Taming The Billionaire

by Darcia Cobbler

  Putting down my wine, I went to open the door, only to find Stephanie and Lucas outside.

  “Guys!” I said, taken completely by surprise. They’d never visited my house before. “Is something wrong? What’s the matter?”

  “Nothing’s wrong,” Stephanie replied.

  “At least we hope nothing’s wrong,” Lucas added. “Can we come in?”

  “Of course!” I stuttered. “Of course!” I backed up to let them pass. “Sorry, it’s a bit of a disaster. I haven’t really had time to clean much these past few weeks.”

  Stephanie laughed. “Considering the hours we make you put into practicing, we can hardly blame you for a few dirty dishes!”

  “Do you guys, uh, want a glass of wine?” I offered. “I just opened a new bottle. I find a glass at night helps me sleep when I’m stressed.”

  Stephanie nodded. “I’d love one, thanks, Jessica.”

  Lucas smiled, “Is it Argentinian? You know, we make the --”

  “Best wines in the world,” Stephanie finished for him, rolling her eyes with a smile. “The best beef, the best wine, the best dancers…”

  “Not to mention the best lovers,” Lucas said with a teasing smile, running his hand through Stephanie’s hair. I swallowed and looked away, hunting for two more glasses as they smiled dreamily at each other.

  “Thanks,” said Stephanie as I passed her a glass. “Cheers!”

  She tipped her glass against mine and Lucas’s. Once we’d all had a sip, she set her glass on the table and looked at me intently. Oh no, I thought. She knows.

  “Honey,” she said, “we’re worried about you. This morning you danced so beautifully I almost wanted to cry. But this evening you looked like a robot. A very talented robot, obviously, but still a robot. Did something happen? Is it just nerves? Talk to us, Jessica. We want to help.”

  “I…” I froze, not knowing what to say. Should I lie? Should I admit the (horribly embarrassing) truth? “I…”

  “Whatever it is,” Lucas said kindly, “don’t be ashamed. We’ll understand. Dancers have all kinds of problems. I’m sure it’s nothing we haven’t seen before. Whatever it is, we can get through this together.”

  “You’re such an amazing dancer, Jessica,” Stephanie continued. “We all know it. And yes, this competition is important to Lucas and me, but even more than that I would hate for you to go out there and not show the world how incredibly you can dance. You deserve recognition for your abilities.”

  Stephanie’s concern made me feel even more awful. I couldn’t do this. “I’m so sorry, guys. I just can’t go through with the competition. I know it’s last minute notice, but I just can’t do. I... I have to quit.” Just saying the words broke my heart.

  Stephanie and Lucas were stunned. They stared at me in silence until finally, Lucas said, “What? You have got to be kidding, Jessica.”

  “I’m not,” I insisted. “I’m so, so, so sorry. But I just can’t do it.”

  Stephanie shook her head. “No, Jessica, don’t be ridiculous. You have to go through with the competition. After all the effort and time you’ve put in… please, Jessica. Please reconsider.”

  And then, suddenly, I felt tears well up in my eyes. Of course, I wanted to go through with the competition. It would be the most amazing thing that ever happened to me. And I felt so guilty for letting them down, but I didn’t want to come between them and I knew I wouldn’t be able to control myself if I had to dance with Lucas again.

  “I’m so sorry,” I said again, sniffing and wiping my eyes.

  “Oh, honey,” said Stephanie, coming over to put her arm around me. “Just tell us what’s actually going on. Don’t be afraid. You can tell us anything.”

  I looked up at her. Her beautiful face was creased with concern as she gently wiped tears from my cheeks with her thumb. “I… you’ll hate me,” I mumbled at last.

  Stephanie and Lucas laughed. “I don’t think we could ever hate someone who has worked so hard to help us,” Lucas replied, coming over to put his arm around me as well.

