Under Two Billionaire Brothers - jewel crotan (books to read in your 30s .TXT) 📗

She scoffed and rolled her eyes. “Really?” They had the audacity to look sheepish. “There is no one else for me but you, especially compared to those men that fuck anything with a twat.”

“Sweetheart,” she swatted Max’s hand away and pushed her way past them and went back into the living room. Of course it was the scene where Noah was confessing his love in the rain. Damn him and all his romance.

“Lola, we aren’t going to even try and make excuses for what we did, but you have to understand that we didn’t think we had a chance with you.”

“You’re just so damn beautiful, but you also intimidate the hell out of us.”

It was her turn to laugh at them. She turned and glared at them. “How do I intimidate you? You do realize you’re sex personified, not to mention billionaires…?” She raised her brow when neither spoke. “I’ll remind you I’m your maid and you can get anyone you want. If anyone should be intimidated, it should be me.”

“Are you blind, sweetheart?” Max moved until he was standing in front of her, his hands on her shoulders. He turned her around so she was looking at herself in the mirror. She grimaced at her horrid reflection and tried to look away but he held her head so she was forced to look at herself. “You’re beyond beautiful, Lola. Yeah, we may have been a little promiscuous, but if we thought we had any chance with you we would have only been after you.”

“We couldn’t even get hard without thinking about you.” She about choked when she heard Ian’s words. “It’s true, believe it or not. You had us so worked up, especially every time we saw you in those skimpy little cleaning clothes. Damn, girl,” Ian ran a hand over his mouth. “You’re smokin’ hot.”

“It isn’t just that, though,” Max glared at Ian’s reflection. “We want more with you. We don’t just want that one time, Lola. We want you to give us a chance.”

“We know it isn’t a conventional relationship, but if you’ll give us a chance we know we can make you happy.” Ian grinned at her, his boyish charm coming through. “All those other women were mistakes. Even if you turned us down right now, I would still tell you they were mistakes.”

“If we could take it back, take back all the times you had to pick up after us, heard what we were doing,” Max looked down, as if his words embarrassed him. “We would take it all back. It was tasteless and ignorant of us and we sure as hell weren’t thinking. We don’t blame you if you tell us to get the fuck out.”

All Lola could do was stand there, mouth slightly open as she tried to process what was going on. They wanted her? Like, really wanted her? Was she dreaming? They must have taken her silence as her dismissal because they both cleared their throats and stepped away from her.

“We’ll see ourselves out.”

“We’re really sorry, sweetheart. We can’t blame you for your decision.” She saw them walk away, heard the front door close, but still couldn’t make herself move. It was when she realized they were actually leaving that she found the strength to make her legs work. She ran to the front door and tore it open, but stopped when she saw them standing on the other side, smiles on their faces.

“Damn, baby. We thought we’d have to result to begging you on our hands and knees.”

“What?” The word squeaked out of her.

“Sweetheart, you didn’t think we would give up on you that easily, did you?”

Neither of them moved and she felt her mouth open and close a few times before she found the words to respond. “Okay, but I get to keep my job.” They looked at each other and she surmised they must have some kind of mind-reading ability between them, since they tended to do that a lot. A beat of silence passed between them and then they laughed.

“Okay, baby, but only if you promise to do it naked.”

Max punched his brother in the arm. “He doesn’t mean that.”

“Yes I do.” A devilish smile had Ian’s lips tilting up. “Don’t act like you don’t want to see her naked, bent over with a duster.”

Max took a minute to answer and then smiled. “I think I’d like to see her in a little nightie, maybe stretched up, trying to reach for something a little too high.”

She snorted and punched him in the arm, but all she came up against was solid muscle. “You two are incorrigible.” This had to be the weirdest, most fucked up two days she had ever had. If this was a dream she really didn’t want to wake up, especially if she got to peel those power suits off their bodies.

“Keep looking at us like that and we won’t make it back to the office.”

“Like you want me, looking like I rolled out from under a rock.”

“Baby, the way you look makes me think of chocolate and sex, preferably at the same time.”

“Mmm, how about chocolate smeared over your tits, or maybe on that sweet pussy of yours? Come here,” Max pulled her close and dipped his head to run his tongue along her lips. “Yeah, I can taste it now." He deepened the kiss. "Even without the chocolate you taste sweet as hell, sweetheart.” She was pulled in the other direction and Ian kissed her deep and hard. “You two are going to be the death of me.” Max moved behind her and all she could smell was clean, masculine McKnight brothers.

“Yeah, but what a way to die.” They said it in unison, and Lola couldn’t agree more.

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Publication Date: 01-10-2016

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Dedication:
At war with her mind and body, Lola finally succumbs to her arousal and gives in to the potent and addicting McKnight brothers. But once it's all said and done Lola finds herself running from her feelings and the two men she left in her bed. Max and Ian aren't having any of that, not when they make it perfectly clear that they want more from her than just a one night stand.