The driver hit the brakes of the Limousine, halting the car right in front of Hôtel Le Grand, the venue of Miantech's Awards dinner. It was a company owned by an ally of my boss. And glancing at my silver watch, I could see that we were already an hour late. Fuck! I muttered under my breath, low enough for my boss not to hear me. Even though I'd gotten rid of my good-girl lifestyle, I still hated tardiness with everything in me. The lead black car parked before us, and the black car parked behind us had two bodyguards in it, all working for him.
I smoothed my short black dress as his chauffeur pulled open the Limo door for him to come out. We'd been stuck in traffic for almost two freaking hours. And I could have lost my fucking mind if the traffic had held us up longer than it did. I was still figuring out how he'd managed to stay calm through the entire thing. Such a fucking strange man, I thought.
One minute, he was irritable, fuming, and yelling at the slightest mistake of his staff. And the next minute, he was as calm as a turtle, acting as if there were no violent bones in his body.
He stepped out of the Limo, adjusting his black tux, a move that could make just any woman wet. Including me. Especially me. And fuck me if he wasn't the vision of gorgeousness, opulence, lust. A tall, sexy figure with lean muscles and dashing, slicked-back dark brown hair. He'd made it to all the top hottest billionaires lists in New York City, and was easily the most desirable bachelor in the whole of the city. Damn! This man was a fucking god in human form. And way out of my league. Even my upgraded closet couldn't land me a spot on his fuck list (if he had one). I was just the assistant whose job was to do as she was told.
I stepped out of the car, too. Daniel Trent's bodyguards were already out, waiting to walk into the hotel with us. A smile expanded his lips as he glanced at the hotel's entrance ahead, which was manned by two hefty men in black. Damn. It would be nice to fuck men as huge as those. I'd add two more numbers to my list of fucked strangers. But it was a pipe fantasy. Daniel didn't bring me here to get distracted. The bad girl in me was just rearing her head. Since my ex-boyfriend fucked his neighbor and crushed my heart, I'd been on a fucking spree, striping myself of the good-girl lifestyle I had lived while dating him.
I trailed behind Daniel, my ankle-strap heels clicking against the concrete of the drop-off area. The night was still young with few visible stars in the indigo sky above. People greeted him as he walked towards the entrance, his bodyguards following us.
I watched as lustful and envious eyes followed him into the hotel. It was hard for him to pass by without attracting attention. Sometimes, I wondered if he had a permanent woman in his life or just fuck buddies. And what this woman or these fuck buddies looked like. It was hard to figure out his type. I'd never caught him paying extra attention to any woman. Or maybe he was just very secretive about it because it was known to the whole world that he was straight. At least, that was what he'd said during several interviews when asked about his sexuality.
I slowed my steps to avoid tripping and embarrassing myself in front of him and everyone present. Daniel glanced around the hotel's lobby, probably looking for a sign to point him in the direction of where the event was going on. I patted my blonde hair, which was styled in a messy bun, and tugged at the hem of my dress, smoothing it again. Before leaving my apartment, I'd stared into my vanity mirror ten times. I just couldn't afford to look anything less than hot for an event such as this.
A lady wearing a navy blue suit with matching pants came our way. And with a champagne-colored silk scarf around her neck, she had an aura of elegance and a soft look on her face. There was a gleam of excitement in her eyes. Something I recognized from women who usually drooled over Daniel whenever they saw him. The bodyguards restrained her as she inched closer to him. She got the hint and didn't move any further.
"Welcome to Hôtel Le Grand, Mr. Trent," she said, unable to conceal her excitement at seeing Daniel. She was totally eye-fucking him. Sick bitch. Did she have to be so obvious?
"I'm Mira, one of the ushers for Miantech's Awards dinner. I'm delighted to see you. I'm here to guide you to where the event is taking place," she continued. Her lustful eyes and body language were pissing me off. And trust Daniel to treat her with his usual indifference. He was going through his phone, replying to her without looking up at her. Not even once.
