Free Taken by the Trillionaires by Ella Mansfield Page B

first time had been at the pool.
    As they walked down the hall leading to his bedroom, she looked at everything on the walls and in the rooms they passed. He had a huge room that had been fashioned with every type of workout equipment available. She didn’t even know what half the things in the room did. On the wall were different basketball jerseys. She assumed most were his, but there was one that proclaimed “Jordan 23.” She wasn’t certain who Jordan was, but she was pretty sure it wasn’t Cody.
    There were pictures all over the walls of different basketball players and various teams. She was impressed with his collection and told him so. “I love all your basketball stuff.”
    He just grunted pushing her into his bedroom. There was a basketball hoop along the side of one wall, with what looked like a scoreboard over it. He didn’t really give her time to look around, because he was busily undressing her while she inspected everything. By the time she gave him her full attention again, they were both naked, and he had scooped her up into his arms and thrown her to the middle of the bed.
    He stood beside the bed looking down at her as if he were trying to decide what to do with her. She smiled at him and stretched her arm toward him in invitation, and he crawled into the bed with her. “You like sex,” he said in his deep gravelly voice.
    She nodded slowly, not as embarrassed by that fact as she’d been at first. “I really do.”
    “That’s good.” He said nothing else as his hands went between her thighs and straight to her pussy. One hand went to work on her clit, plucking it and rubbing it between his thumb and forefinger while the first two fingers of his other hand slipped deep inside her, starting to thrust in and out.
    She moaned, arching toward him. “That feels so good,” she whimpered.
    “You want my cock?” he asked, his fingers moving faster and faster.
    “Finish me first,” she begged. “I’m so close!” Her neck was arched and her hips were up off the bed as the pressed into his hands.
    He removed his hands just as she was about to climax, kneeling between her spread thighs. He guided his long hard cock to her entrance and pushed deep inside her. As soon as he entered her she moaned, climaxing around him.
    He stayed still for a moment, enjoying the milking sensations before he started moving. His thrusts were hard and deep. She quickly became aroused again, wrapping her legs around his slender, muscular hips and met him thrust for thrust. He had propped himself up on his hands as he loomed over her, and he stared down into her wide eyes.
    He rode her through four climaxes. She was nothing but nerve endings by that point. She wasn’t sure she could do anything but feel and moan like a crazy woman. Finally, he let out a low grunt, pouring his seed into her. When he finished, he rolled to his side and pulled her against him, kissing her for the first time since he had brought her into his room.
    She kissed him back, her hands stroking his huge shoulders. His slim athletic body aroused her more than she’d imagined it could. She snuggled close, wrapping herself around him.
    He held her stroking her back and calming her as her heart beat slowed to its normal pace. “You’re a good wife.”
    She smiled, pleased that he’d praised her. “Thank you.”
    He patted her bottom. “You should wash and go see Bo. I’m sure he has your costume ready.”
    She nodded. “I’m sure he does.” She didn’t let her feelings about the odd behavior of the youngest of their group show. She needed to do some research on the different Mario characters and games, so she would be able to play along with him better. She’d meant to do that before.
    She got to her feet and wandered to the bathroom, pulling a cloth over her tender flesh. It seemed odd to know that soon she’d be wearing a long pink dress and a tiara as she pleasured yet another man. How had she managed to adapt so quickly and thoroughly