COLD INNOCENCE (snowed in with the billionaire #1) (billionaire erotic romance) (5 page)

Her heart started to pound like a hammer,
trying to find oxygen. Her body tingled with pleasure as her nerves
started to shake. She needed air. She tried to push but Nathaniel
forced her down. She fought to open her mouth wider, won the small
battle, but water filled her mouth. Her cries just produced
bubbles.

With panic just seconds away from settling
in, Nathaniel’s finger penetrated her deep and held, curling enough
to rub her tender walls, making it well known that he claimed his
spot. His thumb made fast circles around her clitoris while the tip
of his tongue circled around her lips. At the last possible second,
Nathaniel slipped his right hand into the water, to the back of
Stephanie’s neck and lifted her out of the water.

Their kiss broke as the water rushed down
her face and she cried out for air. She took heavy breaths and
stared at Nathaniel. She wanted him more. She needed him more. She
never felt so sexually alive in her life. Her hand opened and slid
up to the knot in Nathaniel’s tie. She pulled and loosened the tie
until it came untied. She pulled it and let it fall into the
water.

“Take me,” she said. “Take me…”

Nathaniel’s eyes took another look at
Stephanie’s body.

He then took his finger from her and slid
his hand to the back of her legs.

Before Stephanie could moan or mutter a
word, Nathaniel stood up, lifting her from the bath water. She
dripped – in more ways than one – and she wrapped her hands around
his neck. Behind her, in the water, Nathaniel’s tie floated, curled
like a blue silk snake. The air was cool and when he walked her
through the threshold of her room, the air felt arctic, matching
the weather outside. Darkness had settled in, leaving what looked
like black cloaks on the windows.

Privacy.

In the mountains.

A blizzard outside.

A fury of lust inside.

Nathaniel looked down at Stephanie and then
to her breasts, noticing her nipples, erect. Her body shivering and
tingling. Between her legs, she still burned.

He then looked up and walked, carrying
Stephanie out of her room.

She shuddered, knowing in a matter of
minutes Nathaniel would be inside her.

(8)

He lowered Stephanie to his bed and then
reached for the covers, forcing Stephanie to lift and arch her
back. The covers were then folded down, Stephanie’s wet, naked body
shivering on his bed.

“I’m sorry,” she whispered, “I’m just so
cold right now.”

Nathaniel didn’t say a word. He came down to
her mouth again, his tongue fluttering at her lips. Then he was
gone… his tongue on the move. He licked her chin and beyond,
following the curve of her neck down to her chest.

Stephanie wrapped her hands tight around the
sheets on the bed in anticipation of where Nathaniel’s tongue
finish traveling to.

He continued down and at her breasts, his
right hand cupped her left breast while his tongue tasted her right
breast. He started to kiss her supple skin. At her nipple, the tip
of his tongue was like a knife, slicing back and forth, forcing
Stephanie’s body to thrust at the cool air in the bedroom. His
fingers on her left breast came together and gently pinched her
nipple, driving Stephanie wild. Nathaniel knew exactly what he was
doing and how to do it.

His tongue then continued down, tasting her
flat stomach, chasing water to her belly button and beyond. At her
shaved skin, his lips came together in a single kiss, as if it were
a warning that all innocence and gentleness would now be left
behind. The tip of his tongue made its appearance again as he
started between Stephanie’s legs. He flicked at the top of her sex,
tasting her warm skin, her sweetness. He then savored her slit, his
tongue moving up and down, running along her moist spot, flickering
at her hole, just to tease her.

“Nathaniel…”

Her voice cracked as he moved faster, his
tongue now going left to right instead of just up and down. He was
opening her using just his tongue. Both of Nathaniel’s hands were
at her hips, holding Stephanie in place. His tongue memorized her
body, her tender labia, her throbbing hole, her sensitive clitoris.
As if it all weren’t enough Nathaniel then put his lips together
just in time for Stephanie to look down to see him kiss her. He
kissed her sex twice and then stood up.

His fingers were at the buttons on his shirt
as Stephanie reached for his pants.

“Touch me,” he commanded. “Feel it.”

Her hand pressed hard against his pants.
What she was looking for wasn’t hard to find at all. Nathaniel’s
erection pushed against his pants and Stephanie gripped him and
pulled. His thickness left her needing more of him and her free
hand went for his belt.

