Collin took her by the hand and led her toward the door. Bre wasn’t certain what part of the mansion they were in, but she had the feeling they were near the grand foyer that connected each of the wings. The door and its surrounding mantel were made of deep, dark wood that contrasted sharply with the lighter colors found in the hallways.

They pushed their way into a dimly lit room. When she was finally inside, Bre instantly fell in love with its ambiance. For lack of a better way to describe it, they were in a billionaire’s version of a man cave. And it was just as incredible as Bre had ever hoped it could be.

Two billiards tables sat in the center of the nearest half of the room with balls perfectly racked on them. Screens flickered on the vintage arcade game consoles sitting side by side on the two walls nearest the tables. Farther into the room were two gigantic leather couches that faced the largest LCD television that she had ever seen. A wet bar sat in the corner nearest the LCD and every single available spot on the walls was filled with various sports jerseys and memorabilia.

This was instantly Bre’s favorite room in the entire mansion. She imagined her dad in here on a Sunday afternoon, watching the Bills play. Although, she doubted Logan stocked something like Milwaukee’s Best—or Beast, as her dad always called it.

“I think I’m coming around on your boss,” Bre said.

“Is that so?”

“He’s definitely got too much money, but I’m starting to think he actually knows what to do with it.”

“Logan is a man of many interests,” Collin said. “But everything comes secondary to work.”

Bre ran her finger along one of the pool tables. There was a subtle abrasiveness to the felt top. It felt fresh and new—like everything in this place. She spun around and leaned her butt against the table as she faced Collin.

“Is that what you focus on, too? Work?”

He stepped in close and pressed up against her. Bre parted her legs and let him settle between them.

“Right now, the only thing I’m focused on is you.”

“Good answer.”

In the next moment they were a mess of lips, tongues, hands and limbs as their bodies intertwined with each other in a passionate dance. Bre’s legs spread even wider as Collin’s hips dug between them. His bulge was returning, strong and fierce, and her body desperately wanted him inside of her again.

She’d just had him. Less than an hour ago. How could he still turn her on so easily? Why did it feel like her body couldn’t get enough of him?

She shouldn’t be complaining. It was basically impossible to find a man with this kind of endurance. If she ever changed her mind and actually wanted a serious relationship it would have to be with a man who could keep up with her. Otherwise, she’d probably end up being one of those women that got some dick on the side… and that just seemed so tacky.

Collin’s hands wrapped around her back before splitting in opposite directions. One hand slid toward her ass while the other glided up her back until his fingers laced through her short, brown hair. Tingling sensations centralized between her legs as she felt her wetness expand and grow.

Bre let out a whimper as the fingers in her hair clenched together, pulling her head back and exposing her neck. Collin’s delicious lips kissed her cheek, and then her chin, and then lower. His tongue traced a line downward until it reached her collarbone. Sensations crashed through her and she could feel her nipples harden in anticipation of what he might do to them.

Bre let out another moan as Collin’s hand pressed firmly into her lower back. His hands worked together to arch her back, thrusting her chest forward, putting her on full display for his pleasure.

There was just no shortage to what he could do to turn her on. It was like he could read her body and know exactly what it needed at every moment. He’d been telling the truth when he’d said he could get her off whenever he wanted. And she got the feeling that he was going to try to prove it again.

Collin’s lips worked their way even lower before Bre came to her senses and pushed him back. He studied her, surprised. It was time for her to take back some control and tell him exactly what was going to happen.

“Take off your shorts and climb up here,” she said, sliding forward until her feet touched the ground. When he gave her a confused look, she added, “Now.”

“So I’m just supposed to respond to your every command?” he asked, cocking an eyebrow.

“I’m glad you’re catching on.”

“What if I don’t feel like getting on the table?”

“You will.”

He smiled. This was obviously amusing him.

“What makes you so sure?”

“Because it’s the only way you’re going to find out what it feels like when I fuck your dick off on top of a pool table.”

That definitely got his attention.

“You’re making some good points,” Collin agreed.

She bit her lips and looked him up and down.

“So what’s it going to be?”

