Sold to the Billionaire Brothers

by Genelia Love

  “Maybe.”

  She grunted and got into the shower. “Alrighty then. I guess I’ll just have to take care of everything myself.”

  I didn’t think I had ever got undressed so quickly in my life.

  Lindsey already had the water nice and hot by the time I managed to undress. She seemed to take great delight in exploring my body with her soapy hands. She was especially attracted to my chest and arms.

  Her hands slid down to my very hard cock standing at full attention.

  “Hmmm. I wonder.”

  Then, she got down on her knees and sucked the head of my dick into her mouth. She flicked the tip with her tongue, then swirled her tongue around it. She gently cupped my balls with one hand while she wrapped her other hand around my shaft.

  I leaned against the wall as she licked my cock from the base all the way to the tip. Her fingers traced where she had just tasted.

  After she bathed my entire dick with her tongue, she looked up at me with a wicked grin.

  “Mmmm. Very tasty. I’ve never tried this before, so I hope I’m doing okay.”

  “Baby, you are better than okay,” I panted, trying to catch my breath. “This really is your first time?”

  She nodded, the water flowing over her body, reminding me of a goddess rising out of a lake.

  “Well, you are doing magnificent.”

  She smiled at me and then bowed her head over my straining rod.

  Her velvety tongue stroked my balls, first one then the other. I nearly fainted when she tenderly sucked one of my balls

  “Did I do something wrong?” she asked in a very sweet voice.

  “No, baby, you're doing an amazing job.”

  She suckled the head of my cock for a few seconds. When she took as much of my shaft into her mouth as she could, closing her soft lips around it, a shockwave of electricity coursed through my body, nearly sending me over the edge.

  Slowly, she pulled my dick out of her mouth, her lips and tongue caressing it every inch of the way. Then, she went down again, quickly sucking me into her warm sweet mouth.

  Finally, I could take no more. I lifted her to her feet.

  “Put your arms around me, baby.”

  I lifted her up and impaled her steamy wet pussy onto my thick cock. Pressing her against the shower wall, with my cock embedded deep inside of her, I covered her mouth with mine in an intense kiss.

  The passion was building up inside of me, and I wondered at the deepness of my feelings for Lindsey. It was more than just the sex. It was the beginning of something more.

  This passion was demonstrated in the heat of the kiss, my mouth possessing hers.

  Slowly, I pulled out of her and then slowly pushed back in, making slow love to my Lindsey.

  Her moans reinforced what her hot, wet, silky pussy was telling me.

  I continued to hold, my hands squeezing her sexy ass, as my cock went deep inside Lindsey’s very core.

  “Hold up one of your tits for me.” I could hear the need in my own voice.

  She took one of her hands from around my neck and held up her tit, so I could suck and nibble on her luscious pink nipple. I swirled my tongue around it, flicking it with my tongue.

  Her lusty moans told me that my cock and my mouth were bringing her close to the edge.

  I looked up at her and smiled, and she offered her other breast up for the same treatment. I lavished her nipple with my tongue, lapping it as though it were a sweet candy to enjoy.

  Her panting became even heavier when I sucked her nipple, biting it ever so gently. As I held it between my teeth, I flicked it with my tongue.

  Her hard rosebud swelled under my treatment.

  I loved the way her body responded to mine. I loved how she felt in my arms.

  She put both of her arms back around my neck, and I slowly pulled out of her pussy, her hot, silken walls caressing my cock.

  Then, with one thrust, I embedded myself deep inside of her, stretching her pussy walls tight around me.

  She moaned and tightened her hands on my shoulders, her fingers clenched in my muscles.

  Once again, I slowly moved out of her and then impaled my hard, thick shaft deep inside her satiny folds.

  Lindsey cried out, and I felt her walls tighten even more around my dick. Then, with another loud cry, she exploded, her hot cum gushing over me like a waterfall.

  Knowing she was satisfied, I pumped her pussy a couple more times, and then my thick hose fired a stream of hot liquid inside of her, throbbing and thundering.

  She leaned her head against the shower wall and closed her eyes. Her quick pants told me that she felt like the goddess she was.

  Gently, I lowered her to the floor but had to hold her when her knees buckled. She placed a soft kiss on my lips and leaned against the shower wall, letting the water completely relax her.

  After a few minutes, she washed and then got out.

  She wrapped one of the huge towels around herself, after I dried her off.

  “You wore me out. Would you mind if I took a nap?”

  “Not at all, Lindsey. I’m glad that you enjoyed yourself.”

  She smiled. “That’s an understatement.”

  I tucked her into bed. I really wanted to stay and cuddle with her, but I had some work I had to get done.

  She snuggled down into the bed, and I tucked her in with a kiss on the forehead.

  Xavier got in later that evening. We sat down in the lounge, with a glass of scotch.

  “What did you guys do today while I was slaving away at the office?”

  “Would you believe we went fishing? We talked. She’s a very intelligent woman.”

  “She is, definitely.” Xavier looked at me with a knowing smile. “Just fishing and talking, huh?”

  “Weeellll. We had to take a shower after. She invited me in with her. What kind of man would I be to refuse a woman like that?”

