Cherie swallowed hard. He was a bit intimidating, a true business tycoon. She held her ground and straightened her shoulders.
“I agree and understand, sir.”
She went to continue to speak when he stopped her.
“Drop the sir. It’s Bevgo, Cherie. I think we should be on a first-name basis, considering I am allowing you and Suzette to handle a multimillion-dollar contract, don’t you?” he asked with a bit of attitude. The man was a hard ass.
Her cheeks warmed and she nodded. “Suzette and I have established a set of five corporations who fit the criteria your client insisted upon. We organized a spreadsheet of pros and cons to the company from their investment standpoint to their profit-and-loss ratio as well as location and number of patients over the last five years. As you can see, we came up with our top two,” she said, looking at the paper and sliding it along for him to see. When she glanced up, he was looking over the numbers and scanning the papers.
“Interesting. Very thorough work. Was this your doing?”
“And Suzette’s. We work together.”
“I’ve known Suzette for years. She is terrible at this aspect,” he said as Suzette walked into the room.
“Sorry about that,” Suzette said and took a seat next to Cherie.
“Not a problem, I’m quite impressed with Cherie’s work and her loyalty to you and your partnership.”
Suzette scrunched her eyes at Bevgo.
He leaned a little closer to the table and held Suzette’s gaze. “I told her I’ve known you for years and there was no way that you came up with a detailed comparison list of numbers with profit and loss this thorough. You hate this stuff.”
Suzette blushed. “It was all Cherie. You’re right and she is an excellent partner. We help one another out and it works.”
“I bet,” he replied and winked.
“There’s an event this Saturday evening at the Royale Hotel. My client, and mastermind behind this product, will be in attendance. I know he is eager to meet both of you, so if you don’t have plans and could attend, I will have my car pick you up at your homes around seven. The dress code is black tie,” he said and then stood up.
So did Suzette and Cherie.
“Of course, Bevgo, we would love to meet the inventor.”
“Excellent. Your names will be on the list, and I look forward to seeing you there.” He shook their hands before he left, and once he was out of the room Suzette turned and smiled.
“Holy crap! We are going to actually meet the man behind this invention. No one even knows who he is.”
“I thought that Grover did?” Cherie asked.
“No. The only contact information on this has been Bevgo, and this is totally up his alley. He always represents clients that either want to remain anonymous or are so damn wealthy they pay someone to do all the public appearances and pretend to be the inventor or product owner. This is crazy cool. Plus add in the fact that Bevgo has his eyes on you.”
“Me?” Cherie replied and pointed to her chest.
“Yes, you. Don’t tell me you didn’t feel his eyes on you the moment he walked into that board meeting. He couldn’t seem to look away. Beth Oogleman was shooting daggers at you.” Suzette smiled wide and chuckled. “We have so much to do. Like shopping for a great dress.”
“Ugh, I’m not good at that,” Cherie stated.
“Have I steered you wrong with all your business attire? I think not. I’ve seen the way men check you out. You’re gorgeous and have that whole sweet angelic look you have.”
“You mean gullible, don’t you?” she replied without thinking.
“Hey, that Randy guy was an A-hole and a half. You need to put that all behind you. I have a few friends in the NYPD if you need to send him a personal message. I told you that a thousand times,” Suzette said while she pushed over some papers on her desk and sat in her seat. She started typing away.
“I’m fine. I don’t need any assistance. He hasn’t called in a while.” Cherie didn’t dare mention her infatuation with three NYPD cops. Well, two cops and one detective. Jeesh. Suzette would think she was a loser.
“He called a week and a half ago, on a Friday night when he just so happened to be down the street from the office looking to meet up for drinks,” Suzette reminded her.
“I blew him off,” Cherie retorted, feeling shocked that Suzette would bring that up as a reminder of her near stupidity.
“Because I was in your ear threatening to smack you upside the head for even considering meeting that dog. Listen, you are a beautiful, professional, smart woman with a big heart. I know it may seem like it makes you easy prey, but with the right man by your side, no one could hurt you. Might I suggest you wear something amazing, and even if you are out of your mind and don’t reciprocate Bevgo’s advances, there will be about a hundred other hot, sexy, wealthy men ready to find the woman of their dreams.”
“Oh brother. You need to stop reading those romance novels.”
“Romance? Hell, I’m not looking for romance, I’m looking for a good lover, who does it for me. The last two were ‘err,’” she said and waved her palm side to side as if indicating they weren’t that good.
Cherie chuckled. She hadn’t slept with anyone since Randy. He had taken her virginity and she’d thought they were going to get married. Her heart sunk but only slightly. She was getting better. Maybe Suzette was right, and it was time to get her head out of her ass and start living a new life. New career, new income, new friends, and new beginnings.
