The Escort Series (Billionaire Bachelors) - Complete Collection (4 page)

Taking a sip from her glass and realizing it was some sort of brandy
– very crisp and flowing deliciously down her throat, she strove to stay
calm. Just a few more minutes, and…

Ryan sat on her left, and Jason on her right. She managed to seize two
gulps of the liquor before it was gently retrieved by Jason and placed on the
nearby coffee table. Perhaps each one realized there was little need – or
time, for more words. Reaching out to pinch her chin in his thumb and
forefinger, Ryan was the first to lean forward and take her lips.

Okay.
Bea rushed in a breath at the first touch of Ryan’s mouth, and found
herself rampaged by tongue.
Sweet, hot, and sexily moist
tongue.
He dove into her like a rogue pirate ready to claim his spoils.
She was hell-bent on resisting, however, and didn’t give her tongue in return.
But hmm, he did taste like heaven would, she mused, easing into his kiss and
letting him take what he would. He groaned against her lips, crushing them
harder against his. Bea’s heart began to pound alarmingly. The heat and
sweetness was climbing; in seconds, she felt the strangest thrumming in between
her legs just as Ryan plucked wetly on her bottom lip.
Oh lord
.

She could feel Jason draw closer on her other side. They’d never really
explained how the time would go, and it served her right for not making ground
rules first. Would she have to contend with both of them, or…?

Even before she could contemplate this, she felt Jason take her hand.
She had no chance to demure as Ryan’s fingers on her chin kept her insistently
turned to him. She was gasping into his mouth just at the same time that Jason
placed her hand on his cock. Holy fuck! It felt huge beneath her fingers and
even beneath the fabric of his dress pants. He rode her fingers over the
solidly wedged length, and she shuddered against Ryan’s powerfully deep kiss.

Desperately, she broke away, snatching her hand from the tempting
hardness beneath. Why the hell was she panting so hard? She really shouldn’t
have let them overwhelm her so easily. She almost made to skip to her feet. “I
need to go,” she blurted breathlessly.

“One more minute,” Jason crooned, his fingers in her hair gently tugging
her to meet his waiting lips.
For the love of God.
What gave these men the right to taste
so good? Her lips merged with Jason’s and he used the same bone-melting device,
just more pliant and tender. He didn’t go the rough route like Ryan; he chose
to render her powerless in a different way.
Soft, sensitive,
giving more than taking.
Bea purred all the more. And purred even harder
when Ryan slipped a hand through her v-necked bodice and cupped her right
breast. The sensation of her softness in the hard strength of his hand had
juices rushing to flood her panties. Her thighs quivered as Jason covered her
in an open-mouthed, blatantly sensuous kiss. Her head went round and round;
every nerve ending she possessed was alive and thrumming with the most
monstrous lust she’d ever experienced.
Jason’s free hand
– the one not gripping her hair – slid down to her knee, nudging it
apart from its twin.
In an instant, his fingertips were brushing
lengthwise along the panel of her panties shielding her pussy. She almost came
there and then.

She couldn’t withstand the torture any longer. She pulled away from
Jason’s soft and firm mouth, while instinctively gripping the hand over her
breast and in between her thighs. She was blinking and trying to focus ahead of
her to the
door which
seemed like it stood a thousand
yards away. If she could just jump to her feet and make it there, she was sure
she’d be safe before she caved in to temptation.

Her fingers tightened on the wrists of those manly, sinfully pleasurable
hands still attached to her breast and her secret center. And even as she held
on to push those hands aside, she found herself closing her eyes with a ragged
sigh. Seriously, she should have seen this coming. Hadn’t she known, deep, deep
down, how this would go?

“Bea,” Ryan’s husky voice said in her ear, his lips now trailing down to
her arched nape.

“Time’s up,” Jason reminded her, his own blond head lowering as he
kissed along her bare collarbone. His fingers had stilled on her silk-covered
core, while Ryan’s hand, still on her breast, had stopped stroking. They were
waiting for her command and they’d let her go. She knew this. So why wasn’t she
giving the command?

