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Her unknown lover gripped her wrist and helped her move down
his zipper. She reached inside, finding velvety hard flesh. He hissed and bit
her nipple harder. Behind her she heard the rip of a foil packet and Andrew’s
retreat as he rolled on a condom. Andrew grasped her ass cheeks and pulled them
open, giving him easy access to her pussy.

His cock moved in and she spread her thighs wider to allow
him full entry.

“Mmm… That’s good, open for me,” Andrew said. Guiding
himself into her, he pushed slow and easy until his thick mushroom head filled
her pussy. He licked her throat and along her shoulders. “I can’t believe how fucking
wet you are.” He thrust forward, stuffing her completely. He stroked in and
out, creating a burning rhythm.

She skimmed up and down the shaft of the mystery man in
front of her. He bucked his hips in tandem with her movements. She’d never
experienced such empowerment in her entire life. One man was fucking her,
smooth and deep, while the other rubbed her clit and kept his mouth on her
breasts, never letting go of one nipple long enough for her to keep her breath.
It was an exercise in euphoria and she was bound and determined to enjoy every
single second of it.

“Damn, woman, you’re so tight,” Andrew ground out between
clenched teeth. He increased the pace. “My friend, you wouldn’t believe how
soft she is. She’s fucking squeezing me like a vise.” Andrew dug into her waist
and pumped harder. He slapped her ass more firmly with each successive thrust.

She tightened her grip around the other man’s cock and
worked it, matching the rhythm Andrew set. The room echoed as the three of them
moaned and cried out. Andrew whispered dirty little words that only took Penny
higher as he dared her to come.

The man in front of her removed her hand from his cock and
she no longer felt his presence. It lasted only for a second before his hot
breath blew across her thighs. He opened her pussy wide and smacked her bare
flesh. Her shock melted away when his wet, hot tongue stroked over her tight
clit.

“Oh yes!” she screamed as he continued to torture her. He
licked around her clit before sucking it deeply into his mouth. His teeth
scraped her delicate bud to the point that tears threatened to flow from her
eyes if he continued to torment her in such an exquisite way.

“Mmm… You like having that pussy licked. He’s lucky, eating
all that sweet honey.”

Penny only managed a nod as Andrew grabbed her breast tight
and she sank into the hot pleasure enveloping her.

“Want to come, pretty lady?” Andrew asked, tweaking her
nipple.

“Dear God, yes.” She was panting.

“You have to ask, sweetness.” He stopped moving and, at the
same time, the stranger stopped licking her pussy.

“Please, can I come?” She didn’t care; she’d say anything to
keep both men playing with her.

“Good girl.” Andrew took off at a blistering pace while the
stranger at her feet licked her clit over and over.

Every nerve in her body was on fire as they drove her
further and deeper into bliss. She urged them on with words of her own, begging
and pleading for completion.

Her thighs shook and her stomach tightened as she dove
headfirst into an orgasm that had her seeing spots. She rode out the wave until
every touch she received caused tiny little aftershocks.

When she calmed down, Andrew removed the blindfold and
helped her back into her dress. Penny was confused. She knew he hadn’t come and
she wasn’t able to tell if the other man had either.

She tried to grab Andrew, wanting to give him the same kind
of relief she’d received. He gently brought her around to face him.

He took her hand and softly kissed it. “This was for you,
sweets. We only wanted to give you pleasure.”

She swallowed hard. “It doesn’t feel right.” And it didn’t.
Penny always took her greatest pleasure in making her lovers enjoy sex as much
as she did.

“Don’t worry, you’ll get your opportunity to return the
favor.”

She turned away from Andrew. In the dark she didn’t even
know where the other man was now.

“Oh really?” She wasn’t opposed to having another evening
like this, several more in fact.

“I think we all would like another chance to play.”

Suddenly the room was bathed in soft light. It took a moment
for her eyes to adjust.

Andrew tipped her chin up. “You are quite beautiful. Your
skin is all flushed, your lips swollen. Dante, come take a look at her.”

Icy-cold reality doused Penny’s heated satisfaction.

It couldn’t be. There was no way in hell… She held back the
tears that filled her eyes as she listened to footsteps approaching.

“Turn around, Ms. Lane.”

She closed her eyes.
Fuck me!
This was so not
happening. She was frozen in place.

“Dante, what the hell is going on?” Andrew asked.

“Turn around, Penny.”

