The Escort Series (Billionaire Bachelors) - Complete Collection Page 8

  Bea’s lips quirked at his dominating tone, and she wondered what he’d say if she told him airily, “Oh sure, I’d like to quit my job as an escort. The only problem is, I never was an escort to begin with. I’m just Bea Hamilton, an ordinary executive assistant at an IT firm. I’ve only ever had one real boyfriend, and approximately two lovers in my twenty–four year old life. And so far, you and your brother have managed to introduce me not only to threesome sex, but to some of the kinkiest stuff I’ve ever been involved in. I wonder what else you have lined up for my sexual exposure?”

  But she didn’t say that, of course. Not that it mattered if they knew she was an escort or not. Or that prior to meeting them, she’d had practically zero experience with men. All that seemed like trivial points compared to all that had happened since she met them.

  And there was still so much in store.

  Was that what scared her? Was she worried about how easily her many limits were crumbling down? She’d only come in contact with the two brothers twice and yet, they’d made her open up so much to them. Would it be wise to linger and discover just how much they had left to teach her about her deepest, darkest desires?

  Still clutching the covers to her chest, she mumbled, “I still have to leave. My flat mate will be worried about me by now. She just so happens to be an escort as well. In fact, her name’s Lisa Kendrick and she was the escort you were supposed to meet that day. I ended up going in her place.”

  As she spoke, Jason was closing the gap between them. He moved like a lithe jungle cat, and soon he was leaning above her, making her inch backwards till she felt her spine hitting the mattress. He moved to lay on his side right next to her, making her head swim with the fresh, manly scent of him mixed with shampoo and a light, expensive cologne. He cupped her face in his hands, his forehead inching close to hers as he said softly, “Remind me to say thank you to Ms. Kendrick the first chance I get.”

  She couldn’t help but smile. Her breath was coming fast now as he took hold of the covers she was clutching and drew them out of her grip. He threw the covers to the bottom of the bed, exposing her to his fiery gaze, his eyes gleaming when they fell on her full, rounded breasts with the pink, stubby nipples. “Still sore?” he asked softly, his head bending to kiss one pretty nub, and then the other, his lips tender. Bea’s pupils rolled back into her eyelids as a shudder of pleasure racked her frame.

  “A…a little,” she said on a sigh, looking down to see the tip of his tongue roll around one tingling, tenderized tip. The memory of the nipple clamps placed on her by Ryan still remained imprinted in her mind and she shivered reflexively.

  “I know how to make it better,” he told her, his voice husky and deep. The next second, he was covering her nipple in the heat of his mouth. Gently seizing the stiff little eraser-like tip between his lips, his tongue laved it deliciously within. She felt a jolt like she’d been tazed, and before she could stop herself she was lancing her fingers into his hair. He showed a true passion to pleasure her, as well as himself, by suckling at her breast while scooping the other into his palm. In moments she was arching into him, pushing her breasts into his mouth and hand. Between her legs, a moist, fiery pulse began to beat. Impossibly, she was in heat again, stirred by the skilful attentions of her passionate lover.

  Jason chuckled tenderly as he drew his mouth up from her breast, the nipple popping out from his lips. He lifted his head and kissed her lips briefly yet possessively. “I came in here to make sure you got fed, not ravish you. You must be hungry, lass. You need to eat.” Planting one last fond kiss on her nose, he retrieved the tray and soon, was arranging it over her lap. He made her open wide as he fed her a piece of chopped fruit.

  “Where’s Ryan?” she asked, trying not to talk with her mouth full as he crammed more food into her mouth. It’s like he wanted to fatten her up! She chewed as fast as she could, opening up again once he directed and let him fork some eggs into her mouth.

  “He’s busy making some very important international calls, to back home in Scotland. Remember we said we have a lovely estate there? Well, we’ve left it all in the hands of our very capable management but knowing Ryan the perfectionist, he still wants to make sure everything’s fine.” His eyes blazed down into her face, the dark gleam in his eyes making her throat constrict so much that she suddenly found it hard to swallow.

