“Abby, is that true? You have something against our empire?”
“I know you don’t see it, but money is fleeting. Life is fleeting. What if you spend all your time worried about money? Making money so you can spend it? What if you wake up one day and the money is gone and you have nothing else in your life? Do you ever think about that?”
“Why do you think we are so crazy about you?” Deacon asked.
“What?” She blinked.
Cole met her at the wall of windows. “Why do you think we want you, Abby?”
“I don’t know,” she whispered. “Sex?”
Deacon made her feel dizzy when he tilted her chin toward him. She looked in the depths of his eyes. They seemed warmer. As if he could protect her. Keep her safe.
“We want more than work. We want something in our life that has meaning, sweetheart. You are that meaning. Sex is just the way we show it. It’s how we tell you what you mean to us.”
“It is?” She felt her pulse race.
“It is,” Cole echoed. “You’re right. The money doesn’t mean shit, if you don’t have someone in your life. We want you to be that someone.”
She nodded. She didn’t care if they were using lines. The impact was powerful. She felt her heart open to them in a new way.
Deacon’s lips found hers first. She clung to him while Cole pressed his mouth to the back of her neck. He tugged the zipper on the back of the dress and Deacon helped slide it over her shoulders.
“Let’s postpone dinner,” Deacon growled.
He pushed her into Cole’s arms. His mouth collided with hers, twirling his tongue as she tasted the sweetness of his tongue. Deacon moved down her legs, unfastening the intricate lacing of her high heels and removing them from her feet.
She felt petite and tiny without them. The men towered over her naked body.
“Tell me this isn’t a dream,” she begged. “Tell me those words aren’t lies.”
“They aren’t,” Cole promised.
“This is as real as it gets,” Deacon groaned into her neck.
She was sandwiched between them. Her breasts pressed into Cole’s shirt. Deacon’s hard cock straining through his pants to reach her. Their hands and lips were everywhere. She stood, trembling in front of the window while they kissed and touched her.
A hand on her nipple. Fingers between her wet folds. A hot mouth on her neck. One taking her mouth.
She was dizzy. She was drunk. She spun from Deacon’s arms to Cole’s. It was beautiful. It was electric. Their hands explored every inch of her skin. They took their time coasting up and down her body, not leavin
g any part of her untouched by their fingers or lips. No man had bothered to study her and discover her body this way. To have it happen by two men at once was overwhelming. She almost couldn’t keep up as her mouth moved from Deacon to Cole, hungry for their kisses.
She squealed when Cole lifted her from the floor. She caught Deacon’s sultry stare. His fingers were stripping the shirt from his chest as he followed them through the maze of rooms. He was only a step behind them. Cole lowered her to the bed and pulled his crisp shirt from his broad frame, tossing it to the floor of the suite.
They stood in front of her, two beautiful sex gods. But she had no idea what was in store for her next. She watched in amazement as their hands landed on their belts, then zippers. Her jaw dropped when Deacon stepped out of his black pants. His cock bulged between his legs, bobbing free.
“Oh God,” she whispered. He grinned wickedly.
Cole’s cock was freed next and she felt her belly do a somersault when she saw his beautiful hard shaft. Holy shit, they were hung. It should be a crime to be that gorgeous and have cocks so enormous.
“I-I don’t know which one…I want them both,” she whimpered. She licked her lips. She was hungry for them. Desperate to taste them. To feel them penetrate her body.
“You get them both, baby,” Cole teased. “You get everything you want.”
It was a dream come true. She didn’t have to choose. She didn’t have to pick one man over the over. They both wanted her and she could have them.
Deacon crawled on the bed first, pinning her to the bed on her back. He kissed her long and hard. She felt his cock slide between her legs. She looked over his shoulder and saw Cole holding his shaft, fisting himself. It was such a turn on. Watching him, watch her. Shit, she didn’t know anything could be like this.