The door swung open and Connor emerged, looking like he’s about ready to kill someone. When he saw me, his expression softened, “Lily,” He muttered, trying to bring me into his embrace. I ran off, Connor shouting after me, but I didn’t look back. I packed a bag as quickly as I could and used my credit card to book a flight out of here. I don’t care where, I just needed to go. I got lucky when I was able to leave my apartment and get to the airport without the guys finding me. They were blowing up my phone with calls and texts, but I
It’s been a year since everything happened. Since I got engaged to the Zane brothers and since we joined our companies together. Our clients have tripled in size now that I am checking everything; which works out since the doctor has me on bed rest until the babies are born. I look down at my VERY swollen belly. I smile at the memory of telling the guys I was pregnant, and their faces when we found out that I was having quadruplets. I didn’t want to stay at the hospital until I delivered, but I was also told that if I was going to go home, then I’d have to be on bed rest until I delivered. The guys took turns on who would stay home with me and which ones would go to the office. Today, Brandon stayed while the others were at the office. But, it’s like I told them, give me a little table and my laptop and I can still do work. All four of them tried discouraging me from doing this, but I simply gave them a death glare until they finally agreed. Brandon was in the process of helping me
In a matter of three weeks, I had a few of the best-named businesses as clients for my company. A month later, my investment was doubled and I could finally afford help. Now, after five months, my company was ranked second in software development. Zane Inc. is still number one, but I’m confident by next year, they won’t even be a blip on the radar. Did I feel bad for poaching some of their clients? A bit, yes; the guys were good to me and showed me the ropes. If not for them, I don’t think I would have ever been able to do this. But I don’t plan to apologize. I warned them, I wanted to start my own company, and that’s exactly what I did. I was sitting in my office when my assistant, Violet, paged me, “Yes, Violet?” I said through the intercom,“Miss Whispers,” she said softly, “there are some gentlemen here to see you.” I pushed the button and told her to send them in. I was finishing up some work on the computer when I felt the presence and smelled all four of their unmistakable co
Thoughts and questions of mine and the Zane brother’s relationship circle my mind, but not as much as it did the second I got to work and started getting looks from EVERYONE. It wasn’t until I heard the guys shouting and the paper on my desk that I realized why I was being stared at…on the front page, it was pictures of the guys kissing me, with the title, Personal Assistant Got a Little Too Personal. I gasped as tears began streaming down my cheeks. The door swung open and Connor emerged, looking like he’s about ready to kill someone. When he saw me, his expression softened, “Lily,” He muttered, trying to bring me into his embrace. I ran off, Connor shouting after me, but I didn’t look back. I packed a bag as quickly as I could and used my credit card to book a flight out of here. I don’t care where, I just needed to go. I got lucky when I was able to leave my apartment and get to the airport without the guys finding me. They were blowing up my phone with calls and texts, but I
Weeks went by. The five of us spent most if not all of our time together; if not at work, then at their place. We’d make love to the break of dawn and even some at work when they weren’t busy. If three of them were, then one would take me in front of his brothers, telling me to keep quiet since the others were still working. It still feels like I’m just a toy to them, but it also feels like they care about me. I’m still so unsure about everything…Since we started, whatever the hell we are, the guys have been helping a lot with learning about the company, the ins, the outs, everything. And when the guys were too busy to make it to a meeting, they sent me! Terrified, I prepared myself for every possible scenario. I didn’t want to let the guys down. That same day, before I was even able to get in the car, the guys had called to say that the customers loved me and were going to do business with us! The second they said that I was shocked and so happy!I was truly becoming the woman I w
