Single Dad's Spring Break: A Billionaire's Second Chance Romance

My eyes rolled back and I met my end, pleasure crashing over me as lightning pierced the sky. Kevin dropped down and wrapped his lips around my engorged nipple, sucking it as hard as he could. My pussy milked his cock, pulling him deeper into me as his body stilled. He filled me to the brim before he shot fluids from between my thighs as a light sheen of sweat covered my skin.

I ran my hands through his hair, my body shaking with the residual embers of my lustful flames.

Kevin was panting, gasping for air. His back was shaking as he pulled out of my body. He collapsed on top of me, his face buried in my tits as my fingers continued to run through his hair.

I felt him nuzzle into me as I spread my legs wider to accommodate his broad form.

The lightning and the thunder lulled me to sleep as Kevin’s breathing began to even out. I knew I needed to get back to my bed, to get back to the guest quarters of the house. But it felt too good to be cloaked by him, to be touched by him, pleasured by him, and exhausted—because of him.

I turned my head and looked out the window, taking in the fury of the storm one last time.

Then I closed my eyes, my hands still tangled in the hair of the man who embodied every principle of a raging storm.

Maybe that was why he enjoyed them so much.

Because he felt a kindred spirit with the uncontrollable strength.

CHAPTER 13

KEVIN

I drew in a deep breath as the smell of the ripe ocean air filtered through the house. I felt something stir beside me and it caused my eyes to pop open. There she was, with her hair spilling over the pillow and her curves glowing in the morning Caribbean sun, her leg shoved between mine.

I couldn’t believe it, but she was there, in my bed, curled against me. My arm was draped over her and her leg was tangled up in mine. Her back rose and fell with the deep breaths of her comfortable slumber and I was able to press morning kisses to the bare skin of her shoulder. I watched goosebumps erupt on her body, an involuntary reaction to a sensation her skin wanted more of. I planted kiss after kiss on her bare body. I placed a kiss at the nape of her neck.

That one made her moan, so I placed another kiss there for good measure.

It felt so nice to have a woman in my bed, to be wrapped up in her and have her curves fitting nicely against me. She molded to me. She pressed her ass into my cock. She sighed and turned over, her beautiful breasts falling against her body as she slipped her leg idly back between mine.

She gravitated toward me, even in her sleep.

I brushed some hair away from her face and tucked it behind her ear. Brooke was a beautiful creature to behold. I looked down at her puckered nipples and felt my cock stir. The memories of the night before came rushing back to me as her womanly scent drifted towards my nostrils.

She had been perfect. She tasted like the ocean and the wine she had been drinking all through dinner. The fiery passion I had felt for her the night before caused my cock to swell. I felt my veins thrumming with want as I looked at her sleeping form. The sheet was falling away from her body, revealing her soft curves and the valleys of her body I hadn’t yet kissed. I ran my hand along the dip in her waist, watching as yet more goosebumps puckered against her skin.

I had to get away from her if I was going to keep a handle on my urges.

Just the thought of the night before had my cock standing at attention, leaking with a desire to be within her. If I thought for one second she would enjoy waking up to my cock, I’d spread her legs and bury myself within her. But I had no idea if that was something she would want, and I had no way of asking.

So I was stuck breathing deeply on the edge of the bed as I sat up.

“Kevin?”

Hearing her voice filled with sleep sent a shiver up my spine.

“Morning,” I said, as I looked back at her. “How did you sleep?”

“Really well, considering I accidentally fell asleep here.”

“Accident or not, I’m glad you did.”

“You are?” she asked.

“It was nice waking up to you. It always was.”

Her eyes fluttered open and caught mine. They were clouded with sleep, but I could tell she was processing my words. It was the truth. Even though we had only spent three months together, the times I had woken up next to her were wonderful. I had fallen for her all those years ago, but the timing had been terrible and my actions were inexcusable. She demanded more because she knew she deserved more, and I couldn’t cater to a woman like that and build the company I wanted.

“I really need to get back to my room,” Brooke said.