Between Two Billionaires (BWWM Menage Romance) (3 page)

I stepped out of the elevator and knocked at the black varnished door. It swung open and Thomas stood there grinning at me with his perfect pearly white smile. I eyed him up, he was dressed casual but I could still tell that his clothes were expensive designer ones. He had on a loose light blue cotton shirt and white trousers that hugged at his groin. I quickly diverted my eyes from the area, hoping he didn't notice I was looking at it.

"Wow, you look stunning as ever Ki," Tom said as he beckoned me in the door.

"Thanks," I smiled, taking a look around the large, stylishly decorated living area.

"This place is amazing!" I gushed, walking towards the large windowed doors that led to a balcony.
 

"I'm glad you think so, although I can't take credit for the decorating, that was mostly Eric," Tom said.

"Right...you guys live together?"

"Yeah, we're mostly out of town anyway, this is just sort of our touch down home," he smiled, "come sit, I'm still in the process of cooking dinner."

I followed him over the the kitchen area, stroking the granite counter before I took a seat on a bar stool. Thomas placed a wine glass in front of me.

"Wow, you weren't joking about the cooking part," I teased, inhaling the rich smell of Italian herbs and tomato sauce.

Thomas poured me a glass of expensive red wine and I sipped at it, enjoying it's rich, bold flavour.
 

"Well that's just something you don't know about adult me Ki, I love to cook," he grinned, "cheers," he said raising his glass to mine.

"Cheers," I said blushing.
 

The lights were dimmed but the glow from the city lights surrounding us created the most romantic scene. Soft jazz played in the background and I stared at Thomas as he worked his way around the kitchen like a pro. It was very sexy watching a man cook for me, I thought to myself.

"It's so great to see you Ki," Thomas said, taking a break from cooking as he sipped on his wine and stared into my eyes.

"Yeah, it's good to see you again too," I said back smiling.

"Don't ever leave me like that again, please, can you promise me that?" he asked, his eyes sparkling.

"I promise, never again."

"Foods almost done," he said grinning.

"Great, what is it? It smells absolutely amazing!"

"Puttanesca! And there's a side salad of arugula and goats cheese plus some crusty bread I picked up at the bakery earlier today," he said enthusiastically.

My stomach rumbled at the sound of Thomas's delicious description, I hadn't eaten since breakfast and I was starving.
 

"Do you mind setting the dining table?" Thomas asked me pointing to some table ware on the bench.

"Sure," I said taking the plates and cutlery over.
 

I smiled to myself noticing a single red rose in a vase in the middle of the small square table. There were two small crystal tea light holders with candles in them. I folded the linen napkins and set up the table, then lit the candles. Thomas came over carrying the dish of pasta.

"Sit," he told me, before going to the kitchen to grab the salad and bread.

Thomas sat opposite me and poured us another wine.

"To a great reunion," he said raising him glass, "now let's eat, I can tell you're hungry."

"How can you tell? It's true though, I've practically been salivating over this food since I stepped in to the apartment."

"Good. Eat then, I don't want you in any less than optimal working condition," Thomas said winking at me.

I filled my plate with plenty of pasta and salad then slathered a generous amount of butter on my bread before diving into my meal.

"I love a woman who's not afraid to eat," Thomas said.

"Don't say that, you'll make me feel self conscious," I told him.

"Why would you be self conscious Kiara? You've got an incredible body, very sexy..."

I gulped on my wine, almost choking. I knew I was hot but having Thomas sit in front of me and tell me so seductively that he found me "sexy" was exhilarating. There was nothing more arousing than a man laying all the cards on the table.
 

"So what now?" I asked boldly, it was clear that we had some unresolved sexual tension.

"What now? What do you want Ki? I think it's pretty obvious what I want..."

"I want you but I have to tell you the truth Thomas, I don't want to start something with you unless you have the full facts on what happened," I told him, feeling nervous that if I revealed the truth I would lose him forever but I couldn't live with the guilt of keeping the secret from him anymore.

"I already know Ki," Thomas said.

"What do you know?" I asked, wondering if he really did know what I was wanting to tell him.

