The Escort Series (Billionaire Bachelors) - Complete Collection (11 page)

But she
couldn’t. Instead, she bit on her lip and threw her head back with an almost
animal groan. His mouth fell ravenously upon her molten pussy while he fucked
her ass with that one finger, sending her over the edge with the blend of
pleasure and agony. He sucked on her clit and caused the moisture to cascade
from her snatch like a waterfall. She was moaning so loud she was sure she’d
grow hoarse.

He
turned her to jelly with his masterful
pleasure-giving
.
How he could know her body so well in such a short time amazed her. Jason
understood the right balance between rough and soft when it mattered. He was
guzzling her pussy like it was fine wine, but his finger was gentle stroking in
and out of her sphincter. And she was so sure the sweet agony couldn’t get any
more intense, but then he had to slip in another finger, the middle one, right
into that tight ring of muscle. Bea gasped, staring wide-eyed as he twisted the
two fingers deep inside her ass. She was panting, shocked by the delicious
sense of fullness it gave her. The most incredible nerve endings seemed to come
alive deep in her anal canal as he jabbed his fingers lengthwise inside.
Slowly, every slowly, he pushed in deeper, and deeper.

“Want
me to keep going?” Jason asked hoarsely, lifting his heavy-lidded eyes to her
wide, staring own.

Bea
winced, her whole body shuddering with the effort of keeping her threatening
orgasm at bay. The ecstasy seemed ready to engulf her in its towering flames.
Her voice was no more than a moan when she nodded her head and said, “Yes.
Don’t stop. Please.”

As she
spoke, she contracted around his invading fingers, and she saw his eyes darken
with hot, dark lust. When he shoved his two fingers to the hilt within her ass,
she screamed. Knifing pain erupted in her anal walls but it was only for a
second. Lubricated by her copious juices, those fingers moved with slippery
ease within her contracting anal muscles.

“I
can’t wait to sink my cock into your tight virgin ass,” Jason groaned, watching
the way the delicate circle of flesh clung to his fingers as they retreated and
then plunged in once again.

Quivering,
Bea could only whimper, her hands clutching at the bedspread beneath her.

Jason
went on softly yet with firmness, “First my fingers…then, a butt plug…and then
soon, my cock.
Or Ryan’s.
But make no
mistake,
we will take this juicy little sexy ass. And you’re
going to love it, pet. You’ll love it so much you’ll be begging to have us both
inside you at the same time. A cock in your pussy, and another in your ass.”

Oh, lord!
Bea wanted to scream again as
his words whipped up the strangest burst of heathen lust within her. He bent to
savor once more the bullet-hard nub of her clit, while his free hand reached up
to cup her breast and massage it with rough hunger.
All this
while, he never stopped finger-fucking her ass.
He knew, and she knew,
that she couldn’t take much more of this. Her ass flew off the bed as she
arched her spine, her inner consciousness scuttling off some unseen ledge.

As her
orgasm pounded her into total submission, she cried out his name, the muscles
of her buttocks tightening as she came with a barrage of spasms. By the time
she thundered back into the pillows, she was breathing like she’d run a
marathon.

When
his fingers gently pulled out of her, she felt a popping, aching void. He drew
up to kiss her lips and calm her with gentle words of praise. Close to her
thigh, she felt the powerful throb of his cock and something purred to life
within her cunt. Greedy and unfilled, it longed for his possession.

Without
speaking, she edged closer beside him and then threw a leg over his thigh, her
foot pushing on his buttock to urge his stem closer to her vaginal entrance.
Her hand reached down and before he could react, she guided him into her
sizzling cunt. Still sensitive from her recent climax, her whole body screeched
at the almost painful intrusion. He groaned deeply as her wet sheath wrapped
him in, and with no further ceremony, he took hold of her ankle to lift it even
more out of the way as he began to fuck her tender pussy.

Dazed
with the shocks of pleasure ripping into her, she clutched her lover to her
breast, and felt him instantly clamp his teeth around the available nipple.
Face to face and side by side, he slammed himself into her pussy till just his
balls were visible. Bea felt him bottom out inside her and had the sensation of
flashing lights going off behind her tightly closed eyelids.

