Journey to Fortune(17)

"Okay," she whispered.

He smiled as Jagger raised his hand and called out, "Check." Tia Rose  giggled, and the sound grabbed a hold of his heart and latched on  forever.







Who was she with now? Was she some kind of whore? I thought tonight  would be the perfect night, but it seems I can cause you more pain, Tia,  if I wait to strike. I've enjoyed this time. Waiting, planning. I've  been quiet for the most part, and especially when it came to you. I  don't want to wait. I want to cause you pain. I want to hear you beg for  help, plead to the darkness of the night. You deserve to be alone.  Alone and dead. I'm ready to send you there. Oh, am I so ready to send  you to your grave, bitch.         

     



 

I'll get you soon. When you're all alone, in that shitty little  apartment you call a home, maybe even while you're sleeping in that  dinky twin-sized bed made for a child, not a fat, ugly woman like you. I  can't wait to see your face. To know that it's me who takes your last  breath away. Soon. I need this. I want this. I will kill you.





Chapter 9




Tia Rose was literally shaking as they entered the penthouse suite. From  the time Hudson pulled the Audi up front for the valet to take the car  and the doorman to greet them, she felt out of sorts. It was like she  was having an out-of-body experience. The fanfare they received upon  entering had her feeling completely out of her league. Women looked  Hudson and Jagger over with hungry eyes, and then toward her with  daggers.

Even the elevator escort seemed surprised that the men were bringing her  up to their home. She felt that bit of lack of self-confidence. Her  inadequacies were glowing like a neon sign for all to see.

"Hey, are you okay?" Hudson asked, cupping her chin and tilting it up toward him.

My God, he's so beautiful and big. He's perfection and I'm not. They  probably bring models and sexy women up here all the time. My God, what  am I thinking?

"Tell me what crazy thoughts are running through your head," Hudson said, giving her chin a light squeeze.

"I'm thinking about how many women you two bring up to your penthouse,  as you parade them through the lobby, as all the other women gawk and  drool."

He stared at her and shook his head tsk-tsking a moment. He held her gaze.

"Jameson, please tell Miss Richman how many women my brother and I bring  up to our penthouse." She assumed that he meant the escort.

Jagger spoke up.

"Look her in the eyes. Our woman has some trust issues we need to work out."

She swallowed hard as Jagger rubbed his hands together. Why did she  think his idea of working out her trust issues meant his hand across her  backside giving her a spanking? She nearly moaned, her body was so  turned on at the thought.

She felt her cheeks blush, and six feet four Hudson remained staring at her, holding her chin firmly.

"Miss Richman, I have operated this elevator for the last twenty years. I  know everything that goes on. I can tell you in complete honesty that  Mr. and Mr. Ross have never brought a woman up to their penthouse. This  is their home. Even I am shocked that you are here with them," he told  her.

She swallowed hard.

As the elevator stopped, the doorman waited as Jagger pressed a code in  the panel. Then the doors opened. Tia Rose was pleasantly stunned at the  gorgeous, wide entryway, and could already tell that these men had  class and style.

"Thank you, Jameson," Jagger said.

Tia Rose turned to look at the elevator man.

"Thank you, Jameson."

"My pleasure, miss. Good night," he said, and the doors closed.

Hudson took her hand and led her inside. "I don't want to waste time  giving you the tour right now. We need you, Tia Rose." He wrapped his  arms around her waist and pulled her against him. "Kiss me and take us  to bed," he told her, and she giggled.

He was so damn charming and sexy. Every time she thought she had him  identified, he did something else to surprise her. Reaching up and  wrapping her arms as best she could around his shoulders considering how  tall he was, she smiled. "With pleasure, Hudson."

He lowered his mouth, and she quickly closed the space between them and kissed him.







Jagger quickly undressed as Hudson carried Tia Rose to their bedroom.  She was kissing him, and Hudson surprisingly hadn't tripped along the  way. She looked so good. His dick was so hard he couldn't wait to make  his words to her from back in the restaurant a reality.

Hudson set her feel gently down onto the rug. He moved around her and  began to undo the zipper of her dress. Her swollen, well-kissed lips  were parted as the dress fell from her luscious body.