He didn’t linger long before unbuttoning his shorts and pulling them to the ground. Collin stepped out of them as he hopped onto the pool table and laid back. His cock was hard as a rock and sticking straight up. Bre eyed it, hungrily.

Without even thinking about it she almost took him in her mouth again—he just looked so delicious! She caught herself at the last moment. She was already wet enough. He didn’t need any extra lubrication.

Bre unhooked her shorts and quickly slid them to the floor. She climbed onto the pool table and straddled him, taking a moment to enjoy the look on his face as she slid her soaked folds over the length of his shaft.

“There you go teasing me again,” he said, still grinning.

“I like keeping you on your toes.”

“I’m a lot more fun when I’m on my back…”

The grin on Bre’s face widened. This was going to be a good time. She’d never fucked someone on a pool table, and she had the distinct feeling that Collin was going to make it especially memorable.

She reached down and took hold of his cock. She was so wet it didn’t take much effort for him to penetrate her. Bre breathed in, deeply, as she sunk herself lower and lower. Collin’s strong hands held her hips and guided her all the way down. He wiggled back and forth ever so slightly as he sheathed himself fully inside of her.

Bre didn’t let out the breath until her ass cheeks were resting on Collin’s thighs. She squeezed her core around him as tightly as possible, and didn’t move an inch until she could almost feel him quivering inside of her. She wanted to make this moment last as long as possible. She wanted to take it all in.

Having this much control over someone was a rush. Being able to call all the shots meant she could tease Collin for as long as she wanted. And there wasn’t a thing he could do about it. Bre liked being in charge.

Of course, she also liked getting bent over a table and fucked from behind, too. She was a woman with many interests.

Bre swirled her hips slowly. Excitement seized her chest when Collin’s eyes rolled backwards. She swirled again, harder this time. Collin’s head tilted back and he bit his lip. He looked like he was in his own world of pleasure and ecstasy.

It drove her absolutely wild to see him like that, but she couldn’t hold out forever. She needed to get hers too and she wanted nothing more than to ride his cock harder than it had ever been ridden before.

Bre bounced on his cock a single time, letting her full weight come down on it. The thrust was so strong it forced the racked billiard balls to shift and separate. Collin’s breath got heavier, encouraging her to keep going. She did it again, her heart pounding even harder when she came down. With every thrust, Collin looked like he was getting more and more into it. And it was beginning to drive Bre wild.

He hasn’t seen anything yet…

Bre gave it her all. Her hips rose and fell in quick succession as she started working his cock as hard as she could. Each time his length slid in and out of her was bliss. Like she was getting filled with the exact thing she needed. With the exact thing they both needed. It was remarkable, but she’d never felt so alive with a man inside of her as she did with Collin.

It wasn’t long before they were both breathing hard, working themselves into a frenzy. Collin’s hands gripped her tiny waist and squeezed as he took control of her. With each bounce he pulled, forcing her down onto his cock. He might have been on the bottom, but he was definitely fucking her every bit as much as she was fucking him. Some other time she might have been offended that he wasn’t letting her lead the way, but it felt so damned good that she didn’t care.

She could feel him coming to the very edge. His cock and balls tightened and she wanted to feel him finish inside of her. Collin tried to roll her off of him, but she shifted her weight and kept him pinned—that weekly krav maga class was finally paying off. He gave her a panicked look, and she could only imagine what was going through his mind.

“Come inside of me,” Bre said.

“Are you sure?”

She nodded.

“I want to feel you.”

She didn’t wait for him to give a response before she leaned back and pressed her hands into the table’s side rail. Her full body was on display for him, and she knew he was drinking all of her in. His thrusts came faster. Harder. He was so close.

Bre twitched her hips from side to side, and then front to back, working him with everything she had. When she could tell he was on the very brink, she arched her back even higher while squeezing her insides with every ounce of strength she could muster.

Her core put a death grip on Collin’s cock while she kept working him. There was no way he was going to stand up to that punishment.

Collin let out a loud gasp as his body went rigid.

“That’s it,” she cooed. “Come for me.”

He unloaded inside of her, flooding her depths with steamy warmth. Her hips gyrated until his cock stopped twitching.

That was the fourth time in under twenty-four hours that Collin had come for her. It was magical. How long was he going to be able to keep it up?