“Yes,
oh yes!” she cried, her head thrown back as Jason’s hips pumped like a piston.
He slid in and out of her pussy in blurred, countless
thrusts,
sucking so hard on her nipple she knew it would be sore for the rest of the
day. He kept up that same pace all through the long, hard ride, not stopping
till he’d taken her along with him to that tipping edge. Wrapping her arms
around his neck, she pressed even closer against him as their bodies wedged
together like pieces of a puzzle. Thrust after thrust took him past the point
of no return, till moments later he let out a guttural groan and shot her pussy
full of his hot, searing cum. Jolted by each staccato-like jab, Bea wasn’t far
behind, bucking against him with the force of her second orgasm in the last
hour.

Chapter Three

Jason
kissed her mouth lingeringly and then rolled off her to get back into his
clothes. “I’ll let you make that call to your flat mate now, darling. But
you’re staying; get that straight.” His eyes burned warningly into hers as she
opened her mouth to protest. “And after the weekend, we’ll decide what’s next.
In the meantime, you can look into the walk-in closet and you’ll find a whole
wardrobe of clothes and underwear in your size. Take a long soak if you like
and then come on down.”

Now
fully dressed, he bent to steal her lips in a hard, brief kiss. “This is going
to be perfect, Bea.
For all of us.
Get used to it.”

Bea
couldn’t even speak as he gathered up the tray and left the bedroom. Her head
was throbbing from the force of her two recent orgasms, as well as from the
situation before her. Whoa. This was getting way too heavy. Obviously, she was
expected to stay the weekend, no questions asked. Her own wishes and opinions
didn’t count in the slightest. Just now
she’d been fucked
within an inch of her life by Jason
. And it wasn’t even noon! There was
no doubt how the weekend was going to pan out and Bea figured she had only two
options.

She
could grab her clothes and leave. Just go, before they even knew what she was
up to. Or, she could stay, and enjoy another twenty-four hours of incredible
bouts of sex where at some
point,
her virgin ass might
be ravaged. If she had any sense, she’d be calling her flat mate to come get
her.

But no
;
when she called Lisa up, it was to assure her friend that
she was fine, and that she was spending the weekend with the Wallace brothers.

“Wow,”
Lisa said, evidently in deep shock. “Looks like the two Scots have taken a
real
shine to you. Can you tell me
exactly what’s going on?”

Rolling
onto her belly in the tangled sheets, Bea held the phone to her ear and chewed
on her lip. What could she tell her friend and flat mate? That she’d gone from
being their escort to their virtual sex slave? Nah…she didn’t think Lisa would
get it.

“It’s
hard to explain,” Bea said slowly, and heard Lisa swear graphically.

“If
they’re holding you there against your will, or if they’re taking advantage of
you in anyway, I’ll…Oh gosh. I should never have talked you into this. Are you
okay? Should I come get you? Tell me where to find you.”

“For
goodness’ sake, Lisa!” Bea said in alarm. “I’m okay. Do I sound like I’m in any
kind of trouble?” Calming down enough to sound normal, she continued, “I’m
totally fine. And you’re
right,
they seem to really
like me. They insisted I spend this weekend with them and I see no harm in
that. But I will have to tell them I wouldn’t be able to go with them to
Scotland as they suggested.”

“They
want you to follow them to Scotland?”

Bea
winced at the screeching tone in Lisa’s voice. “Why are you getting hysterical?
You travel all the time to far-flung places with
your
clients. Only last week, you returned from your trip to Dubai
with that sheik steel magnate client of yours.”

“Yes,
yes, but I’m a
professional
escort. I
know what I’m doing. And it’s all business. Always. But from the sound of
things with you and this two Scots…” Lisa didn’t finish, but Bea could
definitely hear the question in her flat mate’s voice.

