Page 21 of The Billionaire Dad
“Let’s take a picture before we toss him back.” Oh, thank God. “Come over here, Nova. Hold him up like this.” Brad helps him with the slippery, floppy-floppy fish and both Sienna and I snap pictures on our phones. He struggles to hold the fish, and Brad quickly plops it back overboard with a splash.
“That was so awesome, Dad. I want to try to catch another one.” He is right back in the action with the other boys, and Brad says to me.
“Want to grab a beer and leave them to it for a while?” I nod, and he opens a small fridge and hands me an ice-cold Budweiser. I open it and gulp down a refreshing sip, “They don’t normally catch anything.” He shrugs. “I hope you don’t mind that I chucked it back.”
“I was quietly praying you would.” I laugh and he lifts his bottle to toast against mine. “If you had said we were having it for dinner, I may have gone overboard.” Sienna chuckles from behind me, finding that funny. I look over my shoulder to where she is lying in the sun, her hat covering her face and her knees slightly bent. Her skin shines, bronze already, and her swimsuit highlights the curves of her gorgeous athletic body.
“I think we best head back so we can feed the little monsters. You know they’re going to want bonfire and marshmallows.” Andie comes up to Brad, he kisses her, and she smiles. “I would like to get them to bed early enough to enjoy some adult quiet time too.” She winks at him. I am with her. I can’t wait for the kids to go to bed so I can have Sienna to myself.
“I am with Andie on that. I could use a few hours where no one says dad,” I agree, and Brad goes to help them pack up the fishing gear. Nova looks sad that they’re done, but when Brad says he’s going to tow them back on the ski-tubes, that smile is back.
I watch how patient he is with all three boys, how carefree he seems, and I wonder how I ended up with the stress I have. I have enough money not to work—it has always been about a legacy for Nova, but maybe memories with me would be worth more. Am I doing the best thing for him?
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After showering the lake off the kids, dinner, and bonfires with way too much sugar, Andie and Sienna wrangle all three into a quiet down routine and into their bunk beds. The whispers and giggles go on way after lights out, and when they eventually die down, the adults are all ready to call it a day too.
Impatiently, I say goodnight. I just want to get into that room alone with Sienna. Watching her all day has driven me to distraction. My cock is so hard it hurts—I have had to try to hide it all day, which isn’t easy in swimming trunks without underwear.
Sienna and I are in this hot tub, steam rising up into the starry sky, with the moon casting a glow on her perfect face. She's been teasing me all day, touching my arm, rubbing my thigh, and running her fingers through my hair, anytime no one was looking. Sly little glances that make me hornier than a teenager.
As Sienna moves closer to me, her body presses against mine, and I can feel her warmth. We start kissing, and I can't get enough of her. Her lips are soft and full, and her tongue is eager as it explores my mouth.
Sienna and I are making out in the hot tub. She's got her hands all over me, and I'm losing my mind. I pull her close to me, and I can feel the heat between us as our bodies press together.
I whisper in her ear. “I want you so badly. You have driven me nuts all day.” She moans softly in response, and I take that as an invitation to explore more of her body. My hands roam over her curves, caressing her skin, and teasing her nipples.
“Lance,” she breathes my name out, “don’t stop, please.”
As we continue kissing, things start to get more intense. I feel my desire for her growing with every second that passes. She whispers in my ear, “That feels so good.” I want to take things to the next level, and I can feel my heart racing with anticipation. Our naked bodies are so close to one another. I slide my hands down under the water, and between her thighs, touching her sensitive clit. She hisses and tosses her head back.
I pull her forward so her pussy is against my hardness, teasing her by sliding my cock over her. “God, you are so fucking hot,” I growl into her ear, moving her hair back over her shoulder. “Sienna, I want you so bad.” I shift so the head of my cock is so close to her opening.
“Wait…” she shifts away, looks me in the eyes. “Lance, please. I—” she hesitates. “I don’t want my first time to be like this, in a hot tub.”
"Sienna, what do you mean? Are you... is this your first time? Like, you haven’t had sex.” Oh, sweet Jesus, I was about to deflower the nanny in a hot tub. Shit.
"Yeah, it is," she says shyly, looking down as if she is embarrassed. I have embarrassed her by asking.
"Oh, shit. I had no idea. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to push you too far." Suddenly I realize that I instigated this, and I never asked the questions.
"No, it's not your fault. I just...I want it to be special. Not here, not in a hot tub. I want it to be with someone I really care about," she says softly, and as she tries to pull away completely, I hold her on my lap. Keeping her close, because I don’t want this to be the end of this—the end of us.
"Sienna, I care about you. I really do." I care way more than I should, and that scares me. She wants her first time to be the magic the world sells to women, and I can’t not give that to her. She deserves it.
"I know you do, and I care about you too. That's why I want to wait. I want it to be perfect. With you, Lance.” She kisses me, and I have to force myself to hold back the raging need pulsing through me.
"Okay, I understand. We'll wait until you're ready," I say, hoping like hell she is ready—not this second, but fucking soon.
"Thank you. And don't worry. We can still have some fun tonight." Sienna winks and wiggles her naked ass on my lap, teasing me again.
"You got it." I grab her ass and pull her back up against me, kissing her.
SIXTEEN
SIENNA
My heart beats fast as Lance's lips touch mine. My whole body responds to his touch as his kisses become more intense. I feel nervous but excited, knowing that Lance will make my first time special. As Lance undresses me slowly, I feel so vulnerable, but I trust him completely. Lance takes his time exploring every inch of my body, kissing my neck, and caressing my breasts.