Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 44920 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 225(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44920 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 225(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
“Shit,” Tye muttered.
Dominic was the only one who didn’t look discouraged. “So you’re not allowed to share any intimacy with a client?”
“Afraid not,” I said.
To my surprise, he grinned. “Not a problem.”
I stared at him, surprised by the amusement in his voice. “What do you mean?”
“It’s simple,” he said, a sexy smile on his face. “You’re fired.”
17
NAOMI
“What?” I gasped.
“What?” Justin echoed. Only Tye remained silent.
“You’re fired,” Dominic repeated.
I stared at him. “You can’t fire me. It was your aunt that hired me.”
“And since she’s not here, I’m her representative and heir apparent,” Dominic said smugly.
“You are?” Justin turned to his buddy.
“Who knows?” Dominic said with a wink before turning back to me. “Look, she already paid you for the week, right?”
“Yes.”
“So who cares if you quit one day early? She won’t… and I’m pretty sure you’ll like the results if you do.”
“But… but…” It was hard to think with the way my pulse was racing. “You’re clients.”
“We’re not anymore,” Tye pointed out. “You were just fired. And besides, we’re not asking you to massage us… we want to massage you. If you’ll let us.”
I took an involuntary step toward them. “But…” That seemed to be all I could say.”
“We’re starting law school in the fall,” Dominic said, and I saw Justin cross his fingers hopefully. “We’re going to be pretty damn busy. I doubt a visit to the Illinois board that licenses massage therapists will be in the cards.”
“But…” There was that word again.
Justin came over and took my hands. “Forget about all that,” he said. “Just tell me this. Would you like to lay on the table and let us kiss you? Let us touch you?”
“We can go as slow as you’d like,” Dominic said, appearing at Justin’s side.
“But…”
Justin put his finger on my lips, silencing me. “Please, Mimi, let us do this for you. Will you do that, sweetheart?”
I gulped, thinking it over. “Yes.”
“Good.” The smile on his face reached from ear to ear. He took one of my hands and Dominic took the other, leading me over to the table.
Then Tye grasped me by the waist and lifted me up, seating me on the table. “You won’t regret this,” he whispered in my ear as he stepped back.
Emotions warred inside me as I lay face up on the massage table. Excitement. Apprehension. Arousal. Shame—where the hell did that one come from? But it felt wrong to want these men to touch me as badly as I did.
Tye and Dominic flanked the table, their gazes smoldering in the low light. My heart skipped as Tye brushed his knuckles along my collarbone. As for Justin, he pulled over a stool and settled behind me. His long fingers eased my hair away from my face.
“Still with the scalp massage?” Tye asked wryly, his voice tinged with amusement.
“I guarantee she’s not going to complain.” Justin fisted a handful of my wavy strands. I smiled at his upside-down face as he leaned over me.
Then he ran his fingertips across my scalp, rubbing in earnest, and I moaned.
“I like that sound,” Dominic said.
I turned my smile toward him. It always made me feel good when my clients moaned, too. Turned out it felt even better to be the one who was being caressed. The one who was doing the moaning.
Dominic took my hand, and on my other side, Tye did the same. Strong fingers that were used to gripping heavy baseball bats were surprisingly gentle as they kneaded my hands. It felt good. Then Tye placed my palm against his bare chest, and it felt even better.
He was inviting me to touch him there. Not because it was my job. Not to work the tension from his tight muscles—but because he thought I might like it.
And I did. His abs were so pronounced. I ran my fingers up and down them, enjoying the way they felt. Between that and the way Justin’s large hands were working on my scalp, it felt like I was in heaven.
Slowly, I slid my hand down Tye’s flat stomach and hooked a finger in the waistband of his shorts. I tugged, and he pressed against my side. When I looked up to meet his gaze, he leaned down and kissed me.
Justin squeezed a handful of my hair, supporting my head as Tye kissed me. quite thoroughly. It felt sinfully good. Why had Penny never told me how incredible it was to have more than one man touching you at a time?
I moaned again as Tye eventually pulled back, and I looked to my right, smiling at Dominic. We all knew whose turn it was.
He laced his fingers through mine, pinning my hand up by my head as he leaned in. His kiss was hungry, and my back arched off the table. My heart thudded and heat pooled low in my belly.