Sin and Desire (52 page)

“So,” Ethan says as he turns to me, “what are you doing next weekend?”

I laugh aloud while my mind actually races to figure out what my plans are.

“I don’t know yet, but if you want me for another party, you better rethink the dress code.” James looks at me, quizzically. “I barely got a rise out of your guests tonight and I have perfect breasts. I think full nude might work better next time.”

The Billionaire in the Library – Sam

Anna pushed her copy of
Wuthering Heights
back into the shelf, and sighed to herself. This wasn’t quite how she’d imagined her life panning out. Well, it wasn’t that she was unhappy to be working at the library, a job she’d trained for and wanted for years. No, her career was good—great, even. But she couldn’t help but wonder if she was missing out on the romance side of things. And by romance, she meant sex.

Whether she was flicking through Jilly Cooper or Laurel K. Hamilton, Anna had always loved the chance to delve into a bit of romance. When the library was quiet—as it was now—she would spend hours with her feet up on the desk, reading book after book of sexy, dirty love-making. And it wasn’t like she had fooled herself into thinking that something like that would ever happen to her—or anyone, really—but it would have been nice to have been given the opportunity.

Anna was far from a virgin, but she’d never really had the chance to explore her sexuality in any meaningful way. In between a buzzing social life with her friends, a couple of short-term boyfriends who’d flitted out of the picture pretty quickly, and her job, the chance to really get to know someone and share some seriously hot and heavy times with them was pretty much out of her reach. But, she supposed, that was the way it went—we didn’t always get exactly what we wanted, and she was sure that she would find someone eventually. After all, she was only twenty-six, and there were plenty more years of nervous one-night stands and flirting across the bar before she had any intention of settling down. If she settled down at all.

Gathering a pile of books to take home with her, as she did every week, Anna walked through to the staff room. She was the last member of staff left in the library, as Jason had cut off a little early to pick up his daughter from ballet class and Polly had gone off sick in the middle of the day. Anna didn’t mind having the place to herself, especially when it was a quiet night like this one- it gave her time to read, and think, and wander through the rows of books, figuring out what she was going to read next, which was one of her favorite pastimes.

Picking up her bag and dumping the books inside, she caught sight of herself in the mirror that hung on the back of the door. Smoothing down her long pencil skirt, she took a moment to fix her hair and dab at her make-up. Just because no-one would see her didn’t mean she couldn’t look nice. And she was proud of the way she looked—she had worked hard to maintain a figure that she was happy with, a glimpse of long, slim leg under her skirt attesting to that. And, with long, chocolate-brown hair that fell to her small but pert breasts, she knew that she might not be everyone’s dream girl, but that she was someone’s fantasy. And that made her happy.

Swinging her bag over her shoulder and grabbing her coat, Anna picked up the keys from the break room table and prepared to lock up. She was glad it was a quiet night, so she didn’t have to clear any wayward visitors from the aisles before she closed up for the evening.

She could have kicked herself as soon as she thought it. She heard the doors open and a couple of male voices, loud, excited, and chattering as they made their way through the library and towards her front desk. Sighing in annoyance, Anna pulled off her jacket and sat back down, plastering a grin on her face and promising herself that she would make this quick. There was no reason for anyone to hang around a library this late for that long. Then, she saw them.

Usually, in these kinds of situations, there was a clear preference as to who Anna would aim the majority of her flirting at. But here, with these two men, she had no idea who she wanted more. On the right was a man only a couple of inches taller than her, with sandy blonde hair, a lopsided grin, and scuffed shoes that still somehow looked expensive. The other man was a taller, with a strong, handsome face that spoke to years of good breeding, messy dark hair, and green eyes that seemed to cut right into her.

Reaching out a hand, he leant over the desk and spoke. “Hello…” He peered in at her name tag. “Anna. I’m Sam and this is Ethan. We’re looking to invest in this library, and we were told that you would be the one to come to if we wanted a quick tour of the premises.”

