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  Derek laughs, moving around to stand in front of me. His thumb traces my bottom lip. I think he wants me to suck it, but this is wrong—so very wrong. We’re in a place of business, and yet these studs believe I’m easy prey.

  I part my lips and start sucking on his finger, my tongue swirling against the salty digit.

  Then, I take his finger into my mouth, all the while thinking, Why I am doing this?

  Have they placed some spell on me? Why do I crave them like this? A part of me thinks this isn’t logical—but a bigger a part of me wants this with a burning passion.

  “That’s the way, lass,” Derek says, his British accent sending chills up and down my spine.

  I’ve always had a thing for men with accents. Even the southern ones make me a little weak in the knees.

  Spencer opens the door and tells the assistant that Killian is indisposed for the next few hours.

  “Don’t come knocking for anything,” he says. “Business meeting for a few hours.”

  The moment the door locks, Spencer is a new man—one who has a look of hunger in his eyes. Is it…me he’s craving? I tingle from head to toe in anticipation.

  Wait—did he say a few hours?

  Out of the four men I’ve met, Spencer is the one who seems to be the most casual and laid-back. I wonder if it’s only an act.

  I notice, out of the corner of my eye, that Xane has his hand on the zipper of his pants, his massive cock straining against the material. He’s stroking himself through the fabric as he watches Derek and Killian tease me.

  “Do you feel as though you have opened Pandora’s box, Julia?” Xane asks, his hand still stroking his ever-growing dick.

  Have you ever been asked a question that hit you so profoundly that you’re at a loss for words? Well, I just have.

  “I…I feel like I’m being tested right now. So, yes, I do feel like I am opening up t-that proverbial box,” I whisper.

  Spencer can no longer just watch. He stands in front of me and pulls his zipper down to release his cock.

  My eyes widen in shock.

  “Oh, fuck, that’s massive!” I gasp, almost wanting to scoot the chair back.

  Spencer releases a cock that is no smaller than twelve inches, and the girth—god, I can’t even begin to describe it. He holds his cock in his hand as though it’s normal for all men to be packing that much meat.

  From the corner of the room, Xane calls the next move.

  “Suck it, Julia. Take that prick in your mouth, and suck it.”

  Why is he saying this? Is Xane a voyeur?

  Killian pushes my head forward to take Spencer’s cock between my lips.

  “Ahh, fuck,” Spencer growls.

  That is all it takes for Derek and Killian to get in on it. Both of them remove their own impressive cocks from their trousers. I would have gasped, but my mouth is full.

  “Take her clothes off. Strip her naked for us,” Xane commands. He releases his own cock and strokes it.

  Spencer is now fucking my mouth, pushing all twelve inches of the monster dick to the back of my throat.

  I gag at first, but manage to swallow it whole. Sex has never intrigued me till now. All I’ve ever had has been boring and vanilla.

  These four men are far from boring, and nothing here is vanilla.

  “Yeah, suck that dick, Jules. Suck it all the way, babe.” Spencer pants as he fucks my mouth. The nickname again—but I don’t even care right now.

  They grab my clothes, and, in the next minute, I’m completely naked. Derek and Killian both use their hands to grope my tits and rub my pussy. I can’t believe how wet I am right now—I’m practically dripping down my legs.

  Fingers push into my pussy. I’m not sure if it’s Derek, Killian, or both. My mouth is too full to care.

  Spencer pulls out of my mouth, his hand using my saliva to jack off his cock. “She needs some dick inside of that pussy—but first, I need to taster her,” he says.

  While all this is happening, I wonder, Why me? Why am I letting them control my body like this?

  I guess most women can’t resist something like this either. I don’t feel bad about it, but…should I?

  “Use the desk. Put her on the edge and show us her pussy,” Xane orders, his voice raspy with lust.

  With the help of Spencer and Derek, I move to the desk, my ass perched on the edge of the hard surface. They spread my legs wide open, exposing my soaking wet pussy.

  Normally, I would never do something like this, but today…my walls are crumbling.

