Bought By The Billionaire Brothers(16)
Author: Alexx Andria

But as she took a step away, Dillon’s voice trailed at her back in a silky murmur that for all its soft delivery may as well have been shouted. “Or maybe, you like me too much…” he suggested and she shuddered, melting into the crowd of people as if the devil was on her heels.

She found Nolan laughing and chatting with a group of women but as soon as his gaze found hers, his eyes warmed with subtle heat. Although he couldn’t exactly sweep her into his arms in front of everyone, she told herself she didn’t need that to know she was their girl. Still, it would be nice to not have to hide in the shadows, a voice reminded her quietly. Don’t be silly. Your life is the stuff of fairy tales. How many people do you know who get to pick from the newest fashion designers without worrying about the price tag?

“Ladies,” Nolan drawled with a slight nod as he excused himself to join Penny at the bar. His gaze raked her body, settling on the plump pillows of her breasts and she blushed when his smile turned decidedly aroused. “You look exquisite. I told Vince that color would suit you.”

Penny smiled and smoothed her hand down the burgundy dress. It really was sublime. In her past life she never would’ve dreamed of wearing such a bold color but it seemed appropriate given her relationship with the twins, which was sordid and wonderful at the same time.

“I’m happy you approve,” she said, preening just a little. She could weather a little discomfort if it meant she was rewarded with wolfish smiles from the twins. Just seeing that subtle twist of their lips reminded her of the things they liked to do her in the privacy of her apartment, locked away from the world and anyone’s judgment. If only she could escape the small voice in the back of her own mind that sounded a lot like her Papa’s. She was a grown adult, not a child. She could sleep with whom she chose, she thought guiltily. But it wasn’t that, exactly, and she knew it. It was the fact that she’d allowed the brothers to buy her. Like an expensive whore. Or, as the twins had put it, as a highly sought-after courtesan. Somehow that sounded much less…well, whorish. Still…

“You’re not enjoying yourself,” Nolan said, troubled. She glanced up with a start and realized she must’ve allowed her thoughts to reveal themselves in her expression. Nolan leaned forward and whispered for her ears only, “I would die a thousand deaths if I thought you were miserable in our company. What can I do to put a smile on that gorgeous face of yours?”

Her breath caught and she smiled tremulously. “Nothing so dire,” she murmured with a shy glance. “I’m not accustomed to such an environment. You travel in vastly different worlds than me. My idea of a fancy dinner party might include a get-together at Red Lobster, not an exclusive party where everyone looks as if they were peeled from the pages of Vogue magazine.”

“Darling, that’s half the reason I adore you,” Nolan said.

“What’s the other half?” she asked, curious.

“I’ll give you a hint,” he said in a low, seductive tone that caused shivers to dance on her spine. His voice tickled her ear as he added, “it’s between your lovely thighs.”

She sucked in a wild breath and her eyes widened with shock at his bold admission but even as her cheeks bloomed with heat, she smiled with delight. Nolan always knew how to shock and arouse her at the same time. “Can we leave?” she asked.

Nolan sighed and pulled away with open regret. “I would love to but I’m committed to making the rounds. That’s part of the gig. Networking with people who have money is what keeps us rolling in it. And trust me, with Dillon around, we’re going to need to up our game.”

At the mention of Dillon, Penny tried to sound casually interested as she asked, “Why is Dillon here? I mean, back in the States? He doesn’t seem the type who’d enjoy pushing paper all day.”

“He’s not,” Nolan agreed, his demeanor changing quickly. Guilt, perhaps, flashed across his face but he shut it down quickly as he graced her with another dazzling smile meant to distract her. And it usually did. But Penny couldn’t help the feeling that Nolan and Vince were deliberately keeping her on the outside of something important. It also hurt that they didn’t trust her with whatever big, bad secret they were keeping. All she knew was that it centered on Dillon. Something in their past. But what? It was on the tip of her tongue to admit that she’d seen Dillon at the party but for some reason, she kept that information private.

Penny worried her bottom lip in spite of the exquisite make up job that’d been applied to her face courtesy of the hair and make up artist Nolan had hired to help her with the intricate up-do that exposed the column of her neck in a way that made her feel graceful and thin, when in fact, she was really neither, but stopped when Nolan gave her a look. “You have no reason to feel substandard to anyone here,” he reminded her. “Hold your head up — you’re gorgeous. And you have something none of these women have…”

Penny looked up, meeting Nolan’s semi-serious gaze. “What’s that?”

“You have the Buchanan brothers wrapped around your finger,” he answered, stealing the breath from her lungs. He grinned and leaned forward to whisper, “I know a way to liven up this party. Meet me in the restroom in two minutes.”

Her eyes widened at his suggestion and she was shocked to see he was totally serious. “You mean?”

He grinned and walked away.

Two minutes seemed a heartbeat away as she made her way to the restroom and quickly locked the door behind her. Suddenly, Nolan’s hands were cupping her breasts from behind, squeezing the plump flesh that filled his palms. “Have you ever had a quickie, separated by the unsuspecting public by a single door?”

“No,” she admitted breathlessly.

“Put your hands above your head and brace yourself with the wall,” he instructed softly as the sound of his fly opening sped up her heartrate. Was he really going to…? She swallowed a gasp as he lifted her dress to her hips, baring her behind to his gaze. Yes, he was. “Spread your legs, sweetness,” Nolan said, positioning himself behind her, his cock nudging her entrance, begging for her hot sheath. Nolan’s fingers gently parted her folds and used her own wetness to ease his way and within seconds, he’d pushed himself inside her.

She stifled a groan as his cock stretched her channel, feeling deliciously impaled on his shaft. There was something wonderfully naughty about the realization that they could be caught at any moment and the fear heightened her arousal as Nolan quickly began to thrust hard against her. She bit her lip as he buried himself inside her, quick thrusts in and out, everything becoming wetter and slippery inside, increasing the pleasure. She tried not to make a sound but when Nolan whispered, “God, I love to fuck you!” she dissolved into a mindlessly dirty girl intent on one thing: cumming. “That’s it, baby,” Nolan coaxed, his voice tight. “That’s it…cum for me, baby. Show me how much you like my cock. Are you my dirty girl?”