A Billion to One (Power Surge: The Billionaire Club 2)

Chiara was shaking as she drove in the backseat of a limo with Cash and Zane. She was literally freaking out right now, as Zane sat across from her and Cash sat right beside her. They were moving into the traffic, and the decision was made. She was going to have sex with Zane and Cash.

“Chiara, you’re shaking,” Cash said as he covered her hands with his and shifted toward her.

She looked up into his big brown eyes and felt her entire body heat up from the expression on his face. He was such an attractive man. He had a stern way about him, complemented by a muscular jaw, kissable lips, and a soft smile.

“We’re not going to hurt you. We’re going to go as slow as you want us to.”

He caressed her hands then moved along her wrists and up her arm. He turned her toward him.

Staring into his eyes, she licked her lips and his eyes followed her move. She suddenly felt sexy and capable of doing this. But then there were the consequences to the act of sex. They might be buying her father’s company.

A company I should own.

They’re used to doing this.

Didn’t I want more than this? Only a one-night stand?

She felt his hand move along her shoulder to cup her face against his palm. She closed her eyes, inhaled his cologne, and felt a shiver run up her spine. Cash was gorgeous and manly, and smelled so good. She leaned into him, trying to inhale more of the pleasant scent. She could cuddle against a man like Cash. How wonderful it would be to wake up in his arms every morning? No. This is just a fling. A no-attachments night of sex.

“Too many thoughts are running through that head of yours, Chiara. Don’t think. Just feel. Feel what you do to us,” Cash whispered.

Cash pulled her firmer against him and covered her mouth with his.

She unclasped her hands as he swept his tongue against her tongue, deepening the kiss. In a flash he was lifting her onto his lap, and she had to kneel up so her dress wouldn’t rip. She took the opportunity to kiss him back, as she held his face between her hands and stroked her tongue into his mouth, just as he had done to her.

The feel of his muscular face against the palms of her hands jolted her attraction to him.

He used his hands to push her dress up to her waist, and she went to sit, but he gripped her hard. Did he want Zane to see my ass? Oh God, my ass is big, and I’m only wearing a thong. Oh God, and garters, too, because I wanted to feel sexy tonight.

She moved her hands from Cash’s face to push her dress back down.

“No. Don’t,” Zane demanded from behind her. His deep, commanding voice both frightened her and aroused her as she pulled from Cash’s mouth.

Cash undid the zipper to her dress and she gripped the front of it. Her eyes widened in shock.

“We want to see our prize, baby. Don’t be shy now,” Cash whispered then kissed along her neck, to her shoulder then lower. He pressed the material down and found her breast. Cupping it, he stared at the mound. “I love that you’re not wearing a bra. I don’t want any barriers between us tonight.” He licked across the tip. She watched his tongue swirl around the tight bud, and then his teeth took a nip. Her pussy pulsated.

“Lift the dress higher for me, Chiara. I want to see you,” Zane whispered from behind her. Her belly tightened and she felt a tiny spasm exit her pussy. She gasped.

“Oh fuck, she is so responsive. You’re getting turned on by Zane’s orders, Chiara. You like that, baby?” Cash asked then pulled her nipple between two fingers and massaged her breast.

“Let me see that ass, Chiara. Now,” Zane told her. Cash moved his hands along her backside and pulled the dress higher. Her hands were shaking as she tried to assist Cash. It was too much already. Two men arousing her senses, making her feel things that shocked her dormant system. She might not be able to handle this after all. Maybe she should stop it now. It wasn’t too late. But she didn’t want to. She wanted to feel something. She wanted to feel alive. She wanted to feel sexually stimulated and complete. She couldn’t do that herself. God knows I’ve tried.

With one hand Cash held her firmly against him, and with the other he cupped her hair and head, bringing her mouth closer to his. Cash kissed her deeply, and then Chiara pressed her pussy down against his crotch. She could feel his hard erection.

When she felt Zane’s hands on her ass, she pulled from Cash’s mouth.

“Nice and easy, honey. You are so perfect. Cash and I are going to take good care of you. Now, we have a few minutes before we get to our place, and I want to explore this perfect body.”

Zane. Oh God, Zane seems so in control and superior to me. His tone of voice, the way he makes demands, and expects action, are a total turn-on. Could the rumors be true? Do Zane and Cash like to spank their lovers during sex? Her belly tightened.

I never thought about letting a man do that to me. Maybe because I’m so afraid to give all of me. Zane seems capable of making anyone do what he wants.

She felt Zane’s lips against her spine and then her ass. When he licked along the top of her ass cheeks where they met, she moaned against Cash.

“Hot damn, woman, you are so sexy. I love those little moans that escape these sexy lips, when you’re turned on,” Cash whispered as he trailed a finger along her lips then kissed along her neck and shoulder as he played with her breasts. She looked over her shoulder at Zane, and he smiled at her.

“Are you on the pill?” he asked, shocking her. Was he going to want to have sex right now, in the back of the limo?