Anger wiped her embarrassment clean. It swirled red-hot in
her belly as she faced the man who’d made her work life dreadful over the past
few months.

He was also the man she’d had a crush on since high school.

When Dante had started working for the company, she’d been
able to lock the memories of high school away. They were both adults now but
seeing him here, bringing her to orgasm with his very talented tongue, made her
feel like the teenage girl who’d dreamed of kissing him.

God, why did he have to look so beautiful? His lips were
glistening and she flushed crimson, knowing it was her juices wetting them. She
trembled as he stepped to her, raising one finger to trace her mouth.

It catapulted Penny back to her senior year in high school.

“Good job on the set.” Dante smiled as they sat on the
edge of the stage.

“Thanks. We finally finished at ten last night.” She was
way too shy to actually try out for a part in their school’s many productions.
Instead she worked on building the sets, setting the lights—anything to be near
Dante Parker. “You were awesome tonight.” She couldn’t meet his eyes as she
complimented him on his starring performance.

“Thanks.”

“Hey, Dante, come on, the party’s at Amy’s house
tonight.” Becca Hatten, head cheerleader and Dante’s current girlfriend, stood
in the auditorium door.

He turned back to Penny. “Hey, I gotta go. Thanks for the
help with geometry. Coach says if I keep it up, I’ll be off academic
probation.” He leaned over and kissed her cheek before hopping off the stage
and joining Becca.

Penny sat there, reliving that small kiss, knowing in her
heart she would never love a man the way she loved Dante Parker.

In the here and now, he leaned down and gave her a chaste
kiss against her cheek, just as he had over fifteen years ago. He straightened
up and smiled. His perfect white teeth were more than she could deal with and
she drew back and slapped him across the face.

Stepping quickly around him, she ran from the room.

* * * * *

“What the hell?”

Dante wanted to ignore Andrew’s question and go after Penny
but thought better of it. She was entirely too pissed to approach.

He should have planned this better. He was no stranger to
Deidre’s parties. His cousin had always been a wild child and she’d grown into
an even wilder woman.

“I know her.”

“I figured that out. Who is she?” His buddy was pissed.

Dante winced. “Kale’s assistant.”

Andrew ran his fingers through his thick blond hair. “Tell
me you’re fucking joking.”

Dante crossed his arms, not really paying attention to his
best friend’s growing anger. His mind was still on Penny. Her total abandon
during sex, the way she’d reveled in the rougher side of it. Just the way he
liked it.

“Tell me you didn’t plan this ahead of time. Tell me that,
Dante, or I swear I’ll break your expensive-ass dental work.”

Dante faced Andrew. “I didn’t know she’d be here, if that’s
what you’re asking.”

“But you sure as hell knew who she was when you pointed her
out to me and sent me in, didn’t you?”

He shrugged, not bothering to deny it. He hadn’t come to Deirdre’s
party tonight thinking he’d see Penny, he’d just needed to unwind a little.
Work had been brutal since he’d taken over and he needed to get away from the
accounts he was desperately trying to salvage.

It had honestly never occurred to him that she and Deidre
were still friends, nor had the prospect of her coming to one of these parties
ever entered his mind.

The moment Penny had walked through the wide double doors,
she’d taken his breath away. The only thought running through his brain was to
get her in a room and have a taste—just a small one. He’d wanted to satisfy a
curiosity he’d held on to since high school. What he hadn’t planned on was
deciding to turn on the lights and let her know who he was.

He could have kept the damn things off and that would have
been the end of it. But one taste of her sweet body had changed everything. It
was unexpected, unwanted and he was now unable to forget. Hell, he hadn’t even
been inside her.

When he finally took her, it wouldn’t be in an anonymous
room. It would be at his home, on his terms.

“What do you think will happen if she tells Kale? Or if she
decides to sue your ass?”

Dante sighed. There was more that Andrew didn’t understand
concerning Penny and he wasn’t in the mood to explain. It sounded lame when he
thought about it; he certainly wasn’t going to vocalize anything. “She won’t
tell Kale. Besides, Kale wouldn’t give a damn as long as Penny stayed with
her.”

Kale depended on Penny for everything and she was the reason
he’d raised Penny’s salary as much as he had. Of course if Penny left the
company, the other woman would have his nuts in a jar.

