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  “THWACK”. Skin against skin. I moan again and wiggle in his lap. He runs the very tips of his fingers over the heated and welted flesh and I quiver. I can feel his hard on in pressing into my belly and I squirm against it, purposely antagonizing him. “Tell me you want another, Joss. Ask for it.” Without hesitation I do, “Spank me Grey. Give me another one, please.” Under the table I can see Mick stroking the huge woody that sprouted in his pants. He rubs my ass, tickling the welts with his calloused hands. It feels incredible. I’m getting lost in the sweet gentle touches that are lighting up my lady bits like roman candles. “THWACK”. “Oh God.” I can’t even think straight right now. My ass is hotter than a well toasted marshmallow and my pussy has a throbbing heartbeat of her own. “Grey. Please. Now. Need. You. Now!”

  “Give me a hand, Mick. I want to see my hand prints on her ass while I fuck her.” Grey picks me up and passes me over to Mick’s lap like I weigh nothing. His jeans are on the floor now and he’s fisting that beautiful cock that probably still tastes like my pussy from the ladies room quickie. I’m spread out over his lap this time, and when I look up at him, he knows what I want. Mick lifts me up and turns around in the chair to face me. Behind me Grey has lifted my hips, and is pushing his own erection deep into my weeping pussy. Mick is holding me up, supporting my torso with his strong ink covered arms. I’m gripping his shoulders, trying to stay on my feet while Grey pumps his iron cock into me again and again. He continues to stroke and tickle the sensitive welts on my ass with his fingertips and the sensation is more than I can handle. I reach the edge of the cliff long before he does and I sink my teeth into Mick’s neck and scream out in a strangled orgasm. He doesn’t stop and I don’t want him to anytime soon. “Bite me baby, sink your teeth into me and come on Grey’s cock.” I reach down with one hand and stroke his velvety erection. “Yeah, baby, that’s it. Stroke me.” Grey pushes the back of my head down on Mick’s boner and I take it in my mouth and my hand. My ass raises higher in the air in this new position, and he pushes in harder and deeper, reaching new depths. I growled, literally growled and let another orgasm take over my body. This time I feel him shudder and come with me. He thrusts a few more time and pulls out.

  Before I can take a full breath, Mick has pulled my lips off of his cock and spins me around. I’m facing Grey and fall into his arms. Both of Mick’s hands slide up the inside of my thighs and into my soaking cunt. He lubes up a finger and slips it into my ass, the other hand uses my honey and Grey’s cum to slicken his own angry cock. “Sit down on my cock baby. Sit back”. Holding on to Grey, I lower myself onto his dick. I wasn’t expecting him to take my ass from this position. The head pushes through the first ring of muscle and I whimper. I actually fucking whimper. “Just relax and breath baby. Sit back on him. Take it all.” I want it all and he’s more than willing to give it to me. The welts on my ass sting when Mick grips it with both hands and lifts me up to the end of his shaft before pulling me back down sharply. Grey is on one knee in front of me. I grasp at the back of his head for balance. He has two thick fingers deep inside of me, and is rubbing my very sensitive g spot in firm little circles, exactly how I love it. His thumb is pressing on the my swollen clit.

  Mick’s assault on my tight ass is never ending, neither are the dirty words that spew force from his deliciously sexy mouth. I feel his whiskers on my back with every word he speaks and it pushes me closer again, “Oh God baby, you ass is so hot and tight. You feel so fucking good on my cock. Tell me you like it baby or I’ll stop fucking you right now.” “NO! Don’t stop, I love it. I love you cock in my ass.”

  I’m cumming again. I don’t even try to control it, I just let it happen. Mick grunts his release, but doesn’t stop pistoning himself into my body. Over and over again he keeps lifting me up and bringing me back down. I lose track of everything else but the Coupled with onslaught of Grey’s talented fingers in my pussy, I am entirely overwhelmed. My orgasm doesn’t stop, I just keep shivering until there is blackness.