"That you fucked Eric."

My heart stood still for a second, he knew about me an Eric...How?

"He told me Ki, months after you left he came to me and confessed. He thought you and I were still a couple and he wanted you to be his girl."

"I don't understand..."

"What don't you understand? We were both in love with you Ki and you left us behind."

"I was confused, I'd just lost my parents Tom."

"I know, don't worry, neither of us blame you for what you did...I always thought though, that what happened with you and Eric wasn't a mistake..."

I thought about it for a moment. Even I wasn't entirely sure if giving myself to Eric that night was a mistake, I did love him but I also loved Thomas and I wasn't sure if I loved Eric still.

"I can't answer that, all I know is you're the one I want now Tom," I said looking into his eyes.

"I want you too, Kiara," Thomas said standing up from his chair and walking around to me.

He began to massage my bare shoulders, his strong, firm touch felt amazing. I threw my head back to look up at him, biting my lip. He crouched down and began kissing and nuzzling at my neck.

"You smell amazing, like pure desire," Thomas said.

"I want you to do whatever you want to me," I told him.

"Whatever I want?" he asked, lifting me and my chair off the ground and spinning us around.

I caught my breath at the excitement of what he'd just done.

"Whatever you want," I said nodding.

Thomas dove right into kissing me, plunging his tongue into my mouth with need. I kissed him back passionately, loving that he was taking the lead right now. His hands stroked my arms until he pulled at the straps of my dress, pulling them down and over my hands until it dropped to my waist, revealing just my bra.
 

"Take it off," he commanded, tugging at my bra straps.

I did as he said, reaching round and unclasping it. My voluptuous breasts fell free and I stared at Thomas's face for his reaction. He let out a deep breath and bit his lip. He then took his hands to my full bust, squeezing each breast. I felt a longing deep inside me as I saw how turned on he was by my naked upper body.
 

"These are perfect," he told me.

He tweaked his fingers on each of my nipples and they beaded under his touch. He looked at me with a lustful smirk and then ran his tongue over one, before taking it into his mouth and gently suckling. I squirmed in the chair, letting out a small moan of encouragement. He looked up at me and smiled again, then moved his hands from my breasts, gently stroking my body until he came to my thighs. He pushed the black lace fabric of my dress up, so it gathered at my waist with the top half of it. I clutched at the fabric, nervous about revealing myself to him so openly.

"No, let me see you," Thomas said, moving my hands away.

I obliged, and relaxed myself, sinking into the chair a little more and tilting my ass forward. Thomas pushed my inner thighs apart and moved his head to the base of my black, mesh panties. He inhaled deeply.

"Fuck, your pussy smells so good," he told me.

I blushed, not saying a word, I'd never had someone talk dirty to me before. He rubbed his nose against the fabric separating my pussy from direct skin contact with him and I could tell I was starting to get wet. He moved his head away and ran his finger against the edge of the panty fabric, lifting it slightly and slipping his finger underneath to touch my slit. He stroked against my throbbing clit and I gasped with pleasure, realising how horny and sensitive I was for his touch.

"You're wet baby," he said in a breathy whisper.
 

I whimpered and nodded as he kept stroking his fingers against me. He peeled my panties off now, pulling them all the way to my ankles and over my heels. I was now totally revealed to him but I did not feel at all shy about it. I wanted him to keep pleasuring me just as he had started too. He moved his lips to my cunt and began to suck at my labia, teasing me. He then ran his tongue against my opening, I opened my legs wider allowing him better access. Suddenly he was lapping at my clit, suckling it and driving me wild.
 

"Oh, God!" I moaned, "yes, don't stop!"

But he did stop, suddenly and I buckled forward beckoning him back to my pussy.

"No. Not here, in the bedroom," Thomas said as he stood up and pulled me from the chair.

He took my hand and led me down the hallway, opening a door which revealed classy masculine room. He led me in and pushed me onto the large bed, the crisp grey linen felt cool against my back.

"Take it all off," Thomas told me, as he started to unbutton his own shirt.

