Room Service for the Billionaire (3 page)

Almost as quickly as he started,
Clint stopped his touch and pulled back from her. Before she could question him
Clint tugged his own shirt over his head and tossed it aside. Now it was
Amber’s turn to say “Wow.” Clint’s chest rippled with muscles and his abs were
perfectly cut. His arms were as strong and hard as she’d imagined and Amber
almost felt herself drooling over him.

Their eyes met again and together
they rushed into each other’s arms. As they kissed, Clint’s hands moved to the
zipper on the side of Amber’s navy skirt. With a light tug it was around her
ankles and Amber could feel Clint’s smile against her lips as they kissed. His
hands found their way to her bum and he lifted her off the ground while their
lips were still locked together.

She didn’t need to ask where he
was taking her. Amber wrapped her legs around Clint’s strong waist as he
carried her to one of the bedrooms. Their kiss only broke as they tumbled on to
the bed together, but quickly their hands found each other again.

Clint moved to Amber’s panties and
slid them down her legs. He barely got them off one of her ankles before he
pushed himself between her legs and touched his tongue to Amber’s silky folds.
He savored the taste of her sex and slid his tongue along her wet lips.

Amber’s fingers dug into the
sheets while Clint caressed her sex with his tongue. She let out a soft scream
of pleasure as he slid his tongue into her hole. Expertly he caressed her as
her need and her want grew within her quivering body.

“Stop,” she moaned as she felt her
orgasm brewing. “You need to stop.”

“What’s wrong?” Clint asked as he
looked up at her from between her knees. “Are you okay?”

“More than okay,” she assured him.
“I need you inside me. All of you.”

Clint didn’t need more convincing
than that. He lifted himself up on his muscular arms and left the bed. “I’ll be
right back,” he said as he left the beautiful bedroom. Amber was about to ask
where he was going, but he was back with his wallet in hand. From inside he
removed a single condom wrapper and tossed it on the bed.

Amber sat up to watch as Clint
began to unbutton his slacks. She was curious to see if what was hidden there
matched the rest of the unbelievable body Clint had hidden under his suit. Her
eyes narrowed in on his hands as they slid the zipper down. Clint lowered his
slacks and his bulge sprang free, still hidden behind the soft fabric of his
boxer briefs.

Clint had barely gotten his pants
to his knees before Amber was on him. She moved to the foot of the bed and used
her nimble fingers to slide his boxers down, finally freeing him. Amber looked
at his cock, its full crown pointed at her lips, before she took the tip of him
in her mouth. His body shuddered as she ran her tongue down his long, thick
shaft and gently her lips teased their way back up him.

He was big, bigger than she
expected, but she boldly tried to take all of him in her mouth. Greedily she
sucked on his salty cock while Clint ran his fingers over her blonde hair. She
swirled her tongue around his head and licked a dollop of precum from him
before Clint gently pushed her down on the bed.

“Enough,” he smiled as he crawled
over her. He planted kisses along her body as he made his way between her legs
again, but he stopped before he reached her sex. He lifted himself from the bed
and Amber heard the rip of the condom wrapper. A moment later Clint was on her
again, but now his cock was poised in front of her wet, silky opening.

“I need it,” she begged him as her
legs wrapped around Clint’s hips. She tried desperately to pull him into her,
but he stayed just out of reach. He smiled to tease her and ran the length of
himself up her greedy pussy, but he made her beg before he allowed himself to
enter her. “Please,” she moaned at him, but still he waited.

When he couldn’t take it anymore
he finally slid himself into her waiting body. His thrust was gentle, sensual,
and full of desire. Amber moaned as her body accepted him and her fingers found
themselves digging into the sheets again. He was thick, thicker than she’d ever
known, but he filled her so perfectly. Her moans were deep and guttural as
Clint picked up speed.

