A Double Dose of Billionaire (Part One) (4 page)

Kidnapped. I had been kidnapped by two
obnoxious and annoying brothers.

Ryan and Riley were nice enough to put me down
and let me walk through the paparazzi with some dignity, but they
threatened to lift me up again if I didn’t get into their car, so I
followed.

Once again, I was tucked in between the twins.
“Where are we going? This isn’t the direction to my
house.”

Gordon had already put the divider up for good
measure, but the twins had gone too far with ruining my life. No
way was I doing any more nasty things with them. Each time their
hands landed on somewhere inappropriate, I swiftly smacked them
away.

“To our place,” Ryan said, “I’m not going to
be caught having sex in that closet you call a ‘house’.” A tingling
sensation went up my thighs at the mention of the word
‘sex’

I had to remind myself that I wasn’t in the
mood, not after just losing my job. “If you think that I’m going to
have sex with you after all you put me through, you’re more stupid
than I thought. Send me home.” A black eye wasn’t exactly making me
feel sexy, either. Granted, that douchebag was pretty weak so the
damage wasn’t that bad, but it was still there and some light
swelling had developed.

Ryan showed me a teasing pout. “But your home
is so small.”

“Bastard.”

When we arrived at their place, I could see
why they made fun of the size of my apartment. Their house was a
freaking mansion—larger than the whole apartment block I lived in.
In fact, I couldn’t make out the whole of it from the front. I
wasn’t too surprised—they were sons of billionaires—but knowing
they lived in a big house was an entirely different thing from
looking at the size of it in person.

I am going to be fucked in this place.
I dragged a hand down my face. No more dirty thoughts. I swore to
myself to not involve myself with the twins anymore. “Show offs,” I
said, hiding how impressed I was.

Riley smirked. “You know you want to take a
look. You’re welcome to come here anytime you want.”

I sat down with my arms crossed, keeping my
eyes focused on the divider.

“You’re really difficult, you know that? Don’t
make me throw you over my shoulder like Ryan did.”

That was enough to call me to action. I
scurried out of the car as if my life depended on it. “Don’t ever
think about doing that again.” I raised a threatening
finger.

“Oh, I’m sure I will,” Riley said, licking his
lips. I held my breath, taking in his sexy expression.

Their living room linked the front of the
house to the back, displaying their enormous Olympic-sized swimming
pool through glass windows. The design of the interior of the house
was impeccable. I felt like I was walking through a fancy place
designated for tourists rather than a house.

“Where are your parents?” I asked.

Ryan led me up the stairs to what they called
their ‘main room’ while Riley went to fetch something. I knew what
was coming, but the devil in me urged me to follow them anyway.
Once I stepped into the house, there wasn’t any turning back. I
could feel the wetness building between my thighs, and dirty
thoughts began to flood my mind.

“They don’t live with us,” Ryan said, “We’re
twenty-eight. Who still lives with their parents at that
age?”

I could name a few of my college friends who
got down on their luck and were still stuck with their parents, but
I kept silent about it.

He gestured down the corridor. “This way.” How
many rooms did this place have anyway? Six? Seven?
Fifty?

My eyes couldn’t keep themselves from
wandering to naughty places. A tent was already bulging at his
jeans. Just knowing that he wanted me was enough to make my heart
race. My ability to keep myself in check was getting
thinner.

Their room was as big as my living room, but I
was hardly surprised by its size, already having gotten used to the
enormity of everything around here. The sight of the bed turned me
on and I couldn’t help picturing myself on it with the twins doing
all sorts of things.

“Like what you see?” Ryan asked, slapping me
on the butt. He wrapped his arms around me from the back, pressing
his hips against me.

My stubborn self flashed red and demanded that
I push the gorgeous man away, but I had fallen far too
deep.

“Hey, we’re not going to touch her just yet,
remember?” Riley entered and tugged Ryan away. “We promised Kristie
we’d take care of her.” In his grasp was an ice pack. He handed it
to me, seemingly concerned.

I held it there without doing anything at
first, not sure how to react to unexpected kindness. Then I put it
on my eye. It stung a bit at first but eased the swelling after a
while.

Confused, I said, “I thought that we were here
to…” My voice trailed off because I got too embarrassed.

Riley patted me on the head. “Kristie told us
about what happened. You’ve had a long day and need to rest. How is
your eye?”

“Feeling better.”

Ryan crossed his arms. “I honestly don’t see
why we can’t—she’s obviously willing.”

“Calm down. Mom taught us to be gentlemen, not
whores.”

At first, I let my foolish mind wonder if
Riley had lost interest in me, but when I saw the two of them
walking out with distinct hard-ons bulging in their pants, I
realized that he had been trying to be nice.

Perhaps I judged them a little too
early.

***

The brothers invited me to watch television
with them in the living room, but as I looked at the cooking lady
chopping up vegetables and carrots, all I could think about was how
much I wanted to kiss the both of them—aggressively.

“What is the point of coming here, anyway?” I
asked. “You both could’ve just sent me back to my apartment. I can
rest perfectly fine there.”

“We thought you might’ve wanted to get away
from the paparazzi,” Ryan responded. The sweet gesture nearly
touched my heart but I had to think they planned something more
sinister.

His hands constantly lingered on my inner
thighs and I let him do as he pleased, sometimes spreading my legs
slightly to give him better access. Ryan’s fingers had somehow
slithered their way into my panties. They lightly brushed over my
folds and I held back a whimper.

It caught Riley’s attention. “What in the
world are you doing?”

“She clearly wants it, might as well give it
to her.”

I bucked my hips against Ryan’s digits. “I’m
not sure if we should be doing this.” My body clearly wasn’t
reacting to the way I tried to direct it. Actually, my mind wasn’t
reacting properly, either. Admiring the sexiness of these two males
for the last two hours had completely dissolved all my
resolve.

