Falling For The Billionaire Heir

“I will try to link up with Lily,” he said, to change the topic. She rolled her eyes at him, letting him know she was aware of what he was trying to do.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

“Yes, it would be nice,” she chirped. He let out a carefree laugh, stroking his beard.

“I will be so happy if all four of us can reconnect again.”

“Yeah, it will be awesome,” Owen replied. “Maybe we can even plan a reunion soon.”

“That will be cool,” she agreed. “When is your flight tomorrow?” “Seven pm,” he answered. “Will you come with me to the airport?”

“Definitely,” she assured him with a chuckle. “I will drive you to the airport.”

“Thank you.” His face brightened up. He was glad to hear that. He wasn’t sure if Tracy would want to come along with him to the airport. The girl had been acting up for the last few days. Though he planned to spend the night in her apartment to do as much damage control as he could.

Becky’s phone rang as she stopped her car in their driveway when she got home after dinner with Owen. She reached for her bag on the passenger seat and dug out her ringing phone. It was Colin calling her.

She swiped across the screen and said, “hello babe,” with a smile curving her mouth.

“Are you home now?” He asked.

“Yeah,” she reclined in her seat, the usual warmth radiating around her body on hearing his voice. “I just got home now. I’m right in the driveway.”

“How did it go?”

“It was fine.” She loved how Colin did not have a single shred of jealousy in his body. “Only sad that I’m losing another friend.”

“Don’t worry,” he tried to cheer her up. “I’m sure Owen will stay in touch, and I feel he will return soon to Tracy.”

“Yes.” she ran a finger over the steering wheel. “I share that sentiment with you, too. He’s in love with her. He just doesn’t realize it yet.”

“Where are you now?” She asked.

“I’m just driving out of the office gate.” he stifled a yawn. Which was quite unlike him. It showed how tired he was. “I will stop over at your place.”

“No,” she pleaded with him. “Why don’t you go home and rest? You are tired, I can feel it.”

“Don’t worry, I will be fine,” he stifled another yawn. “I want to see you tonight.”

“You are yawing again, see.”

They both burst into laughter, and he agreed to go home. With a promise from Becky that they would have breakfast together at their favorite breakfast deli next day.

An idea came to her mind as she ended the call. She dialed Owen’s phone number and told him she would come over in the afternoon to cook lunch for her like his mama would have done for him.

*****

Owen returned his phone back into his pocket with a big smile on his face at what Becky had just told him? The one person he was going to miss sorely apart from Tracy was Becky. She had always been like a sister to him.

He walked up the lobby and climbed the stairs. Boxes lined up against the walls. He packed each one of them with memories he had with his parents. There was a little pile in the kitchen too. He would take them all to the locked-up storage he recently paid for.

He stripped himself naked when he got into his bedroom, brushed his teeth and had a shower afterward.

Owen dried himself up quickly and put on a pair of sweat shorts. Not bothering with a top, he slipped a packet of condoms and let himself out of his apartment.

A few minutes later, he was knocking softly on Tracy’s front door. He brought a copy of her key out of his pocket when she refused to open up the door after about three minutes. He came well prepared, knowing that might happen. Owen let himself into Tracy’s living room and shut the door after him. Her apartment smelled of cinnamon. He smiled, knowing she must be baking her famous apple pie.

He dashed to the kitchen and surely she was there bringing out two pie dishes out of the oven. She was in a silk bathrobe, which showed all the curves on her body. His cock twitched, stretching against the fabric of his shorts.

“How did you get in here?” She asked without turning around as she placed the dishes on the granite worktop.

“I used my spare key,” he dangled the key, though she wasn’t looking at him. “I’m your landlord, remember?”

“You know that’s an offense?” She closed the oven. “I could call the cops right away, you know?”

He smiled to himself and walked up to her, knowing she didn’t mean her threat. Her body trembled as he wrapped his arms around her.

“Don’t you think we should make this night a special one, sugar?” He nibbled on her neck. “Ummm, tonight should be an unforgettable one.”

She said nothing, her body trembled more. She gripped the edge of the countertop for stability and was trying so hard not to moan.

He pulled the sash of her bathrobe and took the robe off her body. “Fuck Tracy,” he ran his hands over the ridge of her hips. “You are not wearing anything underneath.” His hands moved to the front and up to cup his breasts. “Oh, Tracy…” he moaned. He positioned his erection between her butt cheeks as his fingers found her nipples.

“Owen,” she breathed out his name raggedly.

“I want you so much sugar.” He grazed his lips against her shoulder. “And I know you want me too.”

Veins throbbing with excitement, he moved his lips to the back of her ear. Her breath became more rapid, she moaned breathlessly.

“You like that, darling?” He rumbled into her ear. Her body shuddered against him.

“Tell me what you want,” he growled, running his tongue over the back of her ear, with his fingers still playing with her nipples.

“I want You. To. Fuck. Me.” She rumbled.”Put your dick in my pussy!”

“Oh yeah, sugar,” his chuckles turned into laughter. “That’s exactly what I’m going to do,” he rasped, pulling down his shorts.