The bell on the entrance door chimed.
“Have a seat anywhere. I’ll be with you in a second.” She looked up from her work and saw Michael with two very handsome men.
Although she wasn’t interested in any man, she did appreciate a good-looking guy, and lucky for her, there were two delicious pieces of eye candy right in front of her.
They took a seat at one of the tables, their eyes locking in on hers.
She walked over to them. She knew Michael was wealthy, and by the look of the other two men’s clothes and the Rolex’s on their wrists, she bet they were, too. She handed all three of them menus. “What would you gentlemen like to drink?”
“You know me better than that, Danielle. I’m no gentleman,” Michael teased. “And I can assure you that neither are these two.”
The one with the dimpled chin and blue eyes spoke first. “I really don’t care what I have to drink if you’ll join us.”
“Thank you, gentlemen, but I’m working.”
“Danielle, be careful with these two. They bite.” Michael pointed to the one who had invited her to sit. “This is Lance Archer, and this is Charles Covington.”
I’m the one who bites. She held up her ticket pad in one hand and her pen in the other. “Now, what can I get for you?”
Charles had dark eyes and the cutest grin she’d ever seen. “I’ll take a glass of iced tea with lots of your sugar in it.”
Lance and Charles were barking up the wrong tree.
“Iced tea it is.” Without waiting for a response, she turned on her heels and headed to the drink station. A glance back at their table, her eyes locked in to the hungry stares of Lance and Charles.
She shook her head. Just because they are rich, I guess they think they can have anything or anyone they want. I’ll show them a thing or two.
Bringing the three glasses of tea back to their table, she looked them straight in the eyes.
“Don’t we get our sugar, sweetheart? That’s what I ordered.” The one named Charles winked.
This is the last straw. Pretending to stumble, she tilted the tray with the glasses, sending them and their contents to the table. The tea splashed, covering Lance and Charles, with a few drops hitting Michael.
“I’m so sorry, gentlemen.” She was unable to hide her smile. “Let me get something to clean up this mess.”
Michael burst into laughter. “You don’t mess with Wilde women, guys. I warned you.”
Justin came up behind her. “Everything okay, Danielle?”
She giggled and nodded. “I’m fine.”
The looks on the faces of Lance and Charles were priceless. But their shock quickly turned to laughter, too.
Justin turned his attention to the two new arrivals. “And you gentlemen are?”
Michael slapped the table, lost to his hysterics. “The cavalry has arrived.” He turned to Lance and Charles. “I also told you how protective the men of Wilde are about the women around here. Now, you’re in for it.” Another round of laughter from Michael sent her into a fit of giggles until tears were rolling down her cheeks.
Justin didn’t laugh.
“I guess we got what we deserved.” Charles stood and extended his hand to Justin. “I’m Charles Covington, sir. This is my friend and business partner, Lance Archer. We are friends of Michael.”
Justin shook hands with him. “I’m Justin Champion. Looks like Danielle has everything under control here. That is, if she can stop laughing.”
“I-I…I can’t breathe,” she said, trying to stifle her giggles.
Lance stood and walked next to her. “I guess we got started on the wrong foot.”
“Let me help you clean this up,” Charles told her.
“We’ll both help her, Chuck.”
“Chuck?” She grinned. “That’s the name of our cook. Perhaps you can handle the kitchen, too.”
“I’ve got it,” Michael said. “You two should talk to Carlotta about getting jobs at the diner. I’m sure you would make excellent waitresses. That way, you could spend time with Danielle. That’s probably the only way you’ll get to.” Once again, he burst into laughter.
“Shut up, Chamberlain. Tell him, Chuck.” Lance smiled. “This is ridiculous.”
“My name is Charles, not Chuck.” The brown-eyed hunk glared at his friend.
“I actually like the name Chuck,” she confessed.
“Then I’m Chuck from now on.” He grinned. “After we help you clean up the tea, may we stay and order something to eat, miss?”
“I think that will be just fine, but keep in mind, I’m even better with mashed potatoes.”
She felt their hands roaming on her body, causing her temperature to rise higher and higher.
Chuck sucked on her nipples, creating a line of tingling sensations that went from her breasts all the way down to her sex.
Lance moved between her legs, his lips a fraction of an inch from her dampening pussy.
“Please, Lance. Please.”
She felt his fingers thread through her folds, sending a wanton shock through her entire body. When he kissed her mound, she fisted the sheets. The dream had been like no other, but now, being with them here, on her bed, in their arms, was so real, so intense, so passionate.
Everything inside her exploded. Her body was responding in ways she’d never experienced before. With Lance’s mouth on her pussy and Chuck’s on her breast, she writhed on the mattress. Her vibrator had never given her this kind of orgasm.
“Oh God. Yes.” Sensations soared through every fiber of her being. She couldn’t control her body. It had a mind of its own, shaking violently from head to toe.
Lance and Chuck caressed her tenderly as her trembles subsided ever so slightly.
“I’m going to take you now, sweetheart.” Lance crawled up her body until she could feel his cock pressing on her pussy. “It will sting for a moment but I will be gentle.”
Chuck lifted her up slightly and moved behind her on the bed. She rested against his chest as he whispered in her ear. “Just go with it, baby. Feel the intimacy we are sharing.”
“I’m so ready. I want this more than anything.”
Lance smiled and pressed his mouth to hers. As he intensified their kiss, she felt the tip of his cock slip into her pussy, taking her breath away. She clutched his back as he slowly went into her body.
His unblinking eyes held her captive. “Take a deep breath for me, baby.”
She did and she felt him thrust his cock into her pussy, delivering a sharp sting. Lance froze in place, his dick deep inside her, capturing her with his eyes, which were full of kindness and concern.
“Breathe, honey,” Chuck’s hands massaged her breasts, driving her crazy.
Not realizing she was holding her breath, she let out a lungful of air.
The pain quickly subsided and transformed into something new, something strong, something amazing—an overpowering need. She had wanted them more than anything she’d ever wanted in her life. Now her dream was coming true.
“Yes. God yes,” she panted over and over.
Lance renewed his thrusts into her body, sending his cock deeper into her burning flesh. He began to go faster, and she wrapped her legs around his back, desiring all of him.
Her body kept climbing into a state of dizzy passion. “Oh, Lance.”
“Come for us, baby,” Chuck whispered in her ear. “Feel every cell in your body on fire.”
Like a match to a fuse, his words and Lance’s thrusts sent her over the edge into a sea of release. So many sensations rolled through her, each more powerful than the one before.
Lance’s gaze locked in on her, but the passion in his eyes could not be missed. “I’m going to come.”
One last deep plunge of Lance’s cock into her pussy and she felt his body stiffen above her. He groaned and his eyes closed. Her body responded, tightening on his shaft again and again as he shot his seed.