"The Dinner is taking place on the second floor, in the hotel's Amber hall. Please, follow me. I'll lead you there," she said still showing the entire world that she was a fucking slut, that she wanted to fuck Daniel on the spot.
He, his bodyguards, and I followed her as she led us towards the elevator. Pressing a button, the elevator door split open while we walked in. I loved how the bodyguards stood between her and Daniel, guarding him jealously. Mira was supposed to focus on her fucking job instead trying to throw herself at him, Fuck her!
As the elevator let out a whirring sound, I tried not to look at Daniel or show Mira my disdain for her sheepish smile at him. Finally, it stopped and dinged open, ushering us into the Amber hall where the Dinner was going on. There were escort cards for the invited guests on a table nearby.
Soft silver lights illuminated the large Amber hall. My eyes rested on the round tables adorned with white linens and the gorgeous centerpieces on them. With the bodyguards moving to the perimeter and blending with staff, Mira led Daniel and me to a table, which had a place card showing his name. It wasn't surprising that my name was missing from the table. I mean, who the fuck was I anyway? I forced back a sigh.
The only other name on the table was that of his step-sister, Olivia. She was one of the major shareholders in Daniel's company. She also ran one of the biggest insurance companies in New York City. Daniel pulled back his chair and sat down.
"I'll take you to your table," Mira said to me.
I nodded, letting out a fake smile. Just as I was about to follow her, I saw Olivia approaching the table. She was adorned in a skimpy black dress, her cleavage out for the world to see. I tried to hide my lust, but she was as sexy as fuck. The sexiest brunette I'd ever seen. Smiling, she pecked Daniel on the cheek as he rose to hug her. I imagined myself smashing my lips against her bloody red lips and sucking her tongue. I had the exact same red lipstick she was wearing.
"Hi Maddie," she said to me while Daniel pulled back her chair for her to sit. I smiled at her, replying with a "hi' as well. This was my second time seeing her. How could two rich siblings be this hot? They didn't even share the same blood. Olivia's mother was married to Daniel's father.
"Let's go to your table," Mina said, leading me away from the hot siblings to another section of the hall. I visualized fucking them both, taking Daniel's cock up my ass, and eating Olivia's cunt. It reminded me of Sienna, the first stranger I'd fucked. Biting my lip at the memory of fucking Sienna, I thought of the other strangers that had fucked my brains out, too. The random, rough-looking man I'd met at the same bar I'd met Sienna. And the four men that had jointly fucked me at an orgy I'd attended.
"Here's your seat," Mira said, stopping and pointing at a particular table, interrupting my dirty thoughts. And looking around me, this section was obviously for the staff of the VIP. At least, I could still catch a glimpse of Daniel and Olivia.
Pulling back a seat at the table, I sat down. There was another name card on the table, but it wasn't familiar. I listened intently to how gentle murmurs blended with bursts of laughter and the clinking of glasses. The stage was slightly elevated so that everyone could see properly, its backdrop showing the logo of Miantech. And on the stage was a man clad in a tux saying something, but I was too wet to pay attention.
A lady wrapped in a green dress joined me at the table. She was beautiful, but her light brown hair added an extra layer to her beauty. I guessed she was the owner of the other place card, as no other seat was at the table. And there was something familiar about her. But I couldn't put my finger on it.
"Hello," she said. She had the voice of a little girl.
I glanced at Daniel and Olivia once more and replied to her, "Hello."
"You don't work for Miantech, do you?" she said.
"No," I said with indifference. I was fucking wet from looking at Daniel and Olivia, so I wasn't particularly interested in striking up a conversation with her.
"Where do you work, then?" she said.
"Trentek. I work as Daniel Trent's personal assistant."
"Nice. That's good. You look somewhat familiar."
Her words drew my attention. So, I wasn't the only one who thought we'd met somewhere before.