Jagger caressed a finger along her breasts, down the slight swell of her  belly to her pussy. "Strip, then get over here, like I told you back at  the restaurant."

She looked about shocked, but highly aroused, as Hudson unclipped her  bra, and it fell from her body. His cock grew, so did his eyes. She was  luscious. Her nipples were hard, her areolas full and waiting for his  mouth.         

     



 

He licked his lips as he stroked his cock.

Smack.

She jerked forward. Hudson caressed where he slapped.

"Don't make him ask you again," Hudson whispered as he cupped a breast  from behind her. He stroked and pulled the nipple, offering it to  Jagger. Jagger curled his finger toward her.

"I missed your body. I want to taste those beautiful, full breasts of yours, baby. Come to me."

As she moved, Hudson removed her panties. He shoved them down from her  waist, and before she climbed up onto the bed and between Jagger's  thighs, Hudson turned her face toward him and kissed her. He pressed his  tongue in between her lips and ravaged her a moment before turning her  back toward Jagger. Another hard smack to her ass, and she moaned as she  climbed onto the bed.

Jagger immediately cupped her breasts as he widened his thighs. She was  above him, and the feel of her body between his outstretched thighs, and  their skin touching, brought on a surge of need and desire. It was so  powerful, so instant, he needed everything he could get.

He stuck out his tongue and licked the tip. She watched him, with smoky eyes and parted wet lips.

"I told you what I wanted and where you belong back at the restaurant. Do you remember?" he asked.

She nodded her head. He thrust his hips upward. Hudson moved in behind her.

"Of course she remembers."

"Say it, Tia Rose. Where do you belong?"

Her cheeks turned a rosy shade of pink. He had to hide his smile. She  was so sweet and shy. But she needed to know how badly they wanted her  and how much she meant to them.

He gave her hips a squeeze.

"In between the both of you," she whispered.

He felt his desire surge. "And what? What completes the three of us?"

She hesitated.

"My exact words, baby," Jagger pushed.

"With you buried deep in my wet pussy and Hudson buried deep in my ass."

He smiled. "Good girl."

She moaned as Hudson pressed the lube to her anus and began to get her ass ready.

"Oh, God. Oh, my god, please."

"I know, baby. I know," Jagger whispered then pulled her down so he could kiss her.

She jerked a few times and even Jagger wondered what Hudson was doing to her. Jagger whispered into her ear.

"What is Hudson doing, baby? Tell me."

"He's pressing his fingers in and out of my ass. He's licking and biting my ass cheeks."

"Sounds fun. I'll have to try that later."

He stroked his finger against her pussy lips, but didn't press the digit up into her.

"Please, Jagger." She moaned as she began to thrust back against  Hudson's fingers, while pushing harder against Jagger's fingers. But  Jagger wouldn't finger fuck her yet.

"What is it, baby? What do you need?"

"Both of you."

"You have us," Hudson said from what sounded like clenched teeth.

"Inside me. Please, just get inside of me."

"With pleasure," Hudson whispered, then pulled his finger from her ass.

She gasped. "Here I come, baby," Hudson said and Tia Rose's eyes widened.

Jagger held her gaze. "Look at me. Don't turn away. Tell me what Hudson is doing."

"Oh, God. He's pushing into me."

"With what? His fingers, his cock?"

"Oh, God, Jagger, please. I can't take the dirty talk."

Smack.

"Oh!"

"You will take it. You love it, remember? You loved it in Paris and you'll love it here."

"Nice and easy, Tia Rose," Hudson said.

Jagger pressed a finger to her clit and Tia Rose moaned.

"Tell me what he's doing."

"Taking his sweet time sticking his cock into my ass," she stated firmly  then pushed back. Hudson moaned as he gripped her around the waist.

"Fuck, baby. I could have hurt you." She was breathing heavy, as she leaned back against Hudson's chest.

Her breasts were in front of Jagger's face. Her pussy was sopping wet.

"You're a bad girl, Tia Rose. You're going to get a spanking for nearly  hurting yourself," Jagger said as he plucked both nipples, making her  squeal and move forward. Hudson thrust his cock into her ass, shoving  her downward.