Page 71 of The Silent Night Stalker
Oh, I was looking forward to it, too. I loved that he called Linden and me by our last names. Patricia always addressed us by our first names. Atlas was showing his subservience perfectly.
“Hello, Mr. Stavros.”
I glanced over at Linden, who sat on the couch, out of sight, out of mind, just the way he liked it.
Our meeting wasn’t long, wrapping up after thirty minutes of Dad grilling Atlas. He did his best under the pressure, and it only made me respect Atlas more. Father finally gave in and let us go.
When we left his office, we all marched back to ours in silence. Finally, when we reached Atlas’s new workspace, he stopped and fanned himself with his notepad.
“Oh gawd, I’ve never been so sweaty.”
Linden and I suddenly burst out laughing, the stress suddenly alleviated.
“Dad’s good at that. Sorry, Atlas.”
He waved a dismissive hand. “Psh, he’s the boss. Bosses can do whatever they want… well, almost.”
“I gotta admit, Atlas, I was impressed with you in there,” Linden said, leaning against the wall that divided up the office from Atlas’s space.
“Indeed,” I agreed.
“Holding your own against Uncle Hanley was hot.”
Atlas snorted a laugh and rolled his eyes. “Temperature hot, maybe.”
Without thinking about it too hard, I tugged on his hand and pulled him into my office, with Linden close behind. As soon as the door was shut, I was on Atlas, nipping at his throat from behind. Atlas fell into his princess role instantly. God, he was adaptive. Responsive.
“Linden’s right, you were definitely hot.Arehot.”
Linden stepped forward and sandwiched Atlas between us. His long fingers dug into Linden’s chest as I pressed kisses to his throat. Linden kissed the other side of Atlas’s neck and cheek, pulling a groan from him.
My cock quickly swelled and tried to punch through my slacks.
“Put your hands around my neck,” I ordered.
His arms reached over his head from behind, and he clasped his hands around my neck.
“What should we do with her?” Linden asked, switching into his role as well.
“Our princess needs to be rewarded for how well she handled Dad.” I gently bit Atlas’s earlobe. “Would you like to be rewarded, Princess?”
“I’d love a reward, King.”
And just like that, we were back in the nightclub from two weeks ago.
“I’m loving your smell,” I said, inhaling him. “New perfume?”
“I thought you might like it.”
“I do… flowers smell good on you, Princess.”
“Definitely,” Linden said as he sat on his knees to unbuckle and unzip Atlas’s pants. “I couldn’t get enough of his perfume when I showed him around the office.”
Once his slacks were pooled around his ankles, Linden slid down the cute white panties covered in cherries.
“Fucking cute,” my cousin whispered before swallowing Atlas’s cock down.
He sank his back into me and groaned, digging his nails into my neck. I wrapped my arm around his chest, and I slid a finger from my free hand through the crease of his ass and rolled it around the tight hole.