  I looked down at my feet. “I… I’m… I realized today that I… have feelings for Lucas.” The last few words all come out in a rush. I froze, my eyes wide. There it was, out in the open. Quickly, awkwardly, I began to explain. “I realized that I had feelings for Lucas but you two are so perfect for each other and I didn’t want to get in the way or make things difficult, so I thought it would be better if I just left.” I could feel the heat rising in my cheeks. “I felt like I was betraying our partnership.”

  “That was why your dancing got so weird tonight,” Stephanie said. “You were trying to bottle up all your emotions.”

  I nodded miserably. “Yes,” I said. “Because... that morning we got so carried away and I… it made me feel things that I don’t have the right to feel. I didn’t know what to do!”

  Lucas and Stephanie looked at each other above my head.

  “And that was why you wanted to quit the competition? Because you didn’t want to get in the way of our relationship?” Lucas asked.

  I nodded again.

  “Oh, Jessica,” Stephanie said. “You should have told us. There was nothing to worry about. You know, we think you’re a very sexy woman.”

  “I -- what?” I looked up, confused.

  “It’s true,” said Lucas. “We’ve always thought that the way you dance is thrilling to watch. The way your body moves is incredibly seductive. We both think so.”

  Stephanie brushed my hair back from my face. “What would you say if we all danced together?” she asked.

  “The three of us together?” I asked, my breath catching in my throat.

  “Yeah,” said Stephanie, smiling. “All three of us.”

  “Okay,” I whispered.

  Lucas put his hands on my hips, bringing me flush against his body. The bulge in his pants was harder this time and his growing erection throbbed against my ass. I swallowed.

  Stephanie smiled, watching us. “Don’t be afraid, Jessica,” she said. “We’re all in this together.” And she came up to stand in front of me, putting her hands on my hips, one leg sliding between mine and grazing my clit. Looking deep into my eyes, she ran her hands up my body, bringing my arms up over my head. Her fingers on my bare arms made my skin tingle. My breath caught in my throat.

  “Let’s dance,” whispered Lucas and he brushed his lips across my neck.

  The feeling of his mouth on my skin was electric and, all of a sudden, my body knew just what to do. I arched by back, presenting my neck to Lucas and pressing my breasts to Stephanie. My ass ground against Lucas’s hard cock of its own volition and I brought one leg up, hooking it around Stephanie and drawing her closer to our undulating hips. Stephanie grinned, running her tongue down my throat as her hands and mine knotted.

  Lucas spun us out, then grabbed me by my ass and slid me back up along his leg until my pussy was pressed tight to his hip. On his other side, Stephanie was pressed tight to him, one leg hooked around his hips, her foot resting against my waist as he held her like he did me: one hand cupping her ass, his fingers already spreading her cheeks. Stephanie leaned down and kissed me passionately, letting Lucas enjoy the show as she played with my tongue.

  Again, Lucas spun us away and this time Stephanie brought herself up onto the table, spreading her legs so that I could fit between them. She reached under my dress and pulled down my underwear, tugging it to the floor with one foot. I stepped out of it and she drew me up to her so that I was straddling her lap, my legs on the table behind her. Her eyes still on mine, she drew me into another deep kiss, her hands tangling in my hair. As we kissed I felt Lucas take my hips in his hands and press his face to me. He was on his knees below us, licking my clit, my pussy, my taint, and then the tight knot of nerves around my asshole. I groaned into Stephanie’s mouth at the feel of his rough, wet tongue teasing my most sensitive skin.

  When he began to finger me, his tongue flicking my clit hard and fast, I nearly came right then and the
re. Stephanie leaned forward, nipping and kissing my neck as she reached around, spreading my ass with her hands to make Lucas’s job easier, kneading my cheeks with her strong fingers. My back arched, my body quivering with pleasure, and I clung to Stephanie, my fingers tightening in her hair with every plunge of Lucas’s fingers.

  With one final deep thrust, Lucas pulled away and I gasped at the sudden loss. But only for a minute.

