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Forty-three
Our tour starts in the kitchen, I let out a low laugh as Brandon points out the utensils to me, going on about their functions like I have no idea what they are. We spend little time in some of the rooms downstairs with me being carried around like a princess. Well, I am his princess or baby or whatever pet name he refuses to call me and I deserve to be treated like one.
None of the rooms holds my interest for long, except for the huge library which I promise to come explore later on my own. If his arms are numb from carrying me, he doesn't say or act like it. I stifle a yawn, he chuckles and I direct him to the door of the ballroom I came upon the last time Sophia was here. I need answers to the questions bugging my mind and he's the only one who can offer me that.
Embarrassment crawls up my spine when I reca
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I shriek and jump as an animated player in Chelsea jersey kicks the ball into my goalpost for the third time since we started playing. My gamepad clatters to the rugged floor, Brandon bursts out laughing and I growl. I let out a silent scream, this is not funny.The last-minute decision to challenge him to a game now seems like a terrible idea, I suck my lip and refuse to collect the pad he hands to me. Most of the wall in front of us are covered in screens to allow him to switch to a different game without missing any moment. He claims he hasn't visited his game room in weeks, work has kept him busy and I suggested we took advantage of his free day. I frown, I don’t want to do his bidding for the whole day, I want him to do mine, I have lots of questions that need answers.Letting out a l
Mr Reluctant Billionaire Forty-five
Brandon hooks a finger under my jaw, I sigh and look away to avoid him cajoling me into repeating what I said. I know he will never confess his feelings for me even though his actions say otherwise and I am determined to hear those three words from him but not today. On the day he professes his love for me, he has to do it willingly.His finger trails the curve of my lips, my heart pounds behind my ribcage at the contact. My lips part open, waiting, we agreed there will be no sex until my body heals, I don't know how long that will take but I am curious to see where this evening will take us.A ping pulls me from my reverie, the screen of Brandon's phone which is on the stool between our seats lights up
Mr Reluctant Billionaire Forty-six
"What is it?" I ask Brandon who is on the seat across me, watching me as if his life depends on my next movements. My eyes don't leave the screen of my laptop resting atop the desk, I scowl without looking in his direction. "Brandon?"The email with the invitation for my zoom meeting with other student body leaders stares back at me, the time on the lower part of my screen shows I have a few minutes until ten when we will commence but I don't want to spend another second talking to him. I am not the one who broke a promise to their spouse. He did this to himself.Sunlight seeps in through the long, sliding windows, casting a shadow on the table. I take a bite from the leftover slices of pizza on the table, pizza he brought home last night but I couldn't eat because I was fast asleep. Asleep and hungry because
Mr Reluctant Billionaire Forty-seven
The invisible weight on my shoulders disappears at my teary confession, I stare at him through tear-filled eyes, afraid to hear his reply. I am fine with him not reciprocating my feelings right now but I can't deal with his outright rejection. His palm relocates to the back of my head, I sigh in relief when my cheek presses flush against his hairy chest.My heart feels less heavy, I feel safe in his embrace when he weaves his finger into my scalp to massage it and the warm feeling spreading throughout my chest assures me I did the right thing by telling him. He loves me too and if he doesn't, I can show him how.We separate at the beeping sound coming from my laptop, Brandon's hands lingering on my waist stops me from jumping off the table. The conflicted emotions on his face has me palming his cheeks, I place a kiss on his forehead which soon slides to the tip of his nose and eventually, his pouted
Mr Reluctant Billionaire Forty-eight
"Your nipples are staring at me," Brandon says. "Anyone who cares to can see them."On instinct, my eyes lower to my chest, to my nipples stretching against the gold, thin strap satin gown I am wearing. I flash him a smile, cover the distance between us to smoothen the invisible creases on his tuxedo. He growls and grabs my wrists to stop me from palming his growing bulge, I giggle and throw my head back, he snickers. I love the effect I now have on him, it almost feels surreal to know that he hated me at some point."When you walk, everyone will see your thighs," he murmurs as my hands reach up to adjust his bow tie of the same colour with my gown. He frowns. "I don't like that."Pulling his lower lip between my teeth, I
Mr Reluctant Billionaire Forty-nine
His wet fingertips start a sensual journey down the plunging neckline of my gown, I shiver when he flicks a finger over my taut nipple nearly poking out of my dress and shake my head. This is different from the clubs I have been to but I don’t want to leave."We’ll stay," my eyes wander to the stage, "this is my first time here." The adventurous part of me is excited to know what will happen next. "I have never been to a BDSM club," I palm his face and peck his plump lips, "thank you for bringing me. When does it start?"Brandon gives a subtle nod to the man with the whip. "Anything for you, wifey." I giggle and he shushes me with a finger pressed to his lip. In response, I lean over and lick that finger. "Wifey," he whines and I giggle again, I love the new pet name. "You might want to pay attention to the st
Mr Reluctant Billionaire Fifty
I wake before Brandon, my heart hammers in my chest as I lean over to place a kiss on his lips. His eyelids flutter open, a look of recognition flashes across his face and he pulls me into his embrace to deepen the kiss. Throwing my leg over his, my body melts into his and I grind my pelvis on his hips, letting him explore my mouth with his tongue.We separate some seconds after to catch our breaths, I trace a line down the centre of his hairy chest, a content smile playing on my lips. Propping my jaw on his chest, I pout when I catch him staring down at me. His hand cups my butt through my robe, I sink my teeth into my lower lip without breaking eye contact. As inexperienced as I might be, I want to do so many wickedly delicious things to him, to learn every part of his body.
Mr Reluctant Billionaire Fifty-one
On my toes, I place a kiss on his scar, he freezes. In seconds, my back connects with the bed and Brandon towers over me. His lips hover above mine, I palm his face and let my eyes convey all the emotions my mouth cannot speak. Taken aback by my reaction, he stares at me with a funny expression and the butterflies in my stomach scatter. I take advantage of his shock and flip us, giggling when he groans at the switch in positions.My lips descend on his neck, I assault his ear with kisses, all parts of his body my mouth can reach with our fingers laced above his head. Warmth spreads through me when he lets me lead the pace, succumbing to my unspoken request and I cup his cheeks to place a delicate kiss on his lips. My mouth lowers to his collarbone, I nibble the flesh there and his shivers has my toes curling. I moan into his chest when his fingers tickle my anus, trail my bu
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