by Kelly Harper
“I want to see you touch yourself while you do it.”
He wasn’t backing down. She had to admit, that was pretty hot.
“Where?”
“Take your shorts off and rub yourself while you suck my dick.”
Bre bit her lip one more time, without realizing it, before she pulled her shorts and panties off and set them to the side. She repositioned herself in front of his cock, ready to do as she was told.
“How should I do it?”
Her fingers lingered on her thigh, awaiting further instruction.
“Finger your clit while you take me in your mouth.”
She was good and did exactly what she was told. Her finger found her swollen clit immediately, sending pulses of pleasure throughout her body. It had never felt so good to touch herself as it did right then.
“Good girl,” Collin said, admiringly.
Fuck.
Even that was hot. She would have hated any other man trying to take control of her like that. With him, it was nice. But there was still something else she was supposed to be doing…
Collin was a champion. He had shown her his physical prowess time and time again, and it was time for him to get his reward. Champions deserved to have their cocks sucked by the best. And now he was going to find out what she could really do.
Her mouth gaped wide as she launched her assault on his cock. She cupped his balls with her free hand while spreading her legs and attacking her pussy with the other. She sucked his tip only briefly before consuming all of him. She felt his cock slide through her mouth, over her tongue and into the very back of her throat. If he were even half an inch bigger he would be too much for her. Instead, his cock was perfect.
She sucked him as hard as she could, feeling her cheeks cave in around his enormity. She held him there in the back of her throat while caressing his balls until she felt his cock twitch and jerk. She wanted to milk him for everything he had—right then and there.
“Holy fuck,” Collin groaned, disbelievingly. “That’s magical.”
She gazed up at him, making eye contact. He didn’t shy away from the look. Good. She wanted to make sure all of his focus was on her. She kept that gaze locked as she finally released him from her suctioned hold. She backed off his dick until her lips were once again wrapped around just the very tip. But she didn’t let it out of her mouth completely. Instead, she milked the very tip as though it were the tiny nipple of a bottle.
He’d better understand that she was going to get her treat sooner or later.
She worked the tip of his cock until it turned a bright red. That’s what let her know that it was time for the next phase. If he’d thought what she started with was magical then he was about to lose his shit…
Bre relaxed her mouth and, in one smooth motion, rammed his cock all the way down her throat. But she didn’t hold it there, this time. Instead, she backed off of it until only the very tip was in her mouth. And then she plunged it to the back of her throat once more. She repeated this over and over again, going faster and faster. Every time her lips reached his crotch and her chin pressed into his balls, she tried to take just a little bit more of him in to her mouth—as though she were trying to turn him inside out.
“What the fuck are you doing to me?” Collin groaned.
She didn’t respond. She just kept staring deep into his eyes, transfixing him in her stare. She wanted to make him come down the back of her throat right then and there. She wanted him to fill her with his warmth.
But Logan must have had something else in mind…
He growled as he reached down and twisted himself to wrap his arms around her. Bre squealed in surprise when he lifted her in the air, turning her upside down as he did. Blood rushed to her head, but still she managed to instinctively move her legs to straddle his face.
Her ass was high in the air as Collin supported her in his strong arms. She wasn’t even over the newness of the situation before his lips and mouth attacked her pussy. She grabbed his cock to balance herself. She’d never had anything like that done to her before. The feelings were incredible—overwhelming—but, distantly, she remembered that she still had a job to do. With his cock already in hand, she opened her mouth wide and swallowed him.
They were sixtynineing again, but this time they were doing it standing up. And Bre was nowhere near being in control. Collin savaged her soaked vagina with those heavenly lips of his. His tongue found her clit and he sucked on it lightly, like he did with her nipples. The pleasure was immense and everything was a blur. She tried to keep her wits about her so she could finish him off, but she was losing the battle.
He had won the bet! She was supposed to be the one pleasuring him. He wasn’t supposed to be having his way with her!
Bre took him into her mouth again, redoubling her efforts. But Collin didn’t even seem to be paying any attention to what she was doing. He was entirely focused on eating her pussy, and it was only a matter of time before Bre finally gave in to the onslaught.
She didn’t want to go out like that. No guy should be able to get her off before she got them off. That’s just not how this was supposed to work.
But apparently no one had told Collin that…
Her orgasm came on fast and violent. It appeared out of nowhere and quickly expanded through her entire body. Bre squeezed his cock in both hands while moaning in delight. His cock was the only thing that she could cling to. It grounded her as the rest of the world went blurry.
Collin Hayes: God of Orgasms!
Chapter Nine
When Bre’s orgasm finally ended, Collin carefully lowered her back to the ground. She panted in deep breaths, her brain racing to once again make sense of the world around her. It took a few moments to recover herself and remember that there was something she was supposed to be doing.
Then she saw it: Collin’s delicious cock.
