Billionaire Romance: King's Game Complete Series: King's Romance Box Set (Part 1-10) - The Complete Collection

by Sarah J. Brooks

  “We gathered information for your case and then slept at the hotel,” I said.

  I decided it would be way too risky to try and lie to him. He probably already knew exactly where we had been.

  “Why the hotel? You didn’t like me watching him fuck you?”

  “Um, well. We were tired.”

  “So you didn’t like me watching you?”

  I didn’t know what to say. No, I didn’t like him watching when Ryan and I had made love. He just stood in the doorway and directed Ryan like he was some sort of drill sergeant.

  But I had to admit it was exciting to have someone watching. I secretly had always thought about having a threesome with two guys, but that was just a weird fantasy. I had no intentions of ever actually participating in such a thing.

  “We were just tired.”

  “Let me watch you now,” Roberto said as he pulled me up to stand in front of him.

  “What?”

  I had no idea what he was talking about. What did he want to watch? Ryan wasn’t even there.

  “Take your clothes off for me, I want to watch you.”

  “Um, well. I should probably get going,” I said as I started to head for the front door.

  Roberto grabbed my hand and pulled it up to his lips. He kissed the back of it and then continued with small kisses all the way up my arm.

  I felt panicked as I stood there with him. I was excited by him, way more excited than I wanted to be. I felt my body pulsing for him; I felt my lips as they urged him to keep kissing up my arm all the way.

  I parted my lips gently and watched him as he slowly and gently kissed my skin. Goosebumps formed and my eyes met his.

  Quickly he pressed his body up against mine and let his lips move to meet my parted lips. It all happened so fast.

  I felt his body throbbing as he held onto me. His passion toward me was intense and I hated that I liked it so much. I continued to kiss him back and then he started to pull off my shirt.

  My brain said to stop, but my body just kept complying with everything he wanted. I let him hold my hands over my head as he gently pulled off my shirt. His lips against mine were soft and oddly familiar.

  Soon he had pulled off all my clothes and I stood there naked.

  It wasn’t every day that I stood naked in the dining room of a mansion, with a convicted murderer. My heart continued to pound with excitement as I looked at Roberto. His hands were gentle and he turned me around toward the dinner table.

  With a thrust of his arm, Roberto flung all the dishes off the table and onto the floor and then bent me over the table. I thought he would slide inside of me right there, but he didn’t.

  I tried to calm my breath, but I just couldn’t. I was aroused, I was wet, I was not thinking straight at all. I heard the door from the kitchen open and then close quickly.

  I tried to stand up, but Roberto put his hand on my back and pressed me down toward the table. After the door to the kitchen closed again, Robert let his hand move down to my ass.

  My eyes were closed as I enjoyed the touch of his fingers on the delicate skin of my ass. He used one of his legs to spread mine open and I felt exposed. My nakedness was right there for him to look at and I felt self-conscious.

  He stood behind me and I felt his hand as it slid down my ass and touched my wetness.

  Roberto let out a deep sigh as his fingers gently played with me. It had been years since he had been with a woman. I knew that and continued to lay bent over the table with my ass in the air.

  The goose bumps had faded from my body and now I felt the sweat as it formed on my brow. Thinking about Roberto and his desires as he looked at me, it was very erotic.

  Roberto came to the side of the table and I saw the bulge in his tan pants. My hand instinctively reached out and felt him. His cock was pulsing and throbbing so hard that I could feel it through the fabric of his pants.

  I unzipped his pants, I needed to pull him out. I needed to wrap my fingers around him and feel his flesh in the palm of my hand. I started to pull his cock out of his pants and then heard the front door open. I knew exactly who it was, I knew it was Ryan.

  ***

  I cringed as Ryan walked into the dining room. I could feel him close behind me, but he didn’t say anything. My hand was literally inside of Roberto’s pants.

  “Fuck her,” Roberto said to Ryan.