"Really? You know, I was just thinking the same when you took your seat. Where do you work?"
"Brass Holdings, actually. My boss is a close friend of Miantech's CEO." She flashed me a smile, and suddenly I had a flashback of seeing her before. To make sure my mind wasn't playing tricks on me, I stared at her more intently. And my mind was certain. She was the one. Her pushed-up breasts, full lips, and blue eyes all said it. Fuck!
My stomach rumbled. It made my blood boil. I had caught her having sex with my boyfriend. She was Tristan's neighbor. My face would probably be as red as blood if I could see it now. I tried to calm my raging temper by pressing my fingers into my palm. The bitch had a fancy job, then? Screw it! I wanted to wipe that smile off her face.
"Are you alright?" she said.
Alright? Was she fucking kidding me?
"You fucked my boyfriend," I blurted out without thinking of the consequences. Her eyes bulged with surprise. I wasn't moved. There was no way I could forget that day I'd walked in on Tristan pounding her like his life depended on it. She'd given me a casual stare like she knew I was his girlfriend, like it didn't matter that she was fucking someone else's man.
"What are you talking about?" she said, still maintaining her look of surprise. If we weren't in such a public place, I would have dragged her by the hair.
"His name is Tristan. Tristan Thomas. You both lived in the same building. Or have you had so many sexual encounters that you can't remember them?"
"I beg your pardon," she said. "You can't talk to me like that; I have no idea who you are."
"You know what, fuck this." I knew it was her. I bet she was trying to portray me as insane. I sprang to my feet, picked up my handbag, and headed for the restroom. Fuck her and fuck Tristan.
***
I gazed into the restroom's mirror, the look of rage evident in my eyes. It was bad enough that the bitch had fucked my boyfriend, her denial was worse than anything I could think of. Fuck her. And if Daniel weren't paying me the fat salary that hit my account every month, I would have caused a scene out there. I sighed. And there was no way I'd go back to sit with that fucking slut. I'd rather stay here and wait for the event to end. Fuck it!
Suddenly, an image appeared inside the mirror, freezing me in my tracks. Olivia. Her eyes ran through my entire body, intensely and greedily. The restroom began to feel a bit suffocating. Was I imagining her?
"I saw you pick your bag up and exit your table," she said, her voice soft. "You didn't look too happy, and so, I figured that something was wrong."
I didn't turn to look at her actual body. I kept gazing at her image in the mirror.
"Umm, it's nothing," I said. "I didn't think you could see me from where you and Daniel sat."
"Well, you were wrong, Maddie." She moved closer to me and tucked a loose strand of my blonde hair behind my ear. I flushed. Fuck, her hands were sending shivers down my spine. I wouldn't refuse if she asked to fuck me.
"It didn't look like nothing," she whispered into my ear. My fingers trembled against the vanity counter. "Plus, you look as mad as hell," she said. "Tell me, Maddie. What's the problem?"
I didn't want to talk about it, but the way her eyes roamed me through the mirror, I was tempted to speak.
"Well, the lady I was sitting with, she, umm..." I stalled, consumed with the aura of her presence. God! I desperately wanted to bite her lips.
"She what?" she said, urging me on.
"She fucked my boyfriend who's now my ex." Anger clawed at my heart again. "And worst of all, she pretended not to know what I was talking about."
"Fuck her then! But your boyfriend is a fool."
"That's funny because it feels like I'm the fool. He wasn't the one who got played. It was me," I said, studying her lust-consumed brown eyes. What did it mean? Was she fantasizing about us fucking, too?
"Still, he's a fool. What man would cheat on a woman as hot as you? I mean, you strike me as the kind of girl who can fuck anyone."
I shivered at her words while she bit her lips, causing my nipples to turn hard. Wetness brewing between my thighs.
"Well, it's all in the past now. But I won't sit with that lady. I'll stay here till dinner ends."
"No need for that. I'll tell the ushers to find you somewhere else to sit."