As Nathaniel stripped himself of his shirt,
she watched a man of strong muscle form before her eyes. His wide
shoulders were obvious even in his suit jacket and his strength
known from the fierceness of his fingering Stephanie, but it was
the intense definition of his body that had been hidden all this
time.

Both her hands frantically worked at
Nathaniel’s pants and when she pulled them down, the bulge of his
erection pressed against his boxer briefs. Her fingers clawed at
the waistband and pulled, exposing the sexy billionaire at
last.

He popped free and Stephanie’s hand wrapped
around him, at the root of his erection, squeezing. Like his body,
his sex was defined in a way that left her imagination run wild,
picking what parts of herself Nathaniel would touch. His thick tip
and wild curve… she could only imagine what it would feel like
having him thrust and pull at her.

Nathaniel put a hand to the back of her head
and tightened his fingers around her hair, forcing her to look up
at him.

“Show me what Steph would do right now,” he
said.

Stephanie licked her lips and pulled at him.
Nathaniel came forward, Stephanie’s eyes looking up into his eyes,
her mouth wide open. As she felt the fleshy tip of his erection
pass into her mouth, she groaned, knowing it would take some time
and practice to fully enjoy him in her mouth. She sucked him as her
hand pumped at the base of his erection. Her lips and tongue
savored and memorized Nathaniel. Halfway down his amazing shaft,
she pulled back, wanting to feel him come out of her mouth. Her
lips moved over the tip of his erection and she moaned again,
knowing the capabilities he had.

She took her mouth from him and her hand
came up, stroking him. Her eyes hadn’t left his eyes yet. As she
licked her lips again she saw Nathaniel’s top lip look like it he
was snarling at her. A second later, the entire night moved into an
even more wild fantasy.

He backed up and reached for Stephanie’s
wrists. He forced her stand and she let out a cry as his hands
quickly released her and went for her hips. Nathaniel spun her
around, her wet hair slapping around, spraying a fine mist along
her back and Nathaniel’s body. The warm water from the tub suddenly
felt cold. One of Nathaniel’s huge hands ran up her back, palm
flat. He pushed, bending Stephanie over. She moaned as she bent
over, feeling her sex becoming exposed, knowing Nathaniel’s
erection was just inches away from her.

She put her hands to the bed, watching the
water drip from her hair.

“All mine,” Nathaniel said as his hand ran
back down her back.

He moved along her backside and then between
her legs. His fingers this time were much more aggressive, each one
taking a turn penetrating Stephanie, one at a time, leaving her out
of breath before his cock even got to her.

When his fingers left, his erection took
their place without a second to spare.

He thrust, opening Stephanie, forcing
himself into her.

The moment she had been waiting for had
come.

Nathaniel slid into her with hard thrusts
with both hands at her hips, pulling. She felt herself opening,
stretching, her aching sex accepting all of him. When his body
touched hers, the front of his strong legs against the back of her
legs, the orgasmic warmth was too much to bear. She let out a soft
whimper and felt her insides throbbing on and around Nathaniel. Her
toes were curled and she lost the battle to her body’s natural
reaction.

She started to thrust at Nathaniel, wanting
movement, needing to come again.

“Steph,” Nathaniel whispered. “Oh…
Steph…”

His hands tightened, leaving Stephanie
yelling. He then pulled out and thrust back into her with even more
force. The command of his voice and eyes were now matched by his
body. He pumped at Stephanie with full offerings, not sparing an
inch each time he came at her. She bent her knees, keeping them
against the bed, feeling the hard crash of Nathaniel’s body to hers
over and over.

When he started to grunt, his hands opened
and moved up her back and to her sides, exploring her body. Not
once did he slow as he thrust in and out of Stephanie’s tender
body. Her second orgasm came and went, leading into a third one, a
feat that no man had ever given her in her life. Soon, all she felt
was the constant feeling of coming. She thrust back at Nathaniel
with each pump he gave her, wanting him deeper, wanting him more,
wanting him to explode inside her.