  Spencer drops to his knees in front of the desk. I feel his warm breath on my pussy lips, and it causes chills to cover my entire body.

  He teases my clit with the tip of his tongue. He doesn’t part them—only tastes the fluids that have seeped out.

  Tingling sensations rock my body, running from head to toe. How can this man change my views on sex with only one lick?

  Breathless and panting, I lean my head back on the desk. Little do I know, I’ve just given Derek the perfect opportunity to take my mouth.

  “Open wide, lass. I need my dick sucked,” Derek demands in that thick accent of his.

  I obey without thinking, opening my mouth for him. His cock is so big that when he pushes the head against my tongue, I choke. He has a thick cock, but it’s the head that’s truly enormous.

  From the corner of my eye, I see Xane stroking his cock. He handles the shaft like it’s a piece of artwork. He’s delicate with his touches as he jacks off in front of us all.

  His gaze bores into mine, and it makes me want to reach out and grasp his cock.

  Killian moves to Derek’s side. As soon as the latter pulls out, the former fills my mouth with his massive cock.

  Now, I’ve sucked dick in the past but never like this. I was bored before I started, but this time? I want more. I want both Derek and Killian to use my mouth hard and fast.

  Spencer pulls back from my pussy and stands, the head of his cock rubbing against my opening. Then he suddenly pushes inside, and he doesn’t stop till he is balls deep in me.

  “Hnnnnnnng.” I grunt, unable to vocalize my pleasure properly, but, fuck, the feeling is incredible. I’ve never had anyone this size inside of my pussy before.

  “Fuck, so tight!” Spencer growls.

  His oversized dick plows into my pussy, stretching the walls to full capacity. Fuck yes. The way my body is stuffed full of dicks, it’s like having a yardstick up inside me.

  Xane moves closer now and takes my hand. He wraps it around his massive length and shows me how he wants me to stroke his cock for him.

  “Good girl. You’ll enjoy this vacation, you’ll see,” Xane says, his voice labored and deep.

  My jaw stretches to accommodate Derek and Killian’s dicks as their balls smack my forehead each time they bottom out in my throat.

  My hand, now free from Xane’s, strokes his cock fast. I feel the pre-cum soak my fingers, and I use the viscous fluid for lubrication. Is it bad that I want him inside me as well?

  As though they planned it, Derek and Killian both pull back from my mouth, shooting a massive load of cum on my face.

  Although I have my mouth wide open to catch it, the enormous quantity still drips down my cheeks. I use my tongue to capture what I can, but there’s just too much.

  “Argh, fuck, you look so right, coated in cum, Julia,” Derek says, smiling down at me.

  “Swallow it all,” Killian growls.

  Both pull back to take a breather, but the fun has only begun.

  “Spencer, pick her up. Let’s double up on her,” Xane says, pulling back from my hand.

  Oh my god! Are they going to fuck both of my holes? I’ve definitely never done anal. Can my asshole even stretch to take a 12-inch cock inside?

  I don’t have a chance to overthink this moment. Spencer wraps his arms around my body, pulling me up so I can embrace his chest.

  He’s so deep inside of my pussy that I feel breathless, almost as if the head of hi
s cock is shoving into my lungs.

  I crush my lips against Spencer’s even though they have cum on them. He kisses me back. Our tongues massage each other, both of us sampling the delicious coating on my lips.

  From behind, Xane presses the head of his cock against my asshole. He thrusts once and bottoms out inside me.

  I scream against Spencer’s lips, a wave of pleasurable pain enveloping my entire being.

  I love it. I’ve never tried anal until today, but, wow—this is fucking incredible.

  My lips stay pressed against Spencer’s as he fucks that fantastic cock into my pulsating walls. I have no regrets right now. I might later, but, right now, I’m going to come hard for them and with them.

  My body has never felt this alive.

  “Oh, my GOD!” I scream, forgetting I’m in an office building.

  Every sexual experience I have ever had has led me to believe that sex is overrated and boring. But here I am, coming with such an intensity that’s making me feel like it’s my first time to orgasm.

