The lunch with Micah was so awesome. He is so interesting. I wanted to pick his brain about so many things. I also wanted to ask about his brothers but that would have been rude. Like I’m out with him and ask about them? No. Awful.
We spoke about his painting, his interests and every time he tried to turn the subject to me, I would ask another question about him. I also had to admit after I dropped him off at work as he said he had a meeting, I’d wondered if his brothers knew he’d been out with me? Would they care? I shrug as probably not.
Still, I wonder what is up with all that. They all three seem to be interested in me. But they, all three, don’t seem to care about that huge fact. Yes, they compete but I don’t feel like it’s out of jealousy. I roll my eyes. I am getting ahead of myself here. How do I know it isn’t just Micah who wants me and his brothers are just there for support?
Because of the way both Trevor and Jake look at you, is why. There is pure heat in their gazes. Like the way Jake kept flirting? The way Trevor stares at me, like he wants to grab me up at any second. So, how does it all compute to them? Whoever dates me first? It is so confusing, yet I have to admit it is exciting.
Okay, so yes. It is a fact that I want them all. But they can’t all think that I will date all three of them? No! That would be insane.
I sigh. This has all been such a roller coaster ride. I think for a minute. If I do date Micah, won’t that be breaking company policy and my own policy? Yes, it would so this kind of thinking is just self torture.
It’s now eight o’clock or so and I am finally able to relax if I can. I let out a sigh. Boy, after today, do I have some writing to do tonight. I look around the living room. My stomach tightens. Where’s my briefcase? Gasping, I sit up straighter on the couch.
“Oh, crap!” I yell.
My briefcase and my journal are sitting…in the freaking office!
I’m starting to hyperventilate. NO! No, no.
I swallow heavily. Yes, yes, Jenna. You left it on the floor next to your desk. I get up and run toward the door. I stop. I’m in my PJs. I flip around and run to my bedroom. Oh, god! Shit, shit, shit!
After dressing in sweat pants and a tee. I’m flying out the door and leaping into my car like a crazy woman.
After flashing my badge at the night guard, I get in the elevator and tap the floor button too hard and three times.
The doors open and I do jump at the overly loud DING!
I tiptoe into the office. It is well after nine, so it should be empty, except for maybe the cleaning crew. I can’t believe I forgot it. What if one of them found it? Why oh, why did I even bring it here? Because my mom could have read it, is why. But what if one of them reads it?
My journal that holds all of my secret fantasies. Naughty ones of what I really want from my bosses. The three sexiest men on the planet. They are all powerful men and I’ve barely kept my panties dry whenever any of them came into my area.
Then again, why am I worried? None of them would be near my desk. Why would they?
They hang out at that desk, Jenna!
Opening the inner office door, I quietly step through.
Why is the light in here on? Okay, it has to be the cleaning crew. Walking over, I finally get to my desk and look around on the floor.
My briefcase is open. Oh, crap! I search inside. Oh, God! It’s gone.
There are voices coming from the main office. Panicked, I again, tiptoe my way across the floor to where Jake’s door stood ajar.
“You should’ve never even opened that, man!” Micah says in exasperation.
“Yeah?” Jake replies. “Well then, I suppose you don’t want to know what’s in the chapter about you, right?”
“Fuck him!” Trevor pipes in. “Read the one about me.”
“You need to put it back!” Micah says again.
I feel as if I might just die. They have my journal! It would all be over now. Then Micah would be turned off if he hears what I’ve written about his brothers. God, I feel like I’m going to die.
Then there’s silence and I strain to hear anything. What are they doing?
Jake clears his throat. “Umm, yeah. Maybe we shouldn’t have gotten this. We should put it back—”
I can hear a scuffle.
“Give it to me!” Trevor seethes.
Again, silence.
“Oh fuckkk,” Trevor mutters. “This is fucking hot.” Then he begins to read aloud, “Jake is the one who really unnerves me. He acts like he could care less. Except for that look in his eyes. The way his eyes heat up when he looks at me. I just want to drop to my knees and grab his cock out of those tight dress pants he wears and devour him while he fucks my mouth…”
Silence again.
I cannot breathe. They know! The Maxwell men all know now!
I hear pages flipping.
What do I do? I can’t just burst in there and yank it from their hands!
“Wait… wait,” Trevor says. “I think we are getting ahead of the story.
I bite my lip and my body is shaking.
“I’m going to read from the start.”
“You do not have any right!” Micah explodes.
“Listen kid. You said it yourself, we have to be careful,” Jake says.
I furrow my brows at this.
“Yeah, for once, the old man is right. If we have a chance with her, we need all the info we can get,” Trevor adds.
I feel like the breath just whooshed out of me, like I got gut punched. If WE have a chance with her? My head pops up. The beginning? It—oh, god. It might just be the most damming.
Trevor starts to read aloud, “First off, will be Trevor as I met him first. With startling blue eyes, a rich laugh and he likes to joke. I bet in bed, he likes just about anything too. I wonder what kind of things, he does like? OH! I bet he loves to go down on women. Yes, I can just see his face and that velvety tongue lapping me up. I also bet he has the hottest mouth a woman ever felt. With a twinkle in those baby blues as he drives me wild while fucking me hard with his tongue. I end up coming so hard and when I do, he shimmies his muscled body up and plunges his thick, hard cock into me. I come and my pussy squeezes him so hard, he comes.” Trevor stops speaking and his voice actually shook at the last part.
Hearing him saying aloud what I wrote about him? I am wet, but I am a shivering mess.
I am going to die!
Again, there is silence.
