Caught On Tape_A Billionaire Bad Boy Romance

by Natalie Knight

  I groan as she moves her hips, riding me, my cock sliding in and out of her. She’s so damn tight after orgasming.

  Scott comes up behind her, positioning himself at her back. I pull her forward so she is at the right angle, her ass ready for Scott. He takes the time to lube her up so that it isn’t a bad experience.

  I know when he starts working himself into her ass. She cries out, shivering. I feel Scott slide into her ass, his dick up against mine again. This is familiar territory and Scott and I fall back into our rhythm. We move back and forth, countering each other and Carly cries out. She’s limp on my body, doing nothing. She doesn’t have to.

  We do all the work, fucking her from both sides, riding her. She shudders and I’m not sure if she’s coming again or if she’s still riding the echoes of her last orgasm. I don’t care. Her body pulsates on mine, muscles contracting and relaxing and it is amazing. I have to concentrate not to lost my load myself.

  Scott grunts and groans. He has to hold himself up to push his cock into her. He doesn’t seem to mind the extra effort, though. He bucks his hips harder and harder, pumping into her. I hold still, letting him go at it. Carly screams as he pounds into her, taking her most intimate entrance as hard and as fast as he can.

  After a while, Scott slows down again and Carly seems to catch her breath. He strokes slowly in and out of her and I counter his strokes again, doing the same thing, sliding in and out of her as she lies sandwiched between us. The sex is hot and sensual, all at the same time. Every time the three of us do this, it’s different. It’s like we get closer and more intimate, getting to know each other better. It changes the way we deal with each other, how we are together, how intense our orgasms and our moments together are.

  We both slow to a stop and for a moment we just lie there, the three of us piled together. Scott is the first to pull out. I help Carly off me and we lie together on the bed, gasping and heaving. Scott runs his hand up and down Carly’s arm. I stroke her thigh. We are all attached in some way, touching each other, keeping the intimacy going even though we aren’t fucking right this minute.

  Scott moves closer to Carly, shifting his body until he is pressed up against her. He moves his body, rubbing himself against her, pushing his cock against her hip. Her breathing changes, deepening, and he kisses her. I let them have their moment. I have to recover.

  Scott works himself up against her body until he’s inside of her again, fucking her while they lie on their sides, facing each other. Carly throws her leg over Scott’s, opening herself up. The motion is soft and sensual for a while.

  Scott picks up his pace, going faster and faster and Carly gasps and breathes harder. Scott rolls onto his back and Carly follows him, keeping him inside of her. It’s impressive to see him pull her on top of him without breaking contact.

  When she’s on top of him, Carly shifts her position a little to get comfortable before she starts riding him. I don’t get behind her, don’t work my way into her ass. I lay beside them, watching her fuck him. I watch her breasts as they jiggle, swinging back and forth when she leans forward. Scott’s hands grip her hips, fingers digging into her skin, helping her ride him harder. Her eyes are locked on his, lips parted. Her dark hair hangs over her shoulders.

  She’s fucking another man, but in that moment, I don’t think I’ve seen anything more beautiful than Carly. She’s the definition of elegance and grace, even while she’s getting down and dirty, and she’s completely in her element.

  And she cares. Carly cares about the both of us. I know it because she tried not to let the company go under, not to let us lose our jobs. This is one of the many reasons I have come to love her – because she wants the best for us, both of us, and I want the same for her. It’s the only reason I’m willing to give all this a chance. Carly is going to date the both of us because she’s willing to sacrifice things for us, so I can make sacrifices for her.

  And as far as sacrifices go, dating a woman with my best friend, fucking her together like we always dreamed about, is not the worst that can happen.

  Carly is getting closer to an orgasm again, but this time, Scott’s right there with her. His body curls up, stomach muscles bunching together. Carly moans and Scott’s face is riddled with concentration. A moment later, Carly loses herself and comes undone at the seams. I watch her as she collapses on Scott’s chest, shuddering, moaning. Scott grabs her hips and fucks her from beneath, shoving himself into her. He grunts, gritting his teeth and I know that he’s coming, too. Carly cries out as he pushes himself into her as deep as he can go.

  For a moment, time stands still. Neither of them seem to breathe and they are melded together on the bed.

  I lift my hand and reach for Carly, touching her shoulder. She lifts her head, looking at me, blinking, and pushes herself up on Scott’s chest. I’m grinning at her and she smiles back at me.

  She lifts herself off his dick and it flops out, shimmering and floppy now. Carly moans and she moves off the bed.

  “I’m going to feel that for a while.”

  Scott chuckles, proud of himself. I lay back on the pillows. I’m still rock hard and pulsing but I don’t want to push Carly to do anything. She comes over to me, though, and wraps her hand around my dick.

  “What are you doing?” I ask.

  “Taking care of you.”

  I shake my head. “You don’t have to.”

  She rolls her eyes. “Don’t be silly. I want to. And you want me to, I know you do.”

  I watch her as she lowers her torso and kisses the tip of my cock. It jerks involuntarily and she takes me into her mouth, sucking her hot lips all the way down to the base of my cock. I groan and put my hand on her head, feeling her bob her head up and down. Her mouth is as hot as her pussy is, her tongue swirling at the bottom of my shaft and my head presses against her soft pallet.

