The Billionaires: The Bosses (Lover's Triangle 2)

“Are we still talking about the getaway?”

“Mm,” he murmured as his lips skimmed her neck, sending a shiver along her spine. “Rory and I do enjoy how open-minded and receptive you are.”

She gazed at him in the reflection of the tall glass panes. “I’m not sure what’s generating the most heat. The fact that this wall of windows faces the sun … or you.”

His erection pressed to the cleft of her ass as his hands skated upward and he palmed her breasts. Squeezed the mounds as they grew heavy with desire.

“Now’s not exactly the time to get frisky with me,” she chided. “There are people around.”

“They’re leaving. Everything’s taken care of here.” His tongue swirled around that sensitive spot at her nape. Then he whispered against her damp skin, “It’s just you, me, and Rory.”

Christian unbuttoned her blouse and slid the material down her arms.

“Starting the party without me?” Rory asked as he sexily strutted into the living room.

“I knew you’d come around shortly,” Christian told him.

“Pun intended, eh?” Rory grinned mischievously. Then he reached for the material of his shirt at the back of his neck and hauled it over his head, dropping the garment on the polished floor.

Bayli sighed lustfully as she watched Rory slowly saunter toward them while Christian released the clasp of her bra, between her breasts.

“I want to lick every inch of you,” she told Rory. Then let out a throaty moan as Christian’s fingers and thumbs toyed with her nipples, making them hard.

Rory kissed her, hot and hard, before kneeling in front of her and shoving her short skirt up to her waist. “That’s exactly what I’m going to do to you,” he said. “Starting right here.”

He yanked her panties down her legs. His large hands skimmed up her legs, his thumbs caressing her inner thighs, making the flesh quiver. His tongue swept over her pussy lips, licking enthusiastically, then suckling the sensitive folds with his mouth, then licking again. Purposely avoiding her throbbing clit. Teasing her. Driving her wild.

Just as Christian’s kisses on her neck and his hands on her breasts did. He knew she liked him squeezing and fondling. Knew she climbed a bit higher when he pinched her nipples into tight peaks that tingled and ached for more.

She snaked an arm around C

hristian’s flexed biceps and craned her neck to kiss him. His tongue delved deep and she could feel the erratic beats of his pulse and heart. She threaded her fingers through Rory’s hair as he finally homed in on the swollen pearl between her legs and suckled deep.

Christian caught her moan in his mouth. Her knees nearly buckled. These two men were sensational together. And when Rory’s fingers slid into her slick canal as his tongue fluttered over her clit she came instantly.

TWENTY

Rory’s cock pulsated against the fly of his dress pants. He’d been aching for some time now to be the one to take Bayli’s ass, but he’d been holding back, letting Christian top her because he possessed much more control than Rory did when it came to this woman. Rory had decided it was best for her to get used to them both fucking her, but above that, he’d needed to find a way to dial down his intensity so that he didn’t get carried away. Didn’t hurt her.

But tasting her, stroking her, making her come, had him teeming with the need to finally feel his dick buried in her small hole while Christian thrust up into her.

So Rory stood, kissed her, then murmured, “I want you to come even harder.”

She gave a weak, giddy grin. “I never, ever complain about that.”

Rory swept her into his arms.

“Hey,” she quipped. “Don’t go getting all sweet and romantic on me. I might start thinking you like me.”

“You really are a sassy one.”

She nuzzled his neck with her arms around him. Over Rory’s shoulder, she said to Christian, “Come along. I have a feeling this is about to get naughty.”

“If Rory and I have any say in the matter.” He stripped off his shirt and followed them up the curving suspended staircase.

“You both have every say in the matter,” she said in a flirtatious tone.

“Good,” Rory told her. “Because we’re going to try something different.”