Page 56 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 7

“I’m so sorry about earlier. I was out of line…”

“It’s fine,” he said. “It’s already forgotten.”

“It’s not fine. I was just surprised to see you with two girls at the same time.”

“Too scandalous?”

“I mean, a little. Matt kind of explained it to me.”

“How threesomes work?”

I felt my face blush. “I know how threesomes work.” The logistics were a little blurry in my head, but I got the general idea.

“Do you really? Because I think if you’d experienced a good one, you wouldn’t be staring at me in horror, but with lust in your eyes.”

“Tanner, I’m trying to apologize.”

“I’m not stopping you,” he said with a smile.

“You kind of are. Stop distracting me.”

“If you and Matt want to borrow Tatiana for the night…”

“Tanner, I just want to know why you do this when it’s obvious you’d rather be in a relationship. I know you. I know you love love.”

He shook his head. “I can’t have what you have.”

“Why?”

“Because I can’t.”

“Why?” I said again. “I mean, look at Matt. You probably thought he’d be a bachelor forever but he’s in love.”

“Because you came back, Brooklyn.” His Adam’s apple rose and then fell. “You came back.”

God, my heart ached for him. “And your girlfriend didn’t.”

He smiled, but it looked so sad. “Are you trying to rub it in?”

“No. Definitely not. I’m so sorry, Tanner.” I pressed the side of my face against his chest. “Sleep with a hundred women. Sleep with a thousand. I don’t care. It doesn’t change my opinion of you at all.”

He sighed and rested his chin on the top of my head.

“But you told me that some people are lucky. That they get two great loves. Maybe you’re lucky like me.”

“Maybe,” he said. “Ask me again in a thousand years.”

“A thousand?” I laughed and pulled back. “I thought you said a hundred earlier.”

“These things take time.”

I shook my head. “You’re ridiculous.”

“And you’re ridiculous for never having a threesome. Imagine another woman swirling her tongue around your nipple as you stare at Matt, wishing it was his mouth on you. Or her finger slipping inside your wetness, fucking your pussy, while you desperately beg for Matt’s cock.”

My heart started racing.

“You grinding against her hand as she bites down on your hard nipple. Your back arching as you push her head lower. All you need is a release. And her soft lips on your skin are turning you on more than you realized they could. Your fingers tangling in her hair as she pushes your thighs wider. You watch Matt start to stroke his length as she thrusts her tongue into your dripping pussy.”