Making Her Mine: A Secret Billionaire Romance

by Mia Mills

  Willow smiles and reads over the brochure, “Sounds like a plan.”

  Evan nods in agreement.

  I raise a hand, “I’m not done yet.” I smile, “On the next page it says that they also have a unisex sauna. I figured that it would be great to end the day with that before we head back to our rooms. It’s got positive reviews when I checked online.”

  When my eyes meet Evan’s, I recognize the twinkle in his eyes. I try to hold back my smile. Evan, even though he’s a playboy through and through, is too easy to read when it comes to these things. But I can’t blame him, Willow is seductive without even trying. Something must have happened during lunch, that is, if Willow’s swimsuit doesn’t already make Evan crazy from his own fantasies.

  She flips the page to check the information on the sauna and raises both brows, I feel glad that she seems impressed by the activities.

  “Ready to go?” I put a hand on my hip and tilt my head to see Willow’s expression.

  She smiles and gives a nod, “Yep! I can’t wait! I’ve never had a massage in a fancy hotel.” She starts to tie her hair up into a bun and we stare at her absentmindedly until she’s done.

  When we snap out of it, I begin to lead the way to the first spa. It wasn’t hard to find, the hotel had signs almost every corner and eager staff to accompany people who loses their way. The area for the spa treatment is unexpectedly large, a wide space for people who want to use the massage chairs and dozens of rooms for spa sessions. I make my way to the spa receptionist, from afar, I can see that she recognizes us and she tries to act normal. But I knew that very few people succeed in trying to resist staring at me and Evan. It was a combination of being twins and the type of films we produced, the attention we garnered was inescapable.

  “Hey there.” I test her by giving her just a small smile at first.

  The receptionist’s eyes do a quick jump from me to Evan and back, “Yes, good afternoon. How may I help you?”

  Her response tempts me to up the ante, as if it was a game, “Good afternoon. I got an appointment for three? An indoor and outdoor treatment?” I lean forward and rest my arms on the counter.

  The receptionist nods once and looks through the computer, “Three people for indoor and outdoor treatment.” She looks back at me and smiles a bit too much, “Could I have the name that was registered in?”

  Suddenly, Evan cuts in and runs a hand through his hair and lets some of the locks fall over his eyes before giving her his most dashing smile, “Sure...” he glances at her name tag and then looks her in the eyes, “...Sarah. It’s registered in this guy’s name right here, Cole Mitchell.” He puts an arm around me and pats my chest.

  She’s caught off-guard with him saying her name all of a sudden and stammers before giving me the room number. I tap the counter once and say thanks before leaving. I could hear her sigh after we leave. Suddenly, I feel someone nudge my side, I turn my head slightly to the side, it’s Evan.

  “That was interesting, it’s been a while since someone actually stammered for that act of ours.”

  I chuckle, “I just wanted to see if we could still do it.”

  “Well, that obviously answers the question, huh?” He laughs and I laugh along.

  Willow, seemingly oblivious to what just happened, walks behind us and is too busy admiring the hotel’s décor. Both of us glance back at her and smile to each other. After the story she told me about the photographer, Evan and I figured that Willow had to have much needed break. We weren’t sure how to go about it at first but I remembered how tense Evan had been when he started out and how going to the Bahamas helped him. And now we were here and I’m just glad that Willow’s also getting better.

  We get to the room in no time and the masseuse asks us to change into bathrobes, which we do in the locker area while the staff prepared the stones to be used. After we change and everything is prepared, the three of us went into the room. It was one room but the three massage beds were separated by white cloth partitions. There was lavender in the air and the lights were dimmed, there was the sound of rainfall playing on a small stereo in the corner. Once we step in the room we already feel as if we’re embraced by calmness.

  We were asked to remove the bathrobe and lie down the massage beds, a towel is placed on our bodies and only after then are our backs lined with stones. It was so relaxing that after just a minute or so we all fell asleep. I am the first to be woken up by the masseuse who taps my shoulder.

  I grumble and rub my eye, “That was...amazing.” I stretch on the bed.