"Really?" My face brimmed with a smile. And fuck! She eye-fucked me so hard I was tempted to close the little gap between us, slam her against the wall, and bite her lips. But I restrained myself. I didn't want to lose my job.
"Thank you, Olivia," I said, sucking in a breath.
"You're welcome. And if I may add, your blonde hair looks sexier than the brown hair you used to have."
"Thank you," I said. Who knew self-restraint from fucking was such a torturous thing?
"Let's go back to the event," she said, and walked towards the exit of the restroom. I followed her. And as soon as we were around the tables again, she waved at an usher who hurried towards us. The usher was dressed in the same navy blue suit as Mira.
"I want you to get her a seat," she said to the usher. "An empty table, preferably."
I was elated at her care and kindness.
"Alright, ma'am," the usher said, and led me to an empty table while Olivia went back to sit with Daniel.
I made myself comfortable at the table; it wasn't as good as the original one, but it was far better than sitting with that whore. I tried my best to focus on the event, and not on the thought of that day when I'd caught Tristan fucking her.
About two hours later, after all the Awards had been presented, with food served and a closing remark made, the event came to an end. Now, I could go home in peace and sleep the entire experience away.
I rose to my feet and headed to Daniel and Olivia's table. When I got there, the two of them were already on their feet, chatting about a topic I was unfamiliar with.
"Oh, Maddison," he said, dipping his hand into the right pocket of his tux. "Have you booked a ride home?"
"Umm, no," I replied, shaking my head. I wanted to know if there was anything he wanted me to do before leaving.
"Don't," he said. "I'll take you home." His words surprised me.
He'd never offered to drive me home. Not even once. Even if I accompanied him to an event in his car, just like I did today, I usually booked a ride home after the event was over. Did Olivia have a hand in this?
"Olivia will be riding with us," he added, stunning me. What the fuck happened to the ride she came in? I let out a smile. I couldn't pretend that I wasn't elated that she would ride with us. There was such a magnetic and delicious feeling to being around her. Plus, I wasn't paid to ask questions.
***
As Daniel, Olivia, and I stepped out of Hôtel Le Grand, his bodyguards walked before us. The three of us got into the limo, Olivia sitting beside me. Just perfect, I thought to myself. I was squashed between the hottest stepsiblings in New York City. Fuck if I wasn't feeling as lucky as ever.
As the car steered off, I couldn't help but notice Olivia's eyes on my thighs. They lingered as though she were suppressing an intense hunger. And damn, it excited every inch of me and a silly idea came to my head. Carelessly, I traced my fingers over my own skin, giving it a light, playful stroke. I wanted to tease her, wanted to intensify whatever was going on in her head.
Now, I could sense her moving a little nearer to me. God! I was getting away with my stupid act. Her brown eyes told me she knew exactly what I was doing. She'd discovered that I was intentionally trying to woo her. The thought of it excited me.
"Are you alright, Maddison?" Daniel said, his voice piercing the dense silence from my opposite side.
"Umm, yes, I'm alright, Sir," I replied, wondering the reason for his question. Did he notice the moment that had just passed between Olivia and me?
Suddenly, Olivia's fingers slid up on my lips, surprising me and making me wonder what Daniel would say. But he was silent. The expression on his face was blank and unreadable.
Fire stirred in my veins at Olivia's tormenting and unrelenting touch. It was so good that I didn't know when I released a trembling breath.
Slowly and deliberately, her fingers moved over my skin now. And without warning, it moved to the space between my thighs. In response, my horny as fuck body caused me to open my legs a little more. To give her more room to do what she had in mind.
Then, it struck me that Daniel was staring intently at us. His face was still as blank as before. I was totally confused.
But consumed with the lust surging through me, I focused on how Olivia's fingers found their way into my panties. Now, her touch increased in intensity, and the pace became excruciatingly slow. It was then that I remembered that I was wearing a G-string. It had made it even easier for her to get in. She started gently massaging my clit's entrance.
