The Billionaire's Secret Love Child(66)

“You know, they’re not married yet,” I said, coyly while taking another sip.

He looked over at me, and his expression made it seem like his brain was overloaded trying to figure out what I had just said.

“That’s a good point,” he said.

“Does that mean you’re going to ask me out on a date,” I asked.

He smiled a devilish smile.

“Considering they’re planning on getting married while we’re here on break, I’d have to do it soon,” he said.

I felt naughty thinking about it, but this might be my only chance with one of the hottest guys I’d ever met.

“I don’t suppose you’d like to go skating for a bit. The pond out back freezes over and makes for a fine spot to practice,” I said.

He nodded.

“Would you like to go skating with me, Casey?”

“I’d be happy to,”

We set a time for twenty minutes. I sprinted up the stairs as silently as I could and threw on my warmer clothes with my skates propped over my shoulder.

The two of us snuck around the house and to the back door. I crunched in the snow outside, and Rick joined me. I balled up some snow and did my best to pack a snowball to smack him in the face, but he had the same idea and got to it first. Striking me square in the head, I returned the favor and hit him in the chin. After that, we formed a truce.

The small pond was barely half the size of a regulation ice rink, but just the right size for children to practice.

“I spent many hours out here,” I said while shoving my feet in my skates.

I finished first and started to get a feel for the ice. He joined me quickly after and did the same.

We skated in circles and side by side for a little while; it was bringing back memories of the ice rink from before break. I couldn’t stop blushing.

“I dare you to do a lap, on this pond, naked,” he said, laughing at his own stupid joke.

“You first,” I replied.

He stopped laughing and looked like he was thinking about it. Then he started taking off his jacket. I paused, as he stripped off his undershirt to expose his skinny but strong mid-section.

“Oh, stop,” I said, hoping that he wouldn’t.

“You said ‘you first,' which means if I do it, you’ll do it. Right?”

“There’s no guarantee that I’ll go through with it,” I said.

“This is our one night that we get to be crazy, together. I already know what you look like naked. Let’s have some fun!”

That was it; he was right. It helped that he was super cute while he tried to slide his pants over his skates.

I kicked off my skates and started prying off my clothes. The air made me shiver for warmth, but I couldn’t imagine this ever happening again.

I peeled off all my layers until I was standing at the precipice of the ice in nothing but my panties and bra. He had already stripped off his boxers, and I could see he was enjoying this even though it was freezing.

“I bet I’m better at this than you,” he said, jokingly, “maybe I’ll stay on my feet in the end.”

I rolled my eyes and stripped off the last of my clothing. It was a trial by fire as my heart shot into my throat from the cold. It didn’t seem to faze him in the slightest as he started skating around, coming to a stop in front of me.

I reached out for help off the ground after I put on my skates and he was more than willing to do so.

I pulled up and into his arms, but didn’t pull away just yet. His heat felt good against my skin. I felt a good time to take a chance. I craned my neck up getting my lips closer to his.

It seemed he was waiting for this as he hungrily accepted me and returned the kiss in kind. My chest began to get flush and got a rush of excitement up and down all my limbs as we kissed.

I could feel his member rubbing against my bare stomach; it was growing. I wanted to be naughty, and I think he could tell.

He reached a hand down and grabbed my freezing behind. I welcomed the warmth of his hand and raised my leg to his waist to try to absorb as much of him as I could. Raising my leg shifted his position, and now his sex was rubbing against my own.

I could feel myself throbbing with passion, and I could hear my own heart beating in my ears. I stopped minding the cold altogether.

I reached a hand down to stroke his shaft as he reached a finger down and started to swirl around my clit. I let out a panting moan, and he twirled his finger around.

He began to skate backwards, and I fell into him, letting him take the lead as we skated to the edge of the pond. He sat himself upon his bundle of clothing and invited me to join.

I straddled myself atop his sinewy muscle and stroked up and down his chest. He reached out a hand and massaged my breasts, taking each one in turn, sucking on my nipples with his tongue and pulling me in closer with his other hand that rested on my back.

It was becoming too much to bear, so I lined his shaft up with my dripping wet sex and began lowering myself onto him. I offered little resistance to his entrance, as I could feel him pop inside and begin to fill me up.

I panted in the darkness, trying to stay quiet so as not to wake anyone in the house. I could feel myself get more wet just thinking about being caught. I wondered if he felt the same way, but didn’t care much to wait around for an answer.

I began working my hips around in circles while his manhood filled me. I could feel him throbbing inside. The spasms shot tingles through my spine, and I could feel myself getting close.