  The masseuse smiles at me and hands me my robe, “I’m glad you enjoyed it, Sir. Your friends also seemed to love it. Since you only availed of the back treatment of the stone massage, it ended earlier than if it was a whole body massage. I would also like to inform you that your next treatment has already been prepared, there are members of our staff waiting for you three at the beach. Fourth cabana from the hotel’s entryway. Your clothes can be retrieved later in the locker area.”

  I give the guy a nod and hand him a hundred bucks as a tip, “Thanks.”

  The masseuse pockets the tip before leaving the room.

  When Evan and Willow are fully robed, we meet outside the room. Evan is wide awake, stretching is arms upward, while Willow is visibly still sleepy from the massage. I assume that it’s because she isn’t used to how calming it is.

  I ruffle her hair and she smiles sheepishly while we walk to the next treatment.

  “I didn’t expect stones to make me feel so good.” She mutters with content.

  Evan laughs at this and puts an arm around her, “Just you wait until you experience the Swedish massage. If you thought stones felt great, you won’t be able to comprehend what’s going to happen to you later.”

  By the time we get to the cabana the therapist had mentioned, the sky was a flurry of hues stretching out from the golden shade of the sun into a reddish glow until it transitions from a lush purple to a navy blue. The wisps of clouds that spread throughout the skies only made the view even more beautiful.

  The cabana is more closed off than the ones closer to the shore, it seemed more like a tent, with the option to keep it open or not. Willow insists that we keep it open because she doesn’t want to waste the view and the experience.

  After lying down on the massage bed, the therapists each take a bit of oil into their hands and start the massage. I can hear Willow try to suppress her moans but fail. I was amused at the attempt and found it a little sexy.

  “You’re allowed to enjoy yourself, Willow.” I jest.

  Evan chimes in, “Don’t hold back, it’ll be our secret to share with the entire beach.”

  Willow, who is trying very hard to stop herself from letting out weird sounds, shakes her head a bit and smiles, “Sh...shut up.”

  At some point during the rhythmic tapping, she let out a long, soft moan and covers her face. All three of us explodes into laughter.

  The treatment lasted for ninety minutes, but we didn’t feel like time was slow. I realize how much I’ve missed having a massage only after the treatment was over. I give the therapists tips and the three of us go back to the hotel.

  Once we get there, we make our way towards the sauna rooms. It’s not very far away from the massage rooms, so we decide to get our clothes after the sauna. While walking, I check up on Willow and note that she’s glowing and that she looks incredibly happy.

  “So, Willow,” I brush my thumb over her cheek, “Are you having fun?”

  She puts a hand on the cheek I touched and smiles, “I am. Definitely. I can’t remember the last time I’ve been this relaxed and when I felt this free.” She undoes the bun on her hair and shakes her head so that her hair falls straight down, “It’s been so great. Before, the only type of massages I got were the ones I gave to myself after a tough day.”

  Evan bites his lip and is visibly taken by how tantalizing she looks after she undid her hair. Not to mention, the treatments made her sweaty and now I was enamore
d by her scent. I doubt Evan felt any different.

  “It’s a big difference, huh?” I manage to find my voice.

  Willow nods, “Yeah. An upgrade of sorts.” She holds my hand for a moment and squeezes it lightly, “Thank you. For this. For everything.”

  We get to the sauna area and enter one of the empty rooms. Willow sits on the bench opposite of us. Not even a minute passes and she loosens her robe, her cleavage is clearly visible. Evan and I try not to stare too much, but we’re both already hard just from being around her in the sauna. I make eye contact with Willow and refrain from flinching. She licks her lips and eyes our bulges, teasing us. Willow proceeds to wipe beads of sweat off her exposed cleavage. Then she gets up and walks towards us, kneeling when she gets close enough.

  Both Evan and I breathe heavily and are electrified with anticipation.

  She traces her finger over my right leg and Evan’s left leg, moving upward until she reaches our rock-hard cocks. She tilts her head to the side while looking at us alternately, “It seems like you guys aren’t that relaxed yet. Maybe...” she brushes her thumbs against the tip of our cocks and we gasp at the same time, “...I can help with that?”

