Alpha Billionaire Series

HOLDEN

Makenzie looked like a woman completely satisfied. I wasn't sure she was going to move from the couch. I half expected her to curl up on her side and demand a blanket so that she could take a nap.

With a moan that had my cock throbbing even harder, she stood with a stretch. She adjusted her skirt with a wiggle and thes sashayed over to the table.

While her back was to me, I, not so effortlessly, clamored back onto the couch.

My attention was drawn back to her when the champagne cork popped, and Makenzie giggled. She sort of danced a bit as she poured champagne into the flutes, and bit into one of the strawberries. Dinner was going to be torture watching her mouth wrap around things that weren't me.

She staggered back toward me, drinks in hand.

“My legs don't seem to be working very well”

“Either do mine," I joked as I took the offered glass.

“You're still a smart a*s."

“The preferred term is charming” I looked up at her as she stood over me, her thighs pressed against mine.

I reached out and set the flute on the side table before running my hands up her legs, touching her skin.

“I was thinking” She pressed my back with a single finger against my chest. She proceeded to crawl onto my lap, straddling my hips. “Of skipping dinner and going straight for dessert.”

Her lips were cool for the chilled drink.

Itook her glass and set it next to mine. Again, she pressed me back, smoothing her hands over my chest, around the muscle of my shoulders.

I reached up her skirt again and grabbed her hips. I watched her face as she focused on the buttons of my shirt. She hummed as she undressed me. I recognized the tune, but I couldn't place it. At that moment, I wouldn't have been able to identify the Star-Spangled Banner. I had Makenzie in my lap and that's all I had attention for.

“May I2” I removed my hands from her hips and reached for her top.

She shifted her gaze from my buttons to her chest. Her lips twisted to the side, and then she looked through her lashes up a me. With what seemed complicated twisting of her arms at the moment, she crossed her arms and grabbed the hem of her skirt and pulled everything over her head.

I was breathless as she tossed her dress to the side. Her bra was black and lacy, and probably matched the panties she had tossed to the side earlier. I was a lucky man.

“I think I'd be disappointed if you didn't,” she sounded as breathless as I felt.

I cupped the side of her breasts, skimming my thumbs in circles over the shiny fabric until I felt the nubs of her nipples. Makenzie tugged on my shirt, pulling the tails from my waistband. I shifted enough to let the fabric pull free without ripping and at the same time I took advantage of the new position and wrapped my mouth over her n****e through the fabric of her bra.

She hissed and wrapped her arms around my head, holding me to her breast. She filled my mouth, and my hand as I palmed the other breast, tweaking the nipple between my fingers. She was warm and soft. Somehow, I had forgotten just how amazing it was to have Makenzie in my mouth, moaning under my fingers.

She didn't hold still. She writhed and moved, rocking her hips over mine in the most tantalizing cock tease. I could feel the heat rolling off her body. My cock strained at the fly of my pants. I wanted to strip down and continue making love to her, bu this was her game now. I followed her lead and was happy to go where she took me.

“Holden.” My name was a murmur on her lips.

She tugged at my hair until I tipped my head back. She wrapped her hands around my face and stared deep into my eyes. Did she see how beautiful she was in my eyes? Could she tell that I still felt the same way for her now as I had so many year: ago? Her eyes sparkled in the low light, and her lips were plump from earlier kisses. Hers was the face I wanted to look into for the rest of my life.

I wrapped my hand around the back of her neck and brought her lips down to mine. She kissed with enthusiasm and passion. She was almost frantic the way she sucked on my tongue, with a pulsing rhythm that matched the timing of her rocking hips.

“I need you,” she said, finally breaking the kiss.

“I'm right here baby, tell me what you need.”

“skin, I want to touch your skin"

I couldn't rip my shirt off fast enough to meet her demands. Once the dress shirt was gone, I still had to pull the tee over my head. Makenzie spread her hands out over my pecs and purred as her fingers tangled into my chest hair.

“I forgot how good your skin feels,” her words were mere whispers of breath.

She traced her fingertips down my arms, hesitating when she got to my scars. Then her touch turned curious and tender. She lifted my arm to her lips and kissed the long red marks that ran up my arm on either side.

“I'm sorry this happened to you."

“Me too, me too." I eased my arm away from her, not wanting to derail our current focus. She could ask about scars and injuries later.

I unfastened my pants and pushed them down, out of the way.

Makenzie moaned appreciatively when she gazed down at my lap. She bit her lip and looked like a hungry tiger. She could devour me any time.

“Condom?”

“Wallet, back pocket”

Without leaving my lap, she bent over, picked up my pants, and began fishing for my wallet. She handed me the wallet. I pulled out the condom and tossed the wallet to the side.

“Will you?" I asked as I handed her to the foil pack.

She ripped it open with her teeth and spit the wrapper away. Her tongue slipped between her lips as she focused on rolling the condom down my length. Between her touch on me, and the sheer sexiness of her expression, I wasn't going to last long We both let out long moans of relief when she positioned herself and sank down on me. Her depths welcomed me, and for moment cradled me in soft pressure and warmth. She started grinding. I thrust against her, and that soft pressure turned into a sucking pulsing sensation.

We moved together in a way that stole my recollection of ever having touched her before. This all felt so new, so perfect. Makenzie’s eyes went wide, and she dropped her jaw. She fought for air between whining moans. I dug my fingers into her hips and pulled her down against me with each thrust I made.

She stopped rocking as her orgasm took over. Her inner walls squeezed and released my c**k in a frenzied pace I could no longer match, triggering my 0****m. We cried out as we came together, each hitting that high that our bodies had driven so hard to reach.

She fell limp against me. I eased out of her and held her in my arms. This was how we were meant to be. We gazed into each other's eyes for a long time. Neither wanting to break the spell and let reality back into our lives.

I kissed her on the forehead and let her slip onto the couch. “I'll be right back.”

I had to take care of the condom and wasn't feeling particularly stable after that.

“Need help?”

“I've got it” I used every piece of furniture between where I started and where I was headed as a temporary brace. When I returned, Makenzie was eating another strawberry, her dress back on.

“I can't find my panties. Do you think your friend, or at least their cleaning crew will be scandalized when they find them?”

“I hope so." I sat in one of the dining chairs. “Should I call for dinner now?”

Makenzie nodded. “I could eat. Please tell me it isn't chicken nuggets and french fries.” She picked up the forgotten champagne flutes and moved to the table to sit across from me.

“Sounds like a delicacy fit for a toddler. I'll keep that in mind when she joins us for dinner next time."Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

“She won't be joining us for a while, if at all. I told you, I don't want to confuse her by introducing her to the men I'm dating! “Does that include her father?”

Makenzie blanched and then flushed. “Her father isn't in the picture.’

“I wasn't, but I'm back. I'm not just a man you're dating, Makenzie. Who else knows I'm the father?”

“What makes you think you're her father?” Makenzie's voice got loud and shrill. I didn't believe her indignation.

“I figured it out.”

“Well, you figured wrong. And if you want to be a father figure, you're going to have to earn my trust first."

“Isn't that what—"

“That wasn't about trust, Holden, and you know it. That was [**t and some unfinished business between us. You walked away from me once, you have to prove that isn't going to happen again before I can trust my daughter with you, as the man I'm dating, or as a father. And that's not saying you are her father. You are assuming a lot right now."

She surged to her feet. “I think that I'll pass on dinner, and have your driver take me back now."