A Billion to One (Power Surge: The Billionaire Club 2) - Page 32
Chiara smiled.
“One. Come on, the best part of all of it.”
“Two words, Heather.”
“Hmm,” Heather said with a smile as she leaned her hip and thigh on Chiara’s desk.
/> Chiara leaned forward and whispered. “Double penetration.”
Chiara had to cover her ears as Heather screamed then started to dance. “Oh yeah, oh yeah,” she sang as she did some crazy sexy dance. “Tell me everything. Or at minimum, how good it felt. Better yet, when are you going to see them again?”
Chiara instantly felt the tightness in her chest. She grabbed the file on her desk, and then swallowed hard.
“I’m not going to,” she whispered. She felt the tears fill her eyes, but she wouldn’t cry. She knew what she was getting into with Cash and Zane.
“Why the hell not? You mean they told you that they didn’t want to see you again? Didn’t you stay all day Sunday? You never answered my calls.”
“I did, but as you said the other night, I needed a fling. A one-night stand to ease back into the whole sexual playing field.”
Heather was silent.
“Oh my God. You fell in love with them.”
Chiara shot her head up. Heather was her best girl friend ever. They shared everything about themselves. They shared hopes, dreams, encounters, and even desires. She couldn’t lie to her.
“I know. I know I’m fucking stupid, but I did. Oh God, Heather. They are so incredible. The time we had was…amazing. It wasn’t just because I only had sex once before. I swear, this was different. We were so connected.”
“Well, with one man’s dick in your ass and the other man’s dick in your pussy, I’d say you were connected.”
Chiara shook her head and laughed.
“I’m just joking. I understand. I can tell that you’re serious. It must have been absolutely amazing.”
“It was. But they aren’t the right type of men for me. They share women. They’ve had sex with who knows how many women.”
“It takes time to find the right one, Chiara. I’m sure after Saturday night with you, they regret being such male sluts.”
Chiara smirked. “I’m not holding that against them. I’m just seeing this for what it is. It doesn’t matter that I felt something.”
“How do they feel?” Heather asked.
“I don’t know. They let me leave. Zane looked kind of pissed off, and glanced at his watch a couple of times. Cash told me that he would call me. But I know he just said that.”
“I’m sorry. Maybe this will work out. Give it a few days. See what they do.”
“I know what they’ll do. They’ll want to get together again. It will lead to great sex and then good-bye. Then what? I had sex with two men, Heather. How the hell am I going to go back to having sex with one man, when I know how perfect Zane and Cash are for me?”
“I don’t know what to tell you. But remember that you’re gorgeous, you have a shitload of money, and you have class, sophistication, and a huge heart. If Cash and Zane want to pass that up, then fuck them. And I don’t mean literally. I mean forget about them. It’s their loss.”
Chiara thought about that a moment. Then she smiled softly at Heather. “You’re the best.”
Just then Chiara’s cell phone chirped, indicating that she had a text message.
She glanced at it. Even though she made the decision that she couldn’t see Cash and Zane again, something clicked when the cell indicated she had a message. She wanted it to be one of them. Instead, she gasped.
“Who is it?” Heather asked.
“Emanuel.”
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