Billionaire Beast(12)

“I never knew that.”

“It wasn’t something you needed to know.”

“You’ve shared it with Jay.”

“He was there with me. I’ve not shared it with Jay. He was there, so it’s different.” She tucked some of her blonde locks behind her ear. She didn’t have a clue how beautiful she was, and he found that even more charming.

Luna came out, carrying a couple of stacks of pancakes. “Please let me know if you want anything else. I can’t do much, but I do pancakes well.”

Richard smiled at her. “Thanks.”

“You’re welcome. Enjoy.”

They were left alone in privacy, which was what he wanted.

“This is a nice place,” Jay said.

Richard served them out putting pancakes on each other their plates.

“Let’s get down to business,” Richard said. He picked up his fork and got a bite ready. “I want you, Temperance, and the way you lit up in my arms, you want me as well. Listen.” She went to speak, so he silenced her with one word and a look. “I want you, and so does Jay. You’re not sure what you want.”

“Do you want me, Tempe?” Jay asked.

She sighed. “I don’t know. This is hard for me, okay? I’ve never considered something like this, not at all.”

“I can appreciate that.” Jay agreed with her.

“You’re both wanting a relationship with me?” She looked from one to the other.

“That is the catch, yes,” Richard said. “We want time of our own, and also sharing time.”

“This is sharing time?”

“Saturday and Sunday, and Wednesday.” She rubbed at her temple, and Richard reached out, taking her hand. “It doesn’t have to be complicated.”

“This is not the norm.”

“Who gives a shit about the norm?” Jay said. “I don’t care what others think. I’ve been using a multiple of women to try and get over you, Tempe. It’s not working. You’re the woman I want, the woman I love. He’s not on the same page as me yet, but he will be. You’re too good of a woman not to love.”

“You’re going to make this harder for me, aren’t you?”

“Yep. I’m not going to make it easy. I know what I want, and you know what you want, and we both want you. You want us,” Jay said.

Richard watched Temperance’s reaction throughout Jay’s little outburst. She was fighting her own beliefs that a relationship was between two people.

She took a bite of the pancake, and he saw it was difficult for her to eat. “I can’t deny that I do want both of you. Everything is happening so fast. Do you think we could slow it down a little?”

“How?”

“Maybe we could date, and not expect anything. Take a break on the sex, and just, I don’t know, see if this can work. I don’t want to start something that is not right for us.”

“Sure,” Jay said.

Richard sat back. “No sex?”

“I’m not comfortable having sex with either of you, and then with both of you.” She squirmed in her chair.

“It makes you horny though, thinking about us all together,” Richard said.

“What woman wouldn’t? You’re both sexy men. I just, I can’t commit to something like that. I need a little time.”

“We can give you time,” Jay said. “How about tonight? We can all go out on a date. What about going to a couple of clubs?”

Richard liked that idea. “Blake, one of the brothers, he owns some nightclubs, and has a section for special VIPs. I can get us in, and we won’t be disturbed either.”

Temperance bit her lip.

“Think about it, Tempe, we can have some fun. We’re not going to rush into anything. We can take our time getting to know each other,” Jay said.

He saw her thinking about it, and knew he just needed to wait for her to make a decision. She looked so sexy and out of place in the club. Instead of looking like his rather prim and proper PA, she looked like a sexy librarian who had taken turns going through the shelves.

“Okay. I’d like that.”

Richard had no doubt it wouldn’t be long before they moved forward, and he was bedding her. He even believed he’d get along with Jay.

****

Sharing Temperance.

Taking their time to love her, together.

Getting the chance to be with her, Jay could handle that. He may even like Richard. The man was rich, but he seemed somewhat down to earth, and he liked the club, the billionaire bikers club. It was a lame ass name, and he’d advise them to get it changed quickly.

“If you touch her while I’m not there, I will kill you.”

“I thought you were a legal biker?” Jay asked. Temperance had disappeared to the toilet leaving them both alone.