“If
you’re asking if I’ve slept with them – then yes. Both of them, in fact,”
Bea said, crossing her fingers and grimacing in expectation of Lisa’s resulting
scream of shock. But instead, she got silence.

Opening
one eye, she said into the phone, “Lisa? You there?”

After
about five seconds, Lisa’s voice, now croaky, could be heard. “Oh, you go
girl,” she said in awe. “I knew you were all fire underneath your prim and
proper shell.”

“You
don’t think I’m acting crazy?” Bea asked in worry, surprised by the sound of
deep respect in Lisa’s tone.

“If
getting your freak on with two gorgeous Scottish brothers is crazy, then hit me
with that branch, baby,” Lisa crowed. “I mean, sure, it’s not something I’d
have seen you getting into, ever. But…if it feels good…”

“Oh, it
does,”
Bea
sighed. “So good…and so right. I never
dreamed you’d understand, Lisa, so thanks. And thanks too, for making it
happen
in the first place. If I hadn’t listened to you and
gone on that first date all those weeks ago, none of this would have occured.
I’m feeling so alive for the first time in my life. But I’m not going to think
beyond this weekend. I won’t allow myself to. I’ll just live for the moment,
and then see where it takes me.”

“That
sounds smart,” Lisa said more soberly. “Even I wouldn’t ask you to take too big
a risk, or commit more of yourself than necessary. Just…have fun this weekend,
and then come home, okay girl?”

“Okay,”
Bea said on a sigh, feeling a weight coming off her chest now that she’d told
Lisa all. Well, maybe not
all.
Lisa
still didn’t know she’d been practically seduced by the two billionaire
brothers in their hotel suite on Bea’s first night as their escort. Oh well,
such tidbits could be filled in at a more leisurely date…

Chapter Four

Bea
hadn’t really believed it when Jason told her she’d find clothes waiting for
her in the closet. But after the long, steamy soak where she’d washed her hair
and soothed herself with bath oils, she padded in a clean towel and went to the
closet and walked in.

Oh. My
.

There
was a whole row of clothes, from hanging dresses to skirts to jeans folded up
in drawers along with tee shirts and blouses. Bea could only stand staring for
a few minutes before, jerking into
action,
she
snatched one item to her, and then another. Everything was in her exact size.
Down to even the brand new lingerie she found in a drawer. Every single article
of clothing had a designer label and the price tags were staggering, down to
the very expensive thong lace panties.

And
the
shoes.
From
Louboutins to Jimmy Choos…Bea’s mouth was hanging open as she slid a foot into
a pair of high heels and found that they also fit her perfectly as well. What
in the world? She felt like a princess.

Had
they been so sure they’d meet her again? How could they have guessed she’d fall
straight into their web again? She shivered. And how on earth had they known
every detail about her measurements from head to foot? It would have gotten really
creepy if she didn’t remember spending the night with them at their suite. They
could easily have checked the labels on her clothes, underwear and shoes to
find her sizes. Probably at about the same time they were slipping that two
hundred thousand dollar check into her purse.

Still,
it was weird. She was beginning to think again about that bid of hers to
escape. They’d bought a whole mansion, kitted out a bedroom with a closet full
of kicks just for her – and they’d only met her once before yesterday. If
that didn’t warn her she was dealing with a pair of, if not psychos, then a
couple of control freaks who’d mapped out their strategy after the first night
she’d been with them.

Lighten
up, Bea, jeez, her inner voice told her as she picked out a nice looking
sundress.
 
The expensive evening
frock she’d worn yesterday was nowhere to be seen so she had no choice but to
pick something out from the truckload of clothes. Slipping on the sundress over
some new bra and panties, she sighed.

If
anything, Ryan and Jason could be said to be very exact. No doubt they’d been
setting out to get her immediately after that night they’d first shared a
threesome. Was this any indication of feelings on their part? They’d said so
many things that first time during dinner, when they’d been trying to talk her
into going back to their suite with them, that had kept her head reeling for
days afterwards. Telling her that once she walked in, they instantly knew she
was the one they were looking for, who drew them both in the same way.