Making Her Mine: A Secret Billionaire Romance

by Mia Mills

  “Does that feel good?”

  “Pl-please fuck me already, I’m losing my mind!” I plead, my body is twitching. I feel like once I come I’ll enter a new dimension.

  “I take it that it does?” He flicks my clit with his tongue, and the sudden touch of warmth makes me tremble, “What about this? If you can guess who’s touching you, I’ll remove your restraints. Then you can come as much as you want.”

  What did he say? Fuck, I can’t process anything. But I want to cum. I don’t care what I have to do. They might be twins but I’m confident that I’ll be able to distinguish them.

  “I’ll do anything...” All I can think about is finally coming. I’m sure I’m going to squirt. No doubt about it.

  “Alright. Let’s start.”

  Suddenly someone cups my breasts and I feel someone suck on my nipple. I close my eyes, not that it matters, but somehow this only elevates all the sensations. I’m delirious from all the lust.

  Fingers slide over the inner folds of my pussy, I let out a whimper in response. Fuck, this is a lot harder than I thought. How am I supposed to tell which twin it is when I can’t even think straight?

  Whoever the fuck it is that’s driving me crazy, he’s rubbing my clit with his thumb and begins to insert a finger into me. Without warning, he inserts another finger inside and starts to wiggle them inside. Probing, he pushes it against my inner walls and hits my G-spot. A scream escapes my lips.

  He pulls his fingers out slowly then shoves it back in. My toes curl; oh my God I want him to go faster. I need him to ravish me, whoever this is.

  “Guess.”

  I’m not fucking ready. I have no idea who this is.

  “I can’t tell...from just fingers...” I say, panting.

  “You need more to go with?”

  I nod fast. More. I need more.

  He pulls my body close to him and my bare chest touches his. I wrap my legs around his waist and he raises me up more. He starts lapping at my breasts as the tip of his cock strokes my entrance. I grind my hips, I know that the juices are flowing onto his abdomen and I’m hoping that it pushes him into finally feeding me his member.

  Almost too suddenly, he pierces me with his staff. I can feel it pulsing inside of me. He starts pistoning his fat cock in and out and every time he does I scream out in pleasure. He’s so deep inside of me, I can feel his dick kiss the entrance to my womb.

  Somehow, I find the strength to keep up and even sway my hips to his movement. Making it even more sensual and making me scream louder. He breathes into my ear and I respond by nibbling his earlobe. He’s probably stopping himself from talking to avoid giving me any clues. They’re enjoying this and I’m not complaining because I’m sure as hell enjoying it too.

  All the while I’m trying to decipher who this sex god is. So far there aren’t any clues that can make me certain. It doesn’t help that I’m not at the peak state of mind to even make decisions. Even though they have different personalities, they’re still twins and therefore hard to tell apart.

  “Time’s up. Which of us am I?” He licks my collarbone.

  I gasp out whose name comes to mind first, “Cole.”

  Without responding, he starts to pound on me again, even faster this time. I throw my arms around him and let myself bounce on his cock while my screams of ecstasy echo throughout the penthouse. But just when my pussy tightens, he stops and puts me back down.

  “Wrong.” He pecks me on the lips. Fuck. I hadn’t realized that that was Evan. How the fuck could I not know?

  “Too bad. Try again.” I imagine that Cole has a shit-eating grin plastered on his face right now. He’s enjoying this.

  Someone picks me up again, but this time he turns me around and bends me over. I jut my ass out, excited at the thought of his package slamming into me. But instead he tortures me by rubbing his cock over my clit.

  His hands grope my breasts as he lets his manhood rest on my ass crack; I try to put my ass out more to encourage him to enter me. He licks my nape and starts biting my neck gently. And then, as he sucks on it, I feel his glans push into my inner lips. I bite my lips so hard it almost bleeds.

  I can’t begin to describe how I feel when he starts rocking his body against mine. Being deprived of an orgasm makes your whole body a lot more sensitive to every small movement. Every time he moves light bulbs pop off in my head, it feels like my sweat is burning my skin. I don’t even know if I’m in pain from being deprived or if I’m so far beyond the vocabulary of pleasure that I wasn’t even aware I could feel good from feeling so bad.

