The Billionaires (Lover's Triangle 1)

“You’re both so good at getting me off. My God. This is so incredible.” She could barely breathe. Her heart beat wildly. Her inner muscles squeezed Vin’s cock as he drove into her.

Jewel’s throaty moans mixed with Enrique singing all in Spanish now. The song had a fervent rhythm that complemented Vin’s thrusting and Rogen’s stroking.

“Lose it for me,” Vin commanded.

She couldn’t have held back if she’d tried. The inferno burned brighter.

“Yes,” she muttered. “Oh, God, yes. Oh, fuck. Vin.”

His intensity only made her hotter. The erotic sensations reached the boiling point and burst forth.

Jewel screamed. Her body quaked. Her clit throbbed in an enticing, exhilarating way.

“Oh, my God.” Her whimpers came on raspy breaths. “You both make me so crazed. I can’t think of anything other than the two of you making me come.”

Both men were highly arousing. Highly addictive.

Vin slowly slid out of her, still erect because he hadn’t caved to his own release. She knew why he’d kept it together when she’d gone over the edge. Knew what he had in mind.

Jewel unraveled from Rogen and slipped into the tub. Stepped off the ledge and submerged herself in the water to help cool her down. Then she slicked her hair back and returned to where Vin stood, waiting for her. He had the other packet in his hand.

Jewel moved between Rogen’s legs and leaned over him. His hands pressed to the outer swells of her breasts and his cock nestled between the full mounds.

Behind her, Vin tore the foil. She glanced over her shoulder as he drizzled lubricant along the cleft of her ass, mostly in and around the small, puckered hole.

Then he shifted slightly so that he could empty the little envelope of lube at the top of the valley of her wet breasts and Rogen’s erection.

“Good thinking, man,” Rogen said with a sinful grin. His hips bucked and his cock glided along her slippery skin. “Oh, yeah.” He let out a harsh breath. “Fuck, yeah.”

At the same time, the head of Vin’s cock nudged her small hole and all the heat and erotic sensations returned in a flash.

Her palms were flattened on the deck, on the outsides of Rogen’s thighs. She held herself steady as Vin eased in.

But a soft cry fell from her lips.

“Okay?” Vin asked, his tone tight.

“Yes, yes, yes,” she assured him. “Oh, God. Yes.”

Rogen’s thumbs whisked back and forth across her nipples as his dick stroked between her breasts. Vin’s hands clasped her waist and he inched in. Taking her breath away.

Naturally, it was an incredibly snug fit. The tequila helped to alleviate some of the sting, making it more of a gentle searing. And the lubricant eliminated the friction so that it was a smooth motion as Vin pulled out and then pressed in again.

Jewel moaned. Vin repeated the action a few times, teasing her until she said, “Fuck me, Vin.”

He slid in farther. Farther than he’d ever done before. It rocked Jewel.

“Jesus. You almost made me come,” she told him.

“You’re so ready for me,” he said. “And I will make you come. Hard.”

His hand moved around to the front of her, and he rubbed her clit as his cock pumped slowly into her.

Once again, Jewel was overwhelmed by the various feelings along her flesh and within her. Above what the two men did to her, her arousal was also wrapped around theirs. Knowing she was giving as much as she received. Turning them on, making them burn.

Rogen’s jaw worked vigorously as he fucked her breasts, his wide shaft slipping along her slick skin, the head poking through the opening at the tops of her mounds, then disappearing between them. It sent a wicked shiver down her spine. Which made her tense up.

“Easy,” Vin reminded her. “Relax, baby. Don’t squeeze me.”