  Stephanie rolled us over so that I was on my back, looking up at the same ceiling I’d been staring at moments before they had arrived -- if only I’d known what had been going to happen! Stephanie shimmied out of her leggings while Lucas pulled her dress over her head. I sat up, reaching around her to undo her bra. Her tits were incredible and, curious, I brought one hard pink nipple to my mouth. I knew what I liked to have done to me, so I did the same to Stephanie, swirling my tongue around the nipple, flicking it from base to tip while my empty hand fondled her other breast. Stephanie moaned, pressing herself to me. I smiled, feeling proud.

  But before I could do much else she pushed me away, laying me back on the table. Bending over at the waist, she drew her tongue down my stomach, her hands cupping my breasts. When her tongue finally found my clit, I moaned with pleasure. As she licked between the swollen folds of my pussy, I watched as Lucas dropped his pants, taking out his enormous cock and masturbating to the sight of Stephanie eating me out. Lucas caught my eye and grinned as I watched him pump his throbbing length from balls to head with one hand, his eyes fixed on us. Just as Stephanie began to finger me, he spread Stephanie’s ass and drove himself into her all at once. She moaned into me, her fingers and tongue picking up speed as she rocked herself against Lucas.

  Using his hands to keep Stephanie’s ass cheeks spread wide so that he could go as deep as possible, Lucas watched me watch him fuck Stephanie. I panted, licking my lips, unable to look away from the sight of him thrust into his girlfriend, his balls slapping against her clit. Stephanie dug her fingers into my flesh, her tongue working furiously at my g-spot. Watching them fuck was too much for me and I licked my fingers and reached down, frantically rubbing my clit as Stephanie continued to lick and finger my pussy. I couldn’t help but imagine the sensation of being fucked by Lucas, my whole pussy full of his cock as he pumped me faster and faster, my ass bouncing against the slippery muscles of his stomach.

  Suddenly Stephanie moaned long and loud, her body convulsing around Lucas’s dick as she came. Her breasts bounced and swung and I reached forward, drawing her into a deep kiss, our bodies rocking together until her orgasm finished. Panting, she slid off Lucas and smiled at me.

  “Your turn,” she said. I looked up at Lucas, his erection glistening with Stephanie’s juices, and bit my lip. She climbed on top of me, keeping my legs open as Lucas drew the head of his dick across my quivering pussy. He rubbed my clit with my own juices, drawing his head up and down a few more times as I moaned in anticipation. Then, just when I thought he never would, he sheathed himself to the hilt, his cock filling me just as I’d imagined it would. I gasped, the tight, wet walls of my pussy expanding to accommodate his size. Stephanie straddled me so that Lucas’s cock rubbed her clit as it slid in and out of me. She arched her back, hooking one arm around Lucas’ neck so that I could watch her tits bounce in time to Lucas’s rhythmic thrusting. I moaned, my fingers grabbing her muscular thighs and digging into their silky flesh.

  “Fuck me hard,” I begged.

  Lucas grinned, grazing Stephanie’s neck with his mouth. Then he slid his hands under me. Holding me up by my ass, he began to pump furiously, driving the entire slick length of his cock into me again and again while I screamed his name, unable to believe the flood of sensation that was threatening to overtake me. Stephanie supported herself on top of me, her hips grinding into mine, putting pressure on my g-spot from above so that every stroke of Lucas’s penis sent even more intense waves of pleasure through me. Then, just before I came, she rolled off me, sitting back to watch Lucas bring me shuddering against him, my ass slapping his balls as our frantic pace picked up and his enormous cock hit places I hadn’t even known I’d had. I was screaming loud enough for the whole block to hear, I’m sure. I grabbed the edge of the table behind me as Lucas’s pumping crescendoed and, with a final deep thrust and a groan, he came in me, his slick body collapsing on top of mine. Gasping, I felt my pussy spasm and tighten around his quivering dick as my orgasm came hard on the heels of his. I moaned as it faded, slowly uncurling my fingers from their death-grip on the table.