  His cock completely fills me up. He pulls back his dick and buries it back in before his tip is completely out. My mind is about to break. He starts circling his finger over my clit and then all I can hear is my own voice screaming.

  Fuck me more!

  I only realize that I say that out loud when he starts pummelling his cock into me. His thighs slap against my ass cheeks, and it forces a moan out every time he shoves his entire organ in me. How is it physically possible to fit such a huge thing inside me?

  I inhale sharply when I feel the wave of euphoria near me. I’m close again. Fuck. I don’t want it to end, but he stops when he feels my pussy tightens up. I’m getting more frustrated as time goes on. I want to orgasm. My throat’s burning from screaming so much, by the end of the night I might just lose my voice.

  “Guess who?”

  I’m going to assume that they changed places; no way in hell is Cole going to let Evan have me twice in a row.

  “Cole.” My voice is weak, but I somehow manage to still say his name.

  I hear one of them click their tongue, “That’s too bad, Evan. It looks like she really wants it to be me.”

  My lungs are working their hardest, goddamn it, I never thought not being able to come would make it so hard for me to think. Why can’t I get it right?

  “Have I fucked you so hard that you’ve lost your mind?” Evan’s low voice gives my skin a prickly sensation. How does someone’s voice make my feelings manifest into a physical reaction?

  Before I can answer, he plunges deep within me again, I throw my head back and he kisses my neck. I swear to God if they don’t let me come I’m going to force it to come out. I don’t know if it’s possible, but at this point I’m willing to try anything.

  He picks me up again and this time spreads my legs up, it’s as if he’s displaying me. Holy shit. Is he showing himself penetrating me to Cole? Just the thought of it makes me even hornier. I want to see what Cole’s expression is.

  As Evan continues to thrust at a rapid pace, Cole unexpectedly sucks on my clit. He slurps on it and I feel more of my honey slip out of my pussy. This only serves to make it all the more easier for Evan to penetrate me. He ravages my insides with his massive size. It’s almost like he wants my cunt to take the shape of his lingam. And at this rate, I’m almost certain that it will.

  Evan pulls out before I can climax. I feel him prod even further back. Is he planning—

  “Augh!” My mouth is agape and my body twitches in a frenzy, as he slowly burrows his glans into my anus. In a sudden rush of adrenaline, I manage to undo the makeshift rope Evan used to tie my hands and break free as my back arches in unexplainable bliss. He repeatedly moves the tip of his cock in and out of my anus while moaning softly into my ear.

  “You like that, Willow?”

  Absentmindedly, I nod and turn my head towards him. Our lips find each other and soon we’re kissing passionately. He’s slowly delving deeper into me. I find myself in a stupor, with my brain now absolutely empty.

  Thinking that it’s the zenith of any sort of arousal I can be subject to, I mistakenly let my guard down. Cole takes this opportunity to push his long cock into my inner lips.

  Vibrant colors light up in my head, it’s as if my brain is making up for the absence of sight.

  It feels like emotions translate into colors.

  Bright reds mix with pale yellows and luxurious purples mix with n
eon blues. It’s all swirling in my head like I’m staring at an ever-changing kaleidoscope.

  Cole is greedily sucking on my breasts when Evan tugs at the tie that blindfolds me and lets me regain my vision. Immediately my eyes run over their taut muscles and the sweat that makes their body glisten. I am suddenly aware of how musky they smell. I feel the sudden urge to lick them and taste their seed.

  This thought doesn’t last long because Cole starts to move in and out, his body rubbing against my bud and making my senses even more susceptible to all kinds of provocation.

  They move alternatively, occasionally I feel their cocks touch through the walls, but most of the time their rhythm is in sync. While one moves back, the other push further inside, which only makes my sensors go off everywhere. There isn’t any rest. And I’m not looking for one.

  They want me so much. Fuck. They really do.

