Falling For The Billionaire Heir

“Take care of yourself,” Debbie hugged Becky Friday mid-day. “All is going to be well. Colin is receiving the best of treatments, am sure he’s going to be alright.”

“She kissed Mrs. Blake on the cheek and offered her the same words of encouragement.

“Thank you so much,” Becky said to her.Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

“It’s nothing. Let me be on my way now.” She picked up her bag from the chair, gave Colin one more look, and left.

Debbie had been visiting him in the hospital every day since the second day of the accident. She would either go in the morning on her way to work or on her way back in the evening.

She had a very early meeting that morning and knowing she would also have a late night, with another meeting with a prospective client, she had gone at midday.

When she got back to the office, she went straight to Brett’s office. He had sent a message to her he already ordered lunch for them.

“Which one do you want me to eat first?” Brett said as soon as she walked in. “My cunt or the food?”

“Whichever one,” she locked the door, knowing they didn’t need anyone to barge in at that moment. “Make your choice.” She sucked in her lower lip. She was already feeling tingles in her pussy as she walked further into the room.

“That’s good,” he licked his lip. And walked round his desk with a big grin on his face to meet her halfway. “I choose your cunt first because my cock is so hard for you.”

He pulled her to himself and wrapped his arms around her body. “I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you since we spoke on the phone in the morning.” He licked her collarbone. “All I have been thinking was fucking you silly for lunch. Do you want that too?”

“Yes,” she squirmed in his hands with a devilish glint on her face. “I want that so much. I want to feel that hard cock deep inside of me.” She moaned, knowing it was the sweetest melody Brett enjoyed hearing.

He picked her up in a swift and placed her on his massive desk. He rolled up the sleeves of his powder blue shirt, after which he pulled down her panties..

“Oh, yessss,” he hissed, seeing how wet her pussy was already. “Can you see that? So wet for me already.” He went down on his knees and slid two fingers into her wet channel.

Pleasure burst out of her cunt. “Brett, yes, yes.” She moaned softly as he finger fucked her. He brought out the fingers coated with her juices. He licked one finger off and put the second one in her mouth to lick off. “You like it,” he growled. “Don’t you?”

She nodded dreamily as she sucked off her juices from his finger. It was so intoxicating.

“I can’t hold it anymore, Betty.” He unbuckled his belt. Pulling down his pants and boxers short at the same time to expose his very engrossed manhood.

He parted her pussy lips with two fingers and drove his cock into her. Betty’s breath caught in her throat as his cock stretched inside her. She smiled up into his eyes as he started thrusting inside her.

******

“Grant Holloway,” the man dropped the bags in his right hand on the floor and stretched his hand towards her. “I stay in the same estate with you, I have seen you so many times during your morning runs. I run too.”

She relaxed her guard and took the outstretched hand. “I am so sorry, Mr. Holl…”

“It’s Grant,” he cut her short. “I can see you didn’t come in your car. Let me take you home.”

“Yeah, it’s in the shop.”

They both walked to where he packed his car and they were soon on the way home.

They talked heartily on the drive and by the time he stopped his car in front of the Andrews’ house, Betty didn’t want to get out of the car. It was so strange to her, but she had to get down.

They gave each other glancing grins when she opened the car door and got out”.

“Thank you so much, Grant.”

“It’s nothing,” he replied with a chuckle. He waited and watched her open the gate and walked in. It was only then he drove away.

“Daddy, why are you smiling?” His eleven years old daughter asked as he walked into his living room moments later.

“I’m smiling?” He didn’t even know he was. “No, I am not.”

“Yes, Daddy you are,” she collected a shopping bag from him. “I haven’t seen you looking like this since mummy.”

They both walked into the kitchen and dropped the shopping bag on the kitchen island.

“Katie, are you ready?” he tried to change the topic. “Mrs. Albert will be here soon.”

“Daddy, tell me why you were smiling,” she giggled and took his hand. “You look happy.”

“Happy? Wow!” He studied Katie’s face. “Do you like it?”

“Like what?”

“Seeing me happy?”

“Of course Daddy,” she laid a hand on her father’s arm. “I want you to always be happy. So tell me, why are you happy?”

He was about to say something when the doorbell rang. Relieved, he turned to look into Katie’s eyes. “That must be Mrs. Albert. Go get your bag.”

Katie went to get her bag. She came back and kissed her father, ”try not to miss me, daddy.”

“I will try,” he pressed a kiss to her forehead. “I’ll see you on Sunday night. Run along.”

She ran out of the kitchen to meet her friend’s mother outside.

Katie was going to spend the weekend with her best friend’s family. Grant opened the fridge and took a beer. He went to sit in front of the TV, smiling at himself for being caught by his daughter. The funny thing was that he didn’t even know he was smiling.

He hadn’t felt this good by just talking to anyone in a very long while. He chuckled and took a long gulp of his beer.