Time to Play (20 page)

Callum
promised his friend then watched
him leave going back to his bedroom. He finished his beer then opened the door
to his friend’s room. Simone was curled up against Cole. They looked so
peaceful together.

Walking to his own room, he lay on his large empty bed. He played
through his mind little flashes of his life. The women he’d taken. He
remembered most of them. Their faces as they climaxed. Each new face and
experience made him smile.

He lay down and thought of the other
women. Then when he rolled over, he realised his bed was still empty, and
besides the two people in the other room, no one else would care if he died.

His life was a success, and yet, he
was lonely.

Chapter Sixteen

The days flew by.
Callum
left for work most days before Cole and Simone had
even woken up. Cole had taken the time to explain to her what had happened.
They’d spent a great deal of time talking the following morning after
Callum
and Cole had shared her. Simone knew
Callum
was avoiding her. He would arrive home late and
leave her and Cole alone in his bedroom.

She’d been at their apartment for
over a month before she decided to go and get some more of her things from her
apartment. Cole was with her like always. He’d employed himself as her personal
bodyguard. She loved being around him and couldn’t complain. He was fun,
exciting, and knew how to do wicked things with his tongue that had her screaming
with pleasure.

When Cole wasn’t distracting her or
she was thinking about
Callum’s
lack of interest, she
continued to find an anomaly in her files. She’d been through over one hundred
files and still no evidence of theft or fraud. Her brother, Daniel, had also
taken to phoning her throughout the day. Her mother stayed in touch via
telephone. Helen had gone abroad when her parents’ separation did another round
in the papers.

Malcolm had yet to get in touch. The
moment her picture was on the front page with Cole and
Callum
,
he’d stopped trying to get in touch with her. The lease on her apartment was
renewed, which surprised her. Simone thought her father would have tried to get
rid of her.

Simone was sat on the couch eating a
bowl of cereal when
Callum
walked through the door.
Cole was in bed sleeping. She was hungry from being fucked twice, and she needed
to eat. He saw her on the couch and paused. She felt the awkwardness between
them.

“I didn’t think you’d be awake,” he
said.

“I know you didn’t. I’m hungry, and
you’ve been avoiding me. I wasn’t expecting you home.” She got off the couch
then passed him to go to the kitchen. “I’m finished. I’ll disappear out of your
life.”

She didn’t know why she was angry.
Seeing the way he was guarded around her had set her off. She was angry, pissed
off, and fed up. All three emotions combined made for a very cranky woman.

“You don’t have to leave on my
account,” he said, following up behind her.

“No? You could have fooled me.” She
put the carton of orange juice back in the fridge then glared at him. “I just
want to remind you that you were the one who approached me in the bar. Not the
other way around. You share women, and I gave myself to both of you, and yet
you’re freaking out by it. I don’t get you.”

“Cole wants forever with you.”

Simone glanced down at her glass. She wanted forever with him, too.

“You want it as well.”

She didn’t argue. “I will never come between two friends.”

“What?”

“When we find the person responsible for taking money from you then I’ll
pack my bags and walk. I’ll never ruin your friendship,
Callum
.
I’m a lot of things, but ruining someone else’s life is not in my MO. Never has
been.”

“You mean to tell me, you’d walk away because I asked you to.”

She nodded her head. It would kill her to. She cared about Cole very
much. If she was honest with herself she cared about
Callum
as well. They were two unusual men. She liked them a lot.

He took the glass from her. “I’d never upset Cole. He wants you.”

“You’re his friend. He’ll want you more.”

Callum
pressed her against the fridge, his
touch setting her body aflame even though Cole had brought her to orgasm twice
already.

“I can smell him on you.”

“We fucked earlier.”

“I wondered how long it would be for you to take her again,” Cole said.

They both turned to the other man. He looked like he’d only just woken
up.

“She’s far too tempting for anyone to deny,”
Callum
said.

She loved when they talked over her like she wasn’t there.

“Then take her. She wants you to. Tell him what you want, baby.”

“I want you to fuck my pussy until I’m screaming for more,” she said,
seeing the lightning flash in his eyes.

“I need a condom.”

She turned to Cole, who had a foil packet between his fingers.
Callum
took the foil then fumbled with his pants. She
stayed by the fridge as he pressed the latex over his thick shaft.

He lifted her up, and she wrapped her legs around his waist.
Callum
pressed the tip of his cock to her entrance then
rammed inside her, bumping her cervix as he went to the hilt.

They both cried out together.

“Fuck, I’ve missed you.”
Callum
slammed his
lips down on hers while his cock pressed inside her body. The viciousness of
his claiming made her moan.

Over
Callum’s
shoulder she saw Cole fisting
his own length while
Callum
fucked her against the
fridge.

She tugged on the fine hairs at
Callum’s
nape, pulling his head away.

“Suck my tits,” she said, pushing
her shirt down to expose her large breasts.

His speed increased sending her
harder against the cool metal at her back. She cried out wondering if the
fridge would have a dent from his crazed thrusts.

“I need more,” he said, ramming
home.

Simone licked her fingers then
pressed the tips to her clit, playing with her nub. Her pussy tightened
further. She felt his impalement thicken harder.

