The Escort Series (Billionaire Bachelors) - Complete Collection
Page 4
“Yeah baby,” he rasped, his hands squeezing tighter on her bouncing ass. “Fuck that cock…ride me till you gush your hot juices all over me. Damn you’re tight…so tight. You’ll milk me dry…”
His words made her moan even louder, and she lost all control. Her hands grasped harder round the base of Ryan’s cock, and she stared up at him with pleading eyes. Her mouth barely managed to get his cock halfway in, but somehow, she could tell he knew what she wanted. He nodded imperceptibly, taking hold of both sides of her head. “Come on, my sweet Bea…let’s do this together,” he said, and her eyes closed dreamily. Yes.
Jason deep inside her pussy, and Ryan deep inside her mouth – it was perfect. In moments she finally gave vent to her release, unable to keep it back if she tried. Ryan clung tight, wrapping his arms around her waist as he too, blasted forth with deep, almost punishing thrusts as he came powerfully. At just that same moment, Bea felt Ryan erupt into her mouth, his thick shaft pulsing as he jetted rope after rope of cum down her throat. It felt like heaven to slurp him down as her walls convulsed and shook around Jason’s rampaging cock.
It took her seconds to realize that Ryan had been right earlier; she was amazed she’d never got to try this before. And even as the high notes of her orgasm began to ebb into whispers, she knew she couldn’t wait to do it again…
Billionaire Brothers: The Escort Book 2
Chapter One
Oh my…God.
Bea was still in a state of shock, two days after that night she’d spent with the two billionaire brothers, Ryan and Jason Wallace.
‘What on earth had come over me?’, Bea thought with an inner wail as she bunched her fists into her hair in mortification. Had she had too much to drink? Or was it all down to her damned lack of experience with handling men?
It had been a losing battle from the start. Two absolutely gorgeous, charming and sexually predatory men had been too much for the unexposed Bea to handle. Even she knew that and she wanted to kick herself for it!
She only had to close her eyes and she could see their hands moving all over her body…their tongues dancing over different places at the same time – and then finally, managing to send her shooting into orbit with barely an effort.
Just remembering how she’d acted – like some tigress – was enough to make her cringe every time.
Bea knew she’d taken a big, stupid risk following the two men back into their hotel. What if they’d been rapists and had had no intention of letting her go if she’d declined to continue? Bea knew it could have gone either way. She’d just been extremely lucky that those two had been perfect gentlemen – perfect at seducing a totally susceptible woman, that is.
Lisa Kendrick has a lot to answer for, Bea thought vengefully as she impatiently waited for her roommate to arrive from her Vegas trip. Lisa was due any minute and Bea was practically pacing the living room in anticipation.
She thought of what it had felt like to wake up in the capacious bed and find herself butt naked and flanked between two equally nude and sleeping men.
She’d suddenly recalled being carried to the bedroom after that first episode on the couch and then sharing the monstrous bathtub with the both of them and then…tumbling into their bed.
And this time, things got switched up a little. She’d ended up lying on her back, legs spread wide as Ryan fucked her deep and hard while her mouth had been busy pleasuring Jason’s cock. Every sexual scenario had found her getting stuffed either way and it was a wonder she could walk out of the hotel in one piece the next morning.
She’d been relieved when she awoke that they’d been so deeply asleep. They didn’t stir while she had quickly dressed and slipped out. The last thing she had wanted was to face them both again and she hadn’t minded making a quick getaway to spare them all of the inevitable awkwardness. Lets not forget, she thought, to spare her the temptation to jump right back into the sack with them the moment they awoke…
How on earth could she go from being celibate a whole year, to bedding two guys in one night – at the same time? She asked herself this question now with a wondrous shake of her head. Even though forty-eight hours had passed since the incident, the whole event was still as fresh in her mind as it was yesterday.
The things they’d made her do; the things they’d made her say…
When she went over the images in her mind, flashing before her without even having to try to recollect them; there on the couch, with her bouncing on Jason’s cock and then sucking on Ryan’s before he ejaculated in her mouth…She moaned with half-shame, half-arousal. The taste of him had been delicious…and Jason, with his fast, steady fuck had been just as heady as when his brother Ryan had pounded into her from the back. Damn, she knew that night would take a long while to erase from her memory, if ever.