  I’m in a daze, my eyes stare blankly at Cole as he draws near to kiss me. We kiss roughly, our passions communicate with our tongues. I bite his lower lip and pull it a little.

  “Fuck me senseless, you two.” I plead with my eyes, my voice threatening to crack from so much pleasure, “Fuck me until sunrise.”

  Both of them increase their pace, they’re going to mess me up inside. I’ll never be the same again. I don’t even mind. If it was these two then who am I to complain?

  Finally, I feel the euphoria creep up on me again; it’s at the back of my head. I can sense it slowly settling in my center. Inside, I feel Evan get bigger. I don’t even know how that’s still possible.

  “Oh yeah! Oh God yes! Oh!” I scream. I don’t know how loud I’m being. At this point it feels like we’re the only people in the world. My whole body starts to quiver like a tea kettle boiling over the stove as I orgasm so much that I start squirting.

  But it’s not done yet, Evan starts to jerk, and then it comes. I feel him shoot his load inside me.

  When he pulls out his still stiff cock, ropes of semen stick onto it from my ass. Cole doesn’t care that I’m squirting on his cock. He continues grinding his hips. I want to tell him to stop because I just came, but my mind feels numb and I can’t find my voice.

  He pauses for a moment and puts me down. Then he turns me around and takes me from behind. I gasp as he enters me again, I can never get used to the size. They’re massive and delicious. I can’t have enough of them.

  Cole goes even deeper, every time he thrusts, I feel his balls slapping my ass cheeks. He’s so deep inside me that a part of me fears he might push himself into my womb. Evan stands in front of me, my eyes gaze onto his dick, watching the veins throb. I can’t stand it. I reach my hand out and pull him closer by the waist, when he’s close enough, I take his length and start sucking on it. He doesn’t hesitate and grabs my hair.

  Soon, we reach a fast-paced tempo. Cole is filling me up with every inch of his long cock while I bob my head as Evan’s dick touches the back of my throat. I begin humming to add to the euphoria Evan might be having. My hands are on his hips as he moves back and forth and I start to feel naughtier.

  I let my hand trail off and touch his rim. He buckles up a bit and when I look up I’m satisfied to see that he looks like he’s enjoying it.

  My finger pokes his sphincter and he spasms. He’s gotten bigger as I continued bobbing my head. I stop playing with his anus and instead I start stroking his massive erection while flicking my tongue over the tip. All the while Cole has changed his overall rhythm and has now adopted a slower pace. Still, he focuses on hitting my most sensitive spot, which makes it harder for me to focus on rubbing Evan’s cock.

  I start squealing in delight when I feel Cole get bigger and he starts to move more rapidly. The sudden change surprises Evan and he’s caught off-guard. I can feel his manhood throb in my mouth as he gets closer to coming.

  I close my eyes when he pulls me closer and releases his seed deep into my throat. Ripples rock throughout my body as I’m overcome by the fervor. A sound rises from within me; it feels like it came from the back of my throat. A low growl-like moan. Even I’m not sure exactly what I said.

  Meanwhile Cole, on the other end, pulls out his penis just before he comes and ejaculates onto my back. My body jerks involuntarily at the sensation. He nestles his cock on my ass when he finishes. But I can feel it and it doesn’t seem like he’s going to be done any time soon. Evan is the same. Even after all that, his rod is still as stiff as when we began.

  Without resting, Cole sweeps me off my feet and brings me to the bedroom. Evan follows closely behind. He throws me onto the bed and I catch a glimpse of my expression on their dark windows. I realize that I’m looking at them with a salacious expression. I hadn’t even noticed that I had such a slutty look.

  What time is it? It’s really dark out. Is it past midnight?

  “Are you guys tired?” I press my breasts together in an attempt to seduce them, Cole’s eye twitches for a moment.

  “You’ve gotten too naughty, Willow.” He pins me down, his blue eyes make me feel like I’m being hypnotized.

  Evan walks to the side of the bed, his chiselled abs distract me for a moment before I put together what he’s saying, “We’re far from over.”

