by Stone, M. T.
As the jet begins leveling off, he slides from the seat and positions himself between my legs. We lock eyes as his hot tongue glides the length of my slit, before circling my clit. A warm sensation flows up through my core as he begins to tease me using the most tantalizing strokes. I love how intently he focuses on my most sensitive areas and picks up on the subtle clues that I give him as a result. I push my fingers into his thick dark hair, coaxing him to stay put for a good long while. This plush leather recliner is much more accommodating than the jump seat I straddled during our flight back from Colombia. “My god, you’re good at that.” I moan, knowing that positive feedback will keep him on task for at least a few more minutes.
As he begins kissing his way up the center of my body, I can’t help thinking that everything I’ve been working for the past thirteen years is suddenly coming to fruition. The day I stopped crying, was the same day that I swore to avenge my mother’s death. Somehow, I was going to take over everything that my father had gained as a result of using my mother. Maybe it’s true that she used him as well in order to get out of Colombia, but she still deserved a better life. I know she would be proud of the fact that I’m a Harvard educated attorney and that I now preside over The Syndicate. She probably wouldn’t understand why I would want to do it, but she would be proud nonetheless.
“Did I lose you?” Devon asks coming up face to face with me.
“I’m sorry, a ton of thoughts just started flooding my mind,” I explain, feeling instant regret for letting it happen.
“Honestly, I’m amazed by how you’ve handled everything.” He reclines his seat and slides in next to me. “I don’t think I could’ve done any better.”
“Eduardo keeps popping into my head as well,” I admit, still silently analyzing how things have played out. “I still think there’s more to him and this Irish thing than Dad claims.”
“I’m sure you’ll figure out how to deal with him.” He gives me a kiss on the cheek and slips his fingers between my legs. “I don’t think now is the right time to worry about it.”
“I know. I’ve already figured out how to set a trap for him.” I reach over and start unbuttoning his dress shirt. “I can’t believe you still have your clothes on.”
“Okay, you can tell me about your plan while I get rid of them,” he says, standing up and proceeding to unbutton his shirt.
“Dad doesn’t want Ed to know that all he has to do is bump off Grandpa to gain power, so maybe we’ll plant that seed with Mickey Byrnes,” I tell him while admiring his rippling pecs and reaching out for his washboard abs.
“The one who’s daughter he was messing with?” he asks, hooking his waistband with his thumbs and pausing for my answer.
“Yeah, that way if Ed’s still involved with them, the message will get back to him,” I reply with the sexual tension beginning to overtake other thoughts. “If he’s actually working against us, then he deserves to tangle with all of Grandpa’s resources.” I reach out and tug at his pant leg, letting him know my growing impatience.
“You’re a devious one, Victoria Lynn,” he murmurs with a dark look in his eyes. “Just another reason why I’m completely obsessed with you.” He pushes down on his waistband, unleashing his rigid dick and allowing his pants to fall to the floor.
“Completely obsessed, huh?” I cock an eyebrow. “I like the sound of that.” If I’m willing to admit my feelings, I must say that I’m completely obsessed with him as well. I’ve never met anyone who can electrify me with merely a touch and make me hot with a simple glance.
“Just so you know. I’m not going to be content being your sidekick,” he whispers as the tip of his pulsating cock slips between my yearning lips. I knew it was only a matter of time before he became anxious to reestablish his role as the alpha. It’s one of the reasons why I chose him. Even though I’m quite good at it, I find this whole dominant thing quite exhausting.
The remainder of our flight should be another memorable experience and the coming days, weeks and months should be just as exhilarating. There will be billions in profits, but there will also be an endless number of challenges that need to be assuaged with incredible orgasms. It’s the fairytale life of a mafia princess, who has now become the queen. As for Devon, I’ll be more than happy to crown him king.
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Dedication
This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales or persons, living or dead is purely coincidental.
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This book is dedicated to my father who suffered a brain stem stroke on May 21st and has been working hard every day since to regain the use of his left side. And also to my mother who has been there for him every step of the way during his recovery. I love you very much and am very proud of how both of you have handled this adversity.
It is also dedicated to all my loyal fans for waiting patiently for a new series. Thank you! I hope you enjoy this incredible journey with Trey and Mandy.
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Twin Billionaires: Book 1
Prologue
Mandy
Sitting at the bar in the Westchester County Airport, I take a sip of my margarita and look over the last minute instructions from my boss. Victor Addison has been on his radar for years, but he has never been able to make anything stick. Now I have a chance to deliver a crucial piece of evidence against his oldest son, squashing Victor’s often expressed hopes of him being his successor.
