The Billionaires: The Bosses (Lover's Triangle 2)

“Do it,” Rory demanded. “It’ll make me even harder and she’ll come with both of us.”

Obviously, Bayli knew what he was up to—and didn’t stop him.

Christian very carefully penetrated the small hole with just the tip of his finger. Bayli’s head popped up again and she let out an erotic cry.

“Yes,” Rory ground out as she apparently squeezed his cock.

Christian pressed in a little farther and stroked slightly.

“Oh, my God,” she whimpered. And then she put an incredible amount of effort into jerking Christian off, her fingers coiling with a steel grip. Christian drizzled some of the lube at the tip of his cock and her hand glided fiercely up and down his shaft. He went barreling toward orgasm as she pumped him and Rory fucked her.

“Yes,” she murmured. “God, yes. Like that.”

“Make her come, Rory.”

“You’re both going to make me come,” she said. “Oh, Christ, it’s too much. But don’t you dare stop!”

She was panting heavily, her chest heaving. They both plunged into her as Rory rubbed her clit and seconds later her hand contracted even more firmly around Christian’s cock and he felt the release build to the boiling point.

“Come now, sweetheart,” Christian urged. “Come for us.”

“Yes. Yes!”

Her body tensed and then quaked violently as she cried once more.

“Oh, goddamn!” Rory roared as he erupted.

Christian crested the edge and told Bayli, “Suck my dick. Swallow my cum.”

Her mouth closed around him as her body continued to shake, the orgasm still blazing through her. She sucked just as her fingers rolled his balls and Christian’s booming, “Hell, yes!” echoed in the quiet room as his pulse raged in his head.

He hit a high he wasn’t quite sure he’d ever come down from.

* * *

Rory was in Christian’s gourmet kitchen grilling vegetables to load the omelets with when Bayli stole behind him and wrapped her arms around his waist. He wore nothing but his suit pants, zipped but not buttoned. She’d put on Christian’s dress shirt, but it was also unbuttoned. Rory loved the feel of her bare breasts and hard nipples against his skin.

“You should be severely punished for encouraging Christian to do such naughty things to me.” Her warm lips grazed his shoulder blades, sending the blood to his cock.

“You could have said no, honey.?

??

“Sure. But after the ice cube incident, I—”

“Is that what we’re calling it now?”

She bit him. And damn if that didn’t get him hard in a heartbeat.

“Behave,” she lightly scolded. “Now, given that I have never imagined or fantasized it was possible to come as powerfully as I do with the two of you, I have no choice but to concede that the tricks you both have up your sleeves are worth allowing some experimentation on my part.”

“Is that a roundabout way of saying you’re giving us carte blanche with your body?” He peered at her over his shoulder. “Because you were trying to confuse me there, babe. I could tell.”

She smiled, all pretty and perky like. Fresh-faced and with her damp hair tumbling in waves down her back, she made Rory want to drag her off to bed again. His gaze lifted and he searched the open dining room/great room combo for Christian.

Apparently knowing the direction in which Rory’s thoughts ran, Bayli informed him, “Christian’s on the phone about a scheduling conflict, it sounded like when I left him.”

“Too bad. I was thinking another go at you was in order before breakfast.”