He needed to think and think hard. The truth was, a few
stolen moments with Penny weren’t going to be enough. He’d known the teenage
girl who carried her crush for him on her sleeve. He wanted to know the woman
she was today. The hardworking woman with an easy smile and lush figure made
just for him.

Several different emotions passed over his friend’s face.

“If you want her, I’ll back off.” He wished the words back
as soon as he’d spoken them.

“How generous of you,” Andrew scoffed. “I don’t play games
with a woman or her emotions, pal. Penny is lovely and delicious and feels damn
good, but you know me, I’m not a forever kind of man.”

“But do you still want her?” Even as he asked the question
he was confident in his friend’s answer.

“I’d love to spend more nights enjoying her body and her
company. Why?”

“Because I want her in a more permanent way and while I like
to share with you, I don’t want you getting any ideas other than playing.”

Andrew shook his head in disbelief. “Do you really think
after this little play of yours she’s going to let either one of us near her?”

“I didn’t come here with the intention of any of this
happening, but now that it has, I don’t know if I can let go.”

“Fine, but I won’t be a part of you deceiving her. You
better be upfront on this deal or I’m out of here.”

Dante nodded. He wouldn’t force Penny into anything nor
would he make her feel as if her job depended on it.

“So how the hell do you intend to even get the woman to look
at you again?”

Andrew didn’t answer because at the moment he had no fucking
clue.

Penny curled up in her big fluffy terrycloth robe, a cup of
hot cocoa and a box of tissues nearby. Wendy sat next to her, her fingers
wrapped around a glass of merlot.

“I can’t believe what an asshole he is.” Her friend had
caught her as she ran from the private area straight to coat check. Instead of
trying to convince Penny not to leave, Wendy had left the party with her. She
truly was her best friend.

“No, I’m the stupid one. I went willingly and I agreed to
have sex with both of them.” Even the memory made her shiver all over.

“Stop. It wasn’t like you knew who was with Andrew.”

Wendy was trying to make her feel better but Penny had given
her consent to Andrew and Dante. She’d wanted to experience the touch of two
men and that was exactly what she’d gotten—one of the most erotic experiences
of her life. Her nipples still ached from the attention Dante had given them.
She was angrier with herself than the men.

“It doesn’t matter. It happened. How in the hell am I
supposed to go into work on Monday and face him? How will I face Kale?” How she
would ever look the woman in the eye again, she didn’t know. Kale was the
utmost professional and didn’t condone office romances. She’d lectured Penny on
more than one occasion about how women had it hard enough in the business world
without introducing an affair that might ruin their careers.

“Kale doesn’t have to know anything happened. I doubt he’ll
walk in there and announce it from the rooftop. If he did, you’d have cause to
sue for harassment.”

Leave it to Wendy to remind her of her rights. Wendy was a
staunch feminist and was more than willing to put a male through the wringer if
he wronged a woman in the workplace.

“He won’t harass me. He barely acknowledges me when I’m at
the office. He didn’t remember me from school.”

“You knew him from before?”

Penny was mortified, thinking about high school and Dante
Parker. Long-forgotten humiliations and embarrassments rose to the surface. “I
imagined myself in love with him.”

Wendy grabbed her hand. “What happened?”

“Nothing. That’s the point. For three years, I made a fool
of myself over him. Everyone knew about my crush, including him. Every time he
dated a new girl it was like a knife in my heart. I was the dumpy fat girl. He
was the hot jock, and the only times we ever crossed paths were in classes we
shared and in the theater club. A few girls even made comments in my yearbook
about him.”

“Was he a jerk to you?”

She wanted to laugh. Wendy had her “killer” face on, ready
to pounce as soon as Penny gave the word. “No, he was never cruel, but he knew.
He would wink at me and say things that made me blush. I even deluded myself
into thinking he was going to kiss me at one point during a school field trip.”

“Did you bring the CD?” her friend Amy asked.

“Right here.” Penny inserted the disc into the CD player
she’d brought. The hotel had let some of the kids into a conference room while
the chaperones worked out the details with the check-in desk.

The music kicked on and she started dancing with a couple
of her friends. Not paying attention, she bumped into a six-foot-tall Dante.

He turned on her and grasped her wrists. “Watch out or
I’ll have to pin you.”

“Like you could ever get me down. You forget, I have
weight on my side.” Penny couldn’t believe Dante was touching her in such an
easy way.

He smiled and she welcomed the butterflies that were
always present in her tummy whenever he was around.

