Beauty and the Billionaire Bachelors

“We have a two-minute ride. Spread your legs.”

Abby didn’t hesitate. If she did she’d lose precious seconds.

“Bend over a little, sweetheart.”

She held the gilded railing. Deacon drew the dildo over her pussy, drawing a line from her clit to her backside. He pressed the tip of it against her ass.

“Oh God,” she whimpered. “Please.”

She wanted to feel the electricity spread through her. She wanted it deep inside her. She knew how good it would feel once it was inside her.

Deacon pushed it against the tight ring of muscle. She clenched.

Cole tipped her chin forward. “It’s going to take a lot of practice to get this right. And we aren’t leaving the party until you fuck this dildo properly.”

She nodded. “I want it now. Please, Deac. Please.” She wiggled.

He pushed it deeper and she felt the ring burning with pain.

He groaned. “So fucking tight. Damn it. I want you, baby.”

“Almost at the party.” Cole kissed her. “You look stunning, by the way. The most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.”

She relaxed into his lips and she felt the tip probe farther. She sighed, loving the depth Deacon took with it.

But just when it started to feel amazing, Deacon pulled it from her and tossed it to Cole. They twirled her around to face the doors, pulled the hem of her dress to cover her bottom just as the doors retracted. Abby realized they had arrived at the party and all the guests were staring at her and her eligible dates for the night.

19

Cole

He tucked the dildo inside his jacket pocket. He grinned, stepping out of the elevator with Abby on his arm. Deacon disappeared into the crowd, presumably to grab the first round of drinks. That little stunt in the elevator had made him so hard, he wanted to kiss Abby breathless.

“You ok?” He leaned over to her.

She nodded. Her cheeks were flush. He could tell her breathing was erratic. She was already so close to coming.

“Did you like it or not?” He wanted to be discreet with his line of questioning.

She nodded again. “I want more. I can handle it. I know I can.” She grinned up at him. “Maybe more vodka?” she suggested.

“Did someone say vodka?” Deacon appeared with three tall shots.

“Cheers.” Cole tipped his forward as they toasted and drank in big gulps.

Abby’s eyes looked bright. She bit her lip in that ridiculously cute and sexy way she had.

“Here.” Cole shoved his empty glass in Deacon’s hand. “I’m going to see if I can help Abby with some numbers.”

Deacon laughed. “I’ll be waiting for my baton pass off.”

“Oh my God,” Abby squealed. “You can’t say that.”

“No one knows what we’re doing unless you can’t keep those sexy sounds you make to yourself.” Deacon laughed.

Cole whisked her off to the side of the room. There was a band playing at one end. The room was thrown in darkness. He led her to the balcony. It was empty.

He pulled her toward a dark corner. The air was cool so high up from the city.