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“Well, thank you for the kind offer, but this is out of the blue. I don’t know. I guess I’ll think about it.”
There’s a slight pause as a brief silence spreads throughout the room. That wasn’t the answer that my friends and I were expecting, so we’re caught a little off guard. After all, Tamara’s already played a game of whack a mole with us and she’s clearly capable of taking on three cocks, and enjoying it too. So why is she hesitant now? I’m trying to figure out what could be holding her back, but nothing comes to mind.
After all, another woman in her place would leap at an opportunity like this. They would value the opportunity to make a boatload of cash, live rent-free in a five-star hotel, and have their every whim catered to. But Tamara doesn’t seem that interested. The woman is full of surprises, I’ll give her that.
“Is there a reason why you need to think about it?” Chris asks in a smooth tone. “Let us know your thought process.”
Tamara shrugs her shoulders again.
“It’s just that I’ve always worked for a living, and I’m used to it. So sitting around here doing nothing, aside from acting as your personal plaything, may not be my cup of tea.”
My mouth falls open as she stands up, sending us all a smile as she places her wine glass down on the coffee table.
“Gentlemen, you’re right. This is an incredible offer, and I promise Iwillreally think about it. But I can’t say yes or no right this second because I need some time. I hope you understand,” she tells us before turning to towards the door. Then, Tamara walks to the foyer of the suite and leaves without a second glance back at us.
We sit there in stunned silence after the door snicks shut, staring at one another in shock.
“What the fuck?” Chris growls.
“Did she just turn us down?” Dane asks in a surprised voice.
“Yeah,” I drawl. I slump against the couch, letting out a deep chuckle. “We’ve got our hands full with this one, gentlemen. It’s going to take more than a little suck and fuck to make Tamara North come around. So what’s next? How do we get her to say yes?”
My friends’ blank stares look back at me, and I groan. Clearly, selling Tamara on our deal is going to be harder than expected… but also one hundred percent worth it.
6
TAMARA
The next day, I’m right back inside of the Merovingian. The guys want to talk to me again and the truth is that I want to talk to them too after spending the night thinking things over.
After all, their deal is scandalous. I don’t know what I was expecting from them, but it certainly wasn’tthat. I had no idea that they were going to make me an offer to be their living, breathing sex toy on a full-time basis. Honestly, I think I should be offended, but I can’t find it within myself to be offended when it would be a little hypocritical on my part. Because how could I be offended by something that–as much as I hate to admit it–turns me on so much? The thought of Chris, Jamison, and Dane using my body for their pleasure whenever they want is naughty, titillating and so wrong. But I’m a girl who’s always been attracted to wrong, and that’s the pickle. As a result, I want to suss things out more. I want to talk with the three men, and dig a little bit before making a decision.
Now, I’m at the Casa Lavazzo at the Merovingian. It’s a gorgeous Italian restaurant with soothing music, low lights, and white tablecloths. The hostess nods when I arrive, and immediately leads me over to a table where Chris, Jamison, and Dane wait. They stand when I approach, and a hot shiver runs through my insides. They’re gorgeous, as usual, dressed formally tonight in dark suits with blinding white shirts underneath. Three sets of dazzling blue eyes pierce through me as I take a seat across from them, trying my best not to blush at all the attention.
“It’s nice to see you again, Tamara,” Dane greets, seating himself.
I clear my throat, letting out a nervous giggle, before mentally scolding myself for being so turned on already.
“You too,” I murmur. “It feels like it’s been a while, even if we just saw each other yesterday.”
“It feels like it has been a long time,” he agrees simply.
I bite my lip out of nerves, and then smile a little. “So what did you guys want to talk about? I’m assuming it’s the same thing as before…?”
“Yes,” Jamison nods. “We wanted to try our hand at convincing you to take us up on our offer again. But we’re going to sweeten the offer, Tamara.”
“Oh?” I raise my brows. Wow, this I did not expect. The deal was already generous enough before. I mean, they offered me a penthouse, all access to the hotel amenities, free food and drink, as well as ten thousand in cash per week. I don’t see how they could make things much better than that, but who knows? I’ll hear them out.
“How so?” I murmur. “I’m all ears.”
Chris regards me with a calm blue gaze.
“We offered you ten thousand dollars a week previously, but we’ve realized that we can do better than that. Twenty thousand dollars a week instead should suffice, right?” he drawls.
I open my mouth to stammer something, but Dane cuts me off.
“And vacations too. At least one vacation every month, to any destination of your choosing. You could have a trip to Paris in May, pay a visit to Africa in June, have fun in Cabo in July, and visit Germany in August. Wherever you want to go—it’s entirely up to you.”