He’d gotten her off and she hadn’t returned the favor. How rude of her. That needed to be fixed immediately.
Bre reached over to take it in her hand only to have Collin intercept it. She frowned and gave him a curious look.
“It’s your turn,” she said, sounding eager.
“I won the bet. I get to decide what happens.”
“You mean to tell me that you don’t want me to finish you off?”
The smile he flashed was sheepish.
“You must think I’m superman. We’ve had sex more times than I can count already, I’m just saving myself for later.”
There was a pang in her gut.
“I feel bad. You got me off… I want to return the favor.”
“There’s no favor to return,” he said, shaking his head. “Feeling your entire body come like that was exactly what I wanted.”
Butterflies erupted in Bre’s stomach. That didn’t sound like the kind of thing two casual lovers said to each other. Was Collin starting to have doubts about their weekend fling? Was it turning into something more? Is that something she wanted?
“What do we do now?” she asked, trying to distract herself from the uncertainty tightening her chest.
She knew herself well. If she didn’t get control in these kinds of situations she was going to start obsessing and overthinking everything.
“I don’t know about you, but I’ve gotten quite a workout all day. I could use some time to relax… Care for a swim, followed by a shower?”
“A shower definitely sounds nice. So does unwinding in the pool for a while.”
“Good, because I happen to know a little secret that you might find interesting.” A devious grin spread across Collin’s face. “You remember when Logan told you this place actually has two pools?”
“Yes…”
Of course she remembered. How could a person forget when a rich billionaire tells her that his mansion has more than one pool?
“Well, it happens to be right over there.”
Collin pointed to a set of double doors on the far wall of the recreation center. Large windows we
re set into each of the doors and, even from here, Bre could see that the room beyond was bright with natural light.
They pulled on enough of their clothes for Collin to lead her to it. Bre entered and her breath escaped her. There was a gigantic, Olympic-sized pool in the middle of the room, complete with swim lanes and everything. But what really took her breath away was the far wall. The wall was actually a floor-to-ceiling window, overlooking the sound. The view was absolutely stunning and gave the room the feeling that it was outdoors when it really wasn’t.
“This. Is. Gorgeous.”
Bre felt like her eyes were going to bulge straight out of her head. She walked to the far wall and pressed her hands and face to the glass, trying to get a good look at how far down in to the sound she could actually see. She didn’t even care if she left smudge prints.
“Are you going to spend the whole day admiring the view or are you going to join me?”
She turned in time to see Collin stripping off all of his clothes and tossing them to the side. He flashed a devilish smile at her before cannonballing into the enormous pool.
Hell yes, she was going to join.
Bre ripped her clothes off as fast as she could and chased after him. There was a huge smile on her face as she crashed into the water.
Chapter Ten
The whole experience of skinny dipping with Collin was new… and different. Bre had done it with men before—more than once, if she was being honest—but none of those times could compare. Maybe it had to do with the fact that she was still trying to fuck those men when she’d done it with them. But she wasn’t worried about getting Collin into the sack. She’d already had him a number of times and she was certain there was a lot more where that came from. It’s not that she wasn’t attracted to him. It was just… different.
Maybe it was because she could be naked around him and not have sex?
That thought worried her. This wasn’t the way she normally acted around men. For years, men had only served one role in her life: sexual gratification. Aside from that, she’d never had an interest in keeping them around.
Not that any of them would have ever wanted to stay…
The men she hooked up with weren’t exactly beating her door down to see her again. They had known what was going on, just like her. It was a sign of maturity that she never tried to make something more than what it was.
With Collin, though, she was in whole new territory. Collin was the first guy she’d ever been so forward with about just wanting a casual fling and nothing more. Sure, if a guy ever asked, she’d tell them she didn’t want anything serious—but that rarely ever happened. She and Collin had been on the same page since the beginning.
Except for that whole thing about his ‘rules’, of course…
She couldn’t really fault him for that. The rational part of her totally understood why his rules were important. Of course, the rebellious side of her—the side of her that almost always got its way—really wanted to test the limits.
Bre didn’t know how she was supposed to feel about Collin. She shouldn’t be feeling anything at all. But she couldn’t deny that he was somehow different. And different made her curious.
Collin was a fortress when it came to sharing anything about himself—or at least that’s what he was trying to be. But maybe it was time to let her rebellious side come out and have some fun…
“You did a good job back in there,” Bre said.
They were floating in the middle of the pool after racing around, splashing each other.
“I told you I could get you off whenever I wanted,” he said, flashing her a devious grin.
Her core tightened. There was no denying Collin was… talented. She pushed through and gave him a flat stare, trying to keep him in his place.
“I meant the way you won the bet.”
“No thanks to your little distractions… I might go so far as to say you were unsportsmanlike.”
“It was your fault for assuming I was going to play fair.”