  Chapter 19--Grey

  Holy mother of God we fucked her to death. I watched her eyes roll back in her head, her body almost convulsing with pleasure. I pulled her off of Mick’s cock and laid her on the kitchen floor. Mick, who was a trained fucking combat medic, and was freaking out more than me. He checked her pulse, he breathing and her pupils. “Her vitals are strong. Of course her heartbeat is crazy fast. Get her on the couch.” I carried her out and laid her down, elevating her feet with a pillow. Mick bought out a cool damp towel and put it on her head. “Joss. Joss baby, wake up. Joss. Please baby.” It may have only been a few minutes before her eyelids fluttered but it seemed like forever.

  “What happened?” “You fainted. Blacked out. Mid orgasm”. She frowned up at us, and looked confused, then started to giggle and snort. “What the fuck Joss?!?” I snarled at her, “we thought we killed you.” “What a way to go. Shit. I am officially ruined for all other men.” She laughed hysterically, and Mick joined her. I did too, eventually, but we both hugged her close to us.

  She was a little woozy but seemed fine. Mick cleaned up the kitchen mess, and I made her stay on the sofa. I covered up with a quilt. I put her head on a pillow on my lap. Fuck, I was like a mother hen with a sickly chick. “You know what would be pretty awesome right now?” “What?” “The desert I made, chocolate raspberry tarts in the fridge, with maybe a squirt of canned whipped cream?” I kissed her head and sat her up so I could go get desert for the girl I fucked unconcious.

  Mick already restored order to the kitchen and was just wiping down the table. He sat down in the chair at the table and popped a beer that was waiting for him. I slapped him on the back, “she’s fine, man. Stop freaking out”. Taking a swig off his bottle he shook his head. “I know that, but damn, I haven’t been that scared since, well, since we were in the sandbox.” I squirted a generous portion of whipped cream on the decadent looking little tartlets and plated them. “Come on, our girl wants dessert. It’s the least we can do.”

  I handed her the remote and ignored the shocked look I got from both of them. I was relieved when she chose a reality show about idiots marooned on an island in the brutal Pacific Northwest. Together we picked apart their stupid moves and offered suggestions from our end of the tv screen while eating our chocolate. Mick fell asleep after the first episode and was snoring happily in the recliner, his empty tart dish on chest.

  “How are you feeling, baby?” “I’m fine. Really.” “How about about we get you cleaned up?” “Are you saying I stink”, she said with mock offense, “really? I kinda like the smell of jizz and sweat” More snorting. “Come on smartass.” I gave her my hand and she took it. When she smiled at me I felt something. You know that scene when the Grinch’s heart grows three sizes? It kinda sorta felt like that.

  It was just her and I in the shower because Mick is still snoring downstairs. The hot water and steam loosened up my over tightened muscles. I sudsed Joss up from head to toe with a soapy loofah. She had way too many ticklish body parts. “Your turn.” She took the washcloth from my hands and squirted more wash on it. “Turn around, I’m gonna do your back.” With my hands on the tile wall, I bent over just a little, so she could reach. Joss lathered up my back, rubbing in circles with her hands and the loofah. When the soap bubbles rinse away, she follows with her lips, leaving kisses and nibbles all over my back. “Now the front”. I sit down on the edge of tile bench and let her have her way with me. Sitting, I’m just a head shorter than her standing. I reach forward with my lips and nip at her breasts, pulling away, she goes back to work on her knees, washing every inch of me. My dick twitches under her attention, but I force it back under control, after the kitchen incident.

  The water is starting to get cold. The water is shut down and the whole room is full of steam. Her skin is pink and glowing, and it reminds me of her ass after I spanked it. Down boy. No more tonight. We dry each other off. It’s a nurturing gesture. I realize how much I am starting to crave this kind of attention f
rom her and how much more I get from lavishing this kind of attention on her. I tuck her into bed next to me and I realize that I’m seriously fucked.

  Chapter 20--Joss

  I am so screwed. I’m coming down with a bad case of the feelings for both Mick and Grey. I’m tucked in to bed, curled around his back, the big spoon to his little spoon. He’s holding my hand to his chest. I hear Mick coming up the stairs. He climbs into bed behind me and I am sandwiched between their bodies, back to chest and back to chest. There is no place I’d rather be. Being the middle spoon is the best.

