Page 49 of Billionaire's Fantasy
She grabs her key and then walks off in the opposite direction.
Just before she takes a corner, she turns to me. “See you at eight for some time on the slopes.”
“Yes. See you tomorrow,” I tell her, then, grinning, I take the elevator to my room.
I step into the hotel room suite and my jaw drops as I take in the beautiful view outside the floor-to-ceiling windows. The mountains are breathtaking, and the room exudes both elegance and warmth. Despite the chill outside, I feel as cozy as a bear in hibernation.
The decor is fancy, but in a good way that even I can appreciate. The fireplace in the corner provides serious warmth, and there are plenty of comfy spots to sit and relax. I sink into one of the armchairs, taking in the fresh mountain air wafting in through the open balcony door.
The bedroom is next level, with a king-sized bed that looks like it’s just begging to be slept in. The sheets are soft as a cloud, and there’s a warm, fuzzy blanket at the foot of the bed. The dim and romantic lighting makes me feel a little giddy.
I wish I could be sharing this room with her.
Thoughts of her slipping into my room back before I screwed up bombard me. Her eyes, her legs, her smile, her hair, her mouth, everything is perfect.
I have to shake my head to clear the thoughts from my head,
In the bathroom, the amenities are top-notch. The fluffy towels feel like they’re giving me a big hug, and the heated floors make my toes tingle. The massive bathtub is just calling my name, and I can already imagine myself soaking in the tub and staring out at the stunning mountain view.
I take my phone and snap a picture of it, then before overthinking it, I immediately forward it to Amber. She responds with one word:WOW!But unlike the past few days of complete and utter silence, this stilted conversation is something I can live with. It is better than nothing.
I order a medium rare steak and sweet potato fries and a mug of hot chocolate and while I wait for the delivery, I jump into the bathroom and take a quick, hot shower, then change into a clean pair of sweats.
By the time I am finally done eating dinner and replying to all my work emails, it is way past midnight. I set my alarm for early the next morning, tuck myself into the warm and fluffy bed and immediately nod off.
***
She’s the definition of a blonde bombshell with her tousled hair falling in waves around her face, and her striking green eyes practically sparkling as she looks at me.
We are in a cozy cabin by a river, and I can hear the sound of the water lapping against the shore in the background. Amber is wearing a soft, white lace nightie, and it’s clear that she’s not wearing anything else underneath.
I reach out to her, and she leans in close to me, whispering in my ear, “I’ve been thinking about you all day, Jackson.”
My heart is racing as she kisses me, and I can feel the heat between us intensifying. She trails kisses down my neck, and I groan in desire, running my hands through her hair.
“You’re so beautiful,” I whisper, and she giggles softly.
“Tell me what you want, Jackson,” she murmurs, and I can barely control myself.
“I want you,” I breathe, and she kisses me hungrily, our tongues tangling together. She tastes just as fucking good as she did the last time.
We move to the bed, and I can feel the soft sheets beneath us as we continue to explore each other’s bodies. I caress her curves, and she moans, her nails raking down my back.
“You’re driving me crazy,” she gasps, and I can’t help but smile at her.
“I want to make you feel good. I want to make you feel so good,” I tell her, and she nods eagerly.
I move down her body, kissing every inch of her skin until I reach her wet center. I can hear her moaning as I explore her with my tongue, and I feel a surge of satisfaction at being able to make her feel this way.
She arches her back, her fingers tangling in my hair as she cries out my name. “Jackson,” she moans. “Don’t stop.”
I continue to please her until she’s shaking with pleasure, and then she pulls me up to her, kissing me deeply.
“Your turn,” she whispers, and I know exactly what she means.
We make love passionately, and I feel like I’m on top of the world. I can’t get enough of her, and I never want this to end.
As we finish, she snuggles up against me, and I wrap my arms around her, holding her close.