  Xavier nodded. Then, after a pause, he said, “I am beginning to think that I really like her.”

  “Me too.”

  “No, I mean really, really like her. I think I might be falling for her.”

  “I’m having those same feelings. There is something special about her that I have not found in any other woman.”

  “I agree.” Xavier paused. “I would like to continue seeing her after the month is over. As in a relationship. A long-term relationship.”

  I hesitated before I said, “I was thinking the same thing.”

  We were both silent for a while, thinking about the situation. This was just supposed to be a fun adventure. Now it was turning into something a lot more serious. We had agreed that we could share her sexually. But how could we do that if we were both falling for her?

  “What are we going to do about this?”

  “I don’t know.” Xavier thought for a second. “We could ask her to choose.”

  “She would never go for that. She would never want to hurt either of us. I think she would choose neither before she chose one of us.”

  “I don’t want to lose her.”

  “Neither do I.”

  Suddenly, Lindsey burst into the room. Her hair was still messy and she was dressed in a t-shirt and jeans.

  “I would never want to come between you guys. You're brothers.”

  Lindsey ran out the door, in her bare feet, before either of us could stop her.

  8

  Lindsey

  The nap did me worlds of good. I was completely wiped out from the day’s events. If fishing and a romp in the shower wore me out like that, I wondered how I would ever make it through a full day in court, dealing with the emotions of children, parents and everyone else. I guessed that I was going to have to drink more V-8 Juice and take some vitamin B-12.

  I decided I would think about that later. I laid in the bed thinking about the shower adventure, as I labeled it. Jamel was one sexy man. I loved the little spattering of hair across his chest. That had always been a turn-on for me. My mind was filled with images
of his amazing body, standing there, with the hot water pouring over him, making him look like a delicious dessert of a chocolate fountain.

  In the past, I had never been one to take naps. My mother couldn’t even get me to take naps when I was a kid. However, after spending time in the shower with Jamel, I was sleepy and satisfied. All I wanted to do was to snuggle between the soft sheets.

  I couldn’t get over the idea of having sex in the shower. He was amazingly strong to be able to hold me up and move his hips that way. The idea of being completely impaled on his cock was enough to make me wet all over again.

  To be honest, I wasn’t sure which I liked better: The reaction I got from him when I sucked his dick or the way he made me feel when he completely filled me with his hard shaft while sucking on my nipples. I really loved knowing that there was something that I could do that would make him feel so good. I thought that if he hadn’t stopped me when he did, he would have ejaculated in my mouth. That was a new taste I would have to try. I wondered if Jamel and Xavier would taste different.

  I blushed, even though these were my own private thoughts. It made me feel a little wanton. And a lot horny.

  I stretched out in bed, reliving the memories of that afternoon. I could feel the heat building inside of me again. I was really sore, but I was definitely ready for round two.

  The sex in the shower was incredible, although I had to admit, I liked the bed better. It was a lot softer.

  I was also very proud of myself for sucking his cock. It took a lot of courage to just get down on my knees and start. I guessed that I did really well on the blow job. I’d been known to read stories on the internet and in magazines about people having sex and doing all kinds of acts with each other. I always wanted to try it, and Jamel’s cock looked amazing, standing out, just inviting itself into my mouth.

  Craig just wanted to have sex. Put it in, he came, then he rolled over and went to sleep. He never bothered to notice whether I enjoyed it, and he never was interested in anything but straight sex.

  It made me wonder what I ever saw in that jerk.

  I felt revived and decided that it was time to get up. I could hear the men talking, so I guessed that Xavier must be back.

  I grabbed a t-shirt and a pair of jeans and headed to the lounge, thinking that I was going to join them.

  I stopped at the doorway. They were talking about me. Both of them said they were feeling more for me than they anticipated. They both said that they wanted to see more of me after the month was over.

  Then, one of them suggested that I choose between them.

  At that moment, my heart shattered. I could never choose between them. I knew that I felt more for them too, but I loved them both equally. There was no way that I could choose one over the other. There was no way that I could be in one man’s arms and not think about the other man.

  I also knew that this was how relationships were destroyed. A woman could destroy a brotherhood. There was no way in hell that I was going to come between them.

  I ran out into the living room and told them as much. I could never choose between them, and I never, in a million years, would have agreed to this arrangement if I knew that I would end up causing a rift between them.

  My insides were churning, and my stomach was boiling over. The hot, salty tears flooded my eyes, and I ran out the back door.

  I had run quite a way before I realized that I had run out of the house without any shoes on. My feet hurt. I sank down near a tree and saw that my feet were actually bleeding. I had cut them on rocks and sticks. My heart was beating a million miles an hour, and I was afraid that I would never be able to catch my breath. Either my lungs were going to collapse or my heart was going to tear through my chest. Either way, I was sure I wasn’t going to survive the night.

  As I sank to the ground, I replayed the conversation that I overheard. They were getting angry with each other because of me.

  When they first proposed the idea of this month’s adventure to me, I thought that this was something that they did all the time. They seemed so natural at working together, so to speak.