I have been working toward this day for as long as I can remember and now it all begins in only a matter of minutes. I pull a copy of Fortune magazine from my bag that has long been a source of motivation. A smug looking Victor Addison, the man who single-handedly ruined my childhood, glares back at me.
“Thank you for inspiring me,” I whisper to him, before slipping it back inside.
My stomach grumbles loudly. Maybe a margarita wasn’t the right choice to settle my nerves. In an attempt to calm myself, I allow my thoughts to drift to a much simpler time, when I was five years old. Our families were all together at my grandparent’s fortieth anniversary party. It was the night I learned to dance and the first time my heart fluttered at the touch of a boy.
He had dark hair, brown eyes and was painfully shy. My older sister was already on the dance floor with his twin brother, when his mother sent him off in my direction. He was so cute when he came over and took my hand; all dressed up in his little black tux. He spent most of the night showing me how to move my feet and shake my b
ooty. A reminiscent smile crosses my face as I think back to how I instantly had a huge crush on him. Unfortunately, I never got a chance to see him again after that night.
“Drinking without me?” Liv’s voice startles me back to the present moment. I take a deep breath and exhale, realizing that the time has come.
“A margarita on the rocks for my friend,” I shout to the bartender as Liv slides onto the stool next to me. It’s show time.
Chapter 1
Trey
The moment she boards the jet, I nearly forget that I’m in the middle of a very sensitive business transaction. I assume this must be the friend who Liv mentioned would be joining us. Her flowing, dark hair, offset by stunning sky blue eyes, instantly pushes aside all of my worldly concerns. Jake and I are both struck speechless as she flashes a gorgeous smile and comes over to introduce herself.
“Hi. Thanks for letting me tag along. I’m Mandy Gray.” She offers her hand, continuing to smile. “You must be Trey.”
“I am.” My thoughts quickly turn from her stunning beauty, to the fact that I don’t want to reveal Jake’s identity to a complete stranger.
“And you are?” She gives Jake a puzzled look.
“One of my fraternity brothers from college,” I interject, hoping that he will pick up on why I am interrupting his response.
She glances down at the briefcase in his hand. “I feel like I just walked in on a drug deal or something. I’m not going to get rolled when I turn my back, am I?” She giggles nervously, the scent of alcohol suddenly overpowering her perfume.
“You’re fine,” I assure her. “Where is Liv? I told her I would call you guys when we were ready to board.”
“She wanted to order another round of margaritas,” she mutters, shaking her head. “I had to get out of there before she forced me into having another since I’m already one over my limit.”
“Great. She’s going to be in her usual form for an overnight flight.”
“I didn’t catch your name?” Mandy persists, touching Jake on the shoulder.
“Jake… Jake Winters,” he instantly offers, denying me even a split second to stop him. I shake my head, but the goofy grin he is wearing makes it obvious that he had been waiting for a second chance to introduce himself. Not that I can blame him.
“Why don’t you grab one of the seats up front? I’ll be with you in a moment,” I suggest, wanting to quickly wrap up our transaction as privately as possible.
“Sure! It was nice meeting you guys,” she adds with a seductive smirk, before casually sauntering her way to the front of the plane. Watching her, I have mixed feelings about bringing her and Liv along on this trip.
“Wow, it looks like you are going to have a fun time in Switzerland,” Jake says jealously while clicking one of the tabs on the briefcase.
“Don’t open that here, buddy.” I quickly re-close the tab just as Mandy glances back over her shoulder.
“What are you so paranoid about?” He laughs, obviously not realizing the gravity of what we are doing.
“No one can find out about this,” I whisper, giving him a stern look. “The D.A. is a real asshole, so I definitely want to stay off his radar. You never want to tangle with someone who has an unlimited legal budget and is trying to build a name for himself. He has nothing to lose.”
“Sorry. I’ve never done anything like this before.” His demeanor suddenly changes. “Hopefully you have everything you need.”
“I’m sure it will be fine, just keep cool. You are holding a hundred grand in your left hand. If everything stays quiet and turns out like you say… the rest will be wired to the account we set up,” I reassure him with a slap on the arm.
Jake flashes his goofy grin once again and sticks out his other hand. “Give me a hug man,” I counter, holding out my arms. “God, it’s good to see ya.”
I walk him out to the limo that is waiting for him. “That must be Liv.” He chuckles, looking back as we approach the car.
“That’s her.” I shake my head as she attempts to make her way up the stairs, drunk in high heels. “You wouldn’t want to take her off my hands for the next ten days would you?” I suggest jokingly.
“Sure! She’s smokin’ hot too.” Jake twists his neck to get a better view.