  I sleep like a rock, only to awaken alone. I can smell the coffee and bacon, so I dress quickly, brush my teeth and throw my hair up in a messy bun for now, and head downstairs. They’re both at the table, eating and the conversation stops when I walk into the room. I love that I am greeted with smiles. “Hey, remember the time you ass fucked me unconcious right here in Grey’s immaculate kitchen?”

  Grey pulls me onto his lap and kisses me “yeah, I kinda remember something like that happening.” Mick pulls me away from him and dips me down low over his lap “remember the time my girl got her ass spanked for the second time in twelve hours?” “No spankings until after coffee”.

  I poured myself a mug and dumped in a generous dose of creamer. “Today is collections day. First from your customers, then from Mr. Zimmerman”. Grey cleared his throat, “about that, we’re going with you today. Both of us. It’s not that we don’t think you can handle yourself, it’s just for backup.” I’m overwhelmed that they’re willing to come with me. It’s sweet and noble and generous. Nodding my head, “that’s really sweet of you, but if you’re busy..” I let the sentence fade out. “We’ve got your back baby girl”, Mick kisses my forehead and heads out to the garage, followed by Grey. I holler after them, “We leave at one!”.

  I spend the next four hours on the phone attempting to contact the unpaid accounts. I made contact with eight of them and they agreed to send payments. I made a mental note to work on a credit card company for instant payment processing. No one uses cash or checks anymore.

  At promptly one pm I find my guys waiting out front. I’m wearing my beat up jeans, my black boots, a long sleeved black turtleneck and my denim jacket. I debated what to wear. Once upon a time I would have dressed up once in a designer suit or dress and hosiery with heels, but I’m done conforming to what David wanted me to be. I like riding bitch and it is infinitely more comfortable in jeans.

  Grey hands me the helmet and I climb on Lola’s back. I feel a little bit like we’re going to war, but I know my guys have my six and I feel pretty confident. In my head I play through all the possible scenarios, like I always do before every meeting. I want to be prepared, no matter what they throw at me. I imagine that they decline my offer and I pull the plug on Excelsior. Of course I am hoping they hand me a check and I leave, but that would be too easy.

  They don’t keep me waiting long, and, surprise, surprise, David is sitting at the end of the conference table flanked by Junior and Senior Harris. I sit at the far end, flanked by my big sexy bikers. Before any of them speak I start that conversation. “I hope you didn’t think this was a negotiation. The contract is quite clear.” David spoke from the other end of the table “Jocelynn, I know that I hurt you and for that I am infinitely sorry, but striking out like this, at me, at Zimmerman, isn’t going to make you feel better.” He crossed his arms over his chest, “and I’m not sure if I should be nervous or flattered that you felt you needed to have thugs come with you.”

  I started to giggle and snorted loudly. “Do you really think was this is about? It’s just business, David. Nothing personal.” I ignored his comment about my guys and looked at my watch, “you have three minutes before my deadline is up. Does this mean that I am going to have to repossess Excelsior?”

  Junior chimed in “Jocelynn, Joss, you need to…” I put my hand up halting his speech, “Tick fucking tock, Junior. Again, this is not a negotiation. I imagine that if we have to take this to court, it could cost Zim several million dollars in legal fees, and eventually you will lose Excelsior. Junior and Senior will be the only ones that win. Two minutes.” David slapped the table, both of my guys leaned forward and towards me protectively. My ovaries ignited and I wondered if there would be a celebratory bathroom threeway? “Dammit Joss, You think I have that kind of money sitting around?” “Of course you don’t, but you have a line of credit. Would you like me to tell you how much and at which financial institutions?” I looked at my watch again. David was more angry than I have ever seen him.

