Page 68 of Billionaire Retreat

“Can you come lie next to me? I mean, just for a little bit.”

He paused. “You sure about that?” It was a loaded question, but I chose to pretend it wasn’t. I couldn’t see his expression in the shadows, but I knew what he was actually asking. And I knew without a doubt what my answer was.

“Yeah, I’m sure.”

He came over slowly and slid his shoes off and he lay down next to me. We didn’t touch, we just lay there in the dark next to each other.

“Did you have a good nap?” he asked, finally breaking the silence.

“Yeah, it was exactly what I needed. Did you finish cooking dinner?”

“Hours ago,” he said.

“And Sadie didn’t wake up at all?”

“She was up for a few minutes. She went to the bathroom and wanted some orange juice, but then went right back to bed.”

“That cold kicked her butt. She’s still exhausted. Poor thing.”

“She’ll be fine. She’s a fighter like her mother.”

I smiled and shifted a little closer to him, trying to see his face in the poorly lit room.

“Sorry, we slept through Thanksgiving...”

“No biggie.”

He shifted a little in the bed as well and then brought his hand up to hold my own. We lay like that holding hands not saying a word. His face was only inches from my own and I could easily take a breath and breathe in the scent of him.

He slowly removed his hand from mine and brought it up to my face. He trailed the palm of his hand across my cheek, cupping it gently before letting go. He stroked my hair, lightly playing with the strands that randomly fell across my face and pushing the bangs that rested on my forehead away from my eyes. His hand was warm, and I sighed enjoying the feel of his soft touch. His touch was easy and familiar. And I realized how much I missed the easy intimacy between us.

I made the first move, leaning forward and gently resting my lips against his. He hesitated but he let me kiss him. I kept the kiss brief, not wanting to be greedy, but one wasn’t enough. I had to kiss him again and this time there was no hesitation as his warms lips met my own. As the kiss became deeper, he took my hand again and held it. And we lay like that kissing each other, slowly, not rushing, as if we had all the time in the world to lie there and kiss our troubles away.

I finally pulled back and slowly sat up. I began to remove my clothes until I was completely naked.

“Are you sure about this?” he whispered, as I unzipped his pants, freeing his already erect penis.

“Yes,” I said simply, before sliding his length into my mouth.

He moaned and thrust his hips up slowly, moving in and out of my mouth. With each of his movements, I sucked and licked the tip of his cock, using my hands to also pleasure him, stroking him up and down.

“Nina,” he gasped, and I shushed him, not wanting to take the chance that we would wake Sadie.

I released him from my mouth and climbed on top of him, straddling his thighs. I placed my hands on his hard chest and slowly lowered myself onto his straining member. It was gradual because I was tight and he was bigger than I remembered. He felt amazing as my wet lips fully enveloped him, growing wetter as he filled me, inch by glorious inch.

And when he was fully inside, I began to rock my hips, riding him slowly at first before picking up the pace as he stroked my back, my arms, my neck, and hair.

His soft touches electrified my body. Everywhere he touched me was like an erogenous zone and I found myself coming, taking him with me as the pleasure became too much to bear and my whole body shook, trying to adjust to the waves of pleasure that overtook it. I collapsed against his chest, gasping his name.

He came then, bucking into me, pressing my hips down, pushing even deeper into me than before and then I felt his warmth spill into me as he quietly whispered my name.

I didn’t want to get off him, but I wanted him to be comfortable.

I went to crawl off, when he said, “No, stay. Just let me hold you.”

I didn’t protest. Instead I stayed right there... resting with him still buried deep inside me. He continued to stroke my back and I don’t know how long it was before I drifted off. I only knew that I was still wet when I woke again, and he was stiffening inside me.

We made love again slowly, not rushing. Afterward, I fell asleep one last time on top of him, nestled against his chest.