  She pushes her head down further, pushing me in deeper before she pulls back. She moves her head up and down, faster, faster, sucking me off. I gasp and moan and lose myself in the sensation. Slowly, my orgasm comes back again, building. My balls swell, I get harder still and my muscles start jerking and spasming of their own accord. Carly’s pulling the orgasm out of me and I’m very close to the edge.

  Suddenly, it tackles me. My cock twitches, my balls tighten and I squirt come into her mouth. Carly drinks me down, taking it all in her mouth as I twitch and pulsate. I groan, holding her head, emptying myself into her and she takes it all.

  When I’m finally done I gasp and drop my head back onto the pillow. God, even if it’s just her mouth the orgasm is one of the best. She knows just how to get me off.

  She looks up at me, her eyes twinkling. She smiles and I realize she swallowed. She explained to me once that getting up and spitting it out when we are in the swing of things is just a mood kill.

  Carly moves up my body, laying herself down next to me, I wrap an arm around her and hold her close. Scott moves as well and curls his body around her, spooning her. The three of us lie together, and it isn’t about who got to have Carly and who won this game. She belongs to both of us.

  I close my eyes. I’m not going to go home tonight. I’m staying right here, sleeping with her. Scott don’t look like he’s planning on moving, either, and that’s fine by me.

  Carly’s breathing changes as she falls asleep. I glance over her head at Scott, who makes eye contact with me. An understanding passes between us. I lay my head back down and take a deep breath, letting sleep drag me under. Scott moves, switching off the lamp and we lay in the dark together, the three of us.

  Carly

  I wake up wrapped in warmth, and it isn’t just the blanket that’s been pulled up. I’m sandwiched between the two men and there’s enough body heat to go around. Kevin and Scott are both still asleep, Kevin on his back next to me with his hand between my thighs, Scott curled behind me, curved around me like a question mark.

  I close my eyes again and relish in the warmth and security that comes with having two men ne
xt to me. I like this. I can get used to this. It’s what I wanted when I told the men I want to be with them both.

  Kevin shifts next to me and I glance at him. He opens his eyes and turns his face to me. He smiles.

  “Hey,” he whispers.

  “Hey,” I whisper back.

  Scott sighs and his hand runs up my thigh. I smile and roll onto my back, Scott moving to make some space for me.

  “Well, this is different,” he says, propping himself up on his elbow and looking at us.

  I nod. “A good different, though.”

  They both agree. I love that we can do this, that we woke up together and no one is jumping down anyone’s throat.

  “It’s Friday,” Kevin says.

  “We have to get ready for work, soon,” I add.

  Scott nods. “Yeah, but we can do this again tonight, and then lounge in bed for as long as we want to, tomorrow.”

  I smile. “I like that idea.”

  We lie together in silence for a while.

  “We have to talk about this,” Kevin says. “We have to lay down some kind of rule about what we do together in public.”

  “I agree,” I say.

  “The investors still can’t find out about it,” Scott says. “And if this is going to be our standard arrangement we need to be very careful.”

  I nod. “At least Emma won’t be here to mess it up, this time.”

  “You’re sure?” Scott asks.

  I nod again. I’m sure that Emma and I have sorted it all out. We will get to an understanding about our personal lives and what the boundaries are. It was a matter of jealousy but at least now she knows that she can’t try to teach me a lesson without hurting other people.

  “So, how are we going to do this?” Kevin asks. “With the three of us, dating. We’re exclusive, right?”

  I’m glad he asks. Talking about it all is important to me.

  “Yeah,” I say. “I’m not fucking anyone else but the two of you. I’m not available.”

  Scott and Kevin both nod. “We feel the same about you,” Scott says for the both of them.

  “What do we do about dates?” Kevin asks.

  I shrug. “We can do dates just like everyone else. Dinner, movies… except there will be three of us, not two. No one will think it’s weird, it will look like we’re all friends. Assuming we’ll all behave in public.”

  I glance at Scott.

  “Why are you looking at me?” Scott asks.

  “Because you’re more likely to do something in public,” Kevin says, grinning.

  “What?” Scott sounds surprised but I laugh.

  “It’s true. I don’t need to remind you about the club.”

  Scott shrugs. “Yeah, okay. As long as we get to come home and fuck I’m fine.”

  He flashes me a cocky smile and I laugh. He said ‘home’. I don’t know what we will do about living arrangements and all that. We’ll figure it out as we go along. For now, the three of us are together, the company is safe, our jobs are secure and that’s all that matters.

  “We need to get dressed,” I say.

  “I’ve got the shower, first,” Scott says.

  “If you two play nice you can share,” I say.

  They both pull a face. “The common denominator here is always you, Carly,” Kevin says, looking serious. “The only thing we share is you. I’m not showering with him.”

  I laugh. “Okay, but someone is getting a cold shower.”

  We laugh and get out of bed. Scott walks to the shower, whistling. Kevin turn to me.

  “You’re okay with all of this?” he asks.

  I nod, trying not to get distracted by his dick and the fact that it isn’t exactly soft.

