The Billionaire's Secret Love Child(151)

“Oh, you are a bad girl,” he said.

I smiled and felt him beginning to tense up. He leaned on my couch to hold himself up and it felt like he was close.

It only took another moment before he exploded in my mouth. Globs of his juice shot down the back of my throat as I could feel him starting to get softer.

“Hey, it’s my turn now, you know,” I said. I pulled off my panties and maneuvered myself to the kitchen counter, opening up my legs to give him a good view. The sight almost instantly made him hard again. I pulled apart my lips to show him how soaked I was, and it made him even more excited.

He kicked off the remains of his clothing and sauntered over to me. With his powerful arms, he grabbed my sides and pulled me in for another kiss. I could feel him lining his member up to my welcoming slit. I was dripping over him while he slid up and down along my opening.

Then with a powerful thrust, he pushed himself into me, opening me up all the way. He filled me up more than I thought possible and still had more to give. I welcomed him in as he inched his way inside. I tensed up with the sensation, wishing it would never end, and hungry for more.

Then he started moving his hips around, tickling my mound with his pelvis. He was the first to work his hips like that, and it felt amazing. Sensations shot through my spine, hitting every nerve along the way.

I moaned in ecstasy, and this only seemed to fuel his desire. He began thrusting, slowly. He was driving me crazy, and he knew it. Then he started thrusting faster and faster; driving his manhood deep inside.

Then he picked me up, holding onto my legs and back. He lifted me and lowered me along his shaft. As he did so, I could feel him flexing inside, pulling me apart just a little more with each thrust.

I couldn’t hold myself up anymore, and collapsed over his shoulder, holding onto his back as best I could. He walked me over to the wall and threw me up against it. Then began driving into me harder, I couldn’t take it anymore, I could feel my muscles starting to tense up as the orgasm started welling up.

Then came the most powerful release I had ever felt. I shivered as the waves of pleasure washed over me. I wasn’t alone, it seemed, I could feel him spurting inside me.

The both of us collapsed on the cool kitchen floor, covered in sweat from head to toe. I threw an arm over Jake and hugged him close.

“Maybe I should call out of work tomorrow,” I said.



4.

“Are you kidding me with this, Angie?!” Martin, my boss, said, with what almost seemed like fire shooting out of his ears.

“Who I keep company at nights is no business of yours,” I replied.

“It matters when that company is a client. What the hell were you thinking? This is going to be all over the papers by tomorrow,” he continued.

I sat there and listened to his objections to my relations with Jake for more than half an hour. Martin always had a way of blowing things way out of proportion, and he always made me laugh a little when he did.

I tried calling out of work this morning, but he said that my presence was mandatory, and he’d send a car over. I don’t think he’s ever sent a car over for anyone, except potential clients.

My phone buzzed, and I received a text message from Jake.

‘Let’s try my place tonight,’ it said.

I hadn’t thought that he’d want to go two nights in a row. But, after a night like that, it’s easy to want to go back for seconds.

“Are we done here, Martin,” I asked.

“We’re done. Just keep in mind that the last agent that dated her client is flipping burgers somewhere, now. I don’t want that to end up with you, things like this always end poorly.”

I stood up and made for the door, then remembered my real goal from last night.

“I might have pulled in another client. He should be in later today. I told him to talk to you if I were unavailable.”

Martin nodded. “At least you managed that much before your escapade.”

“I’m taking the rest of the day off; I have some thinking to do.”

He understood, and I walked out of the building. This is the first day I had taken off in more than a year. I informed my secretary of my absence, and she understood.

I was already giddy at meeting up tonight, and nothing was going to bring down my excitement now. Before I left the building, I made my way to the bathroom.

It was thankfully empty, so I locked the door. I peeled myself out of my clothing and took a picture of my best sexy look for Jake. I knew he would enjoy it. Then I got dressed and left.

I wasn’t more than five steps down the road when my phone started ringing.

“Hey Jake, I see you got my photo,” I said with a smile.

“I don’t think I can wait for tonight. What are you doing right now,” he asked.

I giggled; he was acting like a schoolboy that just at chocolate for the first time, and then I laughed at the analogy.

“I thought I might take a bath, but I can use some company.”

“I’ll be there in ten minutes,” he replied and clicked the phone.

It was a good afternoon.



5.

It became a nightly affair; we both wanted it a lot. I would work hard all day at work helping clients, and sending him some of the juiciest photos he would ever see. And, he told me that he would get so worked up during practice that he would stay longer to work off sexual aggression.