The Billionaires (Lover's Triangle 1)

She flattened her palms against his sculpted chest as his hands on her hips guided her into a quick, sexy rhythm.

“You are insanely beautiful,” he told her, emotion in his voice. “So beautiful. Riding me hard, all those blond waves tumbling down your back, your eyes glowing.” His hands shifted to her breasts and he caressed her with a hint of urgency and excitement. “Damn, Jewel. I should never have to go this long without being inside you.”

Her heart skipped a few beats. “You’ve got all the right moves and all the right words, cowboy.”

He sat up suddenly, his cock thick and throbbing in her pussy. His arms slid around her waist; hers circled his neck. They moved together, him thrusting smoothly, Jewel rocking her hips in time with each fluid pump that pushed him deeper, made her hotter. He drew one of her nipples into his mouth. Her head fell back on her shoulders and her eyelids drifted closed. She let out a low moan.

The intense emotion he sparked along with all the carnal cravings coalesced into overwhelming feelings. There were no perfect answers to their situation. Only perfect moments they stole on occasion. Like this one.

“I want to feel you come inside me,” she said as another orgasm bloomed.

“Yes…” His tongue flitted over her nipple. One of his hands returned to her hip and he led her into a faster pace, pressing her downward so that she ground against his pelvis.

Exhilaration shot through her. Her eyes opened. Her head dropped slightly forward.

And her gaze landed on Vin.

Her body jolted.

He stood in the shadowy depths of the house. Watching Jewel as Rogen made love to her. As she was about to come.

The roar of sensations couldn’t be quelled. Was amplified, in fact, as Vin held her gaze, his hands in his pockets once again, the expression on his face impossible to discern.

Rogen was sending her to that pinnacle of desire, pushing breathy whimpers from low in her throat. Nothing could slow the speeding train. His mouth was on her breast; his cock was rigid and surging within her. His muscles and heat engulfed her.

All the while, Vin maintained the eye contact, giving her another wicked thrill as thoughts of him naked and right there with them, kissing her as Rogen fucked her, her hand pumping Vin’s cock, filled her head.

Jewel’s excitement escalated … and erupted.

“Yes! Rogen!”

“Oh, fuck,” Rogen said on a harsh breath. “Squeeze me tight, sweetheart. Oh, goddamn.”

He exploded, and the liquid heat coursing through her kept her orgasm radiating. Kept the sharp sobs of release falling from her lips. Kept her body quaking.

It was a perfect storm of erotic and elusive desires. A love triangle that would never be resolved—or wholly explored. But which now burned bright in her mind.

Jewel’s eyes closed once more and she pressed her forehead to Rogen’s shoulder as she savored the climax and his hot seed inside her.

She had no idea how long it took to return to herself. For her breathing to slow. For Rogen’s to reach some semblance of normalcy, too.

Eventually, her lids lifted and her head came up. She stared into the empty great room of Rogen’s house.

Vin was gone.

FIVE

Rogen collapsed against the slanted chaise longue, once again bringing Jewel with him.

“Christ, you are something else,” he told her. “It’s never better than with you. Fuck. You feel incredible.”

Jewel snuggled close, her breasts pressed to his chest. His arms were around her and he was still nestled in her pussy. A gentle breeze ruffled her nearly dried hair, the previously straight, sleek strands now holding a natural curl.

She left feathery kisses along his neck and said, “It was always so easy between us. Even our first time. You were so gentle, so caring. So romantic.”

“I wouldn’t intentionally hurt you, Jewel. Not for any reason. Some things were just beyond our control when we were growing up.”

“And now?” she asked.