Even though I rolled my eyes back, she continued to rub and massage. My body stiffened while my breath caught.
As she continued to rub and stroke, I unconsciously opened my legs more to give her greater access. I let out a moan and immediately covered my mouth. It bothered me that I was moaning in front of Daniel. Even though he was watching everything unfold, he was still my boss for fuck's sake.
Suddenly, Olivia pressed her lips against my ears and whispered, "Calm down." Her fingers kept working their magic, gliding over and massaging my pussy. "Don't you like it?" she whispered again.
I nodded and pulled my hands away from my mouth.
Now, she doubled her fingers into my pussy, accelerating her pace, and making me quiver.
"I'm getting bored, Olivia. Go a little harder," he said, shocking me and making me realize they'd planned this together. It explained why he'd offered to take me home, and why she'd decided to ride with us. The hottest siblings in New York wanted to fuck me. Fucking shit!
"Be patient, Danny boy. We've only just begun," she said with mischief dancing in her eyes.
"Don't call me that," he warned.
I'd never seen them relate this way with each other. I'd always known that they were more to them than meets the eye. But God was I grateful that they'd conjured this plan to fuck me in his Limo. Even the driver pretended not to know what was going on. They had certainly planned this all along.
As Olivia kept fingering me, my breath came in sharp gasps, shortened by the pleasure of Daniel watching us. She was good at this. And having people watch me getting fingered was another level of high for me. Even tequila couldn't get me this high.
Daniel took a deep breath, his lips slightly parted. His Adam's apple bobbed while he was unable to look away. I stared at him. Even though he didn't say anything, the way his eyes lingered was enough to tell me that he was excited. My body was now totally in Olivia's control, and my gentle groans filled the air.
"Play some music," Daniel told the driver.
The driver didn't think twice. 'Earned it' by the Weeknd filled the car.
He glanced at me through the rearview mirror. Like Daniel, he had a blank expression. I was right about him. He was in on it. God, Maddie! You're so fucked, I muttered under my breath.
I looked at Daniel once more, observing him as carefully as my horny body allowed me to. His fingers twitched at his sides as his jaw tightened. For a brief moment, his normally stoic mask broke. I could finally see the lust he was so desperately trying to hide.
"Okay, Danny boy. You can go at it, too." Olivia teased in a humorous tone.
He stared at me for a long time before averting his eyes and showing his usual sturdy expression. However, I was aware it was just a mask.
Olivia's other hand trailed upward, passing over my stomach and ending up on my cleavage. Just enough to reveal my round, full breasts. My body arched reflexively as I shivered beneath her touch.
Without warning, she gripped my fingers and ran them over the top of my breasts. I gasped in response, my body quivering a little. I could tell by looking at Daniel that he was still struggling to control himself. Suddenly, he balled his hands into fists on his lap, but his face stayed expressionless.
Finally, Olivia unclasped my bra, revealing my bare breasts. My hard, velvety nipples embraced the air. And almost immediately, she cupped one of my breasts and gave it a light squeeze. I moaned in pleasure. Her tongue flicked over my nipple as she sucked, nipped, and teased, her other hand still exploring my pussy.
Suddenly, Daniel's tongue grazed my other nipple, licking, and sucking as if he'd been starved for days. A moan burst through my mouth as he put two fingers into my wet pussy. Fuck! Now, I had four fingers in my pussy. Who would have ever imagined me splayed across the backseat of this Limo with the hottest siblings in New York finger fucking me?
"We're here, sir... ma'am," the driver said, interrupting Olivia and Daniel. They pulled away from me while I put on my bra and adjusted my dress.
"Finally," she said.
The driver wound down the window of the Limo, causing me to realize that we were at the Trentek building, and not at my house. The two cars carrying Daniel's bodyguards had stopped, too.
"I thought we were heading to my place."
