Her Dirty Billionaires

She looked from me to Jude, and then focused on the table cloth in front of us. “Be yours? What do you mean?”

Jude smiled, straightened his cuff links, and made a show of adjusting himself in his pants.

“I mean, we are going to train you,” I said, my eyes boring into hers. “In and out of the boardroom. In our beds…Anywhere we want.”

She blinked rapidly. “You don’t…I don’t understand. I’m not what you think I am. I want to earn a job out of merit, not—”

Jude leaned in to her and she instantly fell silent. “We never said you didn’t have merit. You would be learning from us too. But we want something out of this as well. We want you, Henley.”

“Both of you?” she whispered.

I nodded. “Yes, both of us. As I said, we like to acquire everything together.”

She raised her eyebrows. “You would share me?”

“Yes. And we would have you together. We would teach you pleasure about your body and ours. You would succumb to our wishes and never ask questions.”

Jude leaned in closer. “We’ll push your sexy little body to its absolute limit, and you’ll love every second of it. You won’t have to ask any questions.”

Her breathing quickened. “I’ve never…”

I placed my hand over hers. “That’s why we would teach you, Henley. So say you’ll be ours.”

“You can’t deny you want us,” Jude said. “Not even a little bit. Not with how you’ve been rubbing your thighs together to stop your throbbing, pretty little pussy. You want us to taste you, don’t you?”

Henley swallowed, licking her lips as she squirmed in her chair.

7

Henley

I stared at the business card for hours on end, wondering what the hell to do with it. Wondering if I could call and submit my body to them. It was the most absurd thing I’d ever heard, but it was also the most exciting thing that had ever happened to me.

An entire day later, I could still feel my body humming. I could still feel all the passion they’d given me in just that one sitting, and I hadn’t even orgasmed. Yet, I felt so spent and tired, I wondered what the hell it would have been like if I had.

Maverick alone would make any woman lose their mind. With his strong jaw and masculine scent, I couldn’t believe he was even real. And to be sitting right next to him, his scent surrounding me and his hands touching my skin—it had made me crazy. So much, in fact, that I would have given in—and that was before I’d touched the outline of his cock. Just feeling it through his pants was enough to make me dream about what it would feel like inside of me. He’d said the most lewd things, and somehow it had still sounded amazing.

I wanted it.

And then there was Jude. With his hand up my dress the entire time, he had tortured me without touching me. His knuckles had barely even grazed me. He had no idea how bothered he’d gotten me—or maybe he did and had enjoyed it.

I was already mad for them, obsessed with their promises and fantasies. No man had ever wanted me like this, let alone two.

I could just imagine the black ink of Jude’s body thrusting over mine as he had his way with me. Jude had a dark way about him that I couldn’t place; I was almost afraid of what he was capable of.

I laid on my couch that evening, unable to stop touching myself at the thought of them. I collapsed onto my back, splayed my legs open, and mentally put myself back in that restaurant, recalling the way their hands felt on me. With no panties on, I hiked my shirt over my breasts, exposing them to the cool air. I knew just how to make myself come at the thought of them. I help my pussy lips open as I fucked myself with my fingers and rubbed my thumb over my clit, which hadn’t stopped throbbing all day.

I thought of Maverick’s hand on my hardened nipple and pinched it.

I drove myself to three orgasms. And even though I was exhausted, just closing my eyes slightly brought them back to mind, making me need it all over again.

How could I do this to myself? What would happen if I needed a new job and my references had to be contacted? How could I expect them not to disclose whatever escapades we’d would embark on? I had no plans to taint my name in the business world before I’d even entered it. Hell, I would have a job by now if I’d already done that with my internship bosses.

Would they really teach me about the company, or just have me sitting in their office waiting for their commands? Would I even be able to take it? I was never good at following orders. I was the lawyer that would burst into the courtroom and stake my claim. I would go to bat for whatever company I represented because it would be my job and I would enjoy doing it. Nothing would keep me from doing that, but would this help me get there?

Jude and Maverick were too good to resist. Although I couldn’t imagine getting more attached than I was supposed to, I knew it was still a possibility.

How could I keep my heart out of such a personal relationship? Somehow, I didn’t think it was possible.