To think how much she’d protested, and fumed, only to fall for their whacky “wager”…
But then, maybe it wasn’t so whacky after all. Well, Bea had obviously lost, but then the strangest thing happened when she checked her purse after she arrived home. Tucked inside an envelope, was a check – for two hundred thousand dollars.
At first, she thought it was some kind of sick joke. Just when had that got into her purse? And then Bea realized either of them could have placed it there while she’d been asleep. But why would they do that? Why pay her so much when she’d been so sure it had simply been just a ruse to get her into bed?
That was one of the reasons why she was so confused, dazed, angry and humiliated. Even after she’d caved in (too easily, she thought with even more shame), those filthy rich billionaires still paid her the “bet”.
How crazy was that?
But then, rich men were crazy, or at least some of them were by all accounts. Bea had read enough about people swimming in money who thought nothing about throwing so much away on one frivolous reason or the other. And hadn’t Lisa told her that her clients were so rich they never thought twice about spending a load of money for her company?
And yet, Bea had given more than her company, hadn’t she? She’d played her part in the kinky ménage and now the brothers had magnanimously decided to pay her for it. It didn’t matter that paying two hundred thousand dollars for sharing one night with a woman seemed over the top on any level.
Bea’s head was in a whirl. She needed to talk to someone, needed to find a way to send the money back to them. No way was she keeping it. She’d already made too many mistakes. First, for letting Lisa talk her into taking her place as their escort, and secondly, for being weak and stupid enough to fall into their bed.
But once Lisa returned, Bea found herself incapable of confessing the truth to her flat mate. How could Bea tell Lisa how silly she’d acted? It wasn’t that having sex was a crime or anything, but for some reason, Bea wavered at the idea of coming clean. So when Lisa demanded to know how the evening went, Bea could only give a weak reply.
“It was…fun. They were very nice um…men.”
Lisa chuckled. “You make them sound so tame! From what I hear, they’re the most eligible bachelors in Scotland. Every woman in Europe would give their left eye for a night with either of them. I also heard they’ve got a bit of a way with women and I was so worried they’d try and lure you into bed with them or something.”
Bea was so thankful that Lisa was busy unpacking so she couldn’t see Bea’s face flush red.
“Nothing of the sort,” Bea managed to croak, jumping to her feet. “They were perfect ah…gentlemen. I had a really nice evening. And how was your trip?”
Lisa finally turned to face her, and had a dreamy look on her face as she sighed. “It was such fun, as always. He’s the most generous of my clients and I must say, I’m glad I didn’t stand him up, even if I missed my chance to meet the deliciously devilish Wallace brothers.”
If only you knew exactly what you missed, Bea thought as her eyes darted guiltily. But then, if Lisa had been the one to go, what were the chances she’d have been “lured into their bed?” -
the way Bea had been? Sure, the brothers had acted like Bea had really caught their fancy, but who knew with these red-blooded males anyway? Anything in a skirt would do and as she continued to think about it, Bea was convinced that there’d been no special connection as they’d claimed. They’d just sensed that here was a naïve, easily baited woman and she’d fallen so easily into their trap.
Bea’s dubious thoughts were broken by Lisa, suddenly coming to throw an arm around her shoulders, saying warmly, “You did it, babe. You went out and had a blast. And though you may act like it was nothing, I can tell this was a really big leap for you.”
You can say that again, Bea added wryly to herself.
“I mean, how many girls out there can boast that they’d been wined and dined by the two hottest Scotsmen in America?” Lisa teased, giving Bea a quick, hard hug. “Thanks, Bea. You really saved my ass. And to make it up to you, I brought you a gift from Vegas!”
Bea started to protest that she didn’t require a gift, but Lisa waved her words away and started to dig into her luggage once again. Swallowing a sigh, Bea decided that for now, she had to bear the burden alone as regards her night with Ryan and Jason, and what she was going to do about the check.