  “I’m happy,” I say. “I want to be with you, I want to be with him.”

  Kevin nods and pulls me closer to him, pressing the line of his body against mine. He’s naked and so am I. He kisses me and I let him push his tongue into my mouth. He grows against my hip, his cock becoming hard. If we fuck now, Scott will be unhappy. We will still figure out who and when and where we are going to fuck.

  I break the kiss.

  “We’re not doing this right now,” I say.

  Kevin pout but he steps away from me, respecting my wishes. I smile at him.

  My phone rings before any other remarks can be made. He walks to the living room – butt ass naked – and I watch him go before I turn to my cellphone. It’s Emma.

  “Hey, little sis,” I say when I answer.

  “Sorry to bother so early,” she says. “I was hoping you’d be up.”

  “I’m up,” I say and smile. “Is everything okay?”

  “Yeah, it is,” she says and sighs. “But I want to apologize.”

  I sit down on the bed, cradling the phone against my cheek.

  “What for?”

  “Everything,” she says. “I was thinking about everything you said and I realized how serious it all is. I didn’t know. I’m sorry about that.”

  I shake my head even though she can’t see me. It is sweet of her to apologize.

  “It’s alright, Em. At least we sorted it out before more harm was done and I know where you are coming from. We talked it out and it’s behind us.”

  “Did you hear that I phoned them?” she asks.

  “Yeah, I heard. You saved our skins by doing it. Thank you for that.”

  “It’s the least I can do. I didn’t make myself known, I thought it might make things worse if they somehow figured out I’m your sister.”

  I nod. “That’s great, thank you.”

  She hesitates for a moment and I expect her to end the call. We weren’t as close as we used to be and we have less and less to talk about.

  “How are you doing?” she asks me.

  I smile. “I’m really good, Em.”

  “Did you spend time with the boys last night?”

  I like that she’s willing to talk about it, that she doesn’t think it is so weird that we can’t mention it at all.

  “Yeah, I did,” I say. I don’t need to go into details. If Em wants to know more about my relationship with them I will be happy to tell her, but only unless she asks.

  “What are you going to do about them?” she asks.

  “What do you mean?”

  “Well… you have to choose at some point, right? Do you know what you’re going to do?”

  I take a deep breath. I don’t know how she’s going to take the news.

  “I’ve already chosen,” I say.

  “Who?”

  “I chose them both, Em.”

  I wait for a reaction. I half-expect an explosion from her, something where she tells me I’m wrong. Instead, she hesitates and then chuckles.

  “Only you can pull something like that off,” she says.

  I laugh, too. “I don’t know about that. We still have a lot to work out. But I’m happy with the way things are right now.”

  “I’m glad,” she says.

  “Em?”

  “Yeah?”

  “Let’s not do this again. I hate it when we fight. We’ve been so distant lately, I hate it.”

  “Me too,” she says. “It is a big mess up. I screwed up so much.”

  “Let’s just get close again, okay?” I ask.

  “We will,” she says. “We already are.”

  I smile and we ended off the conversation. It’s good to have my sister back. Everything is okay, now. I have two great guys, I have a wonderful sister, a job that isn’t in danger at a company that will survive.

  I can’t ask for anything more.

  Life’s perfect.

  Epilogue

  Six months later

  Kevin

  Raven publishers is doing fantastic. Since the drama with Carly’s sister and the investors wanting to pull out, we’ve only been moving onward and upward. Of course, Carly, Scott and I work very hard to keep our relationship under wraps. Even though it’s all consensual and we have an understanding, a lot of people fro
wn upon our way of living.

  That doesn’t stop us from having the best time of our lives, but we keep it behind closed doors.

  It’s going great between the three of us, though. I wasn’t sure when we said we would try if it would work we will do it or not. Scott was very possessive at first and we got stuck a few times. But as with any relationship, we learned each other and grew together. Scott and I are better friends than ever, and even though there’s nothing more between us – I will never be able to take the next step with a man – we are both very involved with Carly and she loves us both equally.

  I never feel like she neglects one or favors the other. She loves us in different ways, that’s for sure. Scott’s wilder and he needs her to be stricter with him when it comes to balance between the two, where I find our connection is more stable. Still, it works.

  I bumped Carly up from PA to a manager. She’s so good at what she does. I don’t want to waste her talents on a job that doesn’t challenge her. She does very well with an editorial team that she oversees and our revenue has almost tripled in the last six months. That’s miraculous growth, even for a place that has investors pumping cash into the place.

  My phone rings and I answer.

  “Kevin,” Hull’s gritty voice comes over the speaker. “How are you doing?”

  “Good, good, thanks for asking,” I say. He called me Kevin since Emma’s phone call and he isn’t nearly as hard-ass with me anymore, especially considering how well things are going.

  “I want to congratulate you on the financial flow the last few weeks. I looked at the projection we made six months ago and you’ve achieved well and beyond that.”

  I grin. “I’m very happy to hear that.”

  “So am I, Kevin. We were nervous to invest in you at first, what with the allegations and the sex tape and all that. It was a good choice for us to stay on with you and you’ve proven the last few months that they were nothing more than rumors.”