Page 32 of Most Eligible Billionaire CEO

“The bestest,” Bryce matches my tone.

When we arrive at our table, there are two seats left… next to Spencer. He’s already seated, sipping champagne.

Bryce grumbles.

This should be an interesting evening. There’s little chance I’ll get bored.

Bryce pulls the chair next to Spencer and helps me to my seat. He sits to my left.

I’ve always wondered what it would be like to be caught in the middle of a man sandwich. Now I know.

The other rich couples sitting at our table are a who’s who of New York. These are families that own some of the biggest companies in the country, and it’s hard for me to wrap my head around the fact I’m sitting at the same table as them.

During the evening, Bryce and Spencer are at it like little boys trying to upstage each other. It’s amusing and a major turn on at the same time to see them duke it out like this all for my benefit.

I’ve been turned on since feeling Bryce draped an arm around my shoulders, but I’ll admit the idea of having two hot, sexy, and rich men vying for my attention is like drinking an elixir.

I can’t stand it any longer.

“I’ll be right back.” I say. “I need to use the bathroom.”

Both men stand.

Bryce pulls my chair. Spencer helps me up.

I could get used to this.

“I got this!”

Spencer sneers. “You only have two hands, bro. The lady needs to go.”

A Mexican standoff ensues.

I excuse myself and rush out of the room.

Let’s hope they don’t kill each other while I’m in the bathroom.

After checking with an employee, I head down a corridor, doing my best to walk with dignity. No easy feat when your panties are dripping wet.

I enter the bathroom.

I’m alone.

Sweet.

I walk to a stall, enter, and lock the door.

I place my evening clutch on the hanger behind the door, lower the lid over the toilet, and place one heeled foot on top to steady myself.

I lift my dress as I imagine Bryce’s tongue on me. My fingers part the expensive panties aside while caressing the sensitive skin of my inner thigh as they work their way up to my clit.

My slickness makes this quickie solo session much more pleasurable. I draw circles over my clit. My heart beats stronger and my body heats up as I imagine Bryce ravishing me with his mouth, licking and sucking me. I start shaking right as I’m reaching the peak of my arousal and tilt my head to take in the intensity of the emotions my body is relishing.

I so needed that.

I grab toilet paper to clean myself up, walk to the sink to wash my hands, and go back into the stall to grab my evening clutch from the hook behind the door before heading back to Bryce’s side.

I take a seat as a woman finishes a speech.

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