Read The Billionaire Bundle Online
Authors: Daphne Loveling
"Yes, you. Both of us have a distinct preference for curvy women, and we have both noticed you on numerous occasions. Greg was the one who saw you first, at a company party about six months ago."
I remembered that event. More particularly, I remembered the fantastic orgasm I had that night when I went home and imagined them taking me by turns in a hot tub.
Jeff continued. "Greg is a little more introverted than I am, so I thought I might surprise him by introducing myself first, and finding out whether you might be interested in participating in my little gift idea." I had finished my drink, and he took my glass and went to the bar to make me another.
"My brother works very hard -- harder than I do -- and he doesn't often take the time for fun. I've asked him to meet me at one of our apartments in the city this evening, and I'm hoping you'll agree to come with me and spend a weekend with us. We are both quite... desperate... to have you all to ourselves."
I gaped at him. I couldn't think of anything to say.
"You will, of course, be compensated generously for your time," he continued. "And after the weekend, you will also receive a promotion, to a position that will groom you for an eventual VP position. We both feel that you have considerable professional talents, above and beyond your physical ones, that should not be wasted."
"I'd be... with the two of you?" I murmured, almost not believing my ears. "At once?"
He smiled. "We do many things together, and yes, we would very much like to experience you together as well. If you'd be amenable."
Was he crazy? Did he have any idea that I had imagined that very scenario in my head more than once? I couldn't believe I was actually considering a threesome. This was so much dirtier than anything I had ever done before, but God, how could I possibly refuse this?
I struggled to think of anything to say, suddenly very shy. He seemed to sense this. Lifting his hand to my chin and gently turning my face toward his, he looked into my eyes and said softly, "Would you be willing to accept my offer?" Unable to trust myself to speak, I merely returned his gaze and nodded, feeling my cheeks turn fiery red.
"Ah, that's good. You're going to make both of us very happy. And I think we'll be able to do the same for you." Still cupping my chin in his hand, he lowered his lips onto mine and began kissing me softly. His tongue gently parted my lips and sought mine, and I moaned in response as his kiss seemed to reach deep inside to the core of me. Hearing my moan made his kiss more urgent. Our tongues flicked and teased each other, and he pressed himself against me, his hand moving to cup my breast. He moved his mouth away from mine and I felt his lips begin to travel to the curve of my jawline right below my ear. I could hear his breath speed up as he kissed my neck and unbuttoned the top button of my blouse. He reached inside my bra and caressed my breast with his hand, teasing the nipple with his thumb. I gasped at the contact of his hot skin and arched my back, feeling my clit swell and moisten with desire.
"Lindsay," he moaned against my neck. "God, you're so sexy, so responsive. Feel what you do to me." With his other hand, he caught my wrist and led my hand to feel his throbbing shaft. He was as hard with need as I was wet. Instinctively, I began stroking him through the fabric, already wild with need. "Stop," he whispered gently. "We need to stop. My brother will be waiting." He slowly moved my hand from his member and moved his lips back to mine for one final, lingering kiss. "You're even more enticing than I had imagined you would be," he breathed. Moving back into a sitting position, he drained what was left of his drink, and looked at me. "Shall we go, beautiful?"
I realized as he said it, that I felt beautiful. I felt incredibly sexy, confident. "Yes," I said, returning his gaze. "Let's go."
Jeff went to collect his briefcase and his laptop, giving himself time for the rise in his pants to subside. He smiled at me and nodded, opening the door of his office so I could step through. When we got to the reception area, he addressed the blond woman. "Rebecca, please call down and have Harry waiting for us out front." She nodded as we left. We rode the elevator down, him greeting the occasional coworker as people left for the day. When we emerged on the first floor and walked out of the building, a limousine was waiting for us, with a driver standing by to open the door for us. "Hi, Harry! Take us to Summit Street, please." The driver nodded, and closed the door behind us.
After how quickly things had gotten heated in Jeff's office, we kept to light chitchat during the limo ride so as not to get too carried away. He asked me a little bit about my background, interests, things like that. He seemed to already know more about me than I would have anticipated. It seems that he hadn't been lying about the brothers' mutual interest in me. I still could hardly believe two such sexy and eligible men would even give me the time of day, much less want to spend a weekend tryst with me.
