Holidays with the Billionaire

Chapter 17

Kelton

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S he has no idea how fucking hungry I am. All I want is to devour her pussy and feast on her tits. But, for the sake of taking things slow, I will share the chicken tacos she ordered from the kitchen.

She sets the food out on the small table of the suite and says, “Help yourself.”

“No, you first,” I reply, pointing to the food. I’d eaten a little bit at the bar earlier, some grilled chicken and broccoli rice since I was famished after the three trips down the mountain.

Adlee was so cute on that snowboard. She says she’s clumsy, and sure, I can see that, but she’s not as unathletic as she claims to be. She made it down the mountain without a scratch and went two more times after that.

We had a good time, and I was glad I sort of forced her to get out of her comfort zone to do something she’d never done before. What I didn’t like was seeing Jet Keystone sailing down the mountain after her. That fucker will never stop trying to buy me and my family out of our property here in Keystone and trying to take what’s mine. I get that his family founded the town a zillion years ago, but my family bought this large chunk of it fair and square back in the 1950s and there is no way we’re giving it up. This resort and the other investments in town are our bread and butter. Sure, I can play the stock market all day long and continue to watch my investments grow, but these properties are the equivalent of gold.

Jet Keystone can go fuck himself. Twice.

What he’ll never do is fuck Adlee. Or even look at her like that again. I watched as his gaze traveled the length of her body when he was sailing down that slope. I could tell he wanted to talk to her. That will never happen.

“You’re not hungry?” Adlee asks, breaking me out of my memories.

I shake my head. “I ate earlier at the bar. You should have joined me and you wouldn’t be so famished.”

Her eyes widen and she sets down her soft taco. “What does that mean?”

“You seem to be starving.” I shrug and jut my chin at the food. “Nothing wrong with that. Like I said, you should keep up your energy.”

That seems to placate her and she picks it up again, dipping it in sour cream and salsa. “Okay good, because I thought you were implying that I eat too much.”

I bite back a smile and lean back in the chair, loving the stormy look on her face. “You definitely don’t eat enough.”

Her face flushes, but to her credit, she doesn’t break eye contact with me. She bites into the taco and I watch as sauce drips down her chin, and I imagine it’s my cum instead. I wonder if she gives good head? Hopefully, we’ll find out tonight.

After she’s done eating, she throws away her trash and walks back over to where I now sit on the bed. I glance at the TV and back to her. “Teenage vampire shows?”

“Don’t knock it ’til you try it,” she replies.

“I’ll take your word for it,” I reply dryly.

She stands, towering over me, her hands on her hips.

I look down at her pajamas and grin. “Reindeer?”

“I was trying to be festive, and in my defense, I didn’t think you’d show up at my room.” She reaches back and pulls her hair over to the side of her shoulder, letting the dark tresses lay there.

I’ll have my fingers in her hair later.

“Do you want me to leave?” I ask.

“Do you want to leave?” she quips.

I study her for a moment, the way her bare nipples strain against the white tank top that I want to douse in water. The way her bare belly peeks out beneath it, where it barely reaches her ridiculous pajama bottoms. Her red-painted toes she’s wiggling nervously. I drag my gaze back up to her face, her pouty pink lips pursed while her green eyes stare at me with a challenge.

“Of course I don’t,” I reply. “Come here.”

She approaches me slowly and stands between my legs. I reach around and plant my hands on her ass cheeks, squeezing their luscious fullness. I love how they feel under my palms.

“I love your ass,” I whisper, looking up at her. “I want you to ride me.”

Her eyes widen momentarily and then she smiles. “Is that so?”

I nod, reaching up to tweak her hard nipple through her white tank. “Yes.”

“How bad do you want it, Mr. Fox ?” she asks, blinking long, dark lashes at me.

I see what she’s doing and I’m game.

“Very badly. As badly as I wanted you to go snowboarding with me today,” I reply honestly.

“And why did you want that so badly, Mr. Fox?” she asks.

I debate on telling her the truth, and the blood rushing to my cock has made my inhibitions lower. “Because I wanted to have you in my sight at all times.”

She cocks an eyebrow at me. “Really? Because you skied on down the slope without me, leaving me to get hit on by random men.”

I ignore the fact she called it skiing and say, “Oh yeah? By who?”

“Some cocky jerk named Jet.”

My blood heats instantly and I have to tamp down my anger that he even had the balls to introduce himself. Instead, I throw on a casual smile. “And what did Jet say to you?”

She grins down at me and thrusts her hips into my touch, her pussy inches from my face. I can tell she’s enjoying my discomfort. “Oh, nothing. Just asked my name and literally if I ‘come here often.’”

She won’t be coming anywhere except on my dick or my tongue. If Jet Keystone thinks he can get anywhere near her, he’ll be spitting out teeth by the time I’m done with him. “But you have no interest in Jet, do you?”

She slowly shakes her head, her dark hair swishing around her shoulders. “No, I don’t.”

This makes me happy. “Good, because you won’t be touching him.”

“Really?” she purrs. “Who will I be touching?”

I’ve had enough of this banter. I yank her hips down so she’s forced to sit on me. Her thick thighs wrap around my waist and I waste no time kissing her. She grinds against my straining cock and I grip her hair in the back as we make out on her bed.

“Fuck. I want you,” I murmur.

“Then take me, sir,” she whispers.

I lean back on the bed and pull my pants down. “Take those off,” I instruct of her silly pajamas.

She does as she’s told, then crawls up the bed toward me. I slide her tank off and devour her tits like I’ve been wanting to do all day and night. With her straddling me, she moans softly, her mouth dropped open as I suck, lick, and nip at her tits. I suck an erect nipple into my mouth and pull hard as she cries out, reaching down to stroke my dick with her bare hand. My eyes roll back in my head before I slide my free hand down and wiggle it around until I find her sopping wet hole. My cock slides in easily and she whimpers again, rolling her hips as she fucks me. On top. Just like I wanted.

We break the kiss and I watch as she sways her hips back and forth in time with mine, her glistening cunt sliding up and down on my hard dick that’s straining to not explode.

Reaching down, I run the tip of my finger on her hard bud, watching as she cries out at the contact. With the other hand, I tweak her nipple.

“Come for me, Adlee. Come all over my cock,” I instruct, loving the way I’m causing her so much pleasure. A tingle runs up my spine at the sight.

She rides me harder and faster, and my fingers move over her clit until she stops her bucking, crying out while her walls grip me hard. Squirts of liquid drip down my dick and dribble down my ass and it turns me on so much I instantly come, my dick spurting into her hot, wet heat as I groan hard. I’d never been so aroused by a woman in my life.

I open my eyes to see her green ones staring down at me, her chest heaving.

“Holy fuck that was intense,” she breathes before a smile takes over her face.

“I agree,” I say, reaching up to pull her down to me for a post-coital kiss. We slowly make out for a long time until I go soft inside her and she slides off me to join me on the bed. I curl her into my embrace, and when her leg drapes over mine, I close my eyes and quickly fall asleep with her safe in my arms.