All Chapters of Shared by the Billionaire Twins: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Sam couldn’t keep Mia off of his mind. He had let himself touch her the day before, but now, he wanted more. He wanted to feel her bare skin beneath his hands, to listen to her moan and call his name as he infused her body with so much pleasure she couldn’t handle it all, to listen to her cries as the pleasure mixed with pain, to hear her beg for more. He sat behind his desk, his dick throbbing in his pants. He knew she’d been with his brother the night before. He couldn’t let that bother him because Mia was only his at work. It wasn’t as if Sam hadn’t spent time at the club the night before. The woman he’d brought home was new to him but used in the same way a rental car had seen a hundred drivers. He preferred women with less experience, but he had taken what was available the night before, hoping it would alleviate some of the ache he felt for Mia. It hadn’t. Now, she sat on the other side of that wall, dressed exactly as he had instructed her to before he’d

With nothing much to do, Mia kept one eye on the clock, trying to make sure she wasn’t late in picking up Sam’s lunch and bringing it to him. She could still feel his touch on her skin and wished she had something to do to take her mind off of him, but other than browsing the Internet and counting the seconds down to picking up his lunch, she had nothing to keep thoughts of what he’d done to her body off of her mind. A knock at her door drew her attention. Beau didn’t wait for her to answer before he stuck his head in. “Hi. How are you?” Mia’s face lit up. She loved seeing him, even if she still had his brother’s scent on her body. She remembered what had happened the night before in the hot tub, how she’d wanted him to take her, and he’d refused, but she didn’t feel embarrassed by it. She understood that Beau was a gentleman and just wanted what was best for her. The same could not be said for his brother, but that was also okay with her… in an odd way she cou

Thinking it was too invasive to wait for Mia to return in her own office, Beau waited outside in the hall that led to her office, listening intently for any noise from the other side of the door. It seemed to take an awfully long time for her to return to her desk, and he wondered if that meant the worse, that Sam had claimed her. This was all his fault—even more so than it had been before. Not only would she have never gotten the job if it hadn’t been for him, the reason she was late delivering Sam’s lunch, the reason she was punished in the first place, was because of him. He knocked on the door. This time, he decided to wait for her to say he could come in. “Yes?” Mia called. Opening it just a crack, he stuck his head in. “Hi. Can I come in?” Mia nodded, and he walked in. “Are you okay?” He could tell by her expression that she wasn’t. “I’m fine.” “What happened?” he asked before he thought about what he was asking. She co

The feel of Beau’s hands on her outer thighs as Mia straddled him in the back of the limo had her heart pounding out of her chest. He was beneath the fabric of her short skirt, and the higher his fingers worked, the more she wondered if she’d be able to wait until she got back to his house to start ripping his clothing off. Mia wanted him, and tonight, she wasn’t planning on taking no for an answer. Despite Sam’s reluctance to touch her after he found out she was a virgin, Mia was feeling better about herself at the moment than she had when she’d left her boss’s office. It was clear Beau did want her. The feel of his stiff cock between her legs let her know he was as ready to move their relationship forward as she was, but the last time she’d thought he was about to take her, he’d stopped abruptly, so maybe he’d do the same thing tonight. She couldn’t let him do that. Her panties were sopping wet as she continued to kiss him, her hands pressed to hi

By Monday morning, Mia was sore, but in a way that made her feel more alive than she could ever remember feeling. Making love to Beau all weekend long had been incredible, and part of her hadn’t wanted the weekend to end. But part of her was ready to go back to see Sam as well, even though she was pretty sure he was going to fire her. She’d decided that the cryptic message he’d given her to tell his brother, the one about Beau having until Monday, had meant he had that long to convince Mia to quit or find her a new job. Since neither of those things had happened, she fully expected to be asked to clean out her desk when she got to the office. Luckily for her, all of her possessions would fit in her handbag—some breath mints, a stick of deodorant, some perfume, and a couple of changes of panties for when she couldn’t stand sitting around in sopping wet ones anymore. She’d gotten an email from Sam over the weekend that told her specifically which skirt to wear, s