Billionaire Twins 5: Falling Hard by Erica Storm

Author:Erica Storm [Storm, Erica]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: African American erotica fiction, African American contemporary romance, BWWM African American erotic romance
Published: 2015-06-22T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 5: Monica

We flew to the Hamptons. It didn’t take as long as I thought; a matter of minutes. I stepped off the helicopter on to the lush grounds of their estate. The thought of their vast wealth had me confused, scared, and giddy. What did I know about them?

They could take me, tie me up, fuck me every which way but Sunday, and put clamps on my nipples while Ross ate me as Brian drops his seeds in the crevices of my breasts and ass. Lock me in their dungeon, and I never would be seen again. Was that wishful thinking I had to ask myself? The possibilities aroused me. I knew then I had stepped over the deep end and into the world of their sexual erotic lives.

Their home sat near the Atlantic Ocean on a high hill at the far eastern shore with miles of pristine beach at their door.

“There’s a beach out there,” I say excited.

“Yes, and you can demonstrate how you can swim.” I’m thinking about my hair. I don’t have the right products to manage it. Very soon they will know my secret—my hair isn’t as soft and manageable as they think. But then they’re rich, it’s nothing to get someone to take me shopping. No worries there for now.

I hold down my Afro it’s blowing with the sea breeze. “To your right are the Jet Skis. We have a number of them you can take your pick,” Ross says with a smile, not believing that I’ve been on one before. They help me down the stairs and both men take a hand and walk me around to the entrance of the mansion. The ocean air washes over me, and I can breathe sweet fresh air again. Ross and Brian smile at me as my soft afro flows to and fro in the wind and I’m holding it down as if it’s a skirt that has been blown up.

Lights are all over, it’s eleven o’clock at night but with the lights illuminating the grounds, it looks like high noon. I look up at the overhead cameras. We walk through the front of the house straight to the back and we’re in the kitchen.

“I see you approve,” Ross says. “If you’re hungry the place is stocked with food for a month.” I can see how it would be but only Ross lives here. Do they have some kind of plan for me?

“Why so much food when you live alone?”

“There are caretakers, cooks, and maids that have to eat, too,” Brian looks to me saying.

“Oh. Here we go again.”

“No. No. They have been with my family for years and have their own cottages on the grounds. Not one of them is under fifty. They raised us after our parents died in a plane crash,” Ross says to me.

I didn’t ask about their parents because I didn’t want to dredge up old memories. I figured they would tell me in time. “Come let me show you the house.

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