No sooner had I gotten warmed up did the door to the lodge fly open again, a tall, bundled figure appearing on the other side of it.
I didn't need to see his icy gaze to know it was him. It was Liam.
"It took you long enough," I said, pushing the quilt off of me as I stood up. I was incredibly aware at how very little I was suddenly wearing.
"I apologize if I kept you waiting," he replied, stripping himself of his wet clothes. It only took a few strides of his long legs before he was standing right in front of me, his hand tilting my chin up. "I've been waiting long enough as it is."
I moaned into his mouth as he kissed me, his hands tangling in my damp locks of hair. He leaned me back until we were both lying on the bearskin rug, the fur warm against my skin.
"Tell me, Aly," he muttered against the hollow of my throat, his voice husky. "Tell me what you want."
"I want you!" I cried out, rolling my hips against his.
"And what do you want me to do?" His bulging cock pressed firmly against my thigh.
"Fuck me, Liam. Please!"
We were suddenly naked, without a stitch of clothing separating us. I could feel the soft warmth of Liam's rigid cock sliding between my legs as he threw them both over his shoulders.
The round, thick mushroomed head of his cock was sliding around my aching hole, and as Liam slowly pushed himself inside, one agonizing inch at a time, my fingernails dug into the rug.
The groan that rose up the back of his throat made me delirious—I was what brought that on! He wanted me, right here, right now, in the middle of a God damn blizzard! I'd never felt more turned on in my life.
"Oh, Aly, baby. You feel like fucking heaven. Jesus, you're tight," he groaned again, burying himself all the way inside of me to the hilt. I gasped as my pussy took a moment to recover from being penetrated by such a large dick. My walls clenched around him, getting used to how full I felt. It was pure bliss.
Liam leaned back, his hands grasped firmly on my hipbones as he rocked into me, slowly at first. My round breasts bounced wildly of their own accord with each thrust. I pinched and pulled at my nipples, feeling like a queen being worshipped in the best kind of way.
"Yes!" I whispered when Liam picked my lower half up, slamming even deeper home. "Right there!"
At the new angle, the friction from his cock against my g-spot was creating the most delicious buildup inside my belly. My breath grew ragged as he began to fuck me even harder, his heavy balls slapping ruthlessly against my round behind. I let out a long wail when Liam reached between us and rubbed his thumb gently around my aching clit.
Everything in me seized up, my lust boiling over as I shrieked, "Oh fuck yes, yes, yes, yes!" I tried to shove myself down onto Liam, meeting him thrust for thrust as stars exploded behind my vision, my eyes fluttering as I came.
"Shit, I'm going to come inside you, Aly. Take it, baby. Take it all!" With one final thrust, Liam shot his load deep within my pussy, and I squeezed his thick cock with my inner walls, milking him until he shuddered against me, completely spent…
Chapter 6
ALY
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A gleaming white private jet waited for us on the tarmac as my sister, my mother, and I walked quickly behind the Satterwhites to their plane. And I thought the Banks family had money to burn…
"Here you are, ladies, why don't you go ahead first?" Randy called out to us over the roar of the jet engines, his arm linked with my mother's. "I want to speak with the captain first before we take off."
Sage and I made our way up the flight of steps, and I grinned as I stepped inside, unable to help myself. "Holy shit."
Sage playfully smacked me as she followed behind, her eyes wide as saucers. "I've always wanted to fly in one of these things," she said, her voice hoarse.
Once we were settled in our seats, Liam boarded the plane too, his dark jacket clinging to him in all the right places. I quickly averted my eyes, striking up a conversation with my sister, even though she was obviously occupied with her phone. "So what do you say we hit the slopes once we get there? It's been forever since we've been skiing together."
Sage peered up at me over her phone. "I don't know, Aly. Maybe."
I quirked a brow at her. "Maybe?"
As if she was totally ignoring me questioning her, she leaned forward and squeezed me, her arms wrapped tightly around my shoulders as she held her phone out in front of us, the camera flipped on. "Come on, smile for me."
Begrudgingly, I put on a smile for her just in time for her to press the button on her phone. "You're a brat," I muttered to her through my teeth.
