By: Ali Parker

Chapter 1


"Close the door."

The sexy guy I'd let Heather talk me into fucking for the night together had to be the biggest guy I'd ever followed home. Thick shoulders and a square jaw that meant business and control. His deep blue eyes moved across me as he tugged at his tie and winked at me.

"Come here, handsome." Heather stumbled toward him and laughed as he caught her and chuckled deep in his chest.

I closed the door and pressed my back to the wall right beside it. What the fuck was I doing? My wild college days were long gone and threesomes weren't exactly part of the real world from what I gathered.

The door behind me wasn't supposed to be the only one closed.

"You joining us?" He smiled at me as he pulled Heather's dress over her head.

"I don't know yet." I slipped my hands behind my back and let my eyes move across the thick muscle on his chest as Heather worked his shirt off of him. He had to be six-six and two hundred and fifty pounds. My stomach tightened at the thought of having such a masculine guy lord over me in the bed for the night.

It was all I wanted that I'd yet to find, and still, I couldn't force myself to step away from the wall. Fear held me in place, though I worked like hell to play it off. Control was tightly in my grasp, and it always had been. No one had ever kicked me off the top of the hill, nor would they. I wouldn't allow it.

"Alexis. Come on, you hooker." Heather turned toward me as the guy unclasped her bra and bent down to tug at her panties. She gave me a sexy smile and motioned for me to come closer. "Stop being a prude."

"I'm not." I shrugged nonchalantly. "I wanna see what we're playing with. See if it's worth my time."

He laughed again and turned his attention to Heather as he unbuckled his slacks and pushed them over his hips. "Get on your knees, pretty girl. Let's start the party out with seeing if you've bitten off more than you can chew."

"Fuck yes." Heather moved down and tugged his tight black briefs down.

My breath caught in my chest as she moved toward the ground, dragging his underwear down with her as she giggled hysterically. She'd taken out a bottle of red wine on her own. It was going to be a long-ass night.

"Wow," I mumbled as I licked at my lips. He wasn't just a big boy with his clothes on.

"You like?" he mumbled, and I glanced up to see if he were talking to me or her.

His strong gaze was locked on me as he slipped his hand into Heather's hair and pulled her closer to him.

"Alexis. Fucking look at how big-"

"Stop talking and suck." He glanced down and grabbed his cock, wrapping his big hand around it and barely getting his fingers to touch due to its girth.

A groan lodged behind my clenched teeth, but I didn't move. Couldn't. I wasn't a silly college girl with a reputation for fucking people under the table anymore. I was grown - sort of.

A smile curved up the side of my mouth as Heather gagged loudly. Her blond hair danced along the top of her back as she gripped his thighs and worked what little bit of his dick she could get inside of her.

I could do so much damage to you.

"I'm sorry," she whispered and sat back on her heels, leaving his thick cock covered in a sheen of wetness. "I had too much to drink. Let me just..."

She bolted over the bed and slammed the door to the bathroom closed behind her.

He turned his attention back to me and stroked himself. "I like her aggressiveness. Too bad you're so timid. It was you I was hoping to get in my bed tonight."

"That so?" I stiffened as he walked toward me and stopped just in front of me, naked and fully confident in appearance.

He reached out and pressed his hand to the wall beside me as he leaned in farther and brushed the tip of his nose by my cheek.

"Touch me, Alexis. I know you want to. I can smell your arousal from across the room. It's driving me fucking crazy."

"Fuck," I whispered and closed my eyes. Was I doing this? I wanted to so damn bad, but being at the first conference for a new job left me locked in indecision. What if he was with my company? I didn't know everyone.

"Touch me. Now." He nipped at my ear.

"I'm not interested." I turned my face a little and brushed my nose by his. It would be easy to get lost in his desire. He was by far the best looking man at the conference and had a body I once would have given my soul to ride all night.

"You're a liar, but a beautiful one." He gripped my chin tightly and leaned in, pressing me to the wall. The thickness of his arousal pressed into my belly and left me panting softly. My obsession with boys with big toys forced me to reach up and grab his hips.

"I'm not fucking you." I lifted to my toes and pressed my lips to his as a low grown escaped me. I hadn't been with anyone for three months as the last time left me feeling a little more than slutty. Heather and her orgies.

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