  Willow

  We are on our way to the sauna; I am untying my hair as the boys ask me how my experience was. It was definitely cloud nine, I usually do my own massage and obviously, it is way too different from someone who is doing it for me.

  This is what relaxation means, at some point I am able to forget what happened back in LA. All the bad vibes must stay back there; I should enjoy this vacation to the fullest. Thanking Cole for this vacation is not enough; everything these boys have done for me needs a little compensation.

  Reaching our destination, I can see hexagons of sauna rooms, all line-up looking like a beehive. Fancy, the roof, the walls, the door, and the floor, all made out of a type of wood that I don’t know. A sauna attendant leads us to our very own chamber; I can’t help but notice that this lady is flirting with the twins.

  Blurting a laugh, I thanked her anyways and roll my eyes as I get in. This prima donna act halts as my jaw drops when I see a room inside a room. When you enter you can see a Jacuzzi on the right side of the room, a mini bar on the left corner, and the sauna on the far left corner.

  Hopping towards the sauna, I toss my robe on the floor before getting. It has a foggy glass door, which I suppose has been pre-heated if that’s the term. Standing behind the door, I invited the boys with my fore finger.

  They are both smiling at me, talking inaudibly as Evan gestures Cole to come and join me. Cole just calmly walks towards the sauna and Evan is doing some stretching. I’m guessing, he’s thinking what I’m thinking.

  While waiting for them to get in, I lay myself on my elbows and shake my hair off my shoulders. My two-piece are kind of soak with my sweat already, the boys enters the room as I am looking at their bulge under my lashes keeping it unnoticeable.

  They are quiet as they enter, staring at me, but I did not look them in the eye. I kind of flirt and showing off my body, make them drool for me. Being gorgeous and attractive is what I’m feeling right now.

  Because I am occupying the entire bench on this side, they both sit at the opposite part. It has upper and lower bench, and they both sit on the upper board. Pushing myself up and leaning on my hand; I flirtatiously wipe my sweat from my forehead, down my neck, and in between my breasts, I let go a moan.

  Turning my sex appeal button to the max; through my peripheral vision, I can say that what I’m doing is working. They are uneasy from where they’re sitting; like a predator ready to take off and gorge on its prey

  Looking at my feet as I stand and walk, twirling my finger with a strand of hair over my breast, I walk towards them. Then I lean my hand on the lower bench and slowly looking at each of them.

  I stay in this position for a couple of seconds without looking at them, as if I’m all alone just feeling myself. As I sway my body and my shoulder; I slowly stand and glide my hands over my legs. Then I look up and face them; looking at Evan then looking at Cole, touching myself seductively.

  Crossing an arm, I rest my elbow on it and bit my finger. “It seems like you guys aren’t that relaxed yet. Maybe…” I comment at them in my best husky sexy voice, “…I can help you with that?”

  Without saying a thing, their body movement just shows that they have been waiting for the signal. If it can talk, it could have replied “we’ll fuck you and your pussy, eat you whole”. Yes indeed, this is the part where I repay them for all the good things they have done for me.

  What can I give these twins who have everything? Pffft, me! All of me; every single thing of me, every bit and piece of me, just me, all of me.

  Both of them are press their back on the wooden wall, resting their legs on the lower bench. I glide my finger on each of their legs. Kneeling forward, I grab each bulge, which I find difficult to handle, for they are both huge and thick.

  I was already having trouble with handling a penis with two hands, how much more with one cock at each hand? This is so exciting; I don’t know how far I could push myself in keeping up with these men. They are athletic and all; and they’ll be less spent than I will be.

  As an ambidextrous, I am able to manipulate my hands with equal effort and force. I slip their dicks off their boxers and move my hands up and down. They forward and touch my face; Evan glides the back of his hand from my cheeks down my chin then kisses my lips; while Cole cups my jaw tucking a stray hair behind my shoulder and kisses me on my neck.

  This is such a magnificent feeling, I don’t know where and who to focus. Not that I am complaining but, this is making me crazy. I shut my eyes close as I continue to stroke them.