Her lip turned up into a coy smile while he bobbed his head in understanding.
“I’ll be sure to keep that in mind going forward…”
“That would be wise.”
He cocked an eyebrow.
“Are you planning more bets?”
“Well, I am very competitive. And I hate losing.”
“Bring it. Anytime, anywhere.”
Collin’s eyes sparkled with confidence. In that moment, he looked like he could take on the world. The confidence looked good on him. Very good.
“Where did you learn to bat like that? You looked like a natural.”
He shrugged.
“I played ball in high school. I’ve always had a knack for it.”
“Just high school? You looked like you should be playing for the Mets.”
His eyes widened in surprise.
“A Mets girl, eh?”
“Hell yeah. The Yankees can go fuck themselves. I’ll take an underdog any day of the week.” She flashed him a fierce smile. “You’re not going to tell me those Yankee pinstripes do it for you, are you?”
Collin shook his head, vehemently.
“Hell no. BoSox, until the day I die.”
Bre swam up to him and draped her arms around his neck. Feeling his solid frame against her made her mind run wild with all of the things she could be doing to him right now.
“I can live with a Sox fan,” she said. She ran a finger through his wet blond hair while pursing her lips in consideration. Finally, she said, “If I had to guess, I would say that you played baseball in college, somewhere.”
“You caught me,” he said, smiling modestly. “I was even an All American.”
Bre’s eyes flashed in excitement. She’d heard that term used before but honestly had no idea what it meant.
“So, why is a gifted college athlete like you working on Wall Street?”
The smile on Collin’s face receded.
“We shouldn’t be talking about this,” he said, his tone suddenly getting serious. “We’re breaking the rules.”
“And yet, here we are…”
His features hardened.
“The rules are there for a reason.”
Bre didn’t even try to hide the scowl on her face. He really was dead set on these stupid fucking rules.
“I don’t see why it’s so bad that I get to know you a bit. It’s not like I’m asking you to marry me or anything…”
Collin shook his head and unwrapped Bre’s arms from around his neck.
“You’re not getting it,” he said. He studied her for a moment longer before adding, “Maybe this was a mistake.”
He pushed off towards the side of the pool without waiting for a response. Bre watched with a shocked look on her face as he used his hands to press and lift himself out of the water. He grabbed a towel from a nearby rack and started drying himself off.
“So that’s it?” she said, incredulous. “You’re just going to call it quits because I asked you some harmless questions?”
“I’m not walking away,” he said. “I just thought we were on the same page and we’re obviously not.”
“Your page is stupid.”
He gave her a hard look and, for a moment, Bre was hoping he would actually get into an argument with her. Instead, he shook his head with a loud sigh and went back to toweling off.
“You’ve got nothing to say about it?” she said.
“Arguing isn’t going to help the situation,” Collin said. “It’s been a long day. Let’s just go take a shower and take a few breaths.”
Bre couldn’t believe what she was hearing. He was really doing this.
“Yeah, sure.”
Chapter Eleven
She followed him out of the pool and took the towel he offered her. She didn’t know what the hell was going on with him but at least he’d checked her out when she climbed out. By the time she grabbed her clothes from where she left them Bre was more frustrated with herself than with
him.
He wasn’t playing her game and it was pissing her off. Why did she have to act so immature sometimes?
Collin didn’t bother putting his clothes back on, so Bre didn’t either. Instead he wrapped a towel around his waist and led her through a different exit that took them past a sauna before arriving at the entrance to his and hers locker rooms.
“There are showers in there,” he said, pointing to the women’s side. “There’s also a phone to contact the house staff. They can bring you an outfit or your luggage while you shower.”
“Okay,” was all she mumbled before leaving him standing there.
Bre bee lined into the locker room—anything to get her away from Collin Hayes. They’d been together nearly the entire day and, after that little exchange in the pool, she didn’t feel like being anywhere near him.
The locker room felt like it came straight out of a big national chain gym, like LA Fitness. Of course, those big gyms didn’t have a personal staff on call to service your every need. She wondered if they would go so far as to make sure that Collin had no hot water in his shower… That would certainly cool him off.
She was hesitant about using the staff line, at first, but she finally found the phone and made the call for her things. She wasn’t about to get all cleaned up only to put on the same outfit she’d been getting fucked in all day. The line was answered immediately and the staff member already knew where she was calling from. Logan Atwood was running a tight ship around there.
There were three showers housed in their own, personal stalls with closed-off doors, separate from the locker room. How often were there that many women using this facility at the same time? Bre was starting to get the sense that there may be some serious functions going down at the mansion for it to have this many accommodations.
Being in a place like this was completely unlike any life that she’d ever known while growing up. Never in a million years would she have imagined that she would ever be invited to stay at a mansion in the Hamptons. Hell, she was lucky enough to have made it out of Buffalo, in the first place.
