Page 61 of My Dad's Billionaire Grumpy Friend

“Why? Just for being out here?” he asked.

“I’m sure he’d be doubtful about you just innocently being out here with me at this time of night,” I argued.

“Why?”

I gave him a look, but realized he had a point. There wouldn’t be reason to think anything inappropriate was going on between us. It was just because of our situation that had me thinking that way.

“Because,” I said. “What would a hot guy like you be doing out here with a sexy woman like me if you weren’t out here for trouble?”

“Okay, okay, you caught me,” he said. “I’m here for trouble.”

“Are you sure it’s a good idea?”

“Probably not,” he said. “But it’s only a bad thing if we get caught, right?”

“That’s what I’m afraid of.”

“Let’s not let that happen.”

I was about to argue further when he cut off my words with his mouth.

Immediately, I sank into the kiss, our tongues dancing around each other in the process. I closed my eyes as I kissed him deeper, then I had to break free for a moment to catch my breath.

“Let’s take this to the Tiki hut,” he said.

I nodded.

It was just a small structure on the far side of the pool area, but it would suit our purposes now. It was only used for parties and the like, so there wasn’t anything in there right now. I followed him to the little hut and we slipped inside.

I was dressed for swimming, and he was wearing his basketball shorts and a t-shirt, so it was easy for us to strip out of enough of our clothing to make love.

I slid out of my swim bottoms and jumped onto the counter of the little hut. At the same time, he pushed his basketball shorts to the ground before stepping toward me, taking me in his arms once again. Our mouths found each other in the darkness, and his hand went for my breast. He gripped me, squeezing as his other hand slid around my back and to my ass, pulling me closer to the edge of the counter.

I spread my legs, wrapping my arms around him before pulling him close to me, gasping as he pushed his way into my pussy. I was already wet, so he slid in easily. But, as always, I gasped and moaned at the shock of his size. I loved the feeling of him being deep inside me no matter what position we were in.

He moved in and out of me with the same confidence as always, as though he wasn’t worried at all about us being caught by someone in the house. At the same time, the thrill that we might be discovered was enough to make me even more turned on, and I felt every little touch of his hands or his lips on my skin.

I ran my hands over his back, reaching up and under his shirt and dragging my nails down his torso, careful not to leave any marks in their wake. The last thing my dad needed to see while he was here was sex tracks, especially if it was something done absentmindedly.

I fought to keep my voice down as he thrust in and out of me, our bodies being the only thing making any sound at all in the tiki hut.

“You’re going to make me cum,” I whispered, my words coming out of my mouth in a breathless tone. “God, you’re going to make me cum!”

“Cum for me, baby,” he said. “Cum for me now. Cum all over that dick. That’s right, good girl.”

I came hard at his coaxing, and he could feel the moment my orgasm ran through me. It was an explosion of pleasure running through my core, but at the same time, my pussy pulsed and massaged his cock as he pushed into me, never stopping or changing his rhythm as he did.

It wasn’t much longer before he also finished, letting out a final gasp then a growl as he pushed into me one last time. I felt his cock emptying inside of my pussy, and I let out another moan of contentment.

“I’ll never get enough of you,” I said. “Really. I don’t know what it is you do to me, but you make me feel things I didn’t even know were possible.”

“You took the words right out of my mouth,” he told me. “How are you feeling?”

“I could probably get some sleep now,” I told him. “But I wonder if I should get in the pool just in case Krissy wakes up and wonders why I’m not wet if I’m dressed like this.”

“You can just tell her you came out here thinking about swimming but changed your mind when you got here,” he said. “But I don’t think you’re going to have to worry about it anyway.”

“Are you going back inside?”

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