"Well, you thought wrong, Maddie," Olivia said. One look at Daniel, and I realized that it was all part of their plan.
"What better place to fuck than Daniel's posh, luxurious office?" she said.
My clit throbbed. I was about to experience yet another sexual adventure with two people I'd been dreaming of fucking.
"Let's hurry," Daniel said. "You know I have a trip tomorrow. So, I need to get back home in time to get some rest."
The driver opened the car door, and Olivia adjusted my dress before she stepped out. Daniel and I followed suit. We entered the company building without any of the bodyguards following us.
Swiftly, we took the elevator to his office while I was pressed between the two of them. It was funny how they both acted like nothing had happened in the car, like they weren't about to fuck me. I couldn't wait to get my hands on Daniel's cock and Olivia's pussy.
Finally, the elevator stopped at the floor where his office was located. We made our way into Daniel's office with Olivia leading the way. He was right behind me. Olivia turned on the white recessed lights, illuminating the dark room.
Daniel walked past me, heading to the floor-to-ceiling windows in his office. He unbuckled himself, pulled down his pants to show only his boxers, and stared at me.
"Every time I see your junk, I'm totally amazed, Danny boy," Olivia said.
He flashed her a wicked look and gazed at me.
"Suck my dick. Maddison," he said in a commanding tone, gripping himself.
I couldn't suppress my shock at the enormous size of his dick, but the strange urge increased within me, curious about what he would taste like. Like the obedient assistant that I was, I hurried to where he stood and got on my knees.
Before I could start, he pushed my head down, and pressed my mouth against his dick. Without hesitation, I took him in, making sure the whole of my mouth was slave to his cock. My tongue and lips pleasured him effortlessly. He let out stiff moans. And then, a groan escaped his mouth when I pulled the tip of his cock from my throat. In the middle of it all, I felt Olivia's presence right behind me.
"I knew you were a bad girl, Maddie," Olivia said, giggling. It made me suck him with even more intensity. And he kept groaning. "I kept trying to convince Danny boy that you could give a good fuck, but he had his doubts. And now, see how he's moaning like a little bitch." She chuckled.
"Watch it, Olivia," he warned between moans. So, they'd been thinking, and talking about fucking me? They'd been watching me for a while now. My wet cunt dripped onto the floor.
And just as he was about to come, I pulled his cock from my mouth, letting his release spray across my face. Like a ravenous bitch, I licked it with greed, and swallowed as much of it as I could.
"Good girl," he muttered, fisting his cock. "Olivia was definitely right about you."
"Get up, Maddie," Olivia said, her tone commanding, almost just like his. Without thinking twice, I obeyed her.
But before I could stand properly on my feet, she slid a finger inside me from behind. I gasped, and felt my pussy watering even more. When my eyes caught Daniel's dick again, I noticed it was hard like it hadn't just been sucked. What a very bad boy, I thought. Now, Olivia pulled her fingers out from me, walked to where Daniel stood, and crouched before him.
"Watch carefully, Maddie," she said, gripping him, and putting his cock into her mouth. I watched with lips parted as she sucked and sucked her step-brother. This only meant one thing. They usually fucked each other. Holy shit!
Daniel grabbed her hair violently, moaning, and watching me.
"Yeah baby, suck my little monster like the fucking slut that you are," he said, letting out ragged breath.
My eyes didn't move from them until she swallowed him even better than I did. She rose to her feet and smashed her cock-sucking mouth against his lips. Then he fell on his knees, too, and raised her dress. Fuck! I was just realizing that she had no panties on. He stuck out his tongue and sucked her clit, producing hissing sounds and making my own clit throb.
"Yes, Danny. Go, Danny! Fuck! I love how you use your tongue," she said, rubbing his slicked-back dark brown hair. In a few minutes, he rose to his feet while she sucked in a breath.
"That was good, baby," she said, staring him in the eye.
Then, she turned and gave me a dirty smile.