  Stephanie leaned forward, kissing me gently on the mouth. “See?” she said. “You had nothing to be afraid of.”

  I giggled weakly. “I just hope I’m not too stiff to dance tomorrow.”

  Lucas raised himself up on his arms, accepting a kiss from Stephanie as well. “Don’t even think that,” he said. “You’ll be fantastic. Just like you were right now.”

  I blushed. “Do you guys want to shower?” I offered.

  They glanced at each other and smiled. “Will you come in with us?” Stephanie asked, grinning impishly.

  My blush deepened as if showering together was somehow even more intimate than what we’d just done.

  “I’d love to,” I said.

  Chapter 7

  The next day dawned sunny and warm and I woke up nestled between Stephanie and Lucas and feeling more relaxed than I’d ever thought possible. Until I remembered it was the morning of the competition. Then I sat bolt upright in bed, looking wildly around the room for anything and everything I might need.

  Her hair mussed from sleep, Stephanie propped herself up on one arm laid a calming hand on my thigh. “Easy, tiger,” she said. “Just calm down. It’s all going to be okay.”

  “It’s competition day!” I answered frantically.

  She nodded. “I know. Now calm down.”

  I took a few deep breaths and stopped shaking.

  “Good,” she said. “Now let’s get you ready. Lucas, wake up.”

  Her boyfriend groaned in response and she reached across me to smack him gently on the ass. “Up, Lucas!”

  “Okay, okay, I’m up,” he said, one hand reaching underneath him to fondle his morning erection.

  “I mean up out of bed,” Stephanie replied, rolling her eyes with a smile.

  “Much less fun,” he pouted as he rolled off the bed. Looking down at us, he smiled and pressed a kiss to each of our foreheads. “I have a good feeling about today,” he said and headed for the bathroom.

  I’m glad somebody does, I thought, fighting down butterflies.

  Chapter 8

  The competition was being held in the ballroom of the fanciest hotel in town. When we arrived, I couldn’t stop my hands from trembling at the sight of the bright lights, the judges, and all the other beautiful couples in their amazing outfits. Stephanie, always perceptive, put her arm around me and pulled me tight.

  “Jessica,” she whispered in my ear, “stop worrying. You are going to leave all those other dancers in the dust. Ignore the judges, ignore the audience, ignore everyone but Lucas. Remember last night?”

  I nodded. How could I ever forget?

  “Do you remember how beautiful you were? How sexy you felt when Lucas watched you?”

  I swallowed.

  “Just focus on that. It’s just you and Lucas out there. Focus on that desire, that passion. I want to come just watching you two dance, okay?”

  I looked up at her, amazed at her bluntness, and she smiled at me, tucking a loose strand of hair behind my ear. “And I know you know what I like,” she whispered. Her warm breath against my ear sent shivers racing down my spine.

  “Yeah,” I replied. “I can do that.”

  “Good,” said Stephanie. “Now go win this thing. You deserve it!”

  “All ready?” Lucas came up next to us, looking to die for in his fitted white button-down shirt and tight black pants. I nodded. He leaned down and gave Stephanie a long, intimate kiss. I watched them without jealousy. I knew that’s wh
at he and I would be doing in a moment.

  “For luck,” Lucas said, winking. He held out his hand and led me onto the floor.

  We were the last to dance alone and, as we waited for the music to start, I took a deep breath, closing my eyes. I focused on Lucas, on his fingers gently teasing my sensitive mound, on his mouth brushing my bare shoulder, and I knew I could do this.

  And I did. Our routine went by in a swirl of undulating hips and smoldering near-kisses. As the song climaxed, the lights began to grow dark, and Lucas lowered himself onto me at last, I reached up, hooking my leg around his and drew him to me, kissing him with all the passion I had denied myself for so long.