“I am. I wouldn’t be killing you for the club. I’d be killing you for my own pleasure, and I do know how to dispose of a body. It would be so easy today.”

Jay turned to stare at the man that he’d be sharing his own life with. “I don’t do men.”

“Me neither. Don’t flatter yourself, Jay. I have no interest in getting acquainted with you. My interest is in Temperance. I’m not going to lie. I like the thought of watching her come apart in another man’s arms.”

He couldn’t deny it either. Jay had shared a couple of women, and the experience had been great, just not entirely pleasurable. He’d not liked the man he had shared a woman with. There had to be some kind of chemistry, a bond between the men, or at the very least, neither person really gave a fuck, for there to be any real enjoyment.

Richard seemed like the right kind of guy. Sure, he was a rich man, but there was something about him that meant the money didn’t define him. Temperance had told him a great deal over the years about Richard, even saying she believed both of them would get along great. They would have to see how that worked out.

****

Turning to assess the dress, Temperance wrinkled her nose. The olive green made her ass look too big. It had been a long time since she actually went out dancing in a nightclub. The last time was just after college. She and Jay had been celebrating getting jobs, and he ended up taking some girl home, and she’d been left alone.

There was no way this idea of theirs was ever going to work. Richard wasn’t the sharing kind, and Jay, he’d grow bored. She was playing along, going on some dates, and waiting for both men coming to their senses.

Removing the dress, she stared at her body, turning left and right. The black lace underwear was one of the most expensive sets she owned. She did love having sexy underwear on underneath.

She looked at her thighs, with the few hints of cellulite that made her cringe. Her stomach, it was rounded, and she hated exercise. She was a healthy woman, and she rather liked her body.

She grabbed the black cocktail dress that ended at the knee, with enough cleavage on display to make it tasteful and yet teasing.

Once she was happy with the dress, she did her hair next. She’d never spend that much time, and so she twirled several strands, and left the rest to do its thing.

Her makeup was minimal. She didn’t like wearing it, and within the hour she was finished. She had shaved, waxed, and buffed to the point of boredom on her part. Staring at her reflection in the mirror she let out a sigh. “This is the best it’s going to get.”

“Tempe, Richard’s here. Are you ready?” Jay asked, knocking on the door.

“I’ll be right out.”

Clasping her hands together in front of her, she counted to ten, and even as she was shaking with nerves, she made herself open the door, and walk out to the two waiting men. They both turned to greet her, and she offered them both a smile.

Richard moved toward her, and her heart started to pound at the intense look he was giving her. She’d never seen him react like that.

“You’re fucking beautiful.” He wrapped a hand around her waist, gripping the flesh of her ass, and tugging her close.

She gasped at the press of his dick, and then his lips as he claimed her mouth. With the possession of his kiss, she was pleased she hadn’t put any lipstick on. It would have been a waste of time, anyway.

He’d have wiped it off the first chance he got.

Arousal flooded her pussy, and she gasped as Jay moved up behind her. His cock ground against her ass as he caught her waist. He sucked on her neck.

Both men surrounded her, and she loved it.

Closing her eyes, she tilted her head, still kissing Richard even as she gave Jay easy access to her neck.

Richard let go, stroking her cheek. “I love the dress.”

“Thank you.”

“I want to stay in, and remove it from your body.” Jay laid his hand flat on her stomach, moving down.

Sneaking out from between them, she shook her head. “Not going to happen. We’re supposed to be going dancing.”

“Tonight is going to be torture, and you’re doing it on purpose.” Jay groaned, reaching toward her, and she dodged his touch.

“Everything is staying in our pants tonight.” She made her way toward the door. “Who is driving?” she asked.

“I am,” Richard said. “I may as well. I know where we’re going.” He held up a set of keys, and she couldn’t help but shiver, recalling how good his hands were caressing over her body. “Your eyes give away your thoughts, baby.”