  All my life, I thought I never wanted sex. And now…I don’t understand. Why is it so much better with four men than with one?

  I hold Spencer tightly, my long legs wrapped around his body.

  He grunts, his body lurching as he comes. Every muscle inside of me contracts, holding his dick deep inside of my pussy walls as I milk him dry.

  “ARGH! Fuck!” Spencer cries.

  He pumps my pussy full of cum. He doesn’t pull away till his cock finishes spasming inside me.

  Xane holds my body tightly. Each thrust of his cock into my ass lifts my feet off the ground.

  But I take it all. Every bit of his twelve fucking inches is thrashing inside my anal walls.

  “Do you feel dirty yet, Julia? Like a nasty girl filled and covered in the cum of four men?” Xane’s breath is warm against my ear.

  His words hit me like a bolt of lightning.

  “Yes,” I whimper. “So. Fucking. Dirty.” I let each word be punctuated by his thrusts.

  I love this. Never have I ever thought that I could have something like this. My pussy is on fire, and you know what?

  I want another cock inside it.

  I don’t even have to wait a single second for that to happen. Derek shoves into me, his cock pushing a rush of cum down my legs.

  No, not his cum. It’s the remnants of Spencer inside me.

  Killian is right beside me. His cock is thrusting into my hand, wanting me to jack him off. I stretch my slender fingers around his dick, stroking from base to head.

  Spencer stands back, watching, his eyes on the four of us as he pumps his cock. He came only minutes before, but he’s hard again.

  I don’t know how these men rebound so quickly. Have you ever seen someone get hard within moments of coming?

  I know Xane is close to an orgasm. His cock swells inside my anal walls, and his hands tighten their grip on my hips.

  “Fucking dirty girl,” Xane grunts, the first spurts of warmth shooting into my ass.

  “Oh, shit, fuck,” I cry. “Fuck, fuck, fuck!”

  I come for the second time, but it’s different now. I feel heat exploding inside me. My legs go weak as the hot cum floods my walls.

  “Can’t fucking breathe,” I whisper.

  Thankfully, Derek supports my body. His cock is taking advantage of my gripping pussy walls. He isn’t coming yet, though, which must feel fucking incredible for him.

  Xane pulls back at the same time Derek takes his cock out of my pussy.

  Derek’s strong hands are now on my hips, our eyes locked for the first time. He is a powerful force, but I think the accent is what has me so captivated.

  “Bend over the desk, love.”

  I nod, turning to rest my small body across the desk. With one stroke, Derek pushes the head of his cock back into my pussy, not stopping until he’s all the way inside my cunt.

  “Shit, I need all of this pussy,” Derek states, gripping my hips like a lifeline.

  Moving to the back of the desk, Killian rubs the head of his hard cock over my mouth. He’s already leaking pre-cum when he grabs my hair and pushes his dick inside my mouth.

  “Be a good girl and suck this hard cock for me, Julia. Suck it good,” Killian demands, thrusting his cock into my throat.

  I gag, my entire body shaking now. I can only imagine what this must look like to a bystander.

  I came to this office today to learn about vacations. Now, I’m spiraling into a wicked den of debauchery and sin.

  Four men are all using my body and claiming that this is the vacation I need. If someone asked you to take a sex vacation like this, would you do it?

  My hips rock back and forth each time they hit the desk. But, fuck, I don’t care if I have bruises, courtesy of my lovers—

  Wait, did I just call them lovers? What the fuck? I can’t believe I allow myself to think that.

  While all this is going on, I hear Xane and Spencer speaking about my vacation. How I need to visit each resort, loosen up, and enjoy what they all have to offer. Both of them agree this will happen immediately.

  Um, don’t I have any say in this? Do I want them to have so much control of my personal life?

  When they agree, Spencer joins Killian in fucking my mouth. His cock is rubbing against my cheek till I pull back from Killian and take his cock into the warmth of my throat.

  “I’m going to come. Fuck.” Derek grunts.

  I tighten my walls around his cock, eager for his cum. I want it all. I’m on a rollercoaster ride into orgasmic bliss.

