Page 40 of Faking it with My Billionaire Bosses

She shook her head immediately and dug her nails into my shoulders. Still, her pussy massaged my cock in a way that made me want to bend her over and spank the hell out of her while fucking her hard. I wasn’t sure, but I felt like she was teasing me.

“Okay, just keep it down some. There’s a dinner happening upstairs and sound carries in here.” The guard looked us over a second more and frowned. “I hope she feels better.”

I waited until he was out of earshot to grip Sonnie’s ass tight again. I raked my teeth down her neck and bit her shoulder just hard enough to make her gasp. “You weren’t playing fair.”

Sonnie buried her own teeth into my shoulder and I used the chance to fuck her harder. I jerked her up and down my shaft until those flutters inside her turned into vibrations and my balls tightened with the need to come. Her cries were muffled by my shoulder so I gave in to the need to finish us both off. I drove into her faster and within a few strokes, we were both coming hard. Her body milked every drop of come from me as I left fingerprint shaped bruises on her ass and she left the indentation of her teeth in my shoulder.

I had to lean against the base of one of the sculptures as I caught my breath. Sonnie lifted her head after a while and I grinned when I saw how smudged her professional makeup was. Her hair was also coming undone, somehow. I didn’t remember grabbing at it, but I must have. Her eyes were only half-opened as she smiled at me.

“You’re leaning on a dick.”

It took me a moment to understand what she meant and when I did, I just laughed. Of course, the part of the sculpture I’d leaned against was a dick. Sex with Sonnie wouldn’t be complete if there wasn’t at least one other dick involved in some way. It was just normally my best friends’ dicks that were invading. When I told her that, she smiled softly and kissed me even softer.

“I like it with all three of you.” She saw me get ready to say something and pressed another kiss to my lips to quiet me. “I also really like it with only you.”

That caveman part of my brain finally exhaled and I felt my shoulders relax some. As I slowly put her back on the ground and made sure her dress was in place, I couldn’t help the smile on my face.

She adjusted my jacket and tie and bit her lip. “You look so handsome like this. It should be illegal.”

“I’m invisible next to you, Cupcake. You’re fucking stunning. Even now, with your makeup and hair messed up, you’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.” I cupped her face in my hands and dropped a slow kiss on her full lips. “I’ve never been so attracted to anyone. I’ve never taken someone in a very public place because I felt like I’d die if I didn’t.”

Her eyes were bright as she stared up at me, her thoughts so damn clear it was unfair to her. I could see her hope and fear so clearly and all I wanted to do was nurture one and send the other one packing. Before I could say anything else, though, she gasped. “My hair and makeup are messed up?”

CHAPTER 30

Sonnie

The next morning, I woke up alone in bed. I’d done it for over two decades just fine, but after just a couple of nights with the guys, I didn’t like it. I pulled on one of their shirts and did my bathroom things before going to find them. It didn’t take long, thanks to the shouting coming from the back yard.

I saw the guys standing by the pool, facing off with Drake’s ex-wife. She was slapping a newspaper against Drake’s chest and gesturing so wildly I was concerned she’d start hitting him soon. I was unsure about whether or not I should go out and get involved in whatever was happening but then Samantha stopped slapping Drake and just rested her hand over his chest instead.

Seeing her hand on his chest made me see red and before I could think better of it, I pushed open the glass door a little too hard and went marching down to their little group. Samantha didn’t drop her hand from his chest when she saw me, but Drake immediately stepped away from her and held out his arm for me to step into. Annoyed he hadn’t immediately stepped away from her touch, I stood slightly out of his reach and crossed my arms over my chest while frowning at his ex.

“Your screaming is going to wake up my sister.” I had no idea if Rosie was already awake, but I used her as an excuse anyway.

Samantha snarled at me and thrust the newspaper out at me. “If I were you, I’d worry less about her waking up and more about what she’ll think of you when she keeps reading all of these articles.”

It took me all of three seconds to get the idea after I glanced at the image on the paper. I cringed but I refused to let it show outwardly. The photo might’ve been a stunning one if it weren’t for the fact that I looked stoned out of my mind from the orgasms Drake had given me in the car and the giant outline of his erection stretching down his leg. The flash photography andthe material of his pants had combined to show his dick ina lotof detail. Of course, the words over the photo were a comment on my stability and effect on the guys’ lives. It wasn’t good.

I dropped the paper at her feet and leveled a hard stare at her. “I’m new to all of this, but I’m assuming someone has released a statement about how fucked up it is that they’re running this photo. Because it is. Without Drake’s consent, they’re running a photo of his dick in graphic detail.”

Drake gripped the back of my neck and growled just under his voice until I turned to look at him. He frowned at me, probably annoyed I hadn’t gone straight to him. “You’re thinking about me?”

I frowned back at him. “Should I not be?”

He tugged me into his chest and held me tight. “You’re too good for us.”

Samantha cleared her throat and tapped her foot on the ground until Drake let me go and I was facing her again. “I let their publicist handle that stuff. Paul is the best at what he does. He’ll take care of it. Don’t worry your little head about it. All I need from you is to be presentable if you’re going to be around.”

Feeling petty, I bent down and picked up the paper to study myself. “The dress is good. The hair and makeup are great. Paul sent me to an awesome place yesterday and I had a blast with my sister. The shoes are apparently name brand and in season. The only thing not presentable about this picture is the fact I couldn’t fix my face after Drake gave me multiple orgasms in the car just before this picture was taken. I’ll work on it.”

Tossing the paper on one of the loungers, I turned around and strolled back into the house, fed up with Samantha and her judgment. When I saw Rosie watching from the kitchen, I immediately lost all of my pride in standing up for myself and just felt ashamed of giving into the immature need to fight withSamantha. I stopped and rubbed my eyes, trying to clear my head and face enough to see Rosie.

She grinned at me with sleepy eyes when she spotted me. “That was badass.”

I leaned against a cabinet and shook my head. “Shit, Rosie. I didn’t mean for you to see that. I shouldn’t have gone out there. I don’t even know why I did.”

“Why not? She’s a monster. I could hear her yelling from my room. I left my window open last night and she was saying all sorts of crap.” Rosie took a big bite out of a cupcake and pointed at Samantha through the window with it. “She hates you. I think she’s jealous.”

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