"Your turn," she said to me.
Surprised, I watched both of them pull his desk until it rested against the glass windows. He swept everything on it to the ground. I'd never been more excited in my life.
"Come lie here, Maddison," Daniel commanded.
I moved to the desk and climbed on it. Those in the opposite building could see us, and those passing along the street could see us, too, if they looked up. I felt myself come alive in a way I never had at the thought of it.
"I want both of you to fuck me stupid," I said without thinking. My voice was needy, more of a plea than a request.
"Fuck, I never knew you were this naughty, Maddison," Daniel said, trailing his finger on my lap.
"Well, now you do," I said boldly.
Olivia chuckled.
"And now, Maddie, you're about to get your wish," she said, her face unable to contain her excitement.
Without hesitation, Daniel dragged my panties down and swirled the G-string between his fingers. Then he held them up to my nose to smell before throwing them away. Fuck! I was so turned on I could fuck the entire staff of Trentek.
Olivia dipped her head between my thighs, and ran her tongue along my clit, spreading the folds apart. I moaned breathily as she touched me.
She teased me further by flicking her tongue, making me gasp for air. I vibrated violently against her tongue, all the while humming.
"Uhm... yeah... yes, that way, "I said, a frantic whimper escaping my lips, only making her tongue-fuck me even more. I contorted uncontrollably as she intensified her sucking.
"Do you really want this, Maddie?" she asked, pulling her tongue away from my clit.
Without a heads-up, Daniel pounded into me. The feel of his enormous cock was painful and delicious at the same time. I screamed, almost losing my breath. He growled in pleasure.
Olivia focused on my breasts, pulling them from my bra once again. She sucked my nipples, the sensation exciting me. My eyes caught her hands under her dress, hand-fucking herself as she was sucking my tits. This was what I wanted, what I'd been fantasizing about for a long time now.
Daniel thrust his dick deeper into my pussy, stretching me silly. I screamed, the feeling of his big dick unbearable and sweet.
"Moan louder, slut." His deep voice clashed with the sound of slapping skin from his reckless thrusts. The pain his dick was causing my pussy intensified. It forced a tear from the corner of my eye.
"Fuck!" I cried out.
He palmed my hips harder, and said, "Damn, you're so fucking tight, Maddison."
His thrusts were becoming more agonizing. It was as if he planned to tear my pussy with his large cock. But who the fuck was I to complain? I was fucking grateful that he, and his step-sister were fucking me.
"Watch me, Maddie," Olivia said, her lips releasing my nipple. She showed me just how much she was fingering her clit, teasing herself with slow, deliberate strokes. I was so fucking close to coming. Daniel was pounding me way too hard, but I tried to focus on what she was doing to herself.
My gaze flickered toward the window, and we were pressed against the glass, completely lost in our own world. They didn't care who was watching or passing by, and neither did I.
And though Daniel was slamming me hard, my body was craving more. I watched Olivia moan while coming from finger-fucking herself. Damn it! She was as bad as they came. Suddenly, she rubbed my clit while Daniel pounded more violently.
"Fuck her harder, Danny boy," she said, chuckling wickedly. My legs trembled violently. I watched as their lips met and kissed.
Finally, I came on his cock, screaming like a little bitch. He pulled out of me and came on my stomach. My pussy still hurting from the thrusting of his fat dick.
"That was fucking good," he said to Olivia.
"Yeah, her pussy is fucking sweet," Olivia said. I flushed at their comments.
"Now, put on your clothes, Maddie, and leave my office immediately," Daniel said in the harshest way possible. I nodded and put on my clothes.
"Get yourself a cab when you step out of the building and shut the door behind you," he continued.
"And pretend this never happened," Olivia said, her face lacking its usual cheer.
I didn't dare to disobey. As I walked out of the office, I wondered what they intended to do. Were they planning to fuck each other? I would never know. The important thing was that I'd finally been fucked by the hottest siblings in New York city.