Page 24 of The Billionaire Dad


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I sit on the covered deck and watch her playing soccer with boys on the grass. She doesn’t go easy on them. Running and tackling. Sienna is a good player—and an even better coach to these little guys. She’s encouraging and doesn’t coach by yelling but by showing. They all fight to have her on their team. Andie cheers them when they score and hands out juice boxes, while Brad and I sit in the shade with a beer. It’s been a very busy day and I am glad for a few moments sitting still.

The view is stunning—the lake—but mostly her, the way her hair is messed up from running around. She has her t-shirt tied in a knot, so that her toned stomach is showing. When she runs, I get a glimpse of her long legs stretching. God, she is a temptation beyond belief. And when we are all together, especially in front of Nova, I have to restrain myself. Sienna touches my arm as she comes back up to the house.

“I am going to shower before we eat,” she says, and I want to go with her, to push her up against the wall and sink my cock into her again. But Brad cock-blocks me.

“Great, we will get the barbecue going. You girls can have tonight off.” I want to throttle him.

* * *

The last day at the lake is winding down and the sunset is a gorgeous orange haze over the water. Sienna and I are sipping cocktails Andie made. The boys are all showered and watching a Disney movie in the bunkroom. I want to savor the last bit of time we have here, away from reality. I don’t want to go to bed because when we wake up tomorrow, it is time to go home, and then we have to be normal again.

“Want to go enjoy this in the privacy of our deck, back at the room?” I ask her, needing to wrap her in my arms but afraid Nova may see us out here.

“You do,” she winks at me, “so let’s go. I think the view is better from there too.” We walk back to our side of the house, just as the sun dips down below the horizon and the dusky pink sky turns dark. My heart is thundering with anticipation of being alone with her again, waiting patiently to be out of sight before I touch her how I want to.

As soon as we are out of sight, I sidestep closer to her, and take her hand in mine. It’s silly but there’s something about the simple act of holding her hand that makes me feel like she is mine. We walk like that in silence to the deck outside our room, and once we step behind the seal privacy screen, I pull her into me and kiss her. I have waited all day to taste her lips, and it’s like I have been starved for years once I do.

We sit down on the small patio sofa that faces the water. I can feel the heat of her body as she leans into me. We don't need words. Our bodies speak for us. I run my fingers through her hair, tucking it behind her ear, and she turns her face towards me. She’s a mess after a day of rough and tumble with the kids, and her cheeks are sun kissed. Sienna is gorgeous, even when she isn’t perfectly put together. I am attracted to her.

I lean in, feeling her breath on my skin as I kiss her gently. Our lips meet, and the world falls away. I pull her close, feeling her soft curves against me, and I know that I'm in love. My hands roam over her body, exploring every inch of her. She moans softly, and I deepen the kiss, pouring all my passion into it. Trying to show her the things I have been feeling, the longing—the need—and the desperate fear of losing her.

As we break apart, I look into her eyes and see the same desire mirrored there. We don't need to speak to know that this is more than just physical. I pull her onto my lap, feeling her legs wrap around me as we continue to kiss. Her body straddling mine, her soft sundress pushes up her bare legs. Our kisses becoming more frantic, and desperate. My hands slide up under her dress, and I can feel she has nothing underneath it.

She looks into my eyes. “I think we better take this inside, before someone sees us,” she says, and without a word, I pick her up and carry her in through the open French doors. She giggles, her legs wrapping around me. She is kissing me, making it hard to see where I am going. We make it to the bed, and I cannot get that dress off her fast enough—beneath it, she is naked. Showered and smelling like vanilla after her soccer match this afternoon. I have wanted to get close to her all day, the flirty looks, and subtle touches. Sienna knows how to get me riled up.

I’m hard, and ready for her. I shove off my shorts and toss them on the floor with her discarded dress.

Sienna and I are naked on the bed, the air thick with desire. I can't take my eyes off her as she moves closer to me, her body so tempting I want to kiss every inch of her. I can feel the heat emanating from her as she presses herself against me.

