Page 8 of The Billionaire's Engagement

I tossedand turned all night, unable to sleep well. Although my body felt tired, my mind was restless still reflecting back on yesterday’s events. I checked the time and it was seven-thirty in the morning. I got up from bed, pulling the curtains open, then stepped onto the balcony. I inhaled a deep breath, taking in the fresh, salty air and sounds of the ocean. It really was a breathtaking view. After a few moments, I went back inside and opened the bedroom door slowly, making sure not to wake Hudson if he was still sleeping. I carefully went to the kitchen to get a bottled of water from the fridge, then headed back to the bedroom, passing Hudson sleeping on the couch.

I stopped and gazed at him, admiring how handsome he was. He was shirtless, and my eyes roamed over his toned chest, a light dusting of salt and pepper hair covering it, and his ripped abs. He looked good for his age. He took care of himself, looking really fit. I didn’t want to look like a creep standing there, so I quickly went back to my room, chugging the water. I must have been dehydrated from drinking all those cocktails last night.

Today’s pre-wedding festivities that Courtney and Kevin planned for their guests is making Hawaiian flower leis. I pulled out a floral sun dress and my bra and panties, then went into the en suite to take a shower.

I left the bathroom door cracked open. Hudson was sleeping and the bedroom door was closed. I wasn’t worried about him walking in on me. I wouldn’t mind if he did, though.Only in my dreams.I let the hot water steam up the glass shower walls before stepping inside. The water fell on top of my head, streaming down my body before dripping onto the dark tiled floor.

My mind went back to Hudson, my need for him growing. This was going to be a long week, being so close to him and resisting to touch him. My hands traveled over my slick body, grabbing my breasts, squeezing. I tweaked my nipples, pulling the sharp tips, the sensation going straight to my clit.

I closed my eyes as one of my hands lowered to my pussy, my fingers stroking my slit. I moaned, thinking of that sexy, silver fox in the other room touching me, trying to imagine how his fingers would feel on the sensitive parts of my body. I leaned back against the tiled wall, the cool surface causing a shiver through my body.

I rubbed my clit, pleasure building in my core.

“Yes, right there,” I whimpered, spreading my legs wider.

My fingers worked my sensitive bud, rubbing vigorously, my other hand kneading my breast, pinching my nipple. I fantasized Hudson, grabbing my breasts, sucking on my tits as he tried to get me off with his fingers.

I inserted a finger in my pussy, sliding it in and out of the slick channel, then added another finger.

“Fuck baby, it feels so good,” I purred.

My breathing hastened, my heart rate sped up as I got closer to my climax. Soft pants left my lips in between my moaning.

“Oh God, I’m coming,” I moaned, my hand lowered from my breast to my clit. I rubbed tight circles on it as my other hand thrusted in my pussy.

“Hudson,” I cried out, my pussy clenching around my fingers, body shuddering with my release.

As I came down from my high, I pulled my fingers out, panting and trying to catch my breath. This was the closest I was going to have Hudson fuck me.Only in my fantasies.

4

HUDSON

Igroaned, stretching my tired body from a restless night’s sleep. I spent all night thinking of Mila and how good it felt to have her as my fake fiancée. It seemed like we were a real couple and it felt nice.This is how a relationship should feel like.Mila was hot as hell, and I was lucky to have this amazing woman on my arm. I could see all the men stare at her with lust, making me rage with jealousy. I wasn’t going to have anyone take what was mine, even if she technically wasn’t.

I thought of all the ways I could please her if I could only have one chance with her—which won’t ever happen. I’d love to know how she tasted all over. I’m sure she’d be so sweet, just like she looked. I wondered if she liked to be fucked rough, what she’s tried before. Thinking of Mila fucking and sucking the dicks of other guys made my jaw clench and blood boil.Why was I getting upset?It’s not like Mila was mine to claim or to have to begin with. This was all a charade for this vacation.

When she tripped last night and I caught her, I was so close to kissing her. It took all of my strength to resist. I saw the way she looked at me. It was as if she wanted it, too, but I needed to be the mature adult and not overstep boundaries. This was all fake for my ex’s wedding—a wedding I shouldn’t have attended and was shocked as hell to be invited in the first place.

I got up, running my hand through my hair. I needed to clear my thoughts. I wondered if Mila was still sleeping. The bedroom door was closed, so I wasn’t sure if she was still sleeping in bed.

I needed to clear my head of all the filthy thoughts I had of Mila, so I stepped onto the balcony, enjoying the view of the clear, blue skies, lush greenery and palm trees, and the crystal blue ocean. I held onto the railing, took a deep breath in, then sighed. We were in paradise and I couldn’t fully enjoy it when all my thoughts went back to fantasies of Mila naked and underneath me.

The balcony connected to the master bedroom. She must have gone outside earlier, since the balcony door leading to the master bedroom was open. I grabbed the door handle to close the balcony door, but stilled when I heard a sound.Was Mila okay?

I entered the bedroom instead, noticing that Mila wasn’t in bed. The sound of the shower was coming from the en suite with the door slightly opened. I moved closer to the bathroom door, my eyes widening as I heard Mila moaning, my cock twitching at her sensual sound.

“Hudson!” she cried out my name, my eyes widening in shock. She was thinking about me as she got herself off.

Hudson, you need to leave.But I didn’t budge, unable to resist the urge to find out how she looked as she cried out in pleasure. I took a peek inside the bathroom and watched as Mila fucked herself with her fingers, her body slick from the water streaming down her curvaceous body.Fuck, she was gorgeous—better than I imagined.

My cock instantly hardened and all rational thoughts I had left my mind, my resolve crumbling. I wanted her and needed to claim her as mine. Without hesitation, I stepped inside the steamed room, forgetting all thoughts of who Mila was to me and how wrong this was.

“You need some help with that, Mila?” I asked, pushing my pajama pants and boxers down my legs.

Her eyes snapped open, her eyes locking with mine as a smirk played on her lips.I knew she wanted this as much as I did.I slowly stroked my cock, waiting for her response. Her eyes lowered to my erection, watching my hand as she licked her lips. Her eyes met mine again, then she crooked her finger, gesturing for me to join her.

“Yes, I could definitely use your help.”

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