Sam? Ethan? Anna’s mind raced as she tried to place the names. Yes, of course—these were the guys who were going to throw a bunch of money at the library and create a few more jobs and a whole lot more books. It made sense that they would be here now, but Anna couldn’t help wishing that she’d been given a little more notice.

Anna reached out to shake his hand. Sam had a firm grasp, and Anna’s eyes darted between the two men in front of her as they shook. They both looked slightly mischievous, as if they knew something she didn’t. Well, Anna thought, two could play at that game. Or, indeed, three. She decided that she was going to flirt herself silly, and see if she couldn’t hook up with one of these gorgeously handsome donors. After all, these were the famous billionaire buddies—the kind of men who were covered in every magazine feature in the city for their hard partying, womanizing ways. You couldn’t get much more romance novel than that. And she would be damned if she was going to pass that one up.

“Of course,” Anna replied smoothly, dropping her back and stepping out from behind the desk, “If you’d like to follow me, I’ll show you around the main areas of the library.”

Anna gestured for them to follow, and they exchanged an unreadable look as she did so. Was there a little tension in the air, or was she imagining it? Whatever it was, she couldn’t figure out who it was from, so she brushed it to the back of her mind and carried on.

“Here, we have the children’s section, with a small play area that would, of course, be expanded by your contributions,” Anna explained, nodding towards two colorful blocks and foam shapes as they passed by.

“I think me and Sam were a little more interested in the … adult sections of the library.” Ethan’s voice came from behind her, and she turned around to look at him. There was a flash of playfulness in his eyes, and then it was gone; back to business-like seriousness.

“Of course. Let me show you our reading area for adult contemporary works. It’s my favorite part of the whole building.” She was telling the truth—many a long afternoon had been wiled away, flicking through the modern classics in the comfortable chairs and sofas. They strolled through the library in silence, but Anna was all too aware of the fact that she was being stared at as she walked, feeling two pairs of eyes boring into her. Was this some kind of test from corporate? Or were these guys actually attracted to her? She couldn’t figure it out. They finally reached the reading area, and Anna plopped herself down on her favorite seat.

“Here we are, gentlemen. Why don’t you take a seat and I’ll try to answer any other questions you might have about our library?”

Sam and Ethan took their places on the seats opposite hers, and Anna took a second to admire them once again. Those chiseled good looks, those strong jawlines, those glinting eyes… they could be brothers, if you squinted hard enough. Internally shaking herself, she adjusted her posture, trying to look professional.

“Well, I think Sam and I would like to get to know the staff of this place a little better,” Ethan grinned warmly at me.

“Of course, what would you like to know?” Anna presumed that they were going to ask about working hours, and extra staff.

“What kind of books do you like to read, Anna?”

The question caught her off-guard. “Oh… um… I suppose I really enjoy romance novels.”

The two men exchanged a look, then Sam spoke.

“So, stories about handsome men sweeping innocent young women off their feet and riding away into the sunset together?”

Anna snorted. “Please, I do prefer something a little more complex than that. I’m not completely lily-livered. I like a bit of conflict, something that genuinely makes you root for the leading lady.”

“So, what is it you do like about that particular genre?” Ethan leaned forward, interested.

“I suppose I like the”—Anna couldn’t believe she was about to say this, but here went nothing—“eroticism of it? The idea of some worldly man sweeping a beautiful girl into a world the likes of which she’s never seen before.”

Ethan raised one eyebrow at her. “Yes, I think I can understand that. A couple of handsome men sweep into the life of a beautiful young woman, and shake up everything she’s ever known.”

“Sounds familiar,” intoned Sam.

Anna’s heart leapt into her mouth; were they saying that she didn’t have to choose between them? Were they offering her the chance to … have them both? She decided to test the waters a little further, careful not to give away the heat suddenly building between her legs.

“Yes, I suppose, for a lot of readers, it’s the idea of the corruption of the innocent; that some previously perfect and naïve woman is made into a truly sexual being by a couple of rich, handsome men.”

Sam shifted in his seat, leaning towards Anna. “And is that something that you think applies to real life?”