I removed my dress, sliding it over my legs and kicked off my heels. I was now totally naked. I watched Thomas as he stood in front of me, he had a body that boasted hard work at the gym, perfect pecs and a six pack I wanted to reach out and touch. He slid down his boxers and his cock sprung free, I marvelled at the size, it was long and think. He began to stroke it in from on me and I spread my legs open, giving him a view of my pussy and began to touch myself as well.

"I want to fuck you Kiara," he said looking at me with heavy desire.

"Yes, I want that," I told him, wishing he'd hurry up and take me.

"Suck it," he said stepping forward with his tool his hand.

I sat up and did as he said, taking his throbbing manhood into my mouth.

"Ah, yes, Kiara, that's right," he groaned.

I pushed my mouth down further until his cock hit the back of my throat and my gag reflex came into play. I looked up at him doe-eyed as I pulled my mouth off him, strings of saliva between my lips and his cock.

"My God, you look so sexy right now," Thomas said, running his hand through my hair.

I licked up and down his shaft, our eyes locked together. He was oozing pre cum all over my mouth and he tasted amazing, so sweet and a little salty. I could tell he was close to coming as I kept bobbing up and down on his tool. He pulled me off him and pushed me back on the bed before going to the draw of his nightstand and pulling out a foil condom package. I bit my lip and stared up at him, Thomas tore the packet with his teeth and rolled it on to his impressive cock. I bit my lip in anticipation.
 

"I've wanted this forever," Thomas whispered in my ear and he pressed himself on top of me, his cock resting on my wet entrance.

"So have I," I confessed.

He kissed me passionately and slid his covered cock slowly up and down my slit, getting me more and more wet and ready for him. I nibbled at his lower lip, wishing he'd stop teasing me and just fuck me already. My wish was soon granted as he pulled away from kissing me and stared into my eyes, his strong arms propping him up. He pushed inside me and my pussy stretched to accommodate his large, thick, throbbing cock. I let out a moan of ecstasy.

"You feel so good," Thomas groaned.

I nodded in agreement as I enjoyed every moment of this sexy man pleasuring me. He knew how to use his tool with skill, rubbing his pelvic area against my clit with each thrust, stimulating it. We kept this slow, deep fucking up for a few minutes and I was completely on the edge the whole time, desperately trying to hold on to my orgasm so I didn't lose this perfect moment.

"I'm close baby," Thomas growled in my ear.

"Me to," I told him, letting out another moan.

"Good, I want you to come for me Kiara."

His words sent me into over drive and I felt the tightening of my muscles reach their limit as they finally relaxed in spasm, sending a shiver of pleasure through out my body as I came in exquisite satisfaction. Thomas didn't stop though, he kept pumping into me, grunting and groaning with each thrust until finally he stilled inside me.

"Fuck!" he exclaimed as he shot his warm load in to the condom.

He collapsed beside me, pulling me close to him and we lay there, exhausted from the intense sex we had just had. My eyes were heavy and I was at complete ease in Thomas's arms, soon I drifted off into a deep slumber.

Chapter Four

I slunk out of Thomas's bed, peering over him as he slept. He looked sweet and content in his slumber, the small splash of sunlight coming in highlighting his face. I'd noticed he'd grown a little bit of scruff overnight which reminded me that he was no longer the boy I knew, but a man in control. I decided to go take a shower and freshen myself up before Thomas woke up, just in case he wanted a round of morning sex. I made my way into the en suite bathroom, which had another door connecting to the hall way. I didn't bother to lock since we were the only one's home. I turned on the fancy shower, letting it heat up and curiously looked through the bathroom cabinet in hopes of finding a spare toothbrush and some feminine shower products. Thankfully I found both a toothbrush and some body wash that's labelling was in French but the girly pink package was a giveaway.

I stepped into the shower and lathered myself up with the body wash, enjoying the floral scent of it. I thought about last night with Thomas and I couldn't help but smile. It was hands down the best sex of my life, even better than my first time with Eric which I had always regarded as the most intense sexual experience I'd had. But Thomas and I had so much history and our chemistry in bed was explosive, he took charge in the bedroom, he knew how to please a woman in more ways than one, I was excited for all the future sex we would be having now that we were together again.