After about twenty minutes, we arrived at a gleaming condo building in the city's trendy warehouse district. The limo dropped us off in the front, and we took another elevator to the top floor penthouse, only accessible by turning a special key in the elevator. Opening the front door to the condo, Jeff called out, "Happy birthday, brother! Come see what I've brought you as a present!"
From the direction of what looked to be the kitchen, Greg Hansen emerged in dark jeans and a unbuttoned oxford. When he saw me, he stopped short. "Ms. Hamilton," he stammered.
Okay, call me slow-witted, but I seriously could not get over the fact that these two knew my name.
Greg Hansen was physically a darker version of his brother. Same sculpted lips, same beautiful eyes, same muscular physique, same amazing ass. And wow, I hope the same chest and stomach. What I could glimpse beneath his open shirt made me want to strip him naked and lick a path down his stomach to his cock.
Greg looked at me in astonishment, and then at his brother. "What..." he began.
"Ms. Hamilton -- Lindsay -- has agreed to be our companion for the weekend. Happy birthday, brother!" Jeff grinned and looked at me. "Champagne?"
I smiled back, and then looked at Greg, hoping he was okay with this. "Sure," I replied.
"I'll be back in a sec," Jeff said, moving in the same direction Greg had emerged from.
Greg seemed surprised, to say the least, but he recovered quickly. "Please, have a seat," he said, nodding his head toward the living room. I sat on the couch, and he sat down next to me, much like I had sat next to his brother in his office a little while ago. "Um, happy birthday!" I said to him, smiling in what I hoped was a seductive and not obviously nervous way.
He looked at me with a curious expression, and then slowly broke into a subtle grin. "Thanks," he smiled. "So, I suppose my brother has told you that we've had our eyes on you for some time. Is it true that you've agreed to... spend the weekend with us?"
"Yes, it is true. I, uh... well, I haven't ever done anything quite like this," I admitted. I wanted him to think I was sexy, but I realized I didn't want him to think I was a slut.
"Neither have we," he said. "But then, my brother has always had exceptionally good ideas," he added, raising his eyebrows.
Jeff returned with a bottle of champagne and three glasses. Popping the cork, he poured the mousse for all of us, and handed us each a glass. "To Ms. Hamilton," he said, "and to a very promising weekend." We clinked glasses and drank.
"Greg," Jeff said, turning to his brother, "I hope you don't mind, but we did start without you in my office. She's even better than I had hoped. Luscious. I think you should unwrap your present now."
Greg took another drink of champagne, and then looked at me with a gaze that burned right through to my core. He leaned in and kissed me, and I could taste the intoxicating, yeasty champagne. I arched my neck back to meet his lips, and kissed him back eagerly, wanting more, tasting him and loving the soft texture of
his lips and the probing insistence of his tongue. He broke away from me and took my hand, helping me up to stand before them. Brushing my hair softly to the side, he slowly undid the buttons on my blouse one at a time, letting it fall into a chair. Standing back for a bit, he gazed at my breasts, straining against my bra, and then leaned down to cup them in his hands and kiss each mound in turn. I smelled the scent of his shampoo as I felt his lips against my skin, and my nipples tautened in response.
His hands moved to my back, and he unzipped my skirt, letting it fall to the floor. I now stood before them in my bra, panties and heels. "Oh, God," Greg breathed.. "Do you have any idea how gorgeous you are?" Not waiting for a response, he looked at Jeff and said, "It's your birthday, too, brother. Who should get the honor of unwrapping her the rest of the way?"
