“This is such a beautiful view. You must love sitting here day or night. I’ve never seen such a view before.”
Hudson gently glided his thumb up and down the base of her neck. Jagger moved his hand under her robe and against her skin.
His fingers caressed between her thighs, giving them a nudge, indicating for her to part them.
She turned to him as she slowly unfolded her legs as he wanted. She realized that she would do just about anything for them. Anything at all.
“This is the best view,” he whispered as her robe parted by her thighs and her pussy came into view. She didn’t have to look down to see, she felt the cool air against her heated mound.
“How often have you said that to a woman?” she asked before thinking. His fingers stopped their route and he moved them to her face.
“Baby, I’ve never said that to any woman. Don’t you believe me, us, when we compliment you and tell you how good you make us feel?”
She swallowed the lump in her throat. She was such a scaredy-cat. She was so afraid of giving her all and to be burned, left behind, heartbroken, and used all over again. Not only had her parents done this to her but Salvador, her only lover, had as well.
She started to move, But Hudson’s huge hand held her in place at her shoulder.
“Don’t run away. Don’t keep your fears inside. We want to know everything about you. We want to take care of you, Tia Rose. Please talk to us.”
She turned toward Hudson. She could feel her eyes fill with tears but she would not cry. She was so scared, and yet so already in love with them that she couldn’t let them know. They might think she was crazy or clingy or something. Maybe they thought she might want them for their money? Why did they want her when they could have any woman?
“I don’t care about your money,” she blurted out.
“What?” Jagger asked. She looked back and forth between them and leaned back as they both leaned forward.
“I don’t care about how rich you are, about where you live, or what you even did to make all this money. I’m scared for a whole lot of reasons.”
“Tell us some of those reasons,” Hudson said.
“I have trust issues.”
“Don’t we all, baby.” Jagger slowly began to undo the knot on her robe parting it the rest of the way.
“I’ve been hurt before and used. It was bad.”
“Who was it? We’ll kill him,” Hudson said. She was naked in front of them. The fluffy robe fell to her sides. Tia Rose went to cross her legs but Jagger stopped her.
“Spread them for us. You’re our woman now.”
“That right there. Your words scare me.”
“Scare you?”
“Entice me, get me all happy inside, but then there’s this fear, and—”
Jagger placed his fingers against her swollen clit. She gasped and parted her lips. Hudson ran his thumb across her lower lip and then into her mouth. She sucked it, and then he lowered the wet thumb to her nipple and rubbed it back and forth. She felt her body tighten like a bow.
“Never be afraid of us, or the way we make you feel,” Jagger told her as he maneuvered his fingers between her pussy lips. He thrust one finger up into her and she held his gaze until Hudson spoke.
“You don’t think that we’re scared?” Hudson asked.
“The two of you? No. Never.” She shook her head.
Jagger added a second digit as Hudson pulled a little firmer on her nipple.
“Well, we do get scared. We’ve never felt this way about a woman. We’ve searched for you for so long, and then you showed up out of nowhere in Paris. It shocked us. You’re perfect,” Hudson said and then leaned down to kiss her lips.
When he released them, Jagger spoke. “We’re glad that you don’t care about our money, but because we’re so well off, we can take care of you. We want you in our lives. Forever.” Jagger began to increase his thrusts.