One thing was for certain: she wasn’t taking a dime of their money. No matter how shocked and freaked out with herself she was, she couldn’t lie that while it had lasted, her night with them had rocked. They’d pampered her body like she was some exotic feast to be relished. There wasn’t an inch of her that hadn’t felt their tongue. And then they’d let her do the same for them both.
So basically Bea had played the part of a horny female – one who’d obviously deprived herself from sex much too long. She knew this though: she’d never fall for the same trick twice and that night with Ryan and Jason will remain a one-off twist of fate she had no intention of ever repeating…
Chapter Two
Bea would have loved to think her life went back to normal, eventually. But she knew she was only kidding herself. True, she showed up every day at her job, which she took much pride in. She loved the sense of achievement it gave her making an impact in such an influential industry. And the company she worked for was one of the top players in their field.
So why did she no longer feel fulfilled?
Why did she think with a twitch of fondness of her one night of glamour? When she’d felt like “Cinderella”, all dressed up. And she’d ended up with not one Prince Charming, but two!
The elegantly posh setting of the club, the trendy crowd, and the company of two very gorgeous men… Bea had to admit; she was getting mixed feelings about that fateful night. She’d acted like a right tart, she knew, but she’d definitely not even considered sleeping with the two billionaires for money. She’d succumbed to them because they’d carved a hole within her sexuality that had needed to be filled, and only by them.
Her darkest, most hidden fantasies found life when they’d both reached for her, peeling off her clothes, taking her breasts in their hands, kissing her mouth in turns. Bea would have never considered herself capable of acting so wantonly, but she’d now convinced herself she’d done nothing wrong. Oh, she’d acted out of character, but the fact remained was that she was grown. And grown women could have threesomes once in a while if they so wished. Right?
Bea couldn’t help grinning to herself at this thought as she let herself into the apartment, only to almost jump out of her skin when Lisa flew at her the moment she entered.
“Where the hell have you been? I’ve been waiting forever for you to get home!” Lisa cried, grabbing her arm. Bea stared in surprise at Lisa’s strange behavior.
“I always get home by this time, unless I have errands to run. Besides, you could have rung my cell if there was a problem.”
Lisa waved her hand dismissively. “Of course I couldn’t call; I wanted to wait and see your expression when you hear the news.”
Bea’s eyes darted in confusion. “What news?”
“You won’t believe it,” Lisa breathed with a wide beam. “Today, I got a call from my agency. Looks like the two Wallace brothers made another booking. And no, they don’t want me. It’s you, Bea! They seem to be under the impression you work for the agency or something.’
“I did what you asked me to, Lisa,” Bea said, speaking as if she was on autopilot, her head in a daze. “I arrived, told them I was the escort sent to replace you. They…they said they had no problem with that. I guess it all went well.”
“I’d say it went better than that! They’re attending some kind of new club opening and require your escort companionship. The agency tried to explain that you won’t be available, but they insisted it’s you they want.”
Lisa looked a little sheepish. “I already told my agency I got you to help me out, and they thought it had been unprofessional of me. But now, they’re hoping you can take this assignment, Bea. What do you think?”
“What do I think?” Bea echoed, glaring and gaping at her at the same time.
“I know, I know, it seems crazy!” Lisa exclaimed, shaking Bea’s shoulders with glee. “But in a way, I think it’s pretty cool. They met you, and seem to like you. Now, they want to see you again. My agency was reluctant to tell them you weren’t officially an escort, so like I said, they’re interested in you making the appointment.”
“And they’re counting on you to convince me, right? Like you did the last time.” Bea couldn’t keep the accusation from her tone – then immediately felt bad about it. It wasn’t Lisa’s fault that Bea had had zero self-control when it had come down to the two billionaire brothers Ryan and Jason. However, if Bea had never agreed to go in place of Lisa, she’d never have met them in the first place.
“I can’t do it,” Bea said decisively, rising once more to her now steady feet. She saw Lisa’s crestfallen expression, and sighed angrily. “Do you have any idea what you’re asking me?”