“I think it’s clearly just fantasy for most people, because the chance to explore that kind of thing rarely—if ever—arises for the majority of readers,” Anna replied, feeling her pulse quicken in her veins.

“But do you think it’s something readers might want to explore, if they had the opportunity?” Ethan responded, his face still unreadably cool.

Anna’s voice had all but vanished into a hoarse whisper. “I know that I would love to try it out.”

And with that, the floodgates were open. As if they were moving with one mind, Ethan and Sam leaned forward and pulled Anna onto the couch they were sharing, so she was between them. Sam’s mouth soon found Anna’s, while Ethan’s hands skimmed over her stomach and his lips pressed against her neck. She could barely process what was going on, except for the raging arousal pulsing through her entire body. These two men wanted her; they wanted her here and now, in the library, on these seats, and they weren’t being shy about it. The sensation of four hands and two sets of lips on her was enough to make her head spin uncontrollably, the knowledge that these two gorgeous men wanted her, and only her, so much that they couldn’t contain themselves. This truly was the stuff of her romance novels, and she wasn’t about to pass up the opportunity to enjoy every second of it.

They rolled off the couch and onto the floor, all three of them, as Anna moved her attentions from Sam to Ethan. It wasn’t as if she hadn’t had a one-night stand before this, but she’d never been with two guys at the same time. As Ethan’s tongue gently caressed her own, she shivered, feeling the sensation go all the way down to her clit. Frantic, she pulled at her skirt, yanking her panties aside and drawing circles around her clit with her finger. She moaned, loudly, the sound reverberating through all three of them.

Sam gently pushed her hand away, replacing it with his own, as Ethan deftly unbuttoned her shirt and pushed it down her shoulders, revealing her breasts, which were held up in a soft lace bra. Sam’s fingers gently and expertly stimulated her pussy, caressing her outer lips and using his thumb to stroke her clit. Her slit was crying out for attention, and she felt Sam push his index finger inside her just as Ethan lowered his mouth to her nipple. The feeling was overwhelming; so much so that she almost came then and there. Sam leant in to kiss her, and murmured against her mouth as he did so.

“Don’t come yet. I want you dripping wet for when I fuck you.”

She shuddered, letting out a gasp as his mouth covered hers and his tongue pushed past her lips. Ethan had switched his attention to the other nipple now, nibbling and sucking and running his tongue along the erect peaks. Anna’s hips desperately pushed forward against Sam, keen for some relief, as his thumb continued to stroke her clit in infuriatingly gentle circles. The feeling of these two men paying her this much attention, wanting her and desiring her and stimulating every single erogenous zone she could think of, was an unbelievable turn-on. And to think, she’d always avoided the ménage-a-trois romances up till now. She had a feeling she was going to be reading a lot of them after this. That is, of course, if she wasn’t writing them herself. The thought made her giggle, but the sound was soon replaced by a groan as Sam pushed another finger inside of her sopping pussy. She gritted her teeth as he pulled away from her mouth, watching her face intently. She was determined not to come until he was inside of her. But she wanted it right now, and the both of them were taking their sweet time with getting there.

Desperate to move things along, Anna slid her hands across the two men who were pleasuring her, finding a pair of very generous erections under her palms. Gripping them as best she could through the fabric of their smart trousers, she felt a little more in control as both Sam and Ethan paused in their endeavors and lifted their heads to focus on the sensation. Anna had never felt more powerful in her whole life, and she loved it.

“Fuck me, now?”

The three words from Anna’s mouth were apparently all the convincing the two men needed, as Sam pulled her hips back so she was balancing on all fours. She heard the rip of a condom wrapper as Sam sheathed himself, and she wriggled her hips in anticipation. She had never wanted to feel a man inside of her as much as she did right now. Her body was responsive in ways she had never felt it before; every nerve ending alight, every breath tearing out of her lungs so hard it was almost painful. She shuddered with excitement as she felt Sam position himself at the entrance to her pussy. But then he paused for a moment.