  “We meant it when we said we want you to come out to Scotland with us for a wee bit. We can’t wait to show you our Highland home. The Wallace lands spread out over twenty-four thousand acres of farms and estates and our family has a castle and two manor houses. It’s the early autumn and usually there’s a lot of grouse shooting and of course there’s the golf course that goes on for days…” His boyish, infectious grin suddenly made her heart melt, and he added, “You’ll love it there, lass. Your every need will be catered to and knowing Ryan and myself, we’ll hardly let you out of our sight.”

  Bea noted that her fingers trembled slightly when she lifted the cup to her lips. The gravelly depth in his voice was making her belly flip and flop more than ever.

  She had tried not to feel too overwhelmed by all that had happened since she’d met them. She’d wanted, so hard, to fight the way the two brothers made her feel but it seemed they were intent to not only take over her body, but control her life, as well.

  She didn’t protest when Jason proceeded to retrieve the cup, placing it on the tray and then lifting the tray from her lap to put it down on the nearby table. When he started to take off his clothes, she gulped, her heart pounding fast. “I still have to call my flat mate,” she squeaked, in a bid to distract him. She wasn’t sure she could stay rational – or coherent – with a naked Jason in attendance.

  “In a bit,” he said thickly, shrugging off his shirt before reaching for his belt buckle. “There are some things however, that can’t wait. I need you now.”

  Chapter Two

  His deeply worded declaration made the heat gush wetly from her core. Bea leaned back on her elbows, her breasts heaving as she fought for air with every breath she took. Bea started to tingle all over with arousal as she watched him uncover his magnificent body inch by glorious inch. He was almost totally hairless, except for the dark blond trail leading down his washboard abs to his springing, thickly veined cock. At the sight of that proudly erect member, she felt a sensual lightheadedness overtake her. Just imagining that massive tool one day splitting her asshole open was enough to make her feel faint.

  “Jason…”

  “Aye, say my name, darling,” he gruffed, the bed pressing down beneath his weight as once again, he was beside her.

  Bea’s need to protest felt lost somewhere in transition once his hands wrapped around her throat, holding her in place for his ravenous kiss. He dipped into her mouth with hard, sweet pressure. His taste was hot and stimulating, the firmness of his lips molding just right with the softness of hers. Suddenly, it felt imperative that she touch him, so Bea lifted her hands first to his golden locks, fisting them with a passion that surprised her. They mated with tongues, their bodies gliding against each other with feral hunger.

  She loved the feel of his muscles beneath her hands as she began to trace every hard-packed inch of him. The wonder of the male body had never been so fascinating until she met Ryan and Jason. And now, with Jason’s body only half-crushing her, he moved against her and let her feel the throbbing stake of his arousal.

  “You, woman, have been a temptation since we set eyes on you,” Jason confessed thickly against her wide-open mouth. He followed the parted seam of her lips with the tip of his tongue. “We would have spared no cost to have you, lovely Bea. And now that we’ve got this far, it will be impossible to let you go.”

  He was staring into her eyes now, making sure that every word he said was sinking in. Bea could only gaze soundlessly up at him, her heart torn by both longing and trepidation. She could feel his need to control, to hold the utmost power over her. She felt no more than a highly desired object tha
t both brothers were willing to do whatever it took to claim. Would she let herself continue to be used in this way? But then…Was it so wrong?

  There was no doubt that the drum of desire beat loudly at the apex of her thighs when they touched her. And now, as Jason lowered his blond, wavy head to latch his mouth to one breast, she felt the same fountain of bliss start to brim to life deep within her womb. His hands, heavy and powerful, fell on her thighs and parted them wide, as wide as they would go. When he slipped his fingers inside, she wasn’t surprised that he found her so wet that the unmistakable sounds of sploshing and squelching filled the air.

  “Ah…my pet is always so wet and ready. You please me, Bea. You please me a lot. And Ryan too. Is it a wonder we can’t get enough of you?” he asked on a rasp, his lips drifting down her quivering belly to the center of her delights. He let out a low growl of lust as his eyes fell on the pale, shaven cluster of her sex. Pink and tender flesh peeked beneath the swollen folds, and his first move was to lap very delicately at the soft mound. He arrowed his tongue to pierce her slit, and she opened to him like a flower, letting him dive within for a taste and a dip in her juices.

