Beauty and the Billionaire Bachelors

“Wait, what?” He was stunned. He looked at his friend. “You aren’t going to argue with me?”

“No way. I’m fucking insane about her. I know you are too. He isn’t getting anywhere near her again.”

Cole sat on the bed. “Wow. So, it’s actually happened?”

“What?”

“You’re in love, man.”

Deacon rolled his eyes. “Let’s not make a big fucking deal out of it, ok? Yes, I love her. How could I not? You do.”

Cole laughed. “Yeah, but I’m not the one who keeps my emotions locked in a prison. Mine are a lot more obvious.”

“I’ve been trying to think of a way to talk to Mantelli without tipping my hand. I don’t want her near that family of hers. She doesn’t want to go back. As far as I’m concerned she never has to.”

“Agreed.” Cole rubbed the back of his head. “We should ask her how she wants us to handle it. She’s been through a lot.”

“I want to protect her from all of it.”

“Me too, man. Me too.”

They looked up when they heard a knock on the door. Abby stood in front

of them.

“You’re awake.” Cole smiled.

“I didn’t know where you guys were. It was lonely in the cabin.”

“Come here.” He opened his arms and she walked into them. Deacon rose to close the door. He turned the lock. “Everything ok?” he asked her.

She nodded. “I was dreaming about both of you.”

“Tell me it was something fucking hot,” Deacon prodded.

“Very.” She giggled.

Cole groaned. He had work to do. He usually booked every minute of his day, maximizing his time. Flight time was when he read reports and returned emails. The Vegas trip had piled up his workload.

But Abby was in front of him, talking about a hot dream she had. He wasn’t going anywhere. He had to admit, holding her made everything else seem second place.

Deacon looked at him. “Door is locked and the flight crew knows better than to come back here.”

Abby’s eyes lit. “Can we?”

He crushed his lips against hers, drawing a sweet moan from her throat.

Deacon was behind her, pulling the shirt from her limbs. Cole fell backward on the bed, hugging Abby to his chest, while Deacon worked the jeans from her legs.

Her breasts bobbed in front of him. He pushed the lace away, exposing her nipple. He took it in his mouth, needing to feel it perk under his tongue.

“Oh yes,” she moaned. Her hips rolled with every flick of his tongue.

Deacon threw his shirt on the floor and dropped his pants. Cole wanted her too. He wondered for a split second if they were starting to see whose cock could reach her first. He lifted his hips, shoving his pants off.

Abby threw her head back. It had only been a few days, but she was already so good at giving. Her blowjobs were out of this world. And there was no way to describe just how tight and hot her pussy was. Cole couldn’t wait to take her virgin ass. If she were ready, he would christen it now on this flight home. It would be the perfect way to end a trip that had changed all of their lives.

She started to slide backward over his body, trailing kisses along the lines of his abs. She grinned when she reached his navel. He watched in awe as she reached the floor and wiggled her hips backward toward Deacon. Fuck. She was amazing. She leaned forward taking Cole’s cock in her hands. Her tongue trailed along the throbbing vein and up the other side.