Jordan, Olivia - Taletha's Salsa Sweethearts [Studio Seductions 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (14 page)

Emily’s face went white. “No, I swear, I don’t.”

“So you just climbed over the apartment complex fence and then vandalized the car, without any prior knowledge of what was happening over in my apartment?” Adam didn’t try to hide the sneer that was forming on his face.

“I didn’t vandalize your damn apartment.”

“You didn’t answer my question. I asked if you had any knowledge about what was going on over at my apartment.”

“I want a lawyer.” Emily’s lips trembled and her eyes started to well up, but she maintained her composure. “I’m not saying another thing until I have a lawyer.”

Taletha jumped in. “Officer, I don’t want to jump to hasty conclusions, but my studio was vandalized yesterday in a manner similar to Adam’s apartment. The carpets weren’t bleached, but the mirrors and windows were all completely coated with spray paint.”

“Did they have any clear suspects yesterday?”

“The police officers who came by and took the report said that since there was no forced entry, the crime was perpetrated by someone who already had access. I hate that I have to suspect my own employees, but they do all have keys. Adam actually mentioned Emily here, but I didn’t want to believe it. I do know they were going to interview and check the alibis of all of my employees, but I don’t know where they are in the investigation yet.”

“That’s good for us to know, thank you. We’ll follow up on that as we do more work on this case.”

“I had nothing to do with that!” Emily cried. “I want a goddamn lawyer, and I want one right now!”

The officer took out a set of handcuffs and snapped them around Emily’s wrists. “
You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say or do can and will be held against you in the court of law. You have the right to speak to an attorney. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be appointed for you. Do you understand these rights as they have been read to you?
”

“Yes,” Emily sighed, the tears starting to flow down her face. She kept her head down as the officer closed the door on the squad car.

“We’ll add the information about Mr. Prachett’s apartment and the studio to our case file, but it would help if both of you could come down to the station sometime today and give more detailed statements about the ways in which these incidents might be connected.”

“We will, officer,” Taletha said. “Thank you for your help.”

“We’re just doing our jobs. Good luck today, folks. Don’t hesitate to call us if you need anything.” He gave a nod of his head, got in the car, and drove away.

“Don’t worry,” Adam said, wrapping his arms around Taletha and pulling her close to him. “We won’t need to call them again. Emily has been caught. The legal process is going to be a pain in the ass, but it will all get worked out in the end.”

“You think she’s the one responsible for vandalizing the studio as well?” Taletha asked, her voice shaking. “I mean, there’s no doubt in my mind that she trashed Adam’s car. And I can definitely see her destroying his apartment, too. She’s clearly unbalanced when it comes to controlling her romantic impulses. But I still just can’t believe she’d have it in her to ruin the place where she works. I can’t picture her destroying a place she’s always claimed to love.”

“I wouldn’t be surprised if she was the perpetrator in all of the crimes.” Adam grabbed the broom and began sweeping up the mess. “Spray-painting the windows completely opaque at my place and at the studio? Sounds like she’s a criminal who doesn’t have a whole lot of imagination. And it makes sense to me that she’d lash out at your studio. You stole me away, after all.”

“I didn’t steal you.”

“I know. I’m just kidding. Or is it too soon to joke about the situation?”

“I’ll call a contractor about the apartment,” Jamie said. “Obviously, you can’t stay here, but I’ll deduct your hotel expenses from your rent. I’m so sorry this happened. I should get back to the office now, but stop by or call to work out the details.”

“Thanks, Jamie. I really appreciate this.”

“Anytime,” Jamie said as she hurried away.

 
“You could also stay with me, if you wanted,” Taletha said, taking his hand. “Speaking of which, I should get back and shower. The studio is supposed to reopen today. God, this is such a disaster.”

“How can we help?” Morris asked.

“There’s so much that still needs to be taken care of, and now I need to reschedule all of Emily’s clients. Not just reschedule, I need to assign them to new teachers.”

“Adam and I can pick up the slack, as can all the other teachers who still work at the studio. Spread them out against the entire instructor population, and you’re not going to add more than one or two students to each person’s teaching schedule.”

“Besides, I think we’d all agree that none of the instructors would say no to a few more hours and a bit more income,” Adam added.

“Shit, I really didn’t want to lose two instructors within a month of each other. Even if we make our best effort to place all of Emily’s students with new teachers that they’ll like, there’s going to be some attrition.”

“There will always be new students.”

“But I like to keep the ones who are already giving us their money. Plus, we just took a hit after Matt left. I don’t want another group of students to jump ship so soon. It’s not good for cash flow, and it’s not good for teacher morale.”

“We’ll make it through,” Adam said. “Morris and I are here to help you, and Lynne is the best administrative assistant in the business. We’ll get through this. And I know another country-western dance specialist who might be looking for a new job.”

“Is your friend any good?”

“One of the best. He’s going through a rough patch right now.”

“And this is why I was resistant to jumping into bed with the two of you, and Morris in particular.”

“We’re different,” Morris said, taking her hand.

