She liked the feeling, for it was dirty and it was kinky. She tasted both of them, not minding the bitter nature of it. She continued to play with the cum a little bit, and both of them men smiled.
“So did you like it?” Adrian asked.
“I did. Thank you. I’m happy to have finally told you my feelings,” she replied.
“Same here. We’re happy to have finally met a girl like you. You’re perfect, and we want to be with you forever,” Kenneth replied.
Anna smiled. I would love that, especially if it was like this again,” she said with a smirk.
The two men smiled. “Well we’ll give it to you like that then, and maybe in other ways too,” Adrian replied.
Anna felt happy about this, realizing just how easy to was to talk with them about this. The three of them didn’t want to leave that room, and for the rest of the night they stayed there and cuddled. Anna felt a bit strange, especially since now they were more than just friends. But she knew what they cared for her, and it was obvious that they wanted something more than just a sexual relationship.
“I love you guys,” she said at the end of the night, in between their bodies and being held by them.
“We love you too,” Adrian replied. The way he said it made Anna’s heart soar. She knew that they meant it, and when Anna heard him say it, she felt happy as a clam. She just wanted to hear Kenneth say it too, for she didn’t want to leave either of them, and she wanted them around forever.
“Yeah. We do love you Anna, and we’ll keep you by our side,” Kenneth replied.
She smiled, realizing how her life had changed. She went from being an ordinary girl to one that got to have two amazing men in her life that were both hunky, and full of love. She fell asleep in their arms that night, and she knew that this was the right thing to do. They would be together, and Anna knew that nothing could stop them now.
THE END
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My Billionaire Bodyguard
By: Lisa Cartwright
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Chapter One
Neville Chamber’s 26-year-old face was unlined and smooth. All his worries had been dealt with by someone else. He was almost six feet tall with a muscular body.
His pants fit incredibly well. He hitched up his trousers when he sat so they wouldn’t bag. His tie was perfectly muted and appropriate. He held his manicured hands together in front of his nose.
The woman in the room sat opposite him. Mrs. Madison Chambers gave the impression of being starched and ironed by a talented hand. Her skin was perfect and flawless. Her hands moved with unearthly elegance. The average man wouldn’t have an opinion of her figure if he saw her face first. It would seem an indignity. She dressed for the meeting in a silk dress that ended in the middle of her knee. It lay on her body with well-trained care.
Neville said, “Carruthers is becoming a problem. He’ll get the money if we fail to present a proper marriage. It would help if we could be intimate.”
“That is not going to happen. I have no interest in going to bed with you. I have no emotional tie with you or any other man, and I won’t have intimate relations with you or anyone else without that emotional connection.” She paused and a question put furrows in her forehead. “Why would you think it would?”
“Because, my dear, it’s obvious to everyone who sees us that we aren’t intimate. It gives Carruthers hope that he can disqualify us from benefiting from the will. All he has to show is that our marriage isn’t real. He’s next in line.
“We’ll just have to take that chance. I’m not available, Neville. Not to anyone.”
“I understand.” He paused. “That’s a lie. I don’t understand, but I’ve done all I can to break down these barriers.” He stopped talking for a moment. “I have to tell you something you may not know. Carruthers is a dangerous man. If we are fortunate enough to continue this... drama... I’m afraid he’ll move to direct physical attack. If we’re dead, he inherits.”
Her voice didn’t change tone or volume. “We may need help. Some... man... of a rougher kind who can oppose Carruthers and help us survive.”
“I know just the man. I’ll talk with him.”