The Billionaire's Kisses: Billionaire Brothers (8 page)

Amy grinned, feeling like a little girl chasing butterflies. Joseph chuckled, also enjoying this moment.

Amy raised her voice against the swirling music. “Hey, your mom said you’re dropping out of college to be a rock star. Is that true?”

He shrugged. “Ivan always told me to follow my dreams. He said, Joe, if you wanna be a musician, then do it.”

“That’s true. But did he say you should drop out of college to do it? That you should sabotage your education?”

“Er… no, I guess not.”

“How long have you got left at college?”

“Two years.”

“But you really hate it?”

“No, it’s okay.”

“So why don’t you finish college and work on your music at the same time? Then graduate and decide what to do? Once you’ve got your education, no one can take it away from you.”

Still dancing, he frowned as if this obvious compromise hadn’t occurred to him.

“I guess I could.” His cocky act slipped and Amy glimpsed a confused and devastated young man. She wondered if maybe she was getting through to him.

“I just miss my brother,” he said. “Death makes you realise how short and precious your own life is.”

“Absolutely, it does. But that doesn’t mean you should behave as if
you’re
going to meet with the same fate as Ivan. You
should
enjoy your precious time on this planet, of course. But you need to be wise and realise that you might live until you’re ninety. You can live for today
and
plan for the future.”

He smiled gratefully. “I guess you’re right. And not get too bogged down by the past, either, huh?”

“Exactly.”

Amy realised they’d stopped dancing now and were standing with their arms around each other, chatting. She quickly released her arms stepped back. “Ultimately, you need to decide what’s best for you. You
can
do things that other people want you to do – like your mom for example. And it doesn’t mean she’s won. It just means that
you
decided to do what was best – even if she also wanted it. Sometimes we need to forgo instant gratification for long term freedom. Does that make sense?”

He nodded. “You’re right. Thanks, Amy. You know in some weird ways, you’re very much like Ivan. I guess that’s why Adam likes you so much.”

“That’s a massive compliment. Thank you.”

Joseph lowered his face and kissed her tenderly on the side of the cheek. “Let’s dance – the night is young and Adam will want you back soon!”

Amy laughed. A flag of contentment unfurled inside her and she suddenly felt connected to this fabulous family. They were welcoming and kind. Adam
was
a playboy, but maybe he just needed the love of a good woman? Suddenly she wanted that woman to be
her
.  

Amy raised her arms and Joseph held her close as they resumed waltzing around the floor together, spinning and twirling fast and free. Amy couldn’t hide her jovial grin, as she allowed herself to sink into his arms and into the glorious moment.

Other guests soon started to join them on the dance floor and the party atmosphere zoomed up another notch. Amy was delighted to see Mr and Mrs Quinlan dancing cheek-to-cheek, as well as Adam, who was dancing with an attractive young woman whom Amy hadn’t been introduced to. She tried not to feel too envious; she was after all dancing with a very handsome young man herself.

But Joseph wasn’t anywhere near as wonderful as his big brother, and Amy was secretly ecstatic when Adam excused himself from the arms of the pretty young thing and strode towards her and Joseph.

“I’m interjecting, little brother.”

Joseph smirked. “Oh if you insist.
I’ll
go dance with Tracy, shall I?”

“Yeah, get outta here.”

“Thank you, Ms Carter,” Joseph said, “for being so delightful. The dance and the conversation were very much appreciated. My mother will be thrilled to hear that you’ve convinced me to stay at college.”

Joseph winked at her and walked off to rescue the young lady who Adam had left stranded. Amy glanced at Adam. He was staring at her aghast.

“What?” she asked innocently.

“How did you convince him to stay at college?”

Amy winced. “I’m not sure.”

Adam wrapped her up in his arms and they danced close. She could feel his hard cock pressing hungrily against her, but she tried to ignore it. “You know,” he said, “me and my parents have just spent the last half hour trying to figure how to get him not to drop out. And the whole time you were actually
doing
it.”

She smiled coyly. “Sorry.”