“Here kid,” Trevor says.
I hear shuffling.
Micah? Oh, god, oh god.
“You know that you want to know, Micah,” Jake urges. “Come on we have already read parts of it. We will all have to admit it to her. You are here and I don’t see you leaving.”
After a long moment, I hear Micah’s voice, “Next, I met Micah. Sweet, sensual Micah. His deep green eyes locking with mine as he fucks me slowly, and so sweetly. I bet he lasts a long time as he draws out the heat while making me soaking wet and begging for it, hitting me deep with every long thrust. All while rubbing his satiny skin against me in a whole body caress. Watching my face as I come. Then kissing my breath from my body as I do come.” His voice trembles and fades away.
“FUCK!” Trevor swears. “How can this girl be a virgin?”
“She’s a natural is why,” Jake replies. “Micah said she was special and perfect and he was right. Dammit. We cannot mess this up.”
“What if by doing this, we have already?” Micah asks sounding upset.
There’s silence.
Again, my heart is pounding. I am wet, trembling and terrified all at the same time. This cannot be happening!
Now, Jake’s deep voice starts reading, “Finally, Jake. Jake Maxwell. Oh, wow. Such power. I bet he takes over and controls a woman’s body to such a point that they can barely whimper. Takes you by storm until you do not even know who the hell you are. Stretches it out, demands what he wants, making you obey as you literally drip your own juices down your legs in reaction to his commands and love every god dammed minute of it. Telling you, he owns your pussy and pumping you full without mercy, all while locking his deep dark eyes onto yours, pinning you…”
There’s a pause.
“How in the fuck does she know all of that?” Trevor asks.
“I told you guys, this woman is different, she read you both and me. Then even Jake! She sees deep inside you. God, and now, we have fucked it up!”
“Stop panicking, Micah. She won’t know.”
“The hell she won’t! I don’t lie to women Trev.”
There’s silence again.
Gulping, I slide down the wall. It is all out in the open now and I cannot stay working here. No, certainly not after what they all just read. A sob escapes my throat.
“What was that?” Jake asks.
My eyes round. I can’t move. I’m frozen in pure panic.
“Jenna?”
Swiping at my tears, I am afraid to look up.
Hands grab me and pull me up.
Jake is looking into my eyes.
I sniffle and tears are pouring down my cheeks.
His eyes soften. “Look. We…” His voice fades away.
I yank away from his hands. “I’m leaving,” I hiccup.
He grabs me again. “Oh, no. you’re not.”
I gasp as he hefts me up and plops me over his shoulder, carrying me into his office.
“Put me down! I need to clear out my desk!”
“Jenna?” Micah asks concerned.
“I raise my head and stare at him.
He looks rather pale. “Dammit! I am so sorry!” he says.
Jake leans over and slams his office door, then locks it.
“What the hell are you doing?” Trevor asks in a panicked voice.
Jake sets me down in a chair and steps back. “I’m making sure, as you both said before. To not let her get away.” He looks upset.
I hiccup and start to cry.
The three of them look ashen.
Micah gasps. “Shit! She’s crying!” He drops to his knees in front of me.
I look down at him wide eyed.
Trevor comes over and looks at me with such tenderness in his blue orbs. He does the same—drops right to his knees.
I am flabbergasted, stunned, speechless. I let out a small hiccup.
They both place their hands on my knees.
I glance from them to look up at Jake.
He is clenching his fists and moves forward.
My eyes widen. No, this man wouldn’t!
He slowly sinks to his knees and lays his dark head on my knee.
I can’t swallow. I cannot move.
“Please forgive us, Jenna?” Micah speaks.
I cannot answer. These three sexy men are at my feet and pleading?
“We…we want to be with you,” Trevor admits.
“You already know I do,” Micah adds.
Jake raises his head. “Please don’t leave?”
I blink my eyes. “B-but after what you read…I-I can’t just…”
They are all three looking at me with a plea in their eyes.
“I promise we will make it up to you,” Jake says.
“But I what I wrote—you must think…” I cannot finish.
Jake caresses my thigh. “We do not think anything except that you are the perfect woman for us.”
“Us?” I ask. “As in all three of you?”
He nods and his brothers do too.
“Three men?” I exclaim.
Jake chuckles. “You wrote about all three of us. So why is that a surprise?”
“I-it is crazy is why!”
They all nod.
“You all decided this already?” I ask in a small voice.
They again, nod.
“B-but we know it might be scary for you,” Micah adds.
I do not know what to say. Though it makes sense now, how they’ve been acting and the things I noticed before—the change in their behavior recently. “But you are my bosses!” I try to get up.
Their hands are pinning me down.
Jake laughs. “I think you have that wrong little girl. You seem to be the one in control of us.” His dark eyes are full of admiration.
“B-but I’m nothing special. I…”
They all smile.
“The hell you aren’t!” Trevor speaks up. He shivers. “You pegged us all with what you wrote. I mean you’ve known us only a week. Damn!”
I bite at my lip. “I wrote that the first day.”
They all gape at me.
“See?” Micah says.
“Special,” they all three state at the same time.
My body jumps at the chorus.
Jake laughs. “You are so fucking adorable.”
I look at all three of them. “But what about…My virginity?”
Their smiles drop.
“Yeah, that’s the thing,” Trevor responds to this. “You have saved it for someone special. You must have.”
I nod.
“So, would you consider that to be us?” Micah asks.
I’m breathless. This cannot be real. I’m dreaming again. Anytime now, my alarm clock will ring and I will wake up with my panties soaking wet while feeling entirely unsatisfied.