  Senior cleared this throat nervously again, “Perhaps” I stopped him again with my open palm in his pinched weasel face. “One minute. By the way, I am expecting my personal effect from the house and also my severance check.” Senor pushed a white legal sized envelope towards me and I handed it to Grey without opening it. He slipped it into the inside pocket of his jacket. No one moved a muscle. It was like high noon at the OK Corral. I looked at my watch again and stood. “Well then, i guess I’ll access the remote server and crash my software.”

  I didn’t even make it two steps towards the door when David’s waterglass came flying over my head and smashed into wall over my head. Shattered crystal, ice and water flew everywhere. “You fucking cunt”, he screamed. I turned around to face him. I grabbed both Mick and Grey’s hands to hold them back from getting roped into his tantrum. I refused to play into his hand. “Not helping your cause David. Excelsior keeps Zim running smoothly. Without it you’ll be writing orders on paper and mailing them to the warehouse. It’s your call.”

  He pulled an envelope out of his pocket and wadded it up, and threw it in my general direction. “Take it, take you fucking boring ass workaholic bitch. You are a fucking ice queen. You will never work in this fucking town again, you crazy ass cunt. I will fucking ruin you.” Grey laughed at his tirade, and in is deep, no-nonsense way, he advised “I guaran-God-damn-tee ya that Joss is the opposite of an ice queen. I’m also advising you right now to sit your ass down and be a little more respectful of our woman.”

  Yet again, Senior cleared his throat loudly. “We have the bill of sale for Excelsior prepared. David and you will both need to sign it.” I stood tall and smiled like a lady. I know I was being petty but I was just over this bullshit and wanted it to end. “David will need to hand me the check like a gentleman or the deal is off.” “Fuck you”, he hissed, “take it or leave it.” Mick stood up and took my hand. “OK, I guess I leave it. Come on baby, I have a server to crash.” “WAIT!”, Junior leaned over and whispered into David’s ear.

  I could see steam pouring off of him, as he walked down to the other end of the long conference table, where I was sitting and picked up the check from the plush oriental carpet. He smoothed it out carefully on the table, and set it in my hands gently. I opened the envelope and read the contract slowly, savoring every single word. My guys stood behind me, glaring at my ex and ensuring that nothing else came flying in my direction. I held my hand out and Junior handed me a pen with a grateful sigh. I signed it with flourish and pushed it back towards David. He signed it as well.

  I stood up and held my hand out to Junior and then to Senior. They knew when they were defeated but still shook my hand. I walked to the head of the table and stared down David. He turned away from me, like a petulant child. I shrugged and turned, walking out of the room with nearly one million dollars with an added bonus of belonging to these two guys.

  Mick whispered to me, “Maybe you should cash these checks quick, before they change their minds” I snorted and nodded.. I stood between them at the elevator, in the middle, arm in arm. I reached up and kissed Grey and did the same for Mick. “Thank you both for being here for me. After a quick stop at the bank, I want to take you both out to dinner, some place with big ass steaks and cold beer. Then maybe we can do that thing in the kitchen again, like that one time, remember when you fucked me unconscious?” Grey laughed and Mick kissed my neck.

  After a qu
ick trip to the bank and to pick up a new phone, we hit the Brazilian Steakhouse for a the best meal ever, followed by the best parking ramp, pick up truck, celebratory three way ever. As we were leaving we passed two police cruisers, who were probably called due to my orgasmic screams echoing through the parking structure. Life is good.

  I woke up the next morning early, and wiggled my way out from under the tattooed arms that were wrapped around my waist like a vice. I had big plans for the day and couldn’t wait to get a jump on things. I already had waffles and sausage started when I heard the showers running upstairs. The coffee was poured and the table was set.

  “Something smells good”, Mick yelled down the stairs, before they both came thundering down. “Sit, before it gets cold.” Grey kissed me neck on one side and Mick on the other. “Pass the syrup, babe”. “Guys, do you mind if I borrow the truck for a little while today? I have a few errands to run. I guess I should look for a car too. Maybe an SUV?” Grey passed me the keys, “do you mind stopping at the parts store and picking up our order? Saves me a trip in later”. “No problem. I’ll be back after lunch.”