When she was finished, Sage dropped her arm and added a quick caption to her Instagram story, flipping it toward me so I could watch it. My slightly reluctant smile wasn't exactly doing me justice.
Blowing some hair out of my face, I sneaked a glance over at Liam, who was busy pouring himself a glass of what looked to be whiskey. I didn't like judging people too quickly, but it seemed to me that Liam was a fan of alcohol. And coming from a sommelier's daughter, that was saying something.
My sister leaned back up against me, whispering into my ear, "See, I told you they're super wealthy."
I shrugged. "Money isn't everything." If it was, I'd be getting married to Josh Banks and living what I knew would be a miserable and uneventful life.
Sage coughed hard into her hand, trying to clear her throat. "Ugh, I think I'm coming down with something," she muttered, pulling her cardigan tighter around her. "I'm freezing."
Finally, Mom and Randy boarded the plane, and Mom sat down on the other side of Sage, playing with her hair. "Are you feeling okay, sweetie?" she asked, concern in her eyes. "You look a little pale."
Pitifully groaning to herself, Sage coughed again. "I don't know, not really. Do you have anything I can take? Like for a cold?"
Mom hopped right up. "I think I might have something in my purse. If not, I'm sure they have a first aid kit on board somewhere. Let me go get Randy real quick."
Leave it to Mom to get all bent out of shape over her baby girl being sick. If it were me, she'd probably be rolling her eyes, telling me to get over it already. I scooted a little ways away from Sage, just in case.
But the medicine Mom produced from Randy's stock somewhere didn't seem to be helping that much, and Sage’s cold seemed to be growing worse by the hour. I felt bad for her, knowing how much she was looking forward to this trip, and wished she would just feel better already.
And okay… Maybe a small, selfish part of me hoped that I wouldn't be left alone to entertain myself while my sister was laid up on a couch somewhere. Especially with Liam Satterwhite skulking around, constantly shooting me devious grins. I made a point not to even look in his direction the whole plane ride.
After what seemed like forever, the captain announced over the intercom that we were closing in on the airport and that we needed to buckle back up. Mom, hugging Sage to her chest as she snoozed on, winked at me over Sage’s head.
I looked out the window, tickled to see such a difference in the terrain. The view as we crossed into Vail was gorgeous—snow-capped mountains shining brightly in the early afternoon sun on either side of us. I could see a resort in the distance, but we were staying at the Satterwhite's family winter home instead, and I was curious to see just how the Satterwhites lived in the winter.
Once we had pulled up alongside a gorgeous and huge ski chalet-styled home, Liam led the way as we all emerged from the car, Sage sneezing uncontrollably into a tissue. The house was immaculate against the deep set woods behind it, looking as though it was straight out of one of those old lifestyles of the rich and famous episodes on TV. I guess technically, it sort of was.
It didn't take long for me to settle into the gorgeous room I had been given for the weekend, and part of me actually wanted to do some further investigating the house, even if only just to get a quick tour, but the slopes were calling my name.
Thanks to the Satterwhites having
an abundance of skiing gear, I was easily able to find skis and gear that fit me, and grabbed everything just in time to meet my mom and Randy at the front door, giggling to one another.
"All ready, Aly?" Randy asked me, flipping his sunglasses down to look at me.
"Absolutely. Can't wait! Gosh, it's been so long since I've been out here."
Behind us was my sister, wheezing it up on one of the sectional couches in the open family room area. "This sucks," Sage grumbled.
My mom frowned at her. "I feel utterly terrible about this, Sagey. I wish there was something I could do to make you feel better. Would you prefer if maybe I stayed here with you to keep you company?" she asked, ignoring the funny look from Randy.
But my sister just waved us on. "It's fine, don't worry about me. I don't want to burst everyone's bubble. After all we did come here to have fun, right? Go on ahead without me. Seriously."
My mom nodded, and I gave my sister a quick air kiss before following them out the door. And of course, because my curiosity always got the better of me, I looked around, wondering if maybe Liam wasn't going to be coming along with us.
As if on cue, Liam came striding down from the opposite end of the house, around the corner, with a pair of newly polished skis and poles in his arms. "All set here."
Randy adjusted his sunglasses and gave Liam a thumbs up before smiling. "Excellent! Let's get to it then, shall we?"