Chapter Six

The moment of truth.
She could feel their tension even as they pressed deliciously warm and
subdued lips to her throat and shoulder.

She didn’t speak…she felt incapable of speech. All she could
do,
was lean back into the couch with a moan, as her fingers
finally let go, giving the unmistakable signal.

Her whole body screamed,
Don’t
stop. For
heaven’s sake, keep it moving!
And she didn’t doubt for a second that these
two were accurate mind readers – not to speak of being able to translate
body language to perfection. Once her fingers released their death grip on
either wrist, Ryan and Jason wasted no time in continued perusal of her
trembling frame.

Bea threw her head back with a shuddering sigh of capitulation as
Jason’s fingers probed past the edge of her panties to the swollen petals
beneath. His mouth, welded to her shoulder, sucked hungrily into her skin as
his fingertips sunk into her melting slit. Ryan bit into her neck, his teeth
grazing the warm flesh as he pinched the tight nub of her nipple through her
lace cup. Both men groaned, and Bea could do nothing to stop them as they
finally took total control of the quivering body set in their midst.

She virtually sobbed when Jason raked through her with two fingers,
sawing in and out of her clenching walls. Ryan wasted no time in shoving aside
the bit of covering over her breast before laying his head against the swelling
flesh and snatching the whole aureole, nipple and all, into his mouth.

“Oh!” Bea moaned, as Jason’s fingers went impossibly deep, just at the
same moment that Ryan teeth pulled hard on her sensitive teat. Ryan’s free hand
cupped the other breast, kneading into the full mound with ravenous desire. “Oh
my God,” came out of her lips before she could stop herself, and she shuddered
with embarrassment at the way she couldn’t keep silent from all the sensations
racking through her tortured body. She clamped a hand over her mouth, but Jason
only laughed and drew the hand down.

“No, sweet one, we want to hear every whimper…every moan. Don’t take
that gift from us. Let us know how much we thrill you.”

So much
, she would have said, but then Ryan was trolling his tongue over her
nipple, causing her to gasp in desperate lust. No. Way. No way could anything
feel that good. He sucked and licked on her nub till she was a shuddering mass.
So much so that she could actually hear the sounds of the jelly that her pussy
had become, as Jason stroked faster in and out of her quivering sheathe. “Oh
please, oh no…”

“Oh no?” Ryan said in a teasing, questioning tone, as he lifted his head
to look into her half-slit eyes.

“I mean
..
I
mean…,”
she
panted, staring into his dancing blue eyes. He looked deep into hers as Jason’s
fingertips slipped out to coat over her clitoris. Her lips parted in a
soundless scream as he stroked and teased the greedy little button till she
felt it throb and thicken.

“Say it, Bea,” Ryan told her softly. “You need to let us know this is
what you want. Because from here on, there’s no going back.”

To buttress his words, Jason flicked his thumb over her clit, and then rubbed
hard with just his middle finger.
 
If he was trying to coax the required speech from her, then he was doing
it the wrong way, thought the dazed Bea. His touch was doing everything to
render her tongue incapable of functioning except to word incoherent sounds of
ecstasy. At last, just when she felt ready to sink into her dark, swirling
orgasm, he paused, and kissed her jaw with hard, hot lips. “You have to say the
words, baby. Say, fuck me. And mean it.”

Her eyes widened, blurred, and then cleared as she blinked. She looked to
Jason, and then to Ryan. The lust burning in their eyes was scalding enough to
be felt on her very skin. Her eyes squeezed tight as the sharpest blade of
arousal cut through her so deep she was trembling with it. “Fuck. Me.
Please
,” she whispered, her throat
constricting with the guilty pleasure of being able to at last, present the
truth.

And the second she said the words, words she’d never said to anyone
before, not even in her head…she felt liberated. Bea opened her eyes and finally
met their smoldering gaze with perfect submission to their mating claim.

Chapter Seven

The outside world was forgotten. The very premise of what had brought
her to this very point in time, the very reason she’d met who were to be her
two lovers, was in the distant past.

