Buchanan Enterprises was turning over record profit, which left Penny to worry that the problem was with her. What else could the two men who had everything have cause to worry about?
“You’re quiet tonight,” Nolan observed, knuckling her cheek lightly as they lay in the expansive four-poster cherrywood bed that she still hadn’t gotten used to sleeping in since she moved from her apartment to the penthouse suite that belonged to the brothers. Nestled in the crook of Nolan’s arm, she glanced up at him and smiled shyly, not quite sure how to confess her fears without sounding like a mewling, pathetic baby. “Everything okay? Are you still sore?” he asked solicitously, causing her to blush like mad. Just the mention of their epic sexual adventures made her cheeks heat. He smiled with genuine amusement at her reaction. Nolan loved that she’d been a virgin before either of them had been between her thighs. Of course, they’d both done their level best to obliterate her virginity in all ways since then — hence the slight soreness he’d mentioned.
She nodded and lied just a little. “All good. Perfect actually.” It was a small white lie. She was a bit sore from last night but it was a good feeling and she didn’t mind at all. In fact, being taken by either of the Buchanans was a pleasure she’d never known existed. Sounded cheesy, but it was true. Made her grateful she’d saved her “treasure” as her papa had put it, for the right person, instead of giving it away to the first fumbling male who had paid her any sort of attention.
Penny traced a line from the top of his chest down the hard ridge of his belly. “Is everything okay with you?” she asked, holding her breath. She was still learning her place in their world and was, at times, unsure of her boundaries but Vince and Nolan were always accommodating of her education. She’d only been punished once, and truth be told, Penny had writhed like a cat in heat, loving every minute. Vince had laughed and promised to “punish” her more often. Nolan stilled and Penny worried her lip, adding, “I just wondered because you seem…like something is bothering you.”
Nolan exhaled and actually pulled away to sit on the edge of the bed. Penny held her breath. Maybe she should’ve kept her questions to herself ... “Do you have any family?” he asked, surprising her with the sudden question.
“No. My dad died a few years ago. He was all I had left,” Penny answered, tucking her feet under her short, demure nightie. Nolan loved her in lace , whereas Vince preferred tight corsets that made her breasts spill over the top like bountiful pillows plumped for his pleasure. “Why?”
Nolan’s expression darkened but he otherwise remained silent as if wrestling with something private that he wasn’t ready to share. This was the first time Penny had ever seen Nolan so pensive. Frankly, it scared her just a little. “Is there anything I can do?” she asked in a tentative voice, unsure of how to help. “Anything at all?”
She added the slight inflection with an innuendo at the tail end of her offer and Nolan cast her a sidewise glance with the hint of a smile playing on his lips.
“What did you have in mind?”
Her breath caught at the sudden hunger in his eyes. Just like that he turned on the heat and suddenly, Penny was burning alive, desperate for his touch. She slowly lifted the hem of her nightie up and over her head, peeping at him through her lashes. “Anything you want,” she answered, sitting back on her heels, loving how Nolan’s gaze blazed a trail of wanton desire over her body. How things had changed in her life. There was a time when she’d been so ashamed of her body that she’d hidden beneath oversized cotton tops and dowdy skirts that wouldn’t make anyone take a second glance, but Vince and Nolan had taught her to appreciate being a woman with a woman’s curves. Their open desire for every inch of her body made her celebrate