“You can’t win,” he announced, grabbing her knee and
bringing her to the carpeted floor. She feigned fighting him, mostly because
all she wanted to do was grab him and kiss his lips. The more she fought, the
tighter his grip on her wrists became until he’d pinned her to the floor. He
stared down at her and she swallowed, unable to move. The rest of the students
in the room faded away and there was only her and Dante.

His face loomed and her eyes widened, her lips parting as
anticipation grew.

“Hey, you two, time to go.”

They jerked their heads toward Amy. Damn. She’d
interrupted what Penny thought of as the perfect moment and then it was lost…

Wendy was looking at her with a lazy grin. “Oh my God. You
had one of those scenes like out of some teen movie. The dream that could have
been.”

Penny rolled her eyes. Wendy may have appeared to be a hard-ass
but she was a die-hard romantic at heart. “I think it was more wishful thinking
on my part than anything. Reality is never so breathtaking, and I was only
sixteen at the time.”

“The question is, now what are you going to do?”

Penny didn’t want to think about it but she didn’t have a
choice. “I’m going to do what any smart woman would and pretend it didn’t
happen. I’ll tuck it away as a night to remember and leave it at that.” A night
of mind-blowing sex with two hot men, a little champagne and the right dress.

* * * * *

What did they say about famous last words? She crumpled the
small Post-it attached to her computer screen. Dante wanted to see her the
minute she came in.

She decided to ignore the edict and went about her day. Kale
had enough work that Penny spent very little time at her own desk and instead
ran to various other offices the company did business with to pick up priority
paperwork. She ate lunch out and by the time she’d come back, she was knee-deep
in responding to emails and other loose ends that needed to be tied up.

Half an hour before the end of the day, Kale came to her
cubicle. The tall, slim blonde sat on the edge of Penny’s desk. “I’m going away
for a month.”

Penny frowned; her boss never took time off. “Is everything
okay?”

Kale’s face was paler than usual. “I have some urgent
personal business to take care of. You’re going to have to report directly to
Dante.”

Penny felt as though she’d been punched in the gut. She’d
spent the day avoiding him and now she was going to have to work with him on a
daily basis for an entire month?

“Penny. Penny, you look like you’ve swallowed a lemon. Is
this going to be a problem for you?”

She adored her boss. Kale was such a smart, bright and
ambitious woman. Penny also knew Kale wouldn’t leave unless it was extremely
important. She wasn’t going to let down the woman who’d taught her so much.
Kale had hired her with only a high school diploma and allowed Penny to work
her way up. She owed the woman a debt she could never repay. Kale had loaned
her the money to get her college degree in the evenings.

She needed to let what happened at Deirdre’s party go and be
the professional she was.

“No, Kale. I’d be happy to help you out in any way
possible.”

Kale stood and smiled for the first time during their
exchange. “Dante can be very demanding but I’ve told him you’re an excellent
employee. I also insisted you be given an extra week’s paid vacation upon my
return. It’s only fair since you’ll essentially be doing two jobs.”

Maybe she’d get lucky and Dante would never mention what had
occurred between them. Whatever happened, she’d just have to put on her big girl
panties and deal with it.

“Thanks. I appreciate it, and an extra week of vacation
sounds heavenly.”

Kale bent down and gave her a quick hug. Public affection
was something Kale never partook in so Penny was shocked.

“I won’t ever forget this, Penny.” She left Penny wondering
what in the world was going on in Kale’s life that had her so obviously
rattled. Her boss was always professional. Never a hair out of place, never a
misspoken word and she commanded attention wherever she went. Penny looked up
to her, admired her work ethic and the way she treated her employees.

She was confident that whatever Kale needed to take care of,
she would do so with aplomb and dressed in her black power suit and matching
pumps.

Kale popped her head back in. “I almost forgot. Dante needs
to see you right away. I’m leaving now. You have my private number should you
need me.”

* * * * *

“I can do this…I can do this…” she whispered to herself
while walking down the carpeted hallway to Dante’s office. She knocked quickly
before she changed her mind and ran like hell. A clipped “come” beckoned her
in.

She closed the door behind her, took a deep breath and
exhaled. Straightening her back, she approached his imposing mahogany desk and
sat in one of the leather chairs in front of it.

He sat there staring straight at her. He wore no jacket, the
top two buttons of his crisp white shirt were unbuttoned and his tie was
loosened. She could read nothing in his hooded eyes to indicate he was thinking
about the other evening.

