A Double Dose of Billionaire (Part One) by Rachel Ellis Page A

dirty
from the way we appeared. Ryan confirmed that by saying, "You both
had sex. I can smell it."
    "Congratulations, master detective," I
replied, clapping my hands in mock humor. "You two can have your
brotherly talk; I need to get back to work."
    I tried to strut past him, but before I
reached the doorknob, a large hand clasped over the joint of my
elbow, stopping me in my tracks.
    Ryan turned me around to face him. "Actually,
I came for you. You can't expect to just fuck my brother and then
leave me hanging after that."
    He stared and studied me. His eyes wandered
down and back up, undressing me as they went by, sending a tight
coil to my belly.
    "I'm not obliged to have s—"
    Without letting me finish my sentence, Ryan
smothered his lips over mine. His kiss was possessive, in control,
and completely capable of turning me into mush.
    He let go of my lips and trailed his tongue
down to my breast. "You look so damn sexy right now."
    Riley had the courtesy of locking the door
this time. The minute he did, Ryan stepped back, leaving me
confused and half-wanting.
    "Take off your clothes," Ryan commanded, a
bemused grin spreading across his cheeks.
    I stood there, shocked like a deer in
headlights. "What?"
    "You heard me. I want you to take off your
clothes."
    "Or what?"
    "Or I'll spank you. Hard. "
    That was barely any motivation for me to start
acting like a stripper; in fact, it acted as motivation for me to
do the opposite. After what Riley did before, I found out that
spankings actually felt pretty good, and the naughty side of me
enjoyed it.
    Ryan gave a side glance to Riley, and his
brother was upon my body within a second. He unzipped my skirt and
took it off together with my panties, letting them crumple into a
puddle of cloth at my feet. He then reached over and opened the
front of my shirt again before unclasping my bra for the second
time that day. At first, I thought he was going to be the one
giving me the spanking, but Ryan came around and positioned his
clothed erection between the crevice of my butt cheeks.
    "Bend over," he said.
    I scowled. "No." I knew I was going to
eventually, but I resisted because it was fun.
    "Bend over and rest your hands on the
couch."
    "No."
    "I'm going to hit you twice as hard, and twice
as much." He pushed against my back, forcing me down. I ended up
placing my hands on the couch, just as he instructed me to
before.
    His palm came suddenly. I winced and bit on my
lip to stop myself from crying out. It hurt! That seriously hurt!
It was nothing like those light smacks that Riley gave me before.
Riley sounded less playful when we had sex, but he was actually
being gentle. Ryan was giving it his all to cause me physical
torture.
    Tears brimmed at my eyes, not because the
situation made me scared or sad, but because the force of Ryan's
hand stung my flesh, and left a painful throbbing
behind.
    "Say you're sorry," Ryan ordered.
    "Like hell I will. You're the assho— Ouch!"
Another slap landed on the exact same spot.
    "You're not allowed to talk back."
    "I'm going to make you a sorry piece of shit
after this." I tried to get up but he locked my arms behind my
back, forcing my head down onto the couch in a very uncomfortable
position. "Ryan, stop it. I don't like it at all!" My words might
have said one thing, but my body was reacting differently to the
pain. My center began to burn with aching desire, and it didn't
help that Ryan was grinding against me, staining my juices on his
trousers.
    Apparently, I sounded convincing enough. Ryan
sighed. "Fine, we'll try this again next time."
    But even if he stopped spanking me, he didn't
stop his torment. He took off his shirt and pulled his erection out
from his pants. I turned around and lied down on the couch, melding
my body into the smooth velvet. He rubbed his member against my
slit, stroking it but never entering.
    "You fucking suck, you know that?" I
said.
    Ryan smiled. "I'm not going to let you get
away with it so easily."
    "Put it in