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Twenty-nine
Giggles spill from her lips, she straightens up. “No. Not today, not ever.” My heart breaks, I could have cried but my fingers sink into my scalp. “I am not one of those sluts you run to when you are bored.”
The throbbing in my groin intensifies, I frown at the stubborn woman looming over me. What the fuck is El talking about? Except for that day, I have been faithful, more faithful than she will ever be. Breathing through my mouth, I tug on my beards and murmur, “What are you saying? There’s only you.”
“Brandon, just go to sleep.”
Her dismissal irritates me, I sit up with my spine stiffer than a pen. I am not a kid. “No. I want to kiss you, I want to fuck you, El. I need food, rest and sex. Sex. It has been too long.” Horniness must have tripped a switch in my brain because I am full on ranting now. I need a release and she’s the only one who can satisfy me. “Elna, just th
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El is wet. Sopping wet. My hand slips into her trouser without breaking our kiss, I push her panties aside and slide a finger into her wetness to tease her clit. Shivers wrack her body, she moans against my lips, bites me. We break apart to stare into each other’s eyes, I flash her a seductive grin and she giggles.The delicate sound dies down once I shove another finger into her moisture, she moans her approval, bouncing slightly on my dick. Her mouth latches onto my neck, she grinds against my groin, nibbling on the skin behind my ear while her hands roam my chest, tug on my nipples through the material of my shirt.Tingles erupt on my spine, my fingers make a home between her legs. I hiss at her slickness, her smooth, hairless pubis is exactly how I love it. Her juice coats my palm, her cunt welcomes another digit. I need to be inside her now. Tugging on her waistband, I try and fail to locate the fly of her trouser. Frustration courses through me as I t
Mrs Reluctant Billionaire Thirty-one
A faint sound pierces through the fog in my skull. “Sleepyhead, you missed the girls.” The familiar voice floats in my head, it takes soft lips pressing to mine in a chaste kiss for my brain to jumpstart into action. My eyes flutter open to brown ones, El smiles and my thoughts fade. I want this daily. “Good morning.”“Morning, baby.” My palms automatically find her breasts, she releases a soft moan when I touch them. Prying my hands off her, she pouts. I sit up, my movements are a bit slow but the smile never leaves her lips. I yawn. “What’s the time?” She tells me and the rest of the sleep vanishes. Shit. “What of the girls?”“Gone.”“Gone?” She nods. Shame courses through me, my fist connects with my temple until she snatches my hand. Her disapproving pout does nothing to make me feel less of an idiot. “I’m such a terrible father.”Creating
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Fingers run through my hair, my toes curl and a soft pop resounds in the air. I am reluctant to move with El’s fingers weaving in and out of my tresses. She stops, my eyes jerk open and my head twists upwards.“Don’t stop.” I pout. She bends to peck me, my hands reach up to keep our lips glued but she pulls away.“In a moment,” she says, raising her tablet, “I have to get this.” The tap sounds made by her fingers hitting the screen keep me company, my cheek presses into her lap and my finger traces the open skin.Nothing no one can tell me, this is a slice of heaven. Turning so my head is no longer resting on her legs, I prop myself on my elbows. If I am keeping her here, I have to deal with her working from here.“What are you doing?” I try to pry the tab from her but she frowns and I back off. Only one day here and she has turned me into an attention seeking whore. “Elna. I do
Mrs Reluctant Billionaire Thirty-three
One month. One month to convince my wife we deserve a chance at being a family again. A thrill races down my spine. I feel better, a million times better. El’s approval was the true medication I needed. Rejuvenated, I get out of the bed, careful not to wake her. She rolls over to the side I once occupied, her eyelids flutter but her eyes don’t open and I push a pillow closer to her to take my place. A sigh escapes her, she cuddles the pillow. Stifling a laugh, I press a kiss to her temple and exit the room for the girls’. There’s a bounce in my step as I saunter down the corridor, an excitement in my chest. I misstep a few times but recover. My fist raps on the door of the girls room, on their command, I open up. Sleep clouds their eyes but they are already out of the bed, I cover the distance between us to squat in front of them. Their slim arms wrap around my neck, I press kisses to their hair. “Good morning,” they chorus. Steering
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El left. She fucking walked away.I snap out of my pitiful trance, catching up to her before she leaves through the front door. “Baby,” I let out in a breathless whisper, arms sliding around her waist from behind to stop her. She wiggles in my embrace, I tighten my grip on her. “Okay, I’m sorry. Elna.” El doesn’t spare me a look but her resistance wears off and I take advantage of that. “I don’t like that you are friends with him. I was—am jealous.”Her hands cover mine, she rests her forehead against the door and a sigh travels through her. “I know. I didn’t want to make you feel that way. That's why I didn’t pick his call in your presence but in the end, it still happened. There is no reason to be jealous.” When our eyes lock, she palms my face and my anger fades. I moan softly as she caresses my cheek, lips puckering into a pout. “Baby, it’s only you.” I
Mrs Reluctant Billionaire Thirty-five
An animated look takes over her beautiful, innocent face, bringing a bliss that replaces the loss of her body’s warmth. My heart thuds. I have missed this. Us. Talking. I steal a glance her way when she hops off the bed to the nightstand, half-naked and comfortable in her skin. Does she miss it too? I frown when she reaches for my phone, the corners of my lips lift to reciprocate the bewitching smile she shoots me.She got me something. Are we back to gifts now? I have a lot of gift ideas, if she wants gifts, she will get them. Truckloads of it. My eyes fall on her butt in boy shorts, I let out a wolf whistle and she giggles with a slight shake of her head. What has this woman done to me? How did I survive without her? Right, I didn’t.I pat my laps when she returns to the bed, with a pout she makes herself comfortable. My dick reacts accordingly, I muster a small smile. I should have worn my briefs at least. “Sooo. Sophia and I have been working on i
Mrs Reluctant Billionaire Thirty-six
El allowed me to come to work today. It took a lot of convincing. A lot of kisses, cajoling, a food flask, a promise and a swear on the kids lives to call her if I feel the slightest bit dizzy. I also have to check in every few hours with her so she can be sure I’m alive. Her words, not mine. I love that crazy woman.The telephone rings, I pick the receiver and Ed says, “Sir, Miss Sophia is here to see you.”Shoving files to a part of my table to create space, I reply, “Send her in. Thank you.”I roll a pen between my fingers, a small smile curves my lips. For once, everything is working out for me. I have El, I have my girls and I have my assistant. Jei and I are in the processing of concluding, once we have his signature on the contract, then project El will be ready. I sit up at the knock on the door. Maybe I deserve some of the finest things in life. Maybe I am not so unworthy of love. I deserve happiness too.
Mrs Reluctant Billionaire Thirty-seven
Our dinner doesn’t happen. El sends another message to let me know she will be late. Late eventually turns to 8 pm without a text from my wife. I stop checking when she misses all my calls.The girls munch their dinner, I drag my spoon through my plate, shoving rice that already lost its taste into my mouth. Maybe she ran into T and they decided to have lunch. I might have done the same if it was Sophia.Err... No. I would never go on a date with another woman except if it was for business purposes.“Where’s Mummy?” one of them asks, I am not sure who because I am too focused on my plate.“She went out, she will be late.”I push my barely touched plate aside, earning glares from two of them. Their plates are empty, their glasses too. The rules are simple, no one wastes food. But I’m their father, I can get away with it today.We shuffle to the kitchen to drop our plates,
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