Journey to Fortune (Power Surge: The Billionaire Club 4)

“Oh please. Please do something.”

“I am,” Hudson said through clenched teeth.

She reached down to press fingers to her own pussy. Jagger pulled them away.

“No. You can’t get off by yourself. This pussy is mine right now and forever.”

Tia Rose began to shake. “Oh, please, Jagger. Please touch me.”

“Where? Where do you want him to touch you?” Hudson asked, getting into it, too.

“Down there. Please.”

“Say it. Down where?”

“My pussy, damn it. I need you, Jagger. I need you inside me now. Fuck me already, will you?”

Her words aroused him immediately. He looked at Hudson, whose eyes were squinted and his desire apparent on his face.

“Oh, we’re going to do more than that.”

He adjusted his cock as Hudson held her upright. A nod of his head and Hudson lowered her body over Jagger’s so that his cock pressed smoothly up into her slick cunt.

She took him in quickly and then began to move up and down.

“Oh!” She moaned and that was it. Something carnal and wild came over the three of them. It was instant, like some power surge of energy. Up and down, back and forth, they fucked in sync. Skin slapped against skin. The sound of Hudson’s palm landing on her ass aroused Jagger to the point of no return. Hudson pinched her nipples as he pumped his hips up and down. Jagger thrust into her from behind and she moaned and then cried out their names.

Jagger followed and so did Hudson, growling as they exploded their essence into their woman.

The sound of their panting filled the bedroom, and Jagger’s heart pounded inside of his chest.

He caressed her hair, as she laid her cheek against his chest.

“Ours. You’re ours, Tia Rose, and you’ll never disappear on us again.”

* * * *

Tia Rose sat on the sofa in the living room, wearing the thick fluffy robe. It belonged to Jagger. She inhaled his cologne and the fresh smell of soap and men’s shampoo that lingered on her hair. She looked out toward the city skyline, impressed beyond words about these two men and their penthouse.

They had made love several times to the wee hours of the morning. But now her lovers were answering some phone calls about closing a business deal, and making plans to take the next several days off. They wanted her to come to their vacation home in upstate New York. Situated on a lake, on a private twenty-acre lot of land. Hudson called it their relaxation retreat, where they would go out on their speedboat, go tubing, water skiing, and a whole bunch of other things. Things she knew nothing about. She couldn’t help but wonder that they might find her too simple for their accustomed tastes. They were wealthy and she didn’t know how wealthy. They said billionaires but really, she couldn’t even imagine that amount of money. But it must be pretty damn much, because a penthouse this large, on Fifth Avenue in Manhattan went for millions.

She felt her belly quiver. They were Rolls-Royce and she was vintage. She came from Missouri, and from a broken family with so much screwed-up stuff, she was scarred for life. She couldn’t even believe that she was here and had trusted them. Two men wanted her in their lives and in their beds. It wasn’t even considered a normal relationship in the eyes of many people. What would her parents say?

Oh God, my father will destroy me with hurtful words and then demand more money. I hate them so much. They’ve done nothing but make me feel weak, and not good enough for anything or anyone.

The tears rolled down her cheeks.

“Tia Rose?”

She jerked around, and saw Jagger standing there, and looking concerned. Hudson was right behind him.

She quickly wiped the tears from her eyes as both men joined her on the couch. The cushion dipped down on either side of her and she held her hands on her lap. Her legs were tucked under her. She looked back out toward the scene before her. She always wondered what the city skyline might look like in an apartment this high and with such great views. Her apartment window looked at a brick wall and the garbage Dumpster down below.

“You’re upset?” Jagger asked, and then placed a hand on her thighs.

Hudson moved his arm onto the back of the sofa and over her shoulders.

She eased back against both of them.