Billionaire Mountain Man

His hands rested on my ass, and he held me steady as I slid up and down his cock. I leaned back and his hand moved up my chest, stroking my breasts again.

My head fell back as I quickened my pace.

Noah’s breaths came quicker too.

I kept going until I was at the precipice.

Noah lifted my neck and brought me to him. “Come on my cock, Jess. Come now.”

He didn’t need to tell me twice. I rocked my hips over him, and within seconds my entire body exploded with pleasure.

I slowed down, but Noah held me close to hi

m, fucking me harder until he came too.

When we were finished, Noah pulled my body against him. His cock still buried deep inside of me.

A laugh bubbled from my chest, and I let it out. “I can’t believe we just did that,” I said.

Noah sat up and lifted his jacket off the sand, he shook it out and held it out to me. “Me neither.”

I slipped my arms into the sleeves. They were too big for me, but it was warm. During sex, I was so hot that I thought I’d burst into flames, but now my teeth started to chatter as the cool breeze from the ocean whipped across my sweaty skin.

I pulled the hem of my dress down to cover my bum and scooted closer to him. “I wonder what the driver thinks we’re doing.”

“I bet he doesn’t think we’re fucking on the beach.”

I tilted my head back and laughed. “No, probably not.”

“I’ll give him a good tip regardless,” he said.

I dropped my head to his shoulder, and we both looked out toward the ocean.

“I can’t believe we’re here,” he said.

“You do remember paying for the plane tickets, right?” I asked with a smirk.

“I mean, here,” he said, touching my hand. “You’ve been so good for Gina. I can’t believe that fate brought us together.”

“I know.”

He turned to me and held my hands between us. “And you’ve been good for me too.”

I leaned forward and kissed him, telling him that I felt the exact same way without so many words.

Chapter Twenty-Five

Noah

The next morning, I woke up early. Jess was still asleep next to me. Memories from the night before flooded my brain. Jess’s soft, silky skin felt good under my fingers as we made love on the beach. That had been something unexpected for me. I had so much more to learn about Jess. Her wild side had contrasted with her sweet self a few times since I knew her, especially when it came to our sexual encounters. I’d never felt so passionate around anyone, not even Wendy. I loved Wendy, but Jess was different. She was perfect for me at this time in my life. Being with her made our little family complete.

I watched Jess gently breathe in and out for several minutes before I slipped out of bed. I quietly put on pants and a shirt and headed out into the hallway. I started the coffee and was surprised that Chloe was still asleep. Though knowing Gina, the older woman was probably exhausted after spending the entire night with a chocolate-fueled three-year-old.

I checked the refrigerator for milk when an idea came into my mind. Since Chloe was a bad flier—something she informed us about on the ride home from the airport—she most likely wasn’t going to visit us anytime soon. So, to thank her for her hospitality toward me and Gina, I decided to make everyone an American breakfast as a slight gesture for everything she’d done for us this trip.

I just started cracking the eggs before I heard a door open behind me. I glanced over my shoulder to see Gina coming into the kitchen.

“Morning, Daddy,” she said, rubbing her eyes. “I didn’t hear you leave the room.”