“Thank you. Seriously, my parents will be so grateful. My mom liked you anyway, but now she’ll love you.”

“I like her, too. She seems really nice. I like Joseph, too. He’s a good kid.”

“Yeah, uh...” Adam frowned.

“What?”

“Well, it’s stupid, but when you were dancing with Joe… I felt jealous. Possessive, you know. You’re
mine
and I didn’t like any other man putting his hands on you. Not even my little brother.”

“Should I take it as a compliment?”

“Definitely.” He cupped her chin with a strong hand. “I don’t know what the hell’s wrong with me, Amy. I’m so fucking hard for you. Your sexy body’s constantly on my mind. And it’s all I can do to stop myself from taking you right here and now.”

She chuckled, pushing away her thundering arousal. “I actually quite like that idea.”

He kissed her on the forehead, then threw her a playful smirk. “Come on, I’ll show you my old room. There’s something I need to give you.”

Adam’s childhood bedroom was roughly the same size as Amy’s entire apartment, but the size was where the similarity ended. Amy’s apartment was cramped and in need of some decorating, but it was full of her own personal things. Adam’s room here was minimalistically decorated, with a double bed, laminate floor, and functional pine furniture. Even Amy’s bedroom back at her childhood home – where her dad still lived – sported the posters of rock idols and shelves of books that she’d left behind. But Adam’s parents had removed all unique traces of his youth and left him with an empty shell of blandness. Amy wondered what his own apartment was like, and she suddenly realised she didn’t know much about him at all.

She sat down on the squishy bed, feeling nervous. “So did you grow up here? In this huge house?”

He sat next to her and loosened his necktie. “Yeah. It was an interesting upbringing. We moved around a lot in my first ten years, before my dad started making any money. My parents come from humble backgrounds, and they worked their way up to this place. Me and Dylan can remember the old houses – small and grimy. Joseph’s never known any different, you know. That’s probably why he’s the way he is.”

“What d’you mean?”

“Like he doesn’t understand how important education is. Or how lucky he is.”

“Maybe he needs some perspective. Perhaps a bit of travel will broaden his mind?”

Adam drew her into his powerful embrace. “You might be right. Maybe I’ll send him over to London to work as the ops director at our newly acquired software company, and you can stay here.”

Amy smiled shyly. “You don’t really want me here long-time. I think you only like me because I’m a limited-time fling. You want to enjoy me while you can, before I leave, kind of thing.”

Adam caressed her cheek. “Is that what you think?”

“That’s what my head’s telling me.”

“But what’s your heart telling you?”

“Oh, I can’t let my heart control me. I need to think with my head.”

“And what are you thinking?”

“As I said: that you only find me appealing because I’m leaving. As soon as I go back to London, the next woman on your list will appear and I’ll be forgotten.”

He kissed her affectionately on the lips. “I’ll be coming to London soon with Dylan to clarify the final details. Tomorrow won’t be farewell.”

“No. But we’ll have a professional relationship in London. It wouldn’t be the done thing for me to be screwing the new owner of the company.”

“Well, why don’t we wait and see what happens?”

Amy suppressed the affection in her heart that was quickly growing for Adam. “Because I won’t let you string me along. The truth is, I’m an all-or-nothing girl. You’re not that kind of guy.”

“I promise I won’t hurt you, Amy. I do like you, okay?” Adam let this confession sizzle in the air between them, then he grinned suggestively. “But we’re still able to enjoy each other now, right?”

Amy’s lust spoke on her behalf. While she was still in New York, there was no way she was turning down an Adam Quinlan orgasm – even if it ultimately wasn’t leading anywhere else. “Absolutely!”

Adam leaned forward and suddenly kissed her hard. “Amy, I can’t stop thinking about you, sweetheart. Being in your presence makes my life seem… I don’t know, I’m not good with expressing my feelings. But you make me feel… sunny.”

Amy chuckled. “Thank you.”

