The Boss

Meredith nodded, and he left her with another charming smile to join his other guests. Josh and Will immediately claimed her and drew her towards the stairs away from the thump of the music.

‘What happened?’ Josh hissed. ‘Did he hit on you? Will thought he was going to. I wasn’t so sure.’

‘I’m not sure either,’ Meredith muttered.

‘It’s hard to tell with those Brits, isn’t it? They are so … subtle sometimes.’

‘He’s Scottish.’ Meredith finished the rest of her margarita in one cold frosty gulp. ‘He said we could look around the house if we wanted to.’

Will took her hand. ‘I’d like to. It’s getting a bit crowded and loud in here.’

He started up the stairs, and Meredith and Josh followed him. To her surprise, the house had two more floors, opening up into a master suite that took up the whole of the top floor. Windows ran along the length of the back wall, giving a perfect view of the sun setting over the Pacific Ocean.

‘Oh, it’s beautiful,’ sighed Meredith. She placed her hands on the glass and stared out over the pebbled beach.

Josh came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. She shivered when he buried his face in the crook of her neck.

‘You’re trembling. Did that guy turn you on?’ He slowly inhaled. ‘She smells like sex, Will.’ His hand slid down from her waist and under her skirt. ‘Are your panties wet for Mr Clevedon?’ His finger slid under her lace thong. ‘Yeah, they are. Soaking wet.’

Will sank down to his knees and flipped up the front of her skirt. If anyone chose to take a stroll on the beach, they’d get an eyeful. Not that Meredith minded. Will licked the soft cotton of her panties, his tongue nudging and shaping her clit until she moaned.

‘You want some of this, Meredith?’ Josh bit down on her neck. ‘Some finger-fucking and licking right here in Mr Clevedon’s bedroom?’

‘Yes,’ Meredith breathed. They both knew what she liked, how turned on she got when they did this to her in public, how turned on they got.

Josh slid one hand under the halter neck of her dress. ‘Leave her panties on for now, Will, let’s make her beg.’

Will muttered something against her sex, his teeth teasing the lace edge of her panties while his tongue made the fabric even wetter, pushing it up inside her, making her want. Simultaneously, Josh pinched her nipple and Will thrust two fingers deep, making her gasp and arch against him.

‘Yeah, that’s it, honey. Take it.’

Behind them, the door opened. Meredith went still until she saw Robert Clevedon reflected in the glass. He locked the door behind him and came towards them, one hand in his pocket, the other holding a glass of wine. The sun glinted off the dark-auburn highlights in his hair. He took a seat and looked at Meredith. ‘You don’t mind if I watch, do you?’

‘Meredith?’ Josh asked. Will waited on her response too.

A wave of excitement flooded through her. ‘I don’t mind at all.’

It took her less than a minute to come, and less than three minutes more for her to come again. She found herself writhing on the floor, Will’s cock in her mouth and Josh’s filling her cunt. They must have changed positions because when she finally opened her eyes it was to find Will slumped over her and Josh on his back on the carpet still gasping.

Her gaze flicked to Robert who wasstill watching them and sipping his wine. The only difference she could see was the thick evidence of his cock pushing against his jeans. He stood up and came across to them, his sharp blue gaze taking everything in.

‘Meredith, will you stay with me, while the guys go and shower in the guest suite?’

Again, Will and Josh checked with her to see if she was OK, but she nodded and waved for them to leave. They wouldn’t go far. And, if she were away for too long, they’d do anything to find her.

She put her hands flat on the floor and attempted to push herself up.

‘No, don’t get up.’

To her surprise, Robert put down his wineglass and joined her on the rug. He bent his head and kissed her already swollen mouth.

‘I should probably shower.’ She tried to move away, but he gently held her down.

‘Why? I like you tasting like this.’

‘Of other men?’

‘Yes.’ He kissed her again, his tongue in her mouth already experiencing both Josh and Will. ‘I like you being well fucked but ready for more.’ He paused. ‘You are ready for more, aren’t you?’

She sighed as he slowly lowered the zipper of his jeans and released his nice thick cock. ‘Yeah. I always want more.’

‘Even after two of them?’

‘Yeah.’

‘Me too. I could fuck all day.’ He grasped his shaft around the base and rubbed the crown against her already swollen clit before sliding on a condom. She moaned as he thrust deep and held still.

‘I want to fuck you without a condom like they did. I want you all wet from me.’ He circled his hips and Meredith clutched at his shoulders. ‘I’m totally clean and tested. You?’

‘Me too.’Meredith whispered, echoing his earlier comment. ‘I want you like that.’ She swallowed hard. ‘I’ve always liked being wet from a man, the smell of him on me, the way his come stays inside me.’

‘Damn,’ Robert groaned and moved hard and fast, each stroke shoving his full length into her until they came together. Without a word, he picked her up, placed her on the bed and stripped off what remained of her clothes and his own. Hiscock was already recovering, and she reached out to touch it.

He let her stroke him for a while, and then flipped her over onto her stomach and entered her from behind, his fingers seeking out her hard nipples and her equally hard clit, making her moan with each thrust. The smell of the condom mingled with the scent of sex. Meredith inhaled it all and loved it.

After he finally pumped himself deep inside her, he pulled out and rolled onto his back, settling her over him like a blanket.

‘Do you want more of me, of this?’

‘What do you mean?’

He kissed her throat. ‘I’d like to fuck you a lot. I need to fuck you a lot.’

‘But what about Josh and Will? Would you want me to stop having sex with them?’

‘Not at all.’ He came up on one elbow to look down at her. His auburn hair was rumpled, and the smile lines around his eyes much in evidence. ‘Why would you think that?’

‘Because most men don’t like to share.’

‘I like to share, and I like to watch. And, as I’m not going to be here all the time, I couldn’t bear to think you were not getting fucked enough.’ He cupped her chin. ‘But, when I am here, I’d probably want you all to myself for at least a couple of days. Would you like that?’

Her breath caught as he nipped at her lip. ‘I’d like.’ She studied his aroused face. ‘Girls aren’t supposed to want sex all the time. If they do, they get the slut label.’

He moved her foot until it was balanced on his hip and slid back inside her, again without a condom. ‘I want you to want it as much as I do.’ He rocked his hips and she bit her lip. ‘Are you sore?’

‘A little.’She wondered if he’d pull out, but he didn’t.

‘I want to see you walk out of that door, and know that you’re dripping wet because of me.’