  I just put my head down on the table. I couldn’t bear to look at Ryan so I certainly wasn’t going to turn around.

  His hands touched my back and he rubbed them up and down my skin. I felt his pelvis as it pressed up against my ass. My mind raced with the whole situation. I wanted to stop it, but on the other hand; I was so excited. I felt my whole body tingling with the adrenaline of the moment.

  Ryan grabbed my ass and I heard him unzip his pants. His cock was smooth and hard as he rubbed it around and got wet so he could slide inside of me.

  I let out a moan of pleasure when I felt him inside of me and I let go of Roberto’s cock. But Roberto reached over and pulled my hand back toward him. He wrapped my hand around him and his hand held me in place. Slowly he used my hand to stroke himself and I felt him getting more and more aroused with each stroke.

  I lifted my head and moved over toward him, as Ryan continued to thrust inside of me from behind. My mouth wanted to taste Roberto; I desired to feel him inside of me and couldn’t stop myself.

  My lips wrapped around him and I took him deep into my mouth. Roberto’s moans egged me on to suck harder and deeper. His body thrust toward me like he couldn’t get enough.

  For a brief moment, I wondered what the fuck I was doing. It was too late to stop now, I was in the middle of a billionaire lawyer and convicted murderer. My body was filled with excitement and wanted to continue to feel the pleasure that both men were bringing me. It was all so much, yet not enough at the same time.

  We had already started down this road of desire; I wasn’t going to stop it now. My fantasy to have two men at once had never involved such powerful men, but having them both was surely going to fulfill my fantasy forever.

  I had always thought a threesome would be filled with a lot of talking and things like that. I imagined it involved a lot of coordination and deciding who got to me in each position. But Roberto and Ryan seemed to be doing just fine without talking to each other. In fact, they seemed to despise each other.

  As Ryan thrust inside of me, he reached up to grab my breasts. He held onto them and pulled me toward him. At the same time, Roberto tried to pull me closer to him so I could get my mouth around him fully. It was an erotic game of tug of war.

  Both men were so used to getting exactly what they wanted. This time though, they would have to share. I wasn’t giving up either one of them. This was my fantasy and I wanted to finish it out.

  I really didn’t know what had come over me. Perhaps the desire I saw in both of their eyes had driven me to have a new self-confidence in myself. But I stood up and separated from both of them. I walked through the dining room and into the study and laid down on the chaise lounge chair.

  Ryan was quickly beside me and grabbed me and placed me on his lap. I straddled him as he slid inside of me. For that brief moment, it was just the two of us. We looked each other in the eyes and there was an understanding. This was just a thing, it didn’t have to ever happen again, but for tonight it was happening.

  I felt Roberto’s presence behind me before I actually felt him touch me. He stood there very close to us and watched as I slid up and down on Ryan’s cock.

  My heart raced as I wondered what Roberto would do. I knew what I wanted him to do, but would he actually go full force and get involved in fucking me at the same time Ryan was.

  I pressed Ryan back onto the couch and leaned onto him so my ass teased Roberto even more than before.

  “Fuck her,” Ryan said as he looked me in the eyes.

  I couldn’t help but smile at the way he said it. Ryan mimicked the tone that Roberto had used to him
and it was funny. It was funny to have Ryan directing Roberto at anything.

  Roberto listened to Ryan though and I felt him finding his place behind me. Ryan held onto my waist and stopped thrusting for a minute as Roberto pressed himself into me.

  My eyes fixated on Ryan as I tried to come to terms with the double penetration that had filled my body fuller than I could have imagined. I moaned, I moaned loud as neither man moved. They both allowed me time to adjust to their girth before continuing on.

  I had only thought of something like this in the deepest darkest parts of my fantasy world. Never would I have sought out this threesome, never would I have suggested it. But in that moment my body was exquisitely happy that it was happening.

  Ryan started to pulse his hips slowly and I closed my eyes. The intensity of my arousal was off the charts. I didn’t know if I could take even one more minute of it all. Ryan lifted my chin and looked at me with his deep brown eyes.