  “So sweet…so perfect. Each time you look even more beautiful, and sexy,” he murmured. He continued to tongue her in between phrases, and Bea was dazzled by his breath teasing her folds as well as his words frazzling her senses. There was no telling how long she could take this erotic onslaught but at this point her pussy felt like it was melting into the sheets. As he licked and sucked on her clit while his fingers sawed rhythmically in and out of her vagina, she felt her juices dribble all over and then down to her crack. To her secret delight and noticeable embarrassment, he shifted his mouth lower from her slit and started to sexually stimulate her anus with his tongue.

  “Oh no…please,” she moaned, while her hips began to writhe and buck despite herself. The taboo-tinted pleasure of having his mouth in her ass was making her drip even more from her pussy. His two fingers, slick from the secretions from her cunt, withdrew from her folds to tease the entrance of her crack.

  “No…Jason. Don’t,” Bea moaned, her cheeks pink with shame as she felt him push an index finger into her ass.

  The tight, burning sensation made her head spin. She stared down, gasping, into his watchful gaze. “You want me to take it out, pet?” he growled, eyes narrowed and burning like heated ice. “I will if you ask me to. Tell me, ‘take your finger out of my ass, Jason.’”

  But she couldn’t. Instead, she bit on her lip and threw her head back with an almost animal groan. His mouth fell ravenously upon her molten pussy while he fucked her ass with that one finger, sending her over the edge with the blend of pleasure and agony. He sucked on her clit and caused the moisture to cascade from her snatch like a waterfall. She was moaning so loud she was sure she’d grow hoarse.

  He turned her to jelly with his masterful pleasure-giving. How he could know her body so well in such a short time amazed her. Jason understood the right balance between rough and soft when it mattered. He was guzzling her pussy like it was fine wine, but his finger was gentle stroking in and out of her sphincter. And she was so sure the sweet agony couldn’t get any more intense, but then he had to slip in another finger, the middle one, right into that tight ring of muscle. Bea gasped, staring wide-eyed as he twisted the two fingers deep inside her ass. She was panting, shocked by the delicious sense of fullness it gave her. The most incredible nerve endings seemed to come alive deep in her anal canal as he jabbed his fingers lengthwise inside. Slowly, every slowly, he pushed in deeper, and deeper.

  “Want me to keep going?” Jason asked hoarsely, lifting his heavy-lidded eyes to her wide, staring own.

  Bea winced, her whole body shuddering with the effort of keeping her threatening orgasm at bay. The ecstasy seemed ready to engulf her in its towering flames. Her voice was no more than a moan when she nodded her head and said, “Yes. Don’t stop. Please.”

  As she spoke, she contracted around his invading fingers, and she saw his eyes darken with hot, dark lust. When he shoved his two fingers to the hilt within her ass, she screamed. Knifing pain erupted in her anal walls but it was only for a second. Lubricated by her copious juices, those fingers moved with slippery ease within her contracting anal muscles.

  “I can’t wait to sink my cock into your tight virgin ass,” Jason groaned, watching the way the delicate circle of flesh clung to his fingers as they retreated and then plunged in once again.

  Quivering, Bea could only whimper, her hands clutching at the bedspread beneath her.

  Jason went on softly yet with firmness, “First my fingers…then, a butt plug…and then soon, my cock. Or Ryan’s. But make no mistake, we will take this juicy little sexy ass. And you’re going to love it, pet. You’ll love it so much you’ll be begging to have us both inside you at the same time. A cock in your pussy, and another in your ass.”

  Oh, lord! Bea wanted to scream again as his words whipped up the strangest burst of heathen lust within her. He bent to savor once more the bullet-hard nub of her clit, while his free hand reached up to cup her breast and massage it with rough hunger. All this while, he never stopped finger-fucking her ass. He knew, and she knew, that she couldn’t take much more of this. Her ass flew off the bed as she arched her spine, her inner consciousness scuttling off some unseen ledge.

  As her orgasm pounded her into total submission, she cried out his name, the muscles of her buttocks tightening as she came with a barrage of spasms. By the time she thundered back into the pillows, she was breathing like she’d run a marathon.