  I hold his burning shaft and stroke it, my grip tight. Cole still hadn’t had enough of my body, I love it. He treats every time we make love like it’s the first time, he starts off slow and then it just keeps getting better from there on out. I don’t think I’ll ever tire of them too. The last thing I remember clearly is Cole and Evan telling me they loved me in chorus.

  From that moment onward, it was a blur. I couldn’t keep count of how many times I came. All I know is that by the end of it all, I seemed to have been bathed in semen.

  I lay flat on my belly. The mattress no longer damp from our bodily fluids. We must have been such a mess last night.

  My hand searches the bed blindly since my eyes still hasn’t fully adjusted to the sunlight. Evan is beside me, his dark hair tousled in almost wild curls. But Cole is no longer in bed, and since I can detect a slight hint of coffee in the air, it means that he’s been up for at least an hour. He doesn’t make coffee until he’s checked his e-mails but he doesn’t reply to them until after he’s had breakfast. It’s like a ritual he does.

  A smile sneaks on my lips as I find solace in the fact that I’ve spent so much time with them that I know even the small things. Like how Evan has more moles on his body than Cole does, and how he says he likes his coffee black, but would wince when he drank them.

  And how Cole would always say things don’t bother him but his brows involuntarily furrow towards each other ever so slightly.

  If I had told my best friend back in Missouri that I would fall in love with twins and that they’d fall for me too, she would have laughed at me and called me crazy. Yet here I am. Unable to decide.

  I don’t think I have to. In fact, I don’t think they want me to decide between them.

  Right now, as streaks of sunlight slip into the room through the breaks in between curtains, I feel the most peaceful I’ve been my whole life. It’s not the calm before the storm because I’ve survived the hurricanes.

  It just...is. It’s peace and serenity.

  I never hoped I would find it when I pursued my dream. All I ever hoped for was a chance to get somewhere and be able to do what I love. And the world gave me more.

  They gave me two amazing guys to love. Guys, who might look identical, but have so much more to their individuality than you’d think.

  I watch as Evan’s eyes flutter open and meet mine, not a moment passes before he smiles at me.

  “Good morning, beautiful.” He mumbles groggily.

  Brushing the locks of hair near his eyes, I kiss his forehead and say, “Good morning.”

  “Hey. You guys are up.” Cole peeks through the doorway, two cups of coffee in his hand. He makes his way to where I am and hands me a one of them, placing the other one on the nightstand on Evan’s side, “I already asked them to
bring up breakfast, and that was a few minutes ago so it’ll be here shortly.” He pauses for a moment then after patting my hair down, he adds, “You look amazing.”

  My heart squeezes, I’m still in disbelief. How lucky am I? Seriously, how lucky am I to have these two in my life?

  Taking a sip of the coffee, I muster up all the courage I can. I put the cup down on the nightstand close to me. After I breathe in deeply, I look at them both and I’m beaming with happiness.

  “You guys are all I’ll ever want and all I ever needed.” I try to take in how godlike they look at this very moment. With none of the fancy clothes and the styled hair. No pretenses. They look so content with life. And I never thought I’d feel the same way.

  My heart finally steadies, I hold their hands.

  “Thank you both for everything and...I love you.”

  Bossy Brokers

  An MFM Billionaire Romance

  By Mia Mills

  Copyright 2018 by Orion Press Group

  All rights reserved

  This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or persons is entirely coincidental. This work intended for adults only.

  Addie

  So yeah, this is it, the moment of my own becoming.

  I’ve been thinking about it a lot, since last night. Today is my first art showing on a real gallery. I couldn’t believe that I’ll be reaching this point of my life. And when I look up to that plastered blow up of my name in there: “Addie Briggs: Celebration of Art and Life,” it feels accomplishing for a woman like me, full of hopes and dreams.

  So this is what perseverance and determination feels like. I didn’t even realize, not until now, that all the things that I’ve been through, have been leading me all the way here. It sounds so dramatic, yeah I know, but honestly I just can’t keep this feeling for myself.