“Will it be so bad?” Lisa asked in a quizzical tone. “You told me they were nice guys. Obviously, you made a great impression on them. My agency assured them they could get me to make the appointment this time – or any of the agency’s most exclusive escorts. But no, the Wallace brothers stood firm that it was you they want. And they offered to pay the agency a very generous fee.”
Ah, the money angle again, Bea said with inner anger. The brothers hadn’t changed their tactics at all, she fumed.
“It’s not even about the money,” Lisa said quietly. “And trust me, I’m not getting anything out of talking you into this. I just…it sounds so exciting, Bea. I just knew you’d be a hit with them – and I was right. These guys are so rich they can shower you with tons of fabulous gifts. You’ll be spoiled within an inch of your life. This is such a wonderful opportunity, girl! Have you ever considered – you know, taking up this kind of pursuit for real?”
Bea’s eyes snapped. “You mean, like becoming a real escort?”
Lisa chuckled. “Yeah, sure. I’m one too, remember? It’s a respectable occupation as any. It’s not like you’re getting paid for sex or anything. That’s a different chapter entirely. And you get to keep your day job, too. It’s just that your evenings and weekends will get a lot more exciting from now on once you become an escort.” Her grin widened. “I know many girls at my agency who hold down fulltime professions in addition to their escort work. I’m talking accountants, school teachers, fashion models – and even dentists. This is just a great way to have fun and also make some cool cash that a sensible woman can’t say no to.”
“I can’t believe you want me to become a professional escort,” Bea said tightly.
Lisa raised her shoulders in a shrug, her eyes twinkling. “Okay, let’s keep to baby steps. Let’s just stick to trying to get you through this Wallace brothers episode. So will you do it?”
“No,” Bea said firmly. “I don’t care if they chose me specially. That favor I did for you? Well, that was a one-time event. I’m not going through that again.”
Lisa sighed deeply. �
�Why do you keep thinking I’m asking this because of me? Bea, I want you to do this for you. Somehow, you’ve got this chance to really get to start living; acting your age. You’re barely twenty five but you insist on living like some…schoolmarm spinster! You shy away from involvements, and you don’t even like to date. I’m not trying to mother you or anything but girl, I think this is another great opportunity for you to actually start experiencing life, and not just existing.”
Bea let out a ragged breath. “You don’t understand,” she said through gritted teeth. “I told you; this is not me at all. Sure, the first time might have gone well, but you have no idea what I went through.”
That was true, at least, Bea added wryly to herself. Lisa may never get to know how Bea’s first night as an “escort” had gone – and how she hadn’t even been able to keep her composure – and chastity – where the two brothers were concerned!
A frown crossed Lisa’s forehead. “What do you mean? Did they mistreat you in any way? I thought you said they were perfect gentlemen.”
Bea shoved her hands through her dark hair. “Oh sure, they were. But I won’t lie, Lisa…I’ve never met guys like them before. They’re a bit…overwhelming. Especially since there’s two of them. They’re just a lot for an everyday girl like me to handle.” She had a rueful smile on her face as she added, “And I understand that you think it’s time I grabbed life in my hands – but one night with the Wallace billionaire brothers was more than enough for me.”
In more ways than you can ever imagine, thought Bea with a tiny blush stealing up her neck that she hoped Lisa wouldn’t notice.
But Lisa was too busy feeling disappointed. “Well, okay. I guess I’ll have to respect your opinion. I’ll never push you into something you weren’t really comfortable with. I mean, just because I think it’s a fantastic opportunity and these appear to be a couple of really great guys…”
Lisa sighed heavily, her smile self-deprecating. “I have to stop trying to mold you into what I think you should be. But you’re cool just the way you are, Bea. I wouldn’t change anything about you. You’re shy, yet serene nature, your sweet personality. There’s no cause for me to wish you could suddenly push yourself out of your comfort zone, or test your own limits. That’s not for me to call. So…just do you, honey. I totally respect that about you; the way you stand your ground for what you believe in. So you know what? I’m calling the agency and telling them you’re not interested. The Wallace brothers will have to forgo the pleasure of your company this time.”