  When his fingers gently pulled out of her, she felt a popping, aching void. He drew up to kiss her lips and calm her with gentle words of praise. Close to her thigh, she felt the powerful throb of his cock and something purred to life within her cunt. Greedy and unfilled, it longed for his possession.

  Without speaking, she edged closer beside him and then threw a leg over his thigh, her foot pushing on his buttock to urge his stem closer to her vaginal entrance. Her hand reached down and before he could react, she guided him into her sizzling cunt. Still sensitive from her recent climax, her whole body screeched at the almost painful intrusion. He groaned deeply as her wet sheath wrapped him in, and with no further ceremony, he took hold of her ankle to lift it even more out of the way as he began to fuck her tender pussy.

  Dazed with the shocks of pleasure ripping into her, she clutched her lover to her breast, and felt him instantly clamp his teeth around the available nipple. Face to face and side by side, he slammed himself into her pussy till just his balls were visible. Bea felt him bottom out inside her and had the sensation of flashing lights going off behind her tightly closed eyelids.

  “Yes, oh yes!” she cried, her head thrown back as Jason’s hips pumped like a piston. He slid in and out of her pussy in blurred, countless thrusts, sucking so hard on her nipple she knew it would be sore for the rest of the day. He kept up that same pace all through the long, hard ride, not stopping till he’d taken her along with him to that tipping edge. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she pressed even closer against him as their bodies wedged together like pieces of a puzzle. Thrust after thrust took him past the point of no return, till moments later he let out a guttural groan and shot her pussy full of his hot, searing cum. Jolted by each staccato-like jab, Bea wasn’t far behind, bucking against him with the force of her second orgasm in the last hour.

  Chapter Three

  Jason kissed her mouth lingeringly and then rolled off her to get back into his clothes. “I’ll let you make that call to your flat mate now, darling. But you’re staying; get that straight.” His eyes burned warningly into hers as she opened her mouth to protest. “And after the weekend, we’ll decide what’s next. In the meantime, you can look into the walk-in closet and you’ll find a whole wardrobe of clothes and underwear in your size. Take a long soak if you like and then come on down.”

  Now fully dressed, he bent to steal her lips in a hard, brief kiss. “This is go
ing to be perfect, Bea. For all of us. Get used to it.”

  Bea couldn’t even speak as he gathered up the tray and left the bedroom. Her head was throbbing from the force of her two recent orgasms, as well as from the situation before her. Whoa. This was getting way too heavy. Obviously, she was expected to stay the weekend, no questions asked. Her own wishes and opinions didn’t count in the slightest. Just now she’d been fucked within an inch of her life by Jason. And it wasn’t even noon! There was no doubt how the weekend was going to pan out and Bea figured she had only two options.

  She could grab her clothes and leave. Just go, before they even knew what she was up to. Or, she could stay, and enjoy another twenty-four hours of incredible bouts of sex where at some point, her virgin ass might be ravaged. If she had any sense, she’d be calling her flat mate to come get her.

  But no; when she called Lisa up, it was to assure her friend that she was fine, and that she was spending the weekend with the Wallace brothers.

  “Wow,” Lisa said, evidently in deep shock. “Looks like the two Scots have taken a real shine to you. Can you tell me exactly what’s going on?”

  Rolling onto her belly in the tangled sheets, Bea held the phone to her ear and chewed on her lip. What could she tell her friend and flat mate? That she’d gone from being their escort to their virtual sex slave? Nah…she didn’t think Lisa would get it.

  “It’s hard to explain,” Bea said slowly, and heard Lisa swear graphically.

  “If they’re holding you there against your will, or if they’re taking advantage of you in anyway, I’ll…Oh gosh. I should never have talked you into this. Are you okay? Should I come get you? Tell me where to find you.”

  “For goodness’ sake, Lisa!” Bea said in alarm. “I’m okay. Do I sound like I’m in any kind of trouble?” Calming down enough to sound normal, she continued, “I’m totally fine. And you’re right, they seem to really like me. They insisted I spend this weekend with them and I see no harm in that. But I will have to tell them I wouldn’t be able to go with them to Scotland as they suggested.”