  “Are you alright?” He asked tenderly.

  I shook my head yes. Then let my face rest in the crook of his neck. I couldn’t concentrate on talking or anything at that moment. I was trying desperately not to cum. I wanted this fantasy moment to last longer than one minute.

  As Ryan started to move more, I felt my body shiver as my explosion got near. His thrusts moved differently inside of me and combined with the thrusts of Roberto, I just couldn’t take another minute. I held on tight to Ryan as I moaned out in pleasure. My orgasm was deeper and more intense than any I had ever felt before.

  I felt Roberto leave me, but I didn’t have the energy to lift my head up to see where he had gone. I was spent. Everything in my body shook from exhaustion and the last thing I remembered was Ryan carrying me up the stairs to his room.

  ***

  I woke up and it was the middle of the night. That meant I had slept the entire day away! I looked beside me and the bed was empty. My hand lingered on the silky sheets as I let my eyes look around the dark room.

  On the table, next to the bed was some toast and orange juice. I was famished and quickly devoured them. I was disoriented because it was dark outside and I had no idea where Ryan had gone.

  I searched for my cell phone, but it was likely still downstairs in the dining room.

  I closed my eyes and shook my head as I remembered what had happened the night before. How could I ever face Ryan or Roberto after a night shared with the two of them?

  I went to the bathroom and drew myself a warm bath to relax and decide what to do next. Did I even want to stay mixed up with this whole situation? It was complex and probably more than I should be dealing with.

  There was something more between Ryan and Roberto that I couldn’t figure out. Yes, I felt like Ryan had a feeling of being obligated to help Roberto. But there was more to it than some blackmail and money. I felt something between the two of them, a sense of agitation and anger toward each other that no one would have unless something terrible had gone down.

  I didn’t know if I could stick around this wild mess anymore though. It was intense. Being around Ryan was very intense and being around the two of them was heart pounding and scary.

  Ryan had seemed so afraid of Roberto when we were at the hotel. He genuinely didn’t want anything to do with him. Yet when we returned home and Roberto send Ryan out of the house; he just went. It baffled me how Ryan did as Roberto told him all the time.

  I would have forgotten about both of them and just moved on, if I hadn’t started to have feelings for Ryan. The more I was around him, the more I saw that he wasn’t this dangerous jerk that I had first met. In fact, I was 100% sure that he kept that jackass persona as a way of keeping people at a distance. He didn’t want to get close to anyone, not me or anyone else.

  The problem was, he was getting close to me. I felt it when we made love in the hotel and I even felt it last night. His defenses were breaking down and I like that. I liked the real Ryan that I was getting to know.

  The real Ryan didn’t hide behind his money or celebrity. The Ryan that I had been in bed with he wanted more from his relationship with me; he wanted something beyond sex.

  As I finished my bath, I gathered my things and made my way out the front door. I was too tired to look for Ryan or Roberto, all I wanted to do was get home and fall asleep in my comfortable bed. I wanted to sleep for two or three days straight and just stop worrying about everything that was going on with Ryan and Roberto.

  ***

  Normal had become a relative term for me. But I was still in law school and I did have to keep up with my class work so I didn’t fail out.

  I skipped supervision with Ryan and went straight to class. It was oddly comforting to sit in the lecture hall and blend in with the rest of the students. I listened to the professor and took notes, just like a good student should.

  Following the rules had once been the way I lived my life, but hanging around Ryan had derailed everything. I was now embroiled in helping a convicted murder get free forever.

  “Jennifer, nice of you to join us,” Markus said as we left the class.

  “Cut me a break, I’ve been studying.”

  “Oh, bullshit! You’ve been hanging around Mr. King.”

  I looked shocked at Markus when he called me out. I had tried to keep things quiet, only my roommate knew about the two of us and she had promised not to say anything. How on earth did Markus find out?

