seconds.
Ryan
said, “We got this place just two weeks ago, soon after we met you. We only
ever stay a week or two in the US at a time. But we’ve decided we’re finding
more reasons to want to come. More often and for longer,” He sent her a smile
and a meaningful look. “We’re also buying up a lot of companies in a long
stretch of Mergers and Acquisitions so we plan to be around for a while on
business.”
“And
hotels are fun, but we like the thought that you’ll be able to visit us here, at
our home whenever needed,” Jason told her. His grin told Bea he’d caught her
wary, even scared expression.
Jason
came to where she was standing in the middle of the palatial living room,
taking her hands in a gentle grip. “Bea, we’re going to be seeing a lot of each
other from now on. Get used to it. We’re not letting you out of our sight. And
the first chance we get, we’re taking you with us to Scotland to visit our
estate there. Give you a chance to see Ryan and me in our leather kilts with
the two-piece suits.”
“Not
forgetting the calf-length socks and high boots,” Ryan added with a chuckle. He
too, came forward and once again, she was wedged between them like they seemed
to like so much.
And yes,
fuck it…she seemed to like a lot as well.
“I
think…well, I’d love to see that,” she finally said, a giggle passing through
her parted lips.
A
silence descended and she felt their eyes on her face, her body. They held her
so close she could hear their collective heartbeats. Sexual tension filled the
air and it was only a matter of time before she felt things would get heavy.
Already, she felt that twitching in her panties and she knew that twitch was
going to get dealt with pretty soon.
* * *
Bea
remembered everything Jason had whispered that they would do to her.
Now
that she was there, alone with them, she could see the question in their eyes.
Just like the first night in that suite, they were waiting for her to make the
final call. Take me home…or take me now ?
Bea
knew what her body craved right at that moment. She wanted the brothers to keep
each one of their sensuous promises.
Her
life had always been so ordinary. Nothing exciting or exotic ever happened to
her, until she agreed to play escort for one night in the place of Lisa. And
now, once again, she was to live life on the very edge. Her boundaries…they
were breaking down. The bar on certain limits was being raised. Tonight, she
wanted one more taste of their tempestuous threesome. She already knew that
this time, there’d be a darkly delicious twist to their passions. And she was
so, so looking forward to it.
She
turned to kiss Ryan briefly on the lips, and then turned to do the same to
Jason. She couldn’t speak right then but she held the answer in her eyes. She
heard Ryan exhale a ragged breath, while Jason had his devil-may-care grin
widening in delight.
Soon,
they were leading her through doors in the magnificent house. Each room they
passed seemed like something from a gorgeous movie set. Her heart was all-aflutter when they took her down to some kind of dungeon
play room filled with many of the kind of things she’d seen in the BDSM
club. There were flat and inclined
benches, a wooden x-shaped cross with cuffs at every end. There was a lot of
leather covering everything, plus chains, hooks and tables like none she’d ever
seen. Everything looked brand new, and there was that fresh smell of wood,
polish and of course leather. She
could even see a fridge in the corner. How strange it was that she wasn’t nervous
as she went in with them, the soft lighting making everything seem less
threatening than they looked. She stepped further inside, her high heels
echoing on the varnished wood floor. The walls had designer distressed-looking
paint in maroon. All in all, it wasn’t the torture chamber she’d have expected
it to look like when they’d led her down the steps.
She
felt a hand on her wrist, and turned to