  They are girth-y, I can’t fully grab them both but I am trying hard reaching for it and awaken their dragons as they kiss me. They are growing harder from the time I grabbed them, how is it possible that can still grow any bigger?

  Their sizes kind of slip from my memory from when I had sex with each, it’s as if they had this enhanced.

  Cole and Evan both took a step down as Evan pull my bikini top down and bring my breasts out. They share and enjoy each of my breasts. This is electrocuting! I release their cocks and push their head towards me as I tilt my head back.

  With my eyes closed, I feel like I’m drawn away to another dimension, and to think they are just nibbling on me. I look down at them as they continue to feast on my tits, both looking at me. Cole strikes a lick before releasing my breast as he moved behind me untying the bra straps as he kisses my neck.

  The intensity doubles as I get a lot of flashback, remembering how I had sex with each of them and that was amazing. But this time, right about this moment, I’m feeling phenomenal. While I’m standing, Evan, on the other hand, glides a kiss as he pulls my bikini bottom down.

  The kiss on my neck, the kiss down my legs, it does not make me stop moaning. Like literally, every second I release some sort of orgasmic moan. Yes, orgasmic, and I am already so wet down there, they haven’t even done anything to it yet.

  You may think that I am slut, but I don’t care, this is me satisfying my pleasure and lust, and besides I’m just returning a favor to these guys, they’ve been a great help and great in pleasuring me.

  They have licked and enjoyed every inch of me. Now, Evan manages to lay me down the lower bench. Leaning on my elbows, I watch them strip in front of me as their cocks wobbles out of their boxers.

  A memory flashes back; I remember the moment I stripped in front of them. Now, it’s their turn. I never realize until now, that having someone stripping in front of you makes you feel strong.

  Because! I’m like Cleopatra, with men taking their clothes off in front of me, and I don’t have to do it for them. If you know what I mean, I just feel empowered.

  They face each other; they let me kneel between them. Oh I know, they want me to give them both a blowjob. I stroke them first, up down twist up twist down. Then I put Cole’s dick in my warm mo
uth first, I equally caress their manhood, and I hear them having heavy breathing. I lick Cole’s dick clean and move to Evan’s. I suck his dick in and out, taking a glimpse from under him.

  It was like having two cones of ice cream. Unlimited ice cream; it’s not just me who is enjoying; I can see them shut their eyes and lift their heads up. I’m down here for about a minute and they pull me up, why?

  Evan lays me the lower bench; he then spreads my legs, one foot on the bench and one on his shoulder. He kisses my inner thigh, down my crotch, licking my pussy lips hard; then he encloses my clitoris with his lips and starts licking it. Now, we’re talking.

  “Ooooohh,” I moan and tilt my head back, Cole nabs my hair and licks my open mouth. He kisses me ferociously that I am able to channel my excitement from down there to his lips. His tongue is being so playful inside. Unggghh, this thrill would never stop, and I don’t want it to stop.

  Cole is now serving me his dick as he steps across me, one foot on the bench. I am going crazy right now, he is sliding the first inches of his dick in my mouth, and I want all of it. He’s making me crave for it, and I like how he does it.

  Meanwhile, Evan is making me feel so good down there. I just want their cocks badly inside of me, but it’s nothing to grumble about. I love foreplays, specifically and exclusively just the twins’ way.

  And yes, they are torturing me. They really got me off-track and I just can’t seem to focus, each sensation gives me a different feeling. These different feelings are what’s making me go loco.

  This is insanity; I am sweating not because of the sauna but because of them. I feel hot flashes growing inside me, like viruses killing me softly. I feel like I’m burning down.

  My pussy is throbbing and it outplays my heart. I can feel that Evan is inserting three of his fingers, one at a time, tapping my G-spot. I feel fidgety with what is happening down there, using one hand, I stroke Cole’s dick really hard then swallow almost everything in.

  Of course I fail. I grab his dick, choking on it like a monkey hanging from a tree, as my body is shaking uncontrollably from Evan’s fingers. Evan is giving me a combo of fingering and flicking my clit, he isn’t stopping my body from shaking.