A Jeff Bezos Fanfic : give me Bezos on the clito

Chapter 3

Instinctively, I made my way to the door at which the doorbell had just been rang. It was the housewife in me. I was not prepared for who was behind that door. The sexiest lizard man walked in and gave me a crooked smile. "Hi I'm Mark Zuckerberg", he said lifelessly. "H-hi I- I'm-m Y/N...", I whispered timidly as I noticed the envy that was consuming Jeff. I bluntly let out: "what kind of business do you own, a sugar one? I LOVE CANDY!!!!!!!" Mark Zuckerberg stared at me in a way I'd never experienced before, maybe it was lust, but I wouldn't know... I don't have enough romantic experience. "I own Facebook and many other social media platforms, but it was cute of you to guess so randomly based on my last name, I like you, Y/N", he said with a spark in his eye. Bezos took my hand aggressively and pulled me to his side. He then put his arm around my waist and said "she's with me". "Prove it", said the newly arrived young bachelor. I saw the steam leave Jeff's ears as he pointed to the hickey on the left side of my neck that he had given me earlier that evening. In a matter of seconds, Mark stole me from Jeff's embrace and proceeded to suck the opposite side of my neck with such passion as he locked eyes with Jeff, trying to assert dominance. It was intense yet soft, I could feel the care that he had for me. Before I knew it, I let out a soft moan. Baldy was combusting, "how could you do such a thing??? I thought we were friends, what about the bro code???", he said exasperatedly. "I guess I'm just cold blooded", he barked back with a lizard smirk. Elon finally joined the party by letting out a passionate "BURN".
We all noticed that Elon was sweaty and shirtless. The drops of sweat slowly made their way down his mountainous abs till they reached his clothed member. "What happened, Elon?", we all let out simultaneously. "Oh, you know, I had to dispose of Billy so that we could enjoy supper, I made cheezy nachos!", he said enthusiastically. Mark didn't seem surprised, not even a bit. In fact, he even set up Elon with a designer that would make Billy Bill look snazzy on the day of his burial. This designer was known as Amancio Ortega and I was so excited to meet him. The boys said he was the owner of the Zara company, and as a commoner, I knew for once who he was.
At the dinner "table"
We all sat around the place where Billy had just had his last breath. Elon pressed on this secret button and the food started advancing towards us on the conveyor belts. It was just like at the airport when I had to grab my moving baggage before it moved too far away from my grasp. Throughout the meal, Jeff and Mark kept arguing about each other's wealths. It was clear that they were trying to boast in order to get in my pants. Frankly, I didn't care about their possessions, I only cared about their kind hearts.
As our bellies started to fill up, Jeff asked if I had had the chance to try the mango salsa. I nodded. "It's really good, you NEED to try it", he said. He then dipped a tortilla chip in the golden exotic sauce and fed it to me. My tongue reached for the salsa dripping off the tortilla chip. By doing so, his finger collided with the wetness of my tongue. "You have a cute kitten's tongue", he whispered seductively. Once I took a first bite, my eyes rolled back with satisfaction, it was delicious. Jeff bit his lip, aroused by my reaction. I looked down and witnessed a tower erect itself in a matter of seconds. I giggled as I stroked it gently. I didn't want to give everyone a show so I covered it with a cloth napkin. Unfortunately, I realized that Mark had seen the whole thing.
Mark's POV
I tensed up. I couldn't sit there and observe any longer. I needed to interrupt whatever was going on between them. Then, as if God had heard my prayers, an opportunity arose. Y/N had some mango salsa dripping from her chin. I got up abruptly, walked to the other side of the table and licked my way to her lips. I took my sweet time doing it so that Jeff could see how committed I was. I slid my tongue into her mouth and she didn't refuse. I cupped her cheek for an instant and then pulled her in closer by the neck. Jeff's jaw was on the floor. Elon was giggling like an immature preteen. Moments later, Y/N pulled away with a shy look on her face.
Back to Y/N's POV,
I was back home safely. Elon gifted me the new unreleased hybrid Tesla so that I could spare travelling by public transportation. Once I sat down with my glass of wine, I finally got the time to think about everything that happened today. I really thought that it was going to be a regular old Trump rally... like all the other one's I had been to. But no. I now was stuck in such a complicated love triangle with two wealthy and caring hotties. Even though I loved the idea of being fought over, I needed to choose and it wasn't going to be easy. I needed a good night's sleep to be able to properly decide tomorrow, after Bill Gates' burial.