I’d never felt so lusty and wanton before. All
my life, I had jerks as boyfriends, each of them barely adept with
bedroom skills. The thrill of single life again renewed my need for
a good sex experience. Maybe the added heat of having two twins
longing to fuck me caused me to act this way, too. The expertise
Ryan and Riley had with their fingers was an added
bonus.

Ryan gripped the hair at the back of my head
and forcefully pushed his lips against mine. His tongue commanded
its entrance and I gave it eagerly. They danced with each other,
fighting for dominance, and I was quickly taken over as his tongue
slipped deeper, inching its way down my throat.

“Fuck it,” Riley said. I faintly made out the
distant unzipping of his trousers. Another pair of arms joined
Ryan’s, snaking their way toward my breasts. I peeked at his crotch
with a sideways glance. His cock was already out and completely
hard.

Ryan moved away, leaving a dull ache behind on
my mouth. “Aw, I thought I didn’t have to share.”

“Like hell, I’ve been waiting for this since
last Friday. You’re not going to have her all to
yourself.”

The voices of the twins became deeper and
rougher, tainted by their lust. Riley led my fingers to his member
again and guided them to stroke it before I took over
myself.

“You always get the fun to yourself,” Ryan
whined. He shredded his pants and stood up; I came face to face
with his cock. It bobbed up and down, inviting me to taste
it.

I hesitantly flicked my tongue over the head,
which made Ryan groan. He adjusted it so it was easier to fit into
my mouth. I reeled up my confidence and wrapped my lips over his
cock. It was a challenge to fit the entire massiveness of it in my
mouth; I had to hold my breath to reach its base, and I couldn’t
keep that up for long. The taste of pre-cum was salty and musky;
there was nothing pleasant about it, but the dirtiness of the act
made my pussy tighten.

Riley moved lower. He removed my skirt in a
brutish manner, not caring much for its delicate fabric. My panties
went off next, and the next sensation I felt was his nose brushing
against my bare cunt with his thumb rolling around my
clit.

I recalled the way they stopped right before I
came at my workplace; the way they left me desperate and horny as I
trekked up to my office with that telltale blush on my skin. This
time they were going to finish the job thoroughly—I had to make
sure of it. Without him even licking me yet, I pushed his face
against my center. He responded with his wet tongue prodding my
insides.

“You taste good,” Riley muttered, taking a
pause from licking my pussy.

I knew he was lying because I’ve tasted myself
before, but his words sent renewed tension to my center anyway.
“Don’t stop,” I demanded.

“Yes, princess.” He smiled slyly before
proceeding to press his tongue on my clit. His fingers went up my
pussy and he pumped them as fast as he could.

I moaned as I stroked Ryan’s cock.

“Don’t forget to suck it,” Ryan reminded, and
I went on to do as he said.

Sweat started to cling to my skin as we rutted
in the middle of the living room. I looked at Ryan as his cock
throbbed in my mouth and saw him with his eyes closed, fully
enjoying the pleasure. Knowing that I was doing well, I sucked him
harder with more confidence.

The tightness in my pussy was begging for
release; it built up into a coiled knot. Erotic pleasure shot
through me like an electric pulse. Finally, I reached my climax.
Unable to contain myself, the knot burst open, releasing white hot
pleasure that reverberated through my being. I popped his member
out of my orifice, needing to take in large breaths because the
orgasm left me breathless.

Riley stroked me with his fingers even faster,
studying me through his hooded eyes. The contractions of my pussy
stopped too soon, but they left me in a state of pure
bliss.

That was amazing.

“I think she’s ready,” Riley said, dragging
his fingers out of me, leaving a sticky trail behind.

Ryan grunted. He bent down and scooped me up.
I was on a high and feeling giddy. Without thinking and acting on
impulse, I kissed him.

They brought me to their bedroom and rested me
on the bed I thought about fucking them on before. They both
removed their shirts, revealing their toned muscles and abs.
Although I already came, a jolt of need made me even wetter, if
that was possible.

“Turn over,” Ryan ordered.

I got on all fours and pointed my butt up to
him. He slapped it in response as he liked to do and sent a tremor
through me.

“Stop dawdling and fuck me already,” I said,
getting impatient.

Riley smirked and groped my breasts.
“Someone’s being desperate.”

I scowled at him. Desperate? I wasn’t
desperate—it’s just that they’ve been teasing me all this while,
parading their cocks everywhere, and now my pussy was aching to
have them inside me.

Ryan pinned my hands behind me and slid into
my pussy without so much as a warning. He buried it all the way to
the hilt, filling my insides perfectly. Just like that, I found
myself close to coming despite him not yet moving.

“Oh my God,” I mouthed, relishing in the
blinding sensation. He immediately began rutting against my ass,
barely allowing me any time to adjust.

He groaned. “Fuck, you’re so damn
tight.”

His cock pounded against my pussy
relentlessly, not stopping even for a second. I cried out his name
in wanton heat, pleading for him to stop yet knowing that I wanted
more. My mind had turned into butter and I felt like putty in his
hands. Tears began to pool in my eyes as the pleasure built up into
something more than I could take.

The strokes of his cock pressed and caressed
against my inner walls for the next twenty minutes. Each thrust
sent toe-curling heat to my center. The knot around my pussy
tightened again. I tried to control it, but I came abruptly and
unexpectedly. My walls pulsed around his member. He slammed one
last final thrust into me while shouting out a loud
groan.

“Not inside!” I shrieked, reason suddenly
snapping through my mind. I took birth control pills regularly just
in case, but I wanted to be extra safe. None of my ex-boyfriends
had sex with me without a condom before.