Even her vibrator wasn’t doing it for her anymore. She used to use it and think of Vincent, Salvatore, and Dante. She hadn’t used the damn thing in months.
“Okay, let’s hit the boutiques after work. I need something fabulous,” Cheri stated.
“Whoo hoo!” Suzette exclaimed.
Vincent pulled his fingers from her cunt, shoved her dress the rest of the way off of her, and lifted her up into his arms.
“No more fucking excuses. No interruptions. Nothing else matters but making love to you and claiming you right fucking now. I need you. I want you. Always have and always will,” he exclaimed and started carrying Cherie toward the bedroom.
She kissed his neck, pressed her large breasts against his chest, and he lowered her to the king size bed and began to explore her fully. He sensed the others enter the room, and Dante slid onto the bed, naked, and gripped her hands and pushed them above her head. She cried out as Vincent slipped his hands down over her breasts to her hips and squeezed her as he held her gaze.
“We’re in control. What we say is final and the sooner you understand that, accept that, the better.”
She was panting, her eyes wide with a combination of arousal and excitement.
“Don’t hurt me, Vincent. Don’t use me. I couldn’t handle it if you all used me the way Randy did.”
He shook his head, feeling anger at her ex for how badly he had destroyed her ability to let go and trust another man again.
“He was a fucking asshole. You’re going to belong to the five of us. We’re all going to let down our guards and let you in. We’ll discuss rules later,” he told her and used his thumbs to slowly trace her pussy lips. She tilted her hips up and he lowered his head between her legs to taste her sweet cream, while Dante bent forward and began to feast on her breast.
A few moments later, her moans filled the air and the bed dipped again. He glanced up as he suckled hard on her clit and saw Dante’s mouth suckling her breast on one side, Salvatore feasting on the other breast, and Vylo kissing her mouth and holding her arms above her head.
“Fuck, I want in. You’re still on the pill right?” he asked, and Vylo released her lips.
“Yes. Oh God yes, Vincent, I want you. All of you. Please, I can’t take it anymore.” She begged for him, for them, and it made him wild.
He shoved down his pants, slid his hands from her ankles to her knees, and widened her thighs.
“You’re fucking perfect. We will all take you tonight, understand me?”
He aligned his cock with her pussy and slowly began to slide into her tight, wet channel. Salvatore, Dante, and Vylo moved out of the way, Placico stood back as if on guard, and Vincent slid his hands along her hips, up over her breasts, and to her arms. He entwined their fingers and shoved the rest of the way into her.
“Oh God.” She moaned and tilted her head up, making her breasts lift, and he took in the sight of her. A goddess, a sexual fantasy come true. She was built to please a man, to please all five of them. He’d wanted her for so long he couldn’t go slow. He started to rock and thrust into her faster and faster. They both moaned and then he lifted up, released her fingers, and gripped her shoulders while he thrust into her hard and deep. Her large breasts bounced and her eyes were glued to his.
The sexiest thing about her in that moment was the way she kept her arms above her head and didn’t move them. He suddenly wanted them on him. He rocked into her.
“Touch me. Put your hands on me. I need it,” he said, and she immediately complied.
She ran her palms up his pectoral muscles and then down his ribs to his hips. “You have so many muscles. Oh God, Vincent, you feel amazing.”
“You feel amazing. Come for me, baby.” He increased his speed and thrusts until he felt his cock burst and her pussy spasm while they came together.
* * * *
Dante watched Vincent kissing her skin, then hugging her before he lifted up to let Dante take his place. She gazed over Dante’s body and his cock twitched. He slid his hands up and down her thighs.
“Are you okay?” he asked her, and she gave him a funny look.
“Okay? I think I’ve lost my mind.”
He gave her a wink.
“You haven’t lost your mind. We’ve wanted this for too long and we just kept letting bullshit things in the way. This is real, baby,” he said to her as he cupped her breasts and lowered down to lick across each nipple.
“Do you want me to keep my arms above my head?” she asked. It surprised him. She wanted to please them, yet he felt like her ex had been such a dick that maybe she needed to feel in control.
“You do what arouses you and excites you. I want you to trust us. To always know that you come first from here on out.”
She blinked at him.
“Take me, Dante. Before I let my fears and insecurities stop me.”
He squinted at her, realizing she truly was scared to let go. He lowered down and kissed her lips, made love to her mouth until he felt her delicate, warm, feminine hands slide up and around his waist. He reached between them, aligned his cock with her pussy, and she widened her thighs, giving him access as he slid right into her tight channel. They both sighed. He moaned against her neck and inhaled her scent, the sweet, fresh smell of her perfume and shampoo combined. Again and again, he inhaled, trying to absorb it all, imagining having her from now on whenever he wanted her.