Our lips meet in another passionate kiss, and I can taste her desire on my tongue. She can make me hard with just a kiss. It’s like a superpower. I run my hands over her curves, feeling her shiver at my touch. I pull her closer, reveling in the feel of her legs as she slides them up mine. Our hands roam over each other, exploring every inch, touching everywhere but where we both crave it the most.

I take her in my arms, rolling her over on the bed as I cover her body with mine. I whisper in her ear, “I have been dying to feel your hot naked body against me all day.” She moans in response, her body arching towards me. She likes it when I talk a little dirty to her. “You had nothing under that dress, to tease me. You wanted me to get you naked fast. What else do you want?” I grind my cock against her wet pussy, rubbing her sensitive clit as she tries to push up against me, desperate for more. “You want that? My cock inside you? Filling you up, you have had me hard all day.”

I slowly slide into her, taking my time to savor every inch of her tight pussy. She's beautiful, and I can't believe she's mine—for now. “Is that what you wanted?” I growl. She wraps her legs around me, pulling me deeper inside her, arching her body.

“Yes, I have wanted you all day. All I could think about was when we could be alone again,” Sienna says. “You feel so good, don’t stop. Please.” The breathless please, and her body meeting every one of my thrusts, then her sweet, sensual moans only make it harder to hold back and go slow. It’s our last night here, and I want to enjoy all of it, all of her. To make it last, I want her to come—over and over—until she can’t anymore. Then still give her more because I know I can’t get enough.

As I move inside her, kissing her, fucking her, wanting her—our passion builds until it's almost unbearable. I take her to new heights of pleasure, driving her wild with every touch. She screams my name as she reaches her climax, and I have to muffle her voice with a kiss. I follow soon after, no longer even trying to hold on. I come, filling her up. Claiming her as mine, even if it is only for now. We collapse on the bed, breathless and spent.

As we lay there, tangled in each other's arms, I know that I never want to let her go. She's the center of my attention, and I'll do anything to keep her by my side. I am going to have to find a way.

We stay up way too late, enjoying one another way too much. I love the way she responds to my touch, how she comes on my cock—no holding back. Sienna is sexy, and smart and so damn irresistible. When I hear birds chirp outside, I know that we are at the end of this adventure.

We have to sit in the car on the drive home, and pretend we weren’t up all night doing dirty things together. I have to go into the office tomorrow and act like I am not in love with my son’s nanny. I don’t want that. I want her. I want to stay here. I need the kids to beg for an extra day—a five more minutes moment. It’s selfish because it’s what I want, but damn if they ask, I will say yes.

I wake up next to Sienna, and I can't help but feel aroused by her sleeping form. I decide to wake her up in the best way possible.

Sienna nuzzles closer to me, still half asleep and I pull her hair away from her face so I can see her. The glow of the morning sun highlights her features, and I wonder how on earth I will sleep without her in my bed tonight. Kissing her cheek, I watch her eyes flutter open, and sleepy Sienna is so fucking sexy, my morning wood got woodier just seeing her smile. “Morning.” Her voice is raspy, as she stretches herself awake.

“Morning,” I say and kiss her properly.

“Is anyone else up?” she whispers, and I reply.

“I sincerely hope not because I need a little longer to wake you up properly.” I start kissing her neck softly, my lips tracing the curve of her jaw. She moans softly in her sleep, and I know I'm on the right track. I move my hand down her body, teasing her as I go. I can feel her getting wetter and wetter, and I know she's ready for me.

“I like the way you wake me up,” she says when my fingers slip between her legs, she moves them open, letting me touch her. “You better not stop until I am wide awake.” I don’t plan to stop—I never want to stop. I start to make love to her slowly, savoring every moment. I want to make this last as long as possible. She starts to wake up, and I can see the pleasure on her face as she realizes what's happening. She starts to moan louder, her body writhing beneath me.

I whisper in her ear, "You like it when I wake you up like this, don't you? You're so wet for me, Sienna. You love feeling my hard cock inside you." She feels so good, wrapped around my cock.

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