  I also thought that it was just as they said, an adventure. I never would have guessed that they would fall for me. They were rich and they were sexy as heck. They were smart and fun. They were absolutely amazing. There were millions of women who would kill to be with either of them, who were more beautiful than I am. So why would they choose me? I was just a middle-class woman who was never going to get rich being a children’s advocate.

  Of course, it was an insult to them if I thought that they cared only about money and status. Obviously, they were much better men than that, or I wouldn’t care about them so much. I hated shallow people.

  However, they lived in a world I would never fit in. They had fancy galas and dinners. I preferred alfredo primavera from Domino’s, biscuits and gravy, and chicken and dumplings. And whatever Joan cooked. (She was a good cook).

  So, even if I could have chosen between the two men, I would have never fit into their world. I liked my mac-n-cheese and Criminal Minds. Not hors d'oeuvres and champagne. I loved my t-shirts and blue jeans. Not ball gowns and fancy jewellery.

  It didn’t really matter, because I would have never chosen between them anyway. I cared too much about them to destroy their relationship.

  One of the “rules of engagement”, so to speak, was that I could ask to be taken back home at any time, no harm, no foul. Although I was hating the thought of missing out on time with them, I decided that it was time to go back now. That way, I could get on with my life and they could get on with theirs, and forget about me.

  I would never forget about them, because they made me feel special and beautiful in ways that no one ever had. No man had ever taken the time to get to know the true me and find the beauty inside of me. The phenomenal me.

  Once my decision was made, I felt both relieved and sad. I had solved the problem. I would walk away from the best things in my life before I destroyed them.

  I stared at the bottom of my feet and tried to pull some of the splinters out of them. I wasn’t thinking when I ran out the door. I just knew that I couldn’t listen to them argue over me. I didn’t notice that my feet were getting hurt until I sat down and saw the blood on them.

  Most of the splinters came out pretty easily, but there were a few that might take a needle and tweezers. It wasn’t like this was the first time I had splinters, nor was it likely to be the last.

  Besides, the cuts on my feet didn’t hurt nearly as much as the wounds in my heart did.

  I knew that I would definitely miss them, and that they would forever be a part of me.

  Leaning against the tree, I closed my eyes.

  The next thing I knew, Xavier was shaking me awake. He and Jamel were on either side of me, staring at me. I squealed, startled.

  “Woman, you nearly scared the life out of us,” Jamel scolded.

  “Yeah. What did you think you were doing, taking off on us like that? You didn’t have much of a head start, but it still took us an hour to find you. We were worried,” Xavier added.

  “I’m sorry. I just needed to get out. I couldn’t stand to listen to you guys argue.”

  “We understand. We’re sorry. We’ll talk when we get back to the house. Okay?”

  I nodded.

  Xavier saw my feet. “Woman, if I weren’t worried about you right now, I’d turn you over my knee and spank your ass.”

  “Don’t threaten me with a good time,” I retorted.

  Jamel rolled his eyes. “This is not the time to plan your next sexual adventure. Let’s get her back to the house.”

  Xavier wrapped the blanket around me since the sun went down and it was getting a little chillier. He picked me up and slung me over his shoulder like I was a sack of potatoes.

  I smacked him on the shoulders and told him to knock it off.

  “Would you two please quit messing around so we can get her back to the house?”

  “Fine.” Xav
ier pulled me back and cradled me in his arms all the way back to the house. I put my arms around his neck, leaned my head against his chest and sighed.

  “My heroes in shining armor.”

  “Xavier’s armor is tarnished.”

  “It is not. I polish it regularly with your toothbrush.”

  “That’s alright. I use your toothbrush to clean the toilet with.”

  I couldn’t stop myself from joining in the banter. “Ewww. That’s what that nasty smell was when you got close to me. I thought you just had some bad breath from lunch.”

  “Don’t make me drop you, Woman.”

  “Children. Can we please just get back to the house. Sheesh.”

  “He thinks that just because he is older, he can boss me around.”

  “He thinks that just because he is a man, he can boss me around,” Lindsey put in her two cents worth.

  “I think that because I’m the only sane one around here, I can boss you around. Thank goodness the house is just a few yards further.”

  Xavier set me gently down on the couch and went in search of a couple of hot rags. Jamel held them on my feet to draw the splinters out, while Xavier went in search of tweezers, a needle and some peroxide.

  Then, they knelt down in front of me, each of them cradling a foot, and began their operations.

  It did hurt a little as they dug around in my feet, even though they tried to be careful.

  “While you guys are down there, you could take care of another issue,” I said, grinning evilly.

  “You don’t deserve that, young lady. You stormed out of the house without any shoes and hurt your tootsies. Now we have to perform major surgery.”

  “Yeah, what he said,” Xavier chimed in.

  “No fair. Two against one. I’m just a delicate flower who needs protecting from big brutes like you who are ganging up on me.”

  “Honey, I love you, but you are no delicate flower. I bet you could take a punch as well as any man.”

  Xavier and I both stopped still at what he said.

  He looked at us puzzled, and then realized the words that came out of his mouth.

  Jamel grinned at his brother and then smiled at me. “Well, I do, you know. I do love you.”