Under Two Billionaire Brothers(15)

“We’ll see ourselves out.”

“We’re really sorry, sweetheart. We can’t blame you for your decision.”

She saw them walk away, heard the front door close, but still couldn’t make herself move. It was when she realized they were actually leaving that she found the strength to make her legs work. She ran to the front door and tore it open, but stopped when she saw them standing on the other side, smiles on their faces.

“Damn, baby. We thought we’d have to result to begging you on our hands and knees.”

“What?” The word squeaked out of her.

“Sweetheart, you didn’t think we would give up on you that easily, did you?”

Neither of them moved and she felt her mouth open and close a few times before she found the words to respond. “Okay, but I get to keep my job.” They looked at each other and she surmised they must have some kind of mind-reading ability between them, since they tended to do that a lot. A beat of silence passed between them and then they laughed.

“Okay, baby, but only if you promise to do it naked.”

Max punched his brother in the arm. “He doesn’t mean that.”

“Yes I do.” A devilish smile had Ian’s lips tilting up. “Don’t act like you don’t want to see her naked, bent over with a duster.”

Max took a minute to answer and then smiled. “I think I’d like to see her in a little nightie, maybe stretched up, trying to reach for something a little too high.”

She snorted and punched him in the arm, but all she came up against was solid muscle. “You two are incorrigible.” This had to be the weirdest, most fucked up two days she had ever had. If this was a dream she really didn’t want to wake up, especially if she got to peel those power suits off their bodies.

“Keep looking at us like that and we won’t make it back to the office.”

“Like you want me, looking like I rolled out from under a rock.”

“Baby, the way you look makes me think of chocolate and sex, preferably at the same time.”

“Mmm, how about chocolate smeared over your tits, or maybe on that sweet pussy of yours? Come here,” Max pulled her close and dipped his head to run his tongue along her lips. “Yeah, I can taste it now." He deepened the kiss. "Even without the chocolate you taste sweet as hell, sweetheart.” She was pulled in the other direction and Ian kissed her deep and hard. “You two are going to be the death of me.” Max moved behind her and all she could smell was clean, masculine McKnight brothers.

“Yeah, but what a way to die.” They said it in unison, and Lola couldn’t agree more.



The End