“I’m sure every dance couple says that, but at this point, I’m willing to believe you. Adam, have your friend give me a call next week, once the repairs from the studio vandalism have been completed.”

“Will do.”

“God damn it, I’m already so tense, and the sun has just come up. There’s so much to do, and I don’t know where any of us is going to find the time to take care of everything. I feel exhausted already. I just want to go back to bed.”

“We probably shouldn’t sleep, but I have an idea for how you can relax a little bit,” Morris said.

“Oh yeah? What do you have in mind?”

“Let’s go back to your place and clean up. I think a nice, hot shower will let you relax.”

“I think that would help me chill out as well.”

“I’m pretty sure it would be good for all of us.”

* * * *

Taletha wasn’t sure why she was bringing both men back to her apartment and following them into the shower.
I have places I need to be. I have things I need to do. I have people I need to do. Fooling around in the shower is not even remotely productive.
And yet she couldn’t deny that her body was already humming with the thought of their soap-slick bodies surrounding her, their wet hands caressing her breasts and sliding up into her hot folds. As soon as the image crossed her mind, her thoughts turned from the stress in her life to relief that her apartment had come with a large Jacuzzi tub and shower.

When she heard Morris turn the water on, she couldn’t get undressed fast enough. As she stepped into the bathroom and felt the steam attach itself to her skin, her nipples started to harden and her pussy started to throb with anticipation of what was in store.

“If I keep this up, I’m not going to be able to shower without getting turned on,” she mused as the warm droplets slammed into her body.

“What do you mean?” Morris asked as he rubbed shampoo into his hands and began washing her hair.

“Well, yesterday, when I woke up, I was really horny, wishing I’d invited you back to my place after we had sex in the dance studio. I got in the shower, and even though I wanted to hurry and get out the door, I just had to stop and masturbate. I couldn’t help it. It’s like my body was possessed or something.”

“You masturbated in here yesterday while thinking of us?” Adam asked, running his hands up and down her curvy hips. She shivered as pleasurable goose bumps scattered across her flesh and her nipples perked up at the hint of attention.

“Yes.”

“Show us.”

Both men stepped back, their cocks hardening a little more with each second. Taletha reached out to brush her fingertips against the emerging stiffness, but they both backed up even further.

“No,” Adam said, playfully swatting at her hand. “As much as I enjoy having my cock stroked, that’s not what I want right now.”

“Me neither,” Morris said. “It’s hard to say no to your hands, but I’ve been fantasizing about something else.”

“What is it that you want, then?” Taletha didn’t try to hide the coy smile tugging at the corners of her mouth.

“How about you to put on a little show for us?” Adam suggested.

“I was going to suggest a blow job,” Morris said. “But I think Adam has a great idea. A repeat performance of what you did while you were thinking about us yesterday would be fantastic.”

“You want me to show you how I touch myself?”

“Exactly.”

Taletha blushed for a moment, but then remembered that she was a trained performer. If her men wanted to watch her masturbate, they were going to get a good show. She started at the top, rinsing the remains of the shampoo out of her hair, letting the suds slide down around her skin, getting every inch of her completely slick. Once her hair was done, she began tracing her hands up and down her body, massaging her own neck, fondling her own breasts. As her fingertips moved down to her violin-shaped waist and hips, Adam and Morris both grabbed their erect cocks and started to stroke themselves. The sight of her two men playing with the heads of their dicks and sliding tight fists down their shafts made Taletha even hornier, and she dove for her clit. As the sensation of fingertips on the sensitive flesh sent sparks through her body, she leaned against the shower wall for support.

“Want us to hold you up?” Morris gasped as he began to increase the pace of his thrusts.

“No, I want to watch you play with yourselves, just like you’re watching me.”

Taletha traced her finger up her pulsing pussy lips, and brought her free hand up to tease her nipples into complete hardness.

“Fuck, you’re beautiful,” Adam murmured.

She grinned. “I know.”

“And so humble, too.”

Sliding a finger deep into her slick cunt, Taletha closed her eyes and rolled her head around on the cool tile, overwhelmed by the sensation.

“Come for us, baby,” Morris gasped.

Taletha didn’t need any more prodding. As she hit her G-spot over and over, her pussy muscles locked with orgasm, and she had to clench her thighs to keep from sliding down the wall. But as the pulsing subsided, Taletha didn’t stop. She wasn’t about to stop showing off before they were done. Focusing attention back on her clit, Taletha started to rub in slow, exaggerated circles. As she saw her men’s faces getting more and more desperate, she brought her hand up to her mouth and slid each finger between her lips, sucking, tasting herself. As she slid her smallest finger between her lips, she saw both men’s eyes widen, and then snap shut.

“Oh, fuck yes,” Morris groaned. He threw his head back as the orgasm hit.

“Goddamn.” Adam was close behind, his cock giving a final throb before the climax overtook his body. Taletha felt the jets of cum hit her body, mingling with the hot water that still coursed down her skin. The sight of both of her men ejaculating pushed her over the edge as well, the energy bursting from her clit and running down her legs to the point where the wall could no longer support her, and she slumped onto the floor of the tub.