Yes, she started out as escort to the two billionaires. But a dare and a
bushel of moans later, she was theirs to delight. And so help her, they were
hers.

They made good on their promises.
All of them.
First, they drove her wild with their mouths coupled to her breasts. They
tugged and lapped at her tits from either end, making her sink her fingers into
their silken blond locks and clutch with ecstasy. Their warm, strong hands
gripped her knees and with Ryan pulling one way and Jason the other, she was
spread as wide as she could go. Her clit was teased and pampered with searching
fingers; her inner core was brought to a quivering height as probing fingers
caused her to moisten to her brim.

One golden head – Jason’s, sought the shadows between her
trembling thighs. With the tip of his tongue, he clicked on her sex nub like it
was a light switch – and oh, how he shot her through with electricity.
She was writhing like a feline in heat by the time he jabbed in deep and fucked
her with that knowing tongue. Almost faint with bliss, she could only moan in
acquiescence as Ryan took hold of the back of her head and pulled her close to
his cock, unzipped and rearing free from the open crotch of his trousers. Her
hands wrapped eagerly around the thick, pulsing shaft, her lips opening wide
for a first taste of his impressively turgid man meat.

He filled up her palms to overflowing and she went even wetter on
Jason’s tongue as she imagined all eight-and-a-half inches buried inside her
slippery tunnel. For now, she was happy to work her way over the cap, licking
him and sucking on him, burying her senses in his sweet manly musk. Her tongue
danced beneath his crown at the sensitive v-shaped underside, and he growled
deeply in approval. The harder and deeper Jason feasted on the puffy folds at
her apex, the harder and deeper she dragged her mouth over the length of Ryan’s
cock. His fingers fisted tighter in her hair and she opened wide for him to
pump his hips and send his cock in and out of her lips. She stared up at him
and saw his face glisten with beads of perspiration, his expression almost
pained as he watched her take him far down her gullet till she was gagging.

“Enough, darling,” Ryan groaned at last, pulling away and bending to
kiss her lips. He shot his tongue into her mouth and she felt his invasion as
strongly as if he’d pierced her core with his shaft. As if on cue, Jason gave
her clit one last lash with his tongue, and she was blown away. Sobbing into
Ryan’s mouth, she bucked her hips as the tremors of her climax rocked her
frame.

Her head spun as on and on as Jason sipped at her slit till the last
drop was cast from her scented wells. He groaned deeply, his fingers digging
into the flesh of her thighs to pin her in place as he kissed the echoing aches
away from her now swollen nether lips. “So sweet…so hot. You are magic, Bea. We
knew this from the second we saw you. Do you believe us now?”

“Yes,” she whimpered, wondering how many times she needed to prove that
she was won over? Drawing from Ryan, she tugged Jason up to kiss him on the
mouth and tasted her own essences upon his deliciously tender lips. It was then
she felt overtaken by the urge to seize control. Pushing him back, to rest on
his elbows along the couch, she bent her head to his pants and unfastened the
front. In moments she’d freed his cock and drew in air sharply at finally
getting to see the monster she’d merely had a feel of earlier with her fingers.
Like Ryan, Jason was just as well endowed, and his cap was dewy with precum,
just ready for her eager ministration. She went on her knees in between his
parted legs, and felt Ryan’s hands fall on her hips from behind. He pressed
into her back with his hand, making her bottom arch up in the air.

“Perfect,” he rasped, as he pushed up the hem of her short dress. Bea
moaned around Jason’s cock, making him buck reactively into her mouth at the
vibrating sensations. He scooped up her now tossed hair into his hand, holding
it up from her face so he could watch her pleasure him with her stroking hands
and sucking mouth and licking tongue. Bea quivered all over as she felt his
fingers push aside the cotton panel of her panties. It all felt so wicked and
erotic; they were all practically still fully dressed, and yet Ryan was just
about to fuck her here on the massive couch. With Jason on one end, leaning
back as she bobbed her mouth up and down on his dick, and then with Ryan on the
other end, stroking up her shivery pussy from the back with the probing tip of
his cock.