His hands reached for Stephanie’s shoulders
and gripped tight. She turned her head and licked at his fingers,
wanting to taste him while he enjoyed her body. Nathaniel pulled at
Stephanie’s shoulders, forcing her body back against him harder.
Then he started to move faster, bucking up at her, actually lifting
her off her feet a couple times.

Stephanie then lost herself in the notion
that Nathaniel wasn’t just having her, he was
fucking
her.
Fucking her hard, fast, intense. Just how she needed to be
handled.

She threw her head back, her wet hair
slapping against her back and Nathaniel’s arms. She cried out his
name as her tender slit ached and throbbed more.

The wind outside howled, pounding against
the window.

Everything was perfect.

Nathaniel pulled at Stephanie’s shoulders
again, forcing her to stand up. His right hand slid around to her
neck, holding it. His left hand moved under her arm, around to her
breast, cupping it.

Stephanie stood, moaning at the intense
pressure between her legs. Nathaniel was still inside her as she
stood. It was the first time he stopped moving at her…

His lips were at her ears, his tongue
fluttering.

“Steph,” he whispered. “You’re my Steph,
aren’t you?”

“Yes,” Stephanie replied.

Her body tingled and the pleasure hadn’t
stopped.

Nathaniel’s left hand massaged her breast
gently, but all that did was spread more pleasure through her body.
His right hand on her neck wasn’t a hard grip but it wasn’t light.
It was a commanding grip, a reminder that Nathaniel controlled both
of them.

“Tell me,” he said. “Tell me who you
are…”

Stephanie moaned.

“Tell me,” Nathaniel said with more
growl.

“I’m… oh…”

He thrust at her, lifting Stephanie to her
toes.

She cried out and closed her eyes.

“Steph! I’m Steph… oh, Nathaniel. I’m
Steph.”

“Good girl,” he whispered and licked along
her earlobe.

“Your Steph,” she added.

“My Steph,” Nathaniel said. “Now…”

Nathaniel had his hands at her sides in a
second and he pulled from her. As he turned her back around,
letting her fall to the bed on her back. As she tried to catch her
breath, she brought her heels to the bed and opened her legs for
him.

“Very good,” he said. “Steph.”

He came down at her, entering her with
intense force. The pressure exploded into pleasure and Nathaniel
picked up where he left off. He put his left hand to the back of
her neck and his right hand to her hip. He pumped and thrust,
moving with a speed that Stephanie couldn’t keep up with. She just
left her body for the taking, letting the pleasure overcome her
along with Nathaniel’s strong body.

He grunted and kissed her neck, at one
point, his teeth grazing along her skin, making Stephanie whimper
and sigh.

“I’m ready,” he finally spoke. “I’m going to
fill you, Steph. That makes you mine forever.”

Stephanie dug her nails into Nathaniel’s
back.

She wanted it.

She needed it.

She didn’t need to tell him that.

He knew it.

Nathaniel slowed a little, to ensure his
last few thrusts would be deep and fulfilling for both of them. Her
walls throbbed and pulled as he came into her with his last
offering. The rush made him thicken and as he started to come, he
groaned and put his lips to Stephanie’s. His thrusts were then deep
and slow, his erection pumping into her. Stephanie lifted her body
and moved with him, wanting all of Nathaniel inside her.

He didn’t leave her body until his erection
subsided. Even then, when he stood from the bed, his cock looked
amazing. Glistening with their sex, gently bouncing, with plenty to
still offer…

“I…”

Nathaniel cut Stephanie off. “I’ll be back
in a minute. I need to get my tie.”

He turned and left the room, naked.

Stephanie lay on the bed, legs spread,
aching and still turned on. She bit on her lip as she whimpered,
wondering just exactly who Nathaniel really was.

(9)

Stephanie saw the open briefcase on the
dresser and knew she shouldn’t have cared so much about it.

But she did.

Curiosity ate at her, wanting to learn more
about Nathaniel. He seemed so young but yet everything he said
seemed right, honest, and pure. He was commanding and perfect… and
it didn’t seem possible that Stephanie could have ended up in Wolf
Top Lodge during a blizzard with a billionaire.

She climbed from the bed, taking the sheet
with her, wrapping it around her body. She looked at the open door
and listened for a second. She could slightly make out Nathaniel in
her room, in the bathroom, probably draining the tub and wringing
out his tie.