from Fox’s shoulder to look down at Stoke. The feel of his eyes on me and Fox’s cock in me was wonderful. I watched as Stoke pushed back in the chair a bit and started to rub his dick through his jeans. “Brother?” he asked.
What the question was I didn’t know, but when Fox barked, “Yes,” Stoke then undid his jeans and pulled his cock free of his boxers. He began to stroke himself in front of me.
“ My Ivy likes that, Stoke. She just got wetter,” Fox growled and he was right. Fox took his hand off my breast and ran it down my body to between my legs where he rubbed my clit.
“Yes, God, yes,” I moaned. I wanted to close my eyes, but I didn’t. Instead, I watched as Stoke moved his hand faster and faster over his dick.
“Precious, come for me while he watches you,” Fox ordered. His finger on my clit rubbed that little bit harder, driving me closer and closer to my orgasm.
“Please, God, please, harder,” I begged.
Fox rubbed and slammed his cock into me harder. It was building and it was going to be big. I leaned forward and gripped the desk with my hands to brace, and then it hit me. I cried out and bit my bottom lip, humming through it as my walls milked Fox’s cock. When I heard a groan come from Stoke, I looked to see him lift his tee higher as his cum shot out, landing on his stomach. I felt Fox’s hot seed fill me as he swore through his orgasm.
Chapter Eight
A fter Stoke cleaned himself off, he stood and mumbled something about getting takeaway for their lunch and he’d meet Fox out the front. His parting words were, “Lucky, lucky fucker.” Which caused Fox to laugh.
Even though I was embarrassed by what we just did in front of him, I still yelled after him, “Bye Stoke.” As I put my jeans back on.
His reply, “Later, sweetheart.”
Then I turned to Fox ready to ask him some questions and tell him my worries, but he got there first. Pulling me to his chest, he shared, “Stoke and I have been mates since I joined Hawks. He was the only one I talked to. He’s the only one, the only fuckin’ one , I’d let see you half naked with my cock inside you. You like people watchin’ us, I’ll take you to a nightclub where we can do that, but no one touches you. If you fancy my brother watchin’ us again, I can deal with that.” He grinned. “I like showin’ what I have off, makes me fuckin’ happy that they know I get to have you when they can’t. Whatever you want, whenever you want it, we’ll deal, yeah?”
I licked my lips and nodded. “Okay...um, as long as no one touches you too. I wouldn’t like that,” I admitted. For someone to watch what we had together was a big turn on, but that was it. I wouldn’t want anyone to join in or touch what was mine either. So I totally got what Fox was saying and I was all for it.
“Good, no one would ever touch me but you.” His lips pressed against mine gently. “I gotta shoot off. See you tonight.”
“Ah, Fox?”
“Yeah, precious?”
“The wedding’s tomorrow.”
“I know that, cupcake. What of it?”
“Um, do you have a suit?”
He threw his head back and laughed. I liked seeing that a whole heap. When he calmed down, he kissed me quickly and said, “Ivy, there is no way in hell I’d be caught dead in a suit, even when I’m dead. I’m a jeans man, precious, and your family will just have to deal, yeah?”
“Okay.” I smiled. I could handle that. After all, he was willing to put up with my family.
“I gotta go, cupcake. Stay in the shop. Griz should be here soon.”
“Yeah, handsome,” I murmured against his lips, and then kissed him long, deep and hard, pulling a groan from him.
He shifted back and ran a hand down my cheek. “How is it that we’ve just fucked, good and proper, but I’m already hard to go again?”
“Um?” Was all I could say because right then I really wanted to go again as well.
“Shit, Christ.” He kissed me one last time and took two steps to the office door. “I’ll