“Strip.” They commanded. I began teasing them, undressing myself slowly, allowing them to see every inch of my delicate skin in the most sensual way I could. Once I was undressed, Anthony smashed his lips to mine as he pushed me against what felt like a wall, arms wrapped around me from behind which caused me to break the kiss to see what, or rather who, I was pushed up against, Dustin. Both of their hands began to explore my body, feeling every inch of my already heated skin. The feeling of Dustin’s lips on my neck scent chills down my body and when he nibbles at a sensitive spot, making me gasp which gave Austin a chance to slip his tongue into my mouth to explore and taste me, deepening the kiss as much as he could. Parting from Anthony, I saw Brandon and Connor standing beside us. Brandon bit his lip as he looked me up and down in my flustered state. “You’re so sexy, Lily” Dustin whispered in my ear, I gulped and tried catching my breath, I could already feel my body begging
I was able to be released from the hospital and taken home by the brothers. Though, when we came to a stop and they helped me out, I noticed we weren’t in front of my building. “Where are we?” I asked, “This isn’t my apartment.” “No, it’s not.” Connor told me, “The top floor of the building is our place. The Penthouse.” Before I could protest, they escorted me inside and we pilled into the elevator. My curiosity the entire ride up grew more and more. Why were they acting like this? Do they actually like me? Do they…love me? The elevator stopped and the doors opened, revealing an immaculate penthouse suite. My jaw nearly dropped at the sight. I didn’t even realize that the others were having to pull me into the enormous space until I felt hands on mine and a slight push on my back. “This place is bigger than mine.” I muttered under my breath, feeling so unworthy to even be standing in its presence. “I’d imagine so.” Anthony teases, chuckling at my expression. “We want you
I walked the streets to my apartment, barefoot. The heels were killing my feet when I left so I had to take them off. I continued walking when I heard a couple of footsteps following closely behind. I turned my head slightly to see if I could see who it could be; I didn’t recognize them, but they continued getting closer. I tried to get further away, but they picked up their pace until they had me where they wanted me. They pushed me into an alleyway, slamming me into a brick wall as they started placing their hands on my body. “You look so pretty, babygirl,” one of them said,“I bet you are so tight, aren’t you?” The other asked as his hand tried making its way up my dress. “Get your fucking hands off of me.” I spat, breaking his hand to keep it from going up my dress. “YOU FUCKING BITCH!” He screamed, his friend grabbing my throat, “I’m going to make you pay for that!” His grip tightening around my neck, nearly cutting off my air supply; I was struggling to breathe as his friend
I was dressed in an elegant emerald dress, in heels that I felt like if I fell just right, I’d break my neck. Connor and Brandon had each of my arms as we walked into the restaurant while Anthony and Dustin held the doors open for us. We were greeted by the hostess who watched us curiously, “Good evening, sirs and madam, please, follow me.” We followed her to a table in the back of the restaurant. Dustin pulled the chair out for me and let me sit as he and Anthony sat beside me while Brandon and Connor sat across from us. “Can I start you off with some drinks?” Our waiter asked the moment we were situated and Anthony turned his attention to the server, “Chardonnay for the lady and a scotch for me and my brothers.” He nods and runs off to get our drinks. I sat there, glancing at the menu, everything sounded delicious but was extremely expensive. Once our drinks came, the server, who I discovered was named Sam, started taking our orders. I had decided on a steak with potatoes an
All their eyes were on me as Connor moved things from my coffee table. Once it was cleared, Dustin pointed to the table, “On your knees, and face them.” I did as I was told and faced the others. “Ass in the air, baby girl.” The sound of the domination in his voice had my mound becoming soaked by the second. The sting of Dustin’s hand on my ass burned but it was pleasurable; I bit my lip to keep myself from moaning from the pleasure. I didn’t want to admit it, to them or even myself, but I’m falling in love with the brothers. I’m falling in love…with my bosses. But now the question is, do they love me? Or am I just someone they want to fuck? After a few spankings, Dustin soon caught on that I was getting turned on and looked to his brothers for guidance. “I wish we were at our place, at least I’d have more that I could use on you, you sexy little brat.” “You could always drive her to the edge and deny her release.” Brandon suggested; Anthony chuckled,“Because that worked out so w