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Seduced By The Boss Brothers

Seduced By The Boss Brothers

After only one drink, she gave in to my intense blue eyes and thick black hair. It worked out well that we met at the hotel bar, where my twin brother Frank and I were having a good time.My brother and I inherited my father's company, while our priority is find an asssistant for both of us, to enjoy the pleasure of sex.
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Chapter 10

I eased her tight entrance open and prepped her before I slipped my cock inside of her. Mark and I both paused, pinning her between us for a moment to let her adjust. I slipped my free hand around to cup her breast, stroking her nipple as she let out a soft groan. I heard her begin to beg in a wavering voice as Mark moved first and then me, taking her with a rhythm that made my cock so hard as she enveloped both of us with her body. It was perfect as we moved in sync, filling her as she rocked with us. I knew that none of us would last long, pinching her tight nipple as she whimpered and arched her back as much as she could against me. Within a few more thrusts, I was filling her ass as she jerked and clutched Mark's chest. I knew that she was coming as well and he was the last one as he stilled before thrusting inside of her roughly once or twice more. We both pulled put slowly, as I fell back against the couch and she dropped over his body. I took several deep breaths as I closed my eyes, thankful for the empty office. We tried to reserve the more hardcore sex for those times but sometimes it was too easy to give in to her hot little body. I could tell that the office was buzzing every time that one of us walked through the halls. I hoped that they hadn't put the pieces together but Bella White spent a lot of time in the office and we had reputations. There was still chatter in the papers about our womanizing, but it seemed to lessen now that we had such a sweet deal at work. There was still the occasional weekend at the bar and the easy women but we spent a lot of time at home with the family as well. Mom was bouncing back slowly, spending time with friends and even planning an cruise with them. It was during Annabella's break and she asked if our sister wanted to join her. They both packed for their early September trip. Annabella went to a private school and her time off varied from the public schools in the area. It didn't hurt that she was a student and could make up the week that she was taking on her own accord without any issues. We took them to the airport, kissing them goodbye before we walked back to the car. We planned on picking Bella White up and heading over to the house for a night and part of tomorrow. It was a bold move going out with her in public but well worth the risk as she walked out of the building with some luggage and sunglasses over her beautiful eyes. Bella White slipped into the back seat with the windows and shook her hair out as she leaned forward for a kiss from each of us. I grinned and pulled out into traffic to head to the gorgeous mansion, looking forward to the time away from the city. We knew people there but the weekend was going to be a quiet one and we'd stay inside, going out to get food and keeping everything low key. Bella White gasped as we pulled into the four-car garage, leaning forward as she touched Mark's arm. "This is beautiful." The spacious brick home was one of the most beautiful homes on this stretch of beach, and it was at the end. We had a lot of privacy here. I got out, followed by the other two and we managed to get the luggage into one of the large bedrooms before we gave her a tour. The house had ten bedrooms and five bathrooms, even though we only planned to use one of each this weekend. The kitchen was ready for cooking and stocked by staff every time we were coming down. Dad had a grill in the back by the pool as well as anything we could need in the chef's kitchen, so there was no reason to leave the house at all. I understood that being seen with Bella White could be risky, once it was leaked that she was our assistant. Mark had caught wind of some of the speculation around the building, causing us to tone it down for some while we were working. Here, we didn't have to do that. Bella White dropped her dress right in front of us to slip on a tiny bikini as I watched her intently. That ass called to me now and she tossed us a look over her shoulder before telling us to get ready for the pool. Mark chuckled as he dressed in his board shorts first before heading outside. The backyard was private enough, but he checked around before Bella White came out in large sunglasses. Mark got started on some drinks in the blender as she slipped into the water, and I watched her nipples react to the cool water. I twitched and stepped into the pool myself, swimming over to her as she sat on the wide step and smiled at me. "What are you doing?" She teased me as I nudged the top aside to take a nipple into my mouth. I slipped a hand between her legs, stroking the material of the suit before slipping my fingers underneath. The water was cool but she was slick with need as I pumped two fingers inside of her. Bella White dropped her head back as Mark brought us each a drink, taking in the action with an amused expression. "You couldn't wait, could you?" He made a reprimanding noise as Bella White groaned and looked into his face. He sat beside her, his legs in the water as he played with her free nipple leisurely for a moment. Bella White was ready to blow and he leaned down to kiss her as she started to jerk against my hand as I thumbed her needy clit. She groaned against his tongue as her release rocked through her body and over my hand for a fleeting second before it disappeared into the water of the pool. Mark continued to kiss her slowly as she recovered, offering her a drink as she pulled away. We all swam around for a bit to cool off after the drive before resting on chaise lounges that were scattered along the edge. Bella White chose something in the shade to protect her pale skin while we took the full brunt of the sun. I missed Dad and the family as I let the peace take me over, but I needed this. I hoped that Mom and Annabella were doing the same on their trip. After a couple of hours of dozing, Mark stretched as Bella White watched him closely. "I am going to see about making something to eat." His voice was husky and I watched as they shared a glance before he strolled into the living room before smiling at me. "Do you like it here?" I asked her as she nodded lazily. "I can see you boys growing up here, playing on the beach," she mused as I laughed. "Every fucking second was spent out there. Mom always brought a nanny along just to get anything done." I smiled sadly at the memory and sipped the melting Pina colada. "We'll go later on, after we eat. It's a very private stretch of the beach and especially pretty at night, with the stars in the sky." "Great idea," she agreed with a soft laugh. "The sun is not your friend when you have this skin." Mark returned with something on a plate, lighting the charcoal before he placed the meat over the flame. He started the other grill and cooked what was I assumed his veggies along with some Jerk chicken, judging from the scent of the food that was in the air. Bella White seemed to doze for a while as he was cooking, curled up in her oversized chair as I smiled at her. We ate at the smaller bistro table, sipping more drinks as she moaned over the food. There was something about eating in this setting with the ocean waves just feet away as the salty wind blew over our skin. After the meal, we snacked on fresh fruit before Bella White insisted on cleaning up. When the place was clean and the sun was going down, we made our way to the sand as I took in the ocean. Bella White walked barefoot over to the water, bathed in the orange flow of the setting sun as I stared at her. Mark walked to the edge of the water and they joined hands as their lips curled into smiles. I couldn't help but snap a picture with my phone, knowing that it was vague with the bright sunset, though still gorgeous. We frolicked in the waves as the sky darkened further and Bella White smiled brightly as she ran away from us. We were all still in our suits and Mark tackled her, gently bringing her down in the water as she laughed. The tide was rising and we'd been moving with it, so the waves just brushed against her. I was a few feet behind, taking a break and when I reached them I could hear her moaning about the sound of the ocean. Bella White was on her back with her legs spread as his hand teased her under the material of her bottoms. I could see that he was fucking her with his fingers and stopped to watch as I imagined the bed in the house. I was just waiting for her naked body and I adjusFred myself as I watched my brother plunged harder inside of her as he spoke in a low voice. "Mark, yes. Yes!" Her voice rose as she cried out and jerked against him, and I could tell that she was coming. I glanced up and down the beach, seeing nobody anywhere on it and focused on her nipples straining against the cloth of her top, wet with the water.

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