As he thrust into her, Clint’s
lips returned to her breasts and teased her nipples to hard points. Her hands
went to his hair as he placed a hundred kisses across her skin and together
they felt as one. It was when Clint’s hand went to her leg and lifted it over
his shoulder that their passion turned hotter, harder even.

“You like that?” Clint asked as he
thrust deeper into her. Her response was a nod and Clint lifted her other leg.
With her feet on his shoulders it gave him a deeper access to her body. His
cock filled her even more and she pushed her head back on the pillow as ecstasy
overtook her.

When Clint’s finger met her
waiting clit her body all but exploded from within. Gently he teased the small
pearl of nerves until Amber’s moans turned to screams of passion. He’d built
her up so high before he’d even entered her that her orgasm came fast and
furious when he finally touched her secret pleasure spot.

Amber rode the waves of pleasure
as Clint continued to thrust so deep inside her. Her toes curled as she came
and her fingers raked along Clint’s muscular back. Her whole body tensed as her
orgasm rushed upon her and left her panting in sweet exhaustion.

When she was finished, Clint
leaned forward and gently stroked her hair before his thrusts began to speed
up. Against her tired body he slammed himself into her until she felt him spasm
inside her. His body tensed against hers and when he finished he all but
collapsed on top of her.

The weight of Clint’s body on hers
was so strangely wonderful that Amber never wanted it to end. He was warm and
glistening with a fine sweat that coated his skin. She kissed his forehead as
they embraced and when she caught his eye she saw a glimmer there.

Reluctantly he pulled himself off
her and discarded the spent condom. Silently she watched as he went to one of
the ornate bathrooms and brought her back a towel. She went to reach for it,
but Clint pushed her hand away and lightly cleaned her body of sweat and
everything else that lingered on her skin.

“That was wonderful,” she sighed
as she pulled herself up from the bed. Then, “Oh crap, Mr. Peters is so going
to fire me.”

“Don’t worry,” Clint said as he
helped her up. “I’ll make sure you don’t have to worry about that.”

Amber gave him a skeptical eye,
but said nothing as she found her clothes and borrowed a brush for her hair.
She didn’t look as polished as she had when she first entered the hotel that
night, but she didn’t look like she’d spent half the night getting ravished by
a billionaire, either.

Clint had dressed too and when she
went to question why he was following her out the door he just laughed. “Don’t
worry,” he assured her as he joined her in the elevator. “Everything will be
fine.”

Before the elevator got to the
bottom floor Clint leaned over and gave Amber a tiny kiss on her lips. If he
was trying to instil confidence in her he failed as her legs went weak all over
again. Her stomach was in knots when she entered the lobby.

Her eyes met her new boss’s and
she knew she was about to be fired. His face was practically red as he stood
behind the desk and she went to apologize, but Clint stepped out of the
elevator and Mr. Peter’s anger was replaced with shock.

“Mr. Abernathy, is something
wrong?” he asked, a touch of panic tickled his voice.

“Should there be?” Clint asked as
he gave Amber a playful smile.

“Oh, of course not,” Mr. Peters
tried to recover. “I just wondered if our newest employee was giving you any
trouble.”

“No trouble at all,” Clint assured
Amber’s boss. “In fact she’s been an asset during my stay. Because of this
lovely young woman I’ve decided to extend my stay here. I do believe some new
business has come up. I’ll be booking the suite indefinitely while I get things
sorted. And I do hope to see much, much more of Miss Gleeson.”

“Of, of course,” Mr. Peters
stuttered. “Anything you need.”

Clint’s answer was a nod as he
showed himself back to the elevator. Sheepishly Amber resumed her place behind
the desk. Her boss gave her a judgemental look, but she ignored it. She was
still riding high from the pleasure Clint had shown her. Her boss’s snide looks
weren’t going to bring her down now. The only thing on her mind besides the
mind blowing sex was what Clint had meant by ‘new business’. He hadn’t
mentioned anything to her, she just had to hope he was serious about staying.

To
be continued in
Lip Service for
the Billionaire

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