A whimper escaped, and his grip went
to the cheeks of her ass.

“It’s not enough.”

He pulled out of her, turning her to
face Cole. “Suck his cock until he comes in your mouth. I want you to swallow
every drop and then lick his dick clean.”

Callum
pressed on her back until she was
bent over while standing. Cole sank his fingers into the length her hair then
Callum
thrust inside her.

She reached out, gripping Cole’s
legs to stop
herself
from toppling over. The rough
thrusts were something to be reckoned with. She held on as Cole fed his cock
between her lips.

Simone sucked him feeling
Callum
slap her ass.

“Take it. Take it all.” They rode
her body together. Even though their touches were hard and at times rough, they
still handled her with care. It was such an odd feeling, being manhandled by
two men and yet cared for.

Cole stroked her face, tapping her
chin to let her know he was about to orgasm. Simone prepared for his release.
The first spurt hit the back of her throat. She had no choice but to begin
swallowing.

Callum’s
spanks grew harder. She heard the
sound of his body smacking hers. A moan escaped her, and a growl came from him.
His cock jerked inside her. The hands on her hips were bruising. She didn’t
need to look in order to know there would be finger point bruises on her body
for several days to come.

He pulled away, and she collapsed on
the floor. Cole caught her before she hit the hard wooden floor. “I’ve got
you.” Cole held her close. “Don’t ever behave like that again,” Cole said.

She knew he was talking to
Callum
.

“You were right. She is different,
and I’m tired of being alone.”

Simone didn’t understand what they
meant by the words. She closed her eyes enjoying the feel of them holding her.

****

One week later

“Why are you taking a sudden
interest in my life?” she asked, munching on a sandwich. It was lunchtime, and
both
Callum
and Cole were working out in their gym.

“You’re my little sister. I care
about you and want to make sure those men are taking care of you,” Daniel said,
over the line.

They’re more than looking after me. They take care of every urge I
possess.

“They do their best. Where are you?
You sound like you’re walking.” She opened a file, checking her signature and
then looking over the numbers.

“I’m paying a surprise visit to
someone.
Nothing for you to worry about.”

“Is there a lady involved?”

“Nope.”

“Daniel, you need to find a woman
and get your own love life,” she said, flipping over the page to scan the other
documents.

“Why do I need one when I’m happy
meddling in yours?”

“Bastard.
Surely, like every man you have
needs you have to fill. Find a woman and settle down. Have a few kids.”

“Yeah, look what happened to our
parents. Mom has not even looked at another guy.”

She heard the sound of an engine
turning over. “If you’re about to drive then you better hang up. I’m not having
you talk and drive. It is dangerous.”

“I liked you better when you weren’t
dating Gallagher and Turner.”

Simone smiled. “Think what you
like.”

“I wonder what Dad will say.”

She sighed. “He hasn’t been in
touch. I’m glad. It means I don’t have to deal with a demanding parent.”

“Mom will want to meet them.”

Rolling her eyes, she saw Cole walking into the room followed by a very
sweaty
Callum
.

“I’ve got to go. Both men have just come to get me. Chat soon.”

She hung up the phone before her brother could stop her.

“Anything interesting?”
Callum
asked, pointing to her cell phone.

“My brother doing his routine check up.”

“What do you two have in common?” Cole asked, leaning down to kiss her
neck.

“We both loathe our father. We both came to the conclusion when we were
growing up that Malcolm
Allusifa
is the spawn of
Satan.”

Callum
chuckled. “I don’t think you’re
wrong there.”

“It must hurt to think that about your parent. Malcolm may be a bastard,
but he’s still your father,” Cole said, reaching down to cup her breast.

“He was nothing more than a glorified sperm donor. There is nothing
inside even close to being parental.”

Cole cupped her cheek. “Then we’ve got you all to ourselves.” He claimed
her lips.

Simone pulled away on a giggle. Turning back to her desk she went
through more of the file. Cole remained at her back, playing with her hair.

“Do you think we should go out tonight?”
Callum
asked. “I need to be seen with my woman again. The press will have a field day
if I go alone.”

“I don’t want to go out. If we go out then we have to act all
conventional. I want to touch Cole as well as you,” she said, pouting.

Cole laughed. “I’ll account for every touch and kiss. You can make it up
to me in more interesting ways,” he said.

Simone laughed with him, gazing down at the sheet. She frowned looking
at the piece of paper. Picking up the paper, she held the page to the light
seeing none of the watermarks from the office supplies on the paper.

“What’s up?”
Callum
asked.

“This is not my signature, and the paper is not from my office.” She
glanced at the figures seeing a withdrawal of a sum that made her gasp. “This
is not right. I don’t understand. Someone should have noticed this. It is so
obvious.”

She flicked through the file seeing the correct date with alternate
figures. The doorbell rang interrupting her.

Callum
left to answer while Cole leaned
over her. He was watching her make quick calculations and then holding several
sheets up to the light.

“These are what we’ve been looking for,” she said. “Someone has tried to
forge my signature. You see how they have not curled the ‘f’ in my name. I curl
mine.” She signed her signature on a piece of spare paper for Cole to look at.