Page 20 of Stolen Holidays
My breath catches in my throat at her beauty. I don’t think it’s possible to love anyone more than I love her.
I step behind her, wrap my arms around her shoulders, and pull her flush to my chest to keep her warm as we stare at the view. The snow-capped mountains sit behind the inn, nestled in a sea of forest-green trees. The fresh smell of mint and pine in the air fills my lungs with every cleansing breath.
“This place is perfect.” Callie turns in my arms and wraps hers around my neck, digging her fingers into my hair. “Thank you for planning this trip.”
“I’d do anything for you, Princess.” Cupping her jaw in one palm, I brush my thumb over her silky-soft bottom lip. A lip I want to suck into my mouth and nip with my teeth as she screams my name while riding my dick. My blood rushes south, bringing my other head to life.
“I know, and I love you for it.” Callie smirks, ignoring the situation going on behind my zipper.
I grip her hip with my other hand and dig my fingers into the top of her ass. “I love you, Cal.”
We close the small bit of space separating us. Our lips meld together in a tender, loving kiss.
“Fuck. Let’s go check into our room so I can strip you down to nothing and devour your pussy before I fuck it raw.” I squeeze her ass and tug her forward so she can feel exactly what she does to me.
Callie barks a laugh. “So filthy.”
I press my lips to the skin behind her ear and lower my voice. “I can be filthier for you. Is that what you want, Callie?”
With a sharp inhale, Callie pulls back and looks me in the eye, a sexy little smile playing on her lips. “How filthy are we talking?”
My cock jumps in my jeans. “Is my Princess in the mood to play?”
“Maybe.” She runs her index finger down my chest and purrs. “I brought the black lingerie set I bought the last time we were here. You know, the one that I was supposed to wear after our first date. Maybe we can finally put it to good use?”
“Fuck.” I groan at the thought of her in lace and straps. I go from semi-hard to fully erect. My cock pushes into my zipper, begging to get inside his favorite home.
Callie places her palm over my cock and pouts. “Oh no, did I say too much?”
My fucking little tease. “You’re going to pay for that, little girl.”
“Anytime, old man.”
“Oh, it’s on, baby.” In a lightning-quick move, I squat down, dig my shoulder into Callie’s stomach, throw her over my shoulder, and practically run towards the lobby.
“Put me down, you caveman.” She playfully slaps my ass as she bounces up and down with each stride I take.
“Never.” I slap her ass in return, and memories of her in that lavender mini dress pop into my head. Only this time, she’s not hissing at me like a pissed-off kitten. And later, I get to spank herbare ass for being a bratty little princess while fucking her from behind.
Her tinkling laughter trails behind us as I carry her up the steps of the inn. At the top, I slide her down my chest and place her on her feet, then dip her back and kiss her one more time, reminding her who is in charge. When she melts like butter in my arms, I stand her upright.
As expected, she sways on her feet, and I grip her hips to steady her. “Whoa, are you okay there?”
Callie takes a deep breath, looking a little green. “Just a little dizzy.” She tries to smile, but it doesn’t reach her eyes. “I’m fine. Let’s check in already.”
Callie reaches for the door as Mike shouts, “Mr. Miller, wait.”
The door swings open, and Callie’s jaw hits the floor. It takes a second for my brain to catch up with my eyes as I watch a couple going at it behind the check-in desk. The woman groans and throws her head back against the wall as the man holding her up with her legs wrapped around his waist drives into her with a howl.
A grumbling Mike pushes between me and Callie and slams the door shut, snapping us out of our trance.
“Was that real?” Callie whispers.
“Umm, I think so?” I scratch my head as Callie bursts out laughing, which makes me laugh too. Her whole body shakes as she roars with laughter at the wild scene we just walked in on.
Mike cracks a smile as he watches me, and Callie loses it. “I tried to stop you. Saw them when I walked around the side of the place.”
“It’s a good thing your brother and his family didn’t come with us,” she wheezes between laughs.