“Yes, she is, but that’s where the positives end.” The Captain turns on the fuel pumps indicating that we are nearing our time of departure. I place my hand on his shoulder and look him directly in the eyes. “Take care buddy. Deposit that money into your accounts very slowly over the next few months and everything will be fine.”
“I will… thanks again man. I really needed this,” he replies nervously.
“Just relax and don’t say anything to anyone,” I reinforce as I turn and head back to the jet.
As the Captain begins to throttle-up the engines, I pour myself three fingers of Bourbon on the rocks. Normally I prefer it neat, but the scorching heat radiating off the tarmac has left me craving something cold. I can’t remember the last time it was so hot this early in June. It feels like we are in Miami, instead of the northeast. Turning toward the back of the jet, I get a close-up of Liv who is totally shit-faced.
“It’s going to be a long flight, Liv. I told you not to do this.” She gazes up at me and mumbles incoherently.
“You know she doesn’t like to do what she’s told.” Mandy smiles again.
It’s true. If you suggest anything to Liv, she will immediately do the opposite. “If she gets sick, you better make sure she makes it to the bathroom or uses a sick bag. I’ll be totally pissed if I have to sit here and smell puke for the next eight hours.” I narrow my eyes.
“Yes, Sir. I’ll take care of her.” She nods and gives me a salute.
I shoot her a quick smirk before heading to the back of the cabin. Since I haven’t met her before, I don’t want to make her too uncomfortable. Besides, that incredibly tight fitting dress she is wearing is enough to make any man smile. She looks like a girl who loves sunshine and spends plenty of time in the gym. Liv, on the other hand, looks like a disheveled mess. She tends to get that way whenever I take her on business trips. In fact, there have been several occasions when she has embarrassed the shit out of me. Luckily, we are just friends with benefits, so I have the option to leave her behind whenever I don’t want to take any chances.
This was supposed to be a solo trip, but somehow I let her talk me into letting her come along. She has never been to Switzerland and her annoying persistence eventually wore me down. My only relief came when she asked if she could bring a friend to keep her company. At least this way my phone won’t be blowing up during my business meetings. Once business is complete, we can just kick back at the hotel, which is right on the bank of Lake Geneva. It’s one of the most beautiful places on earth and it will be the perfect place to relax and decompress.
I retreat to my usual spot in the back of the plane, just as the captain begins taxiing toward the runway. There is only one chair way back here, so it allows me to get some work done with minimal distraction. I take a gulp of bourbon and begin looking through the report that Jake has prepared for me. My eyes are burning from a lack of sleep, so I quickly skim through the document trying to catch the high points. This is even better than I had hoped! My new business partner is going to be stoked.
Polishing off my drink, I close my eyes and quickly drift off thinking about all the money we are going to make as a result of my college buddy working for one of our competitors. My finances will finally be on the upswing. No more mistakes.
It seems like only minutes later that the heavenly scent of Mandy’s perfume begins to tease my nostrils. My first thought is that I must be dreaming, but then a subtle rustling of paper startles me. “What are you doing?” I snap, jolting back to reality, catching her red handed with my research report.
“I’m sorry to bother you, but Liv is out cold and I was getting restless.” She gives me a devilish grin, not showing the slightest hint of remorse. “This was ju
st laying on the floor next to your briefcase. You must have dropped it when you fell asleep,” she explains, handing the report back to me.
“You had no right to look at it!” I push the footrest down and sit up in my chair.
“I didn’t. I just picked it up for you,” she coos while gracefully descending between my legs, coming to rest on her knees. “It must be something awfully boring anyway, since you fell asleep almost immediately.” There is a twinkle in her beautiful blue eyes as she grabs hold of my zipper and slowly slides it toward her. “Liv told me that the two of you are just friends, so I was thinking maybe you could use another friend.” She gives me that devilish grin again.
Without saying a word, I give in to the hormones that have been raging within me since the moment I laid eyes on her. I widen my legs just a bit, to give her a little more room. She actually makes me flinch as she pries my cock through the fly and bends it toward her. How many drinks did she say she had?
She immediately envelops my head with her lush, pink lips and begins to tease me with a very talented tongue. She’s right; I do need another friend. I push my fingers through her silky hair as she begins to move up and down the length of my shaft. My god, that feels good.
My phone begins to buzz, just as I am getting into it. Glancing at the screen, I see that it’s my father, of all people. I toss it into my overnight bag, thinking that it’s probably not the most opportune time to have a conversation with him. Mandy, on the other hand, doesn’t skip a beat. She is in her own little world, working over my cock like a true professional. Maybe she is a professional.