“I assume Kale informed you she would be leaving for a
while.”

“Yes.” God, he was as beautiful in the light of day as he’d
been on the night of the ball. She crossed her legs to keep from trembling at
the memory of his mouth between them.

“You’re going to be carrying quite a load for the next
month. She assures me you are more than capable of doing the job.”

“I can handle it.”

“That’s what I was hoping you’d say.” He sat back, his
posture more relaxed. “I think we need to discuss what happened. I don’t want
you to feel awkward.”

“Too late.” She slapped a hand over her mouth as soon as the
words left it.

He laughed at her, actually laughed. “Well said, but we have
to deal with this, Penny.”

Why? She certainly didn’t want to recap Saturday night. She
wanted to pretend it had only been a dream. That’s how she’d worked it out in
her head.

“I’m not going to lie and say it was a mistake.”

She remained as still as possible, waiting for the
inevitable
but
…

“In fact, I want nothing more than to repeat that night over
and over.”

But…

“I can’t promise I won’t try to convince you how much I want
it again.”

Where the heck was the
but
?
But we work
together…but it’s unprofessional…but it’s not a good idea.
She kept waiting
for that damn
but
. It never came.

“Why don’t we just pretend Saturday never, ever happened? I
didn’t know it was you and you didn’t know it was me. It was a freak event and
now it’s over.” That sounded reasonable enough, except he wasn’t nodding his
head in agreement.

“I knew it was you, Penny. The second I saw you walk through
the door in that clingy blue dress, your hair all soft and curled, I wanted
you. Andrew wanted you. Don’t for a minute think what happened was an
accident.”

Why did he have to look so damn good and why was he saying
all the right things? How many times back in high school had she wished he’d
say words like this to her? She would have been putty in his capable hands. But
this wasn’t high school and now he was referring not only to her but Andrew as
well.

“Okay, fine, it happened. Where do we go from here?” Part of
her wanted an answer and the other part wanted to hide in a closet until Kale
returned.

“As I see it, in the office we are professionals and can
continue to act as such.”

The knots in her stomach eased. Good, just as she wanted
things to go.

“But after hours, I can’t think of a single reason not to
continue. Andrew loves the idea and so do I.”

Andrew loves the idea.
She smiled then. Andrew was
hot and he knew exactly how to touch a woman in all the right places. She was
still a little sore when she sat down even two days later.

Seeing both men on a strictly casual level…could she do it?
She didn’t know if she could trust that a sexual relationship without any sort
of commitment wouldn’t shred her into a million pieces. Dante had broken her
tender teenaged heart already. As an adult, was she willing to risk it
happening again? Then there was Andrew to consider. The tall, blond god was an
amazing lover. From the moment he asked her to dance she had been enthralled
with his good looks and gentlemanly behavior.

When they’d entered the room at Deidre’s ball, he’d turned
into another animal altogether. Her thighs tightened as she remembered the
stinging slaps to her ass. Neither of the men were gentle lovers. They’d taken
her to a place she hadn’t thought existed. A place of sensation and stark need.
Now there were two of them wanting to continue a sexual relationship with her.

What would happen when it ended? Could she still work here
and look Dante in the face every day? It was too bad Andrew didn’t make her
heart flutter the way Dante did. The decision would be a lot easier if her
sights were set solely on Andrew.

She hated being so confused by this. The other night, before
she knew who her mystery lover was, she had wished she could experience all the
sensations on a daily basis.

While they had touched her, covering her with their lips,
tongues and hands, she’d been swept away in a tidal wave of need and desire
that set her on fire.

She let out a deep breath and decided to stop lying to
herself or making excuses for what she really wanted.

Why the hell not? She was a grown woman and enjoyed the sex.
Why not indulge in an affair? There had to be boundaries though; she wasn’t
about to get tangled up in a situation she couldn’t control. She certainly wasn’t
going to lose herself to Dante Parker again. She was fifteen years older and
there was Andrew. He was gorgeous, confident and a great lover. His presence
alone would keep her from falling for Dante again. Dante had made it crystal
clear that both men wanted to share her and she loved the idea of being
showered with their touch.

“Okay.” She sat up a little straighter. She was ready to
fulfill the fantasy of her teenage years and have awesome sex. “We need to lay
some ground rules first.”