He wrapped her up in his arms and they kissed passionately. Amy sunk into the moment and relished the feel of his soft lips and strong embrace. Sitting here kissing, harder and harder, was romantic as well as erotic. There was something intimate about kissing that didn’t happen with fucking… Adam’s mouth against hers was a treat to be savoured – it was as if their souls were combining, as their tongues clashed and saliva mixed.

But then something deep inside Amy flashed, and lust rushed over her body. She reached out and started to hungrily undo Adam’s shirt, revealing his gorgeous, sculpted torso.

“Yes, babe,” he whispered. “Let’s fuck.”

He reached out and unbuttoned Amy’s dress, then made his way down to suck her erect nipple, which he gently took between his lips and teased with his tongue in that sensual way that took her to the edge of climax.

“God, Adam!” she gasped, gripping the bedding and trying to stay in control.

He glanced up and threw her a grin, which stirred a confidence inside her, making her feel alive and empowered. She kissed him hard, then she gently pushed him backwards, so that he was lying down. His undone shirt was falling off his shoulders, making him look like a semi-clad model. Amy didn’t know how she’d got here, but it felt as if she’d won some sort of erotic gold medal.

She crawled over him, feeling sexy with her dress undone. He reached up and removed her bra, then she lowered her breasts over his face, inviting him to lick her nipples. Electric lust shuddered over her body and she realised she needed to fuck him properly – to feel that wonderful cock thrusting deep inside her. She reached down to unzip his trousers, then she fished out his rock-hard erection and started to move her hand up and down the shaft. He gasped with delight.

“You’re so fucking sexy,” he said. “When we were dancing, I wanted to bend you over and fuck you hard. Satisfaction for us both.”

“Well now we can.”

Amy sat back on her heels and made sure he was watching. Then she reached up and rubbed her breasts, turning herself on and pretending she was in a porn movie just for him. She gazed down at his gorgeous cock and threw him a sensual grin.

“I’ve never done this before,” she said.

He frowned. “Done what?”

She took his erection in her hand, and leaned forward, then she rubbed it between her ample breasts, sliding it in and out of her cleavage. Adam groaned and reached out to run his hand through her hair.

Amy felt powerful. She noticed a bead of pre-cum escaping from his cock, and she dropped her head down to lick it up.

She glanced back up and saw his eyes were half-closed with lust. 

“Condom?” she asked.

Adam grinned. “In my wallet.”

He pointed over to the vanity table, so Amy padded over to get it. Adam pulled off his trousers and underwear, then laid back down. Amy found the condom and took the liberty of rolling it over his hard-on herself. Then she removed her dress and crawled back over him – still wearing her panties. She straddled her thighs over his toned body, and they shared a lustful smile.

His hands gripped her hips. “I wanna see you coming hard. Your first orgasm from full penetration, right?”

Amy gasped at the thought. “Yes!”

“You’re gonna love this, sweetheart. And me too.”

Still straddling his thighs, she leaned forward and kissed him on the lips. He reached around and rummaged his fingers in her panties, which made her feel naughty and illicit.

“Leave your panties on,” he said. “It turns me on.”

Amy could barely talk from arousal. “Okay.”

It felt like heaven as his fingers circled around the outside of her pussy, gently slipping in and out and making her wet. Amy ground her hips and tried to get his fingers to fully penetrate her.

“Always so impatient,” he said with a smirk.

“I want you,” she said. “I want you inside me.”

Adam reached his hands around the back of her ass and gently lifted her hips, pushing her off balance so her breasts squashed against his toned pecs. From this angle, it felt as if he was waiting for someone to come up behind and fuck her hard. A flash of Joseph or Dylan joining them assaulted Amy, but she shook it away in case she climaxed too soon. Adam gently guided her hips down towards his hard cock, then he pushed her panties out of the way with his gorgeous fingers, and eased the tip of his erection into her pussy.

Amy gasped, realising that Adam was actually a little too big for her, even though she was dripping wet now. She bit her lip and relished the feel of him inside her, groaning as the pain and pleasure merged into one fantastic sensation between her legs.

He pushed her hips down and gently eased himself further in. “God, I love your tight pussy.”