  “What do you mean?” I asked as I tried to think of a way out of this.

  It couldn’t get around that Ryan and I were together. If administration found out, he would get into a lot of trouble and I didn’t want to be responsible for that.

  “That mob boss guy, you and Mr. King, got out of jail. I heard you two have been working around the clock to try and win at his new trial.”

  Instant relief flushed over my body. I breathed out and relaxed.

  “Yes, it’s been crazy. I feel like I’m being pulled in two different directions,” I smiled at my inadvertent thoughts of the previous nights sexual escapades.

  “Remember you don’t have to go help with that case. He can’t hold it against you when he grades you. Just tell him no if you don’t want to be involved. That Roberto Calvertino is a very dangerous guy.”

  “I know. I’m actually excited to get to work on the case. But don’t worry I don’t get to do anything too interesting, mainly research and stuff like that.”

  It was the truth, when it came to Calvertino’s actual court case, I hadn’t gotten to help very much. The interview with Mrs. Anderson was really the most I had been involved with so far.

  Most likely Ryan was trying to keep me away from the details of the case. He didn’t want me to find out what was really going on between him and Roberto.

  “Be careful, Mr. King is pretty dangerous.”

  I looked at Markus intrigued. I had never heard anyone refer to Ryan as dangerous.

  “Do you mean Calvertino?” I asked.

  “No, Mr. King has had many of his adversaries end up dead over the years. Geesh Jennifer do you know anything about the guy?”

  “What are you talking about?”

  “Did you know hear about what happened to his first business partner straight out of law school?”

  I just stood there in silent shock as I looked at Markus. Why hadn’t anyone told me about this a long time before?

  “His partner was stealing money from their firm and then mysteriously ended up dead in a car accident. They said the brake lines had been cut. Pretty sure Mr. King was under investigation, but they ended up pinning it on an ex-girlfriend of his.”

  “Well, if it was the ex why would you say King was dangerous?”

  “Oh, it wasn’t the ex. No one believed that for a minute. She confessed and is serving time, but her family mysteriously moved away to Italy and is living in a million dollar place on Lake Como.”

  “Why haven’t I ever heard about this?”

  Really? If all this had happened, why wasn’t it in the press more?
I knew the media and they wouldn’t just let something like this slip by them without reporting on it constantly.

  “King has money, Jennifer. People with money can quiet the press simply by doing something else cool. Remember a few years ago when King got that famous football player off for charges of murder?”

  “Yeah, that was his biggest case ever.”

  “The media just let everything else go and started to cover that case. Now he’s always out with celebrities and stuff and no one even talks about his past. They are too busy talking about the people he is hanging out with.”

  I just sat there and pondered everything I had just learned. It was impossible to think of Ryan as someone who could murder anyone. The story couldn’t have been true. Ryan wasn’t an angry guy, but something deep down made me feel like it was true. I didn’t doubt the information that Markus had given me, something inside me felt like there was always more to Ryan and his past.

  I needed to talk to Ryan. Not naked, not in his office and not where we could be overhead. Somehow I needed to get him alone and figure out if I should run as far away from this situation, or stay and try and help.

  Ryan

  She had no idea what she had gotten herself into. Roberto was in control and she just submitted to him like that. It was a delectable sight to see though, her smooth little ass bent over the table just waiting for me. Or perhaps she had really been waiting for Roberto?

  She was mine now, that was very clear. Jennifer would do as I asked and not ask questions. This is exactly what I needed to move forward with the retrial. I knew he would try to control her and steal her from me, that was more appealing to him than me just handing her over. But it was just a game of cat and mouse and I certainly wasn’t going to be the mouse in the game. Roberto would eventually see that I held more power than he could have ever imagined.

  Jennifer was the perfect accomplice for me. Whether she knew it or not, she was about to assist me on the greatest case ever. The publicity around this case would be insane and if I played my cards right; I would go down in history as the best lawyer ever.