"I'll help you. But you have the privilege of the first fuck. She is going to be unbelievable, I can tell. She's very responsive." He stepped over to me, unbuttoning his shirt and removing it to reveal a physique that was almost a carbon copy of his brother's. He expertly undid the front closure on my bra, and tossed it on the chair next to my blouse while Greg knelt down and pulled my panties down with his teeth as he removed his own shirt. I shivered and closed my eyes as I felt his hot breath disturb my trimmed pussy hair, causing a rush of wetness between my thighs. As if he could read my thoughts, Greg softly placed his hand over my hot mound and caressed my weeping hole with his middle finger. I gasped, already so ready for him that I almost came at the contact. Jeff bent down and cupped both of my naked breasts, teasing first one nipple and then the other with his tongue. I began to moan and pant, already in an agony of longing.
"She's so wet," Greg marveled. He stood up and unbuttoned the fly of his jeans, letting them fall to the floor around his ankles, exposing his tenting boxer briefs as he watched his brother tongue my breasts. He pushed the waistband of his underwear over his muscular ass, and they fell down to his feet, as well. My breath stopped for a moment as I saw his huge, pulsing cock for the first time, with its large mushroom head that made my mouth water to taste it. I looked up at his face and saw that he had been watching me stare longingly at his throbbing shaft, and he smiled and began to stroke it slowly. I broke away from his brother's attentions and walked over to Greg, kneeling down to take him in my mouth. He groaned as my lips slid over his head, eager to explore the velvety hot skin. He tasted delicious, musky and spicy. As I licked and sucked to my heart's content, I could hear the sound of a zipper behind me through Greg's moans, and I knew that Jeff was removing his pants, needing to stroke himself as he watched the show of me sucking off his brother.
Greg was leaking precum into my mouth, and I was lapping it up, loving the taste of him. I could hear Jeff's moans getting louder and louder, and I knew he was enjoying the show. Greg tangled his hands in my hair and began thrusting, fucking my mouth as I took as much of him as I could down my throat. "Oh, God, yes," he panted as he thrust. I could tell he was getting close. Apparently, so could Jeff, because he said, "Hold on, brother. You get the birthday honors of fucking her first, so don't let go too soon." I could feel the heat of Jeff's body as he moved to stand beside his brother, and then Jeff's cock appeared next to me. Eagerly, I pulled away from Greg and began licking Jeff's cock head. Now it was Greg's turn to move back and watch his brother get sucked off. Jeff's cock was longer and slightly thicker, but his head wasn't as large as Greg's. I mingled their precum juices in my mouth as I went to work on Jeff. He, too, twined his fingers in my hair as I took him deeper and deeper into my mouth. "Oh, yeah, baby, your mouth feels so good. Oh, yes, keep doing it just like that. You're gonna make me cum... Ooohhhh..." I reached up with one hand and cupped his balls gently as I used my other to stroke his shaft toward the base since he was so large I couldn't fit him all in my mouth. I reveled in the softness of his skin covering the hard steel of his rod, moaning against his heat as I pushed him in and out of my mouth. I could feel his cock pulsing as he grew larger and larger, and I knew he wouldn't last much longer. I licked and sucked, opening my throat as wide as I could to take him all in. Soon, I heard him groan and then cry out, and he emptied himself down my throat in spurts. I swallowed as much of his cum as I could, but his load was so big that streams of it dribbled down the sides of my mouth as he continued pumping.
Eventually, he slowed his rhythm, and pulled away weakly, collapsing on the couch with a satisfied grunt. "Oh, God, Lindsay, that was amazing. Your mouth is magic. Brother, your turn."
Greg had been watching us the whole time I had been going down on his brother, and his head glistened with precum as he stroked himself slowly. "Lindsay, I think it's your turn now," he said, pushing me softly down on the deep pile rug that lay in front of the fireplace. As I lay on my back, he moved on top of me, gazing down on me with his deep blue eyes. "I've been wanting to do this to you for so long. You really had no idea we were watching you all this time, did you?" I shook my head, staring up at him.
"You've got this sexy little shake to your hips when you walk, did you know that? When I watch you walk, it's like I can feel you riding my dick. I can imagine your hot little pussy riding up and down on my cock, and I can feel your ass shake against my hands as you come. I've been imagining you doing that for months. I want to feel that this weekend; I want to have my hands on your ass as you ride me until you scream. Will you do that for me?" I nodded, feeling the heat between my legs at the thought.