The Billionaires (Lover's Triangle 1)

Vin reached in his pocket for his wallet. He extracted a condom. Extra Lubricated the packet read.

“Bend over the vanity,” he quietly demanded. His devilishly handsome face was a mask of hard angles, etched with need and desire. That need was centered on possessing her. She had no doubt.

Jewel crossed the room and did as instructed, propping her forearms on the granite counter. She watched Vin in the large oval rattan-framed mirror. He stood behind her, his gaze locked with hers as he undid his pants and shoved them and his black boxer briefs to mid-thigh. He tore open the foil square and Jewel’s breath hitched. Exhilaration flooded her veins. Tinged with anxiety. Because Vin was huge.

“Spread your legs wider for me,” he said.

She inched them apart as he rolled on the condom. Then he jerked the sliver of lace from her thong over one ass cheek. His fingers massaged her cleft, rubbing slowly from the small hole of her anus to the opening of her pussy. Back and forth. Teasing her.

“Vin,” she urged as a familiar, though long-buried, restlessness took hold of her. She was desperate to feel him, desperate to see all the emotions play on his strong features as he fucked her. And that was exactly what he’d do. Unapologetically. Assertively. Not sweet and romantic like Rogen, but forcefully. Fiercely.

She desperately yearned for it.

His fingers dipped into her pussy, stroking deeply. Her inner muscles clutched and released involuntarily, her body wanting more. So much more.

“You get so damn wet for me. Do you get this wet for him?”

“Yes,” she said.

Angst flashed in Vin’s hypnotic green eyes.

“Do you want me to lie?” she asked.

“No.”

He continued to stroke.

“Do you both really enjoy one woman at the same time?” she challenged.

His jaw worked rigorously. Then … “Yes.”

She blinked, actually taken aback. When she shouldn’t have been.

Ask the question, expect the answer.…

“Do you want me to lie?” he taunted.

“No. I want you to fuck me.”

He withdrew from her and used the cream that coated one of his fingers to rim her anus, pressing in to lubricate her with her own juices. Her knees nearly buckled at the searing sensation. The intensity of Vin’s expression. All his dark edges and his powerful presence.

“Are you okay?” His gaze continued to hold hers in their reflection. “Is this going to be too much?”

“I want you,” she repeated. The anticipation mounted, seizing her, making her crazed for him.

Vin removed his finger and nudged the hole with the tip of his cock.

The anticipation nearly burst her wide open, to the depths of her soul.

“Jesus, Vin,” she pleaded in a breathy voice. “Do it. Let me feel you.”

He very slowly, very carefully entered her.

Jewel let out a small cry of pleasure. There was something incredibly enticing about the discomfort. The pinching. The raw sensations.

Though Vin had thoroughly educated her the first time he’d taken her this way and she’d known what to expect, in theory, there really was no describing, no preparing for, the purely primal heat and lust invoked by the forbidden act.

“Breathe, baby,” he said in a strained tone.