  I’m coming so hard with Derek inside of my pussy that I don’t feel the first splat of Killian’s cum hitting my cheek.

  He shoots his massive load on my face, Spencer following right behind him. Both don’t stop until my face is covered in thick globs of milky cum.

  I collapse on the desk, my body oozing cum and wearing the evidence of this three-hour vacation. I don’t know what the fuck just happened.

  In the past, I never orgasmed with a man, and now, I’ve just had three.

  Sex doesn’t seem overrated anymore. In fact, I find myself wanting more.

  “You’re going on vacation, Julia. Somewhere tropical. Right, Spencer?” It may have been a question, but Xane says it like it’s not up for debate.

  I’m at a loss for words. Four hot and sexy alpha males just said I was going to take a vacation with them. What on earth do I say to that?

  Chapter 11

  Julia

  For the first time in my life, I’m supposed to relax and not work. How does a workaholic do that? Can someone please explain that to me?

  I’ve barely arrived at this island paradise, and I immediately want to critique things. It’s a really bad habit. I can’t seem to allow work to stay at the office even with the scent of orchids in the air, the ocean breeze speckling my face with tiny kisses of salt water, and two handsome men by my side.

  What the fuck is wrong with me? This place is heaven on earth.

  The hotel is located a few feet from the beach. The resort is a tropical paradise, and the staff makes sure that you feel like a VIP.

  Not just me, but all the guests. I watch for a few minutes before checking in, taking mental notes about the procedures.

  I’m hiding out in the alcove of the hotel, so Spencer and Derek can’t see me trying to work. I secretly want to know everything there is about how this place operates.

  I notice that each person that walks in has on a flower lei. I received one at the airport, but two beautiful island girls are handing more out at the door. The aroma of my lei makes me giddy with excitement.

  “Are you enjoying the view?”

  I jump. I didn’t know Derek was behind me. Last I talked to him, he was getting a drink from the bar and settling into his room. I hope he doesn’t realize what I’m doing.

  Derek puts a fruity island drink in my hand, moving around to stand next to me.

  “This is a vacation, Julia. I know that you
want to work, but not now. We brought you here to enjoy yourself,” Derek says.

  I sigh, knowing they did, but I’m the type of woman who always thinks about how I can make improvements to something or someone.

  I can’t stop thinking about moving the plant from the check-in desk to the other side or putting more pens out with the resort name on them. It’s making me uncomfortable seeing the minor things that would take a simple fix to make them optimal.

  “I wasn’t thinking about anything other than the how beautiful this place is.” I smile innocently as I say it, but a part of me knows he saw through my lie.

  Maybe it’s that he moved closer to me, taking the space away from our bodies, and I can feel his breathing increase on the back of my neck. Every hair on my neck is standing on end.

  Derek is a bright man and already knows me well enough know to tell that I’m itching to do something, fix something.

  “That lie will get you spanked one day when you least expect it,” Derek whispers over my shoulder.

  For a few days after they all fucked me, I questioned everything that happened. I tried to rationalize the entire day and couldn’t. Maybe that’s why I’m here.

  They said I would vacation, and look at me now standing in a hotel lobby with a lei on my neck, looking like a tourist with my long hair pulled back, sandals, and Hawaiian flower print sundress.

  Fucking sandals. I haven’t even worn sandals since I was a toddler.

  Now I’m dressed like I just fell off a bus of Midwestern tourists.

  I feel Spencer’s presence as he joins Derek behind me. He’s tall and wears a scent that I could walk into a room and identify. I’m not sure of the brand, but it has a hint of coconut in it.

  If I’m ever alone in his bathroom, I’m going to check so I can get some to spray on my pillows.

  “Ready for a real tour of the place instead of a virtual one?” Spencer asks.

  “I’d love to. I have so many questions about the hotel,” I say, smiling—and then wondering right away if that was something I should’ve kept to myself.

  Spencer and Derek look at each other. Both shaking their heads, they let me know that this trip is indeed a vacation.

  “No fucking work,” both Derek and Spencer announce.