Amy closed her eyes and enjoyed being filled up by him. She paused for a moment to catch her breath, then she shot him a lusty smile. He grabbed her hips strongly and started to move her back and forth, getting them both into the perfect rhythm. The bed below them began to creak, but Amy didn’t care about anything but the bubbling pleasure between her legs.

She ground herself into his pelvis, relishing the soft material of her panties as it caressed her clit. The pleasure was all-encompassing, as his cock skimmed over her G-spot, and the room began to swirl. Amy was vaguely aware that Adam was watching her as she rode him, but she ignored his fascinated gaze and quickened the pace, desperate to get there now. As the orgasm caught powerfully, her head dropped back and she lost sense of reality – the only thing that existed was the wave of ecstasy swirling through her body, making her groan. She was vaguely aware of Adam shooting his load deep inside her, and pulling her even harder down, enhancing her pleasure even more. The world snapped away and she merged with the universe, feeling bound to Adam by pleasure and delight, as well as by the sounds of her own noisy groans, which probably could be heard throughout the house. But she couldn’t stop it now – she was possessed by joy. She was possessed by
him
. Another wave took her, and then another, and another. Her mouth grinned as if she was on drugs; her lungs drew in the air, which sparkled with warmth, holding them together. The room slowly started to drift back, but Amy’s body continued to fizz with joy. She stayed there for a moment, floating in her bubble of pleasure, before opening her eyes to find Adam grinning in awe.

“I like full-penetration orgasms,” she said. “I like nature’s gift to women.”

He chuckled kindly. “You’re beautiful, Amy. Seriously. Perfect.”

He glanced away and Amy sensed that he wanted to say something more; to tell her he liked her more than just for sex. She could see he was holding back, and optimism sparkled inside her. Maybe there
was
a future in this relationship. But she knew she shouldn’t press him on it now. They’d only known each other two days and she didn’t want to scare him off.

She collapsed down onto his chest, and his strong arms fell around her.

“You’re warm,” he said. “And sticky.”

Amy giggled. “I like being warm and sticky.”

“Me too.”

Amy’s ear caught the sound of the music from downstairs. “I guess we’d better go back,” she said. “They’ll be wondering where we are.”

“I wish we could freeze time. Stay wrapped in each other’s arms.”

“That would be amazing. It’s like when you don’t want to get out bed on a cold winter’s morning, isn’t it?” she said with a chuckle.

They stayed like that – in each other’s arms – for a little longer, then Amy forced herself up. She climbed off him and started to dress. Adam watched her through sleepy eyes.

She threw him his trousers. “Come on.”

They both chuckled. Amy loved the fact that she could be playful with him. He sat up and dressed, too. Then he delved into his trouser pocket.

“Babe, there is actually something tangible I want to give you – as well as a mind-blowing orgasm! It wasn’t
just
a double-entendre.”

“Oh?”

“Yeah.” He pulled out a pendant from his pocket and held it up. It spun on the end of the silver chain, twisting this way and that. It was a long blue stone – the most beautiful thing Amy had ever seen. She was certain that someone had taken a slice of the blue sky and made it into this jewel.

“Wow,” she said. “It’s lovely.”

“It’s a family heirloom,” he said. “I want you to take care of it for me. For a little while.”

“Really? Why?”

“I just… please, will you wear it? For me?”

“Of course. But what
is
this pendant?”

“It’s… look, we all know there are things money can’t buy – things that are more precious than money. You can’t buy back the lives of your dead loved ones, right?”

“No.”

“Well, this pendant
is
expensive – priceless, in fact – but more than that, it’s got sentimental value. It means a lot to me. And… well, so do you. Please keep it close. Will you do that for me?”

She nodded. “I will. I’ll wear it always.”

Adam smiled tenderly into her eyes and fastened the chain around her neck. The stone felt warm against her chest.

He kissed her on the forehead. “Beautiful – you’re beautiful.”

“Thank you. Now come on, let’s get back down there before your family think we’ve eloped!”