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“I’ll take you to school today kitten” “Nooo” I whined. I had just stepped out of the house on my way to school. “You know I don’t like being driven” He gives me a look “You sure about that kitten?” the words are lowered. My belly clenched and I trapped a giggle between my teeth. “I don’t want you to get used to it or you’ll be asking me all the time” Since meeting him he's managed to convince me to get in the passenger seat and go along for a drive more times than I could count. “I wasn’t going to" He seemed to give that a second thought. "Okay that’s a lie” I laughed, we both knew it was a lie. “I thought you already left,” I say shifting my bag higher on my shoulder, he hadn't been present at breakfast so I imagined he had one of those early meetings as he did sometimes. "I was in my office" he clasped me free hand “Just this once, I want to be with you this morning” he nudged me forward with his briefcase case. Not sure why, but his words made me blush, there was ju
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And he watched, his eyes glued to my fingers as he unbuckled his seatbelt leaning closer to get a better view of my fingers working between my thighs.“You’re so sexy like this kitten, with your little fingers rubbing your wet pussy for me, never seen a more stunning sight” he praises. “Oooh” my breath came faster as he spoke.A trail of wetness tickled out of me, I had to be soaking in a leather seat beneath me, Ian didn’t seem to give a lick as he growled “Faster baby, fuck, does that feel good?” It was a rhetorical question but I nodded. “Yes, yes, oh, Ian…” my fingers moved between my legs. The fingers of my free hands curling into a fist around my dress holding it away from my sex, keeping myself bared to his hungry gaze. “Work your clit baby, you're so wet soaking your fingers” My hips rolled into my hands and I whimpered, when my eyes drew up I saw two students, a guy and a girl walking by the car their eyes lingering on us. Shoving my dress down over my thighs, my fingers r
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I shoved my test slip into my bag as I marched to the library, I knew I’d gotten a B having checked the uploaded grades on the student portal during the weekend but I returned for my answer slip so I could take note of the questions I got wrong. A B wasn’t too bad, this test made up ten percent of my grade, we had another and then to turn in some pending assignments to add up to thirty percent. And exams for sixty as Professor Edwards explained at the start of the semester, some professors followed the school style, others did their own thing. Either way I learned to get a head start in high school, a lot of students always felt they’d wait until exams to study and put in more effort. But that was like setting yourself up for failure. Or at least it didn’t work for me. A B was not off to a good start. I’ll need to put in more work in the future starting now. I walked around the desks to the far back and see the others were already seated at our usual table and nearly came to a stop
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Sam: Sorry about today Katy, we’ll speak to Hannah and get things back on track. I blew out a breath. It was nice of the guys to try to sort things out between us girl, I was mainly annoyed there was something to sort, to begin with. Things just got so weird so fast. Maybe I should have mentioned Heather reaching out as soon as it happened before Hannah heard it from her arch nemesis but it was I was busy and we hadn't seen that week, maybe I could have told her, it's honestly didn't seem that important. I had tests, papers to write, and exams were just at the corner to think about, there's also the fact that Ian wouldn't leave my mind, with everything going on Heather just wasn't important to me. Not that it mattered now, she was already angry and thinking the worst, which annoyed me in turn. I glanced at my screen to see that my class would be starting soon so I sent a quick reply. Me: Okay, class now. Catch you later. Hopefully, we could put this behind us and move on.
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I poked around the noodles with my fork “Had another argument with Hannah, Sam and Kyle said they’d talk to her” I shrugged at the end. “I wished I knew exactly what was bugging her, I would have thought this was something we would laugh over maybe make fun of not fight about, don’t even know why we were fighting” I understood Heather being her nemesis but I have never given any reason to believe I’d go behind her back or shit like that. Her disbelief hurt, I won’t deny it. But I was trying to give her time to see the truth or get over it.“It could be that she is scared to lose you as a friend” I frowned, nah, I didn’t think so, “Then shouldn’t she be trying to make peace and stay friends instead of ignoring me?”He shrugged and we went back to our food, Ian eating perfectly with a pair of chopsticks, I wondered briefly why he hadn’t offered me chopsticks, I had tried a few times in the past but never seemed to get the hang of it. And forks worked well enough so...After eating
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Sam had texted to meet in the common area at noon the following day, I had to turn in my paper before Professor May left for the day. My bag pack bumps against my side as I hurriedly make my way to the common area where we usually have lunch.I’m a tad surprised to see a new addition at our table.Glad to see everyone is getting chummy. I ignored the sting that followed and kept walking. Cami never hung out with us even if she’s officially with Sam but today she is, though when I drew closer I noted no one had their lunch out yet. Now I’m frowning, what’s going on? Hannah is at the other side of the table, glowing, by the arm Kyle has around her shoulder you can tell she’s not here on her own accord. It hurt that she didn't want to be around me, I guess talking to her hadn't done much.“Sam, what up? I got your text” I said when I get to their table, but remained standing, I don’t look in Hannah’s direction, I guess I was still pissed about yesterday. “Katy, please sit” he pointe
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“What are you doing?” I asked facing the mirror in my room. Taking out the scarf I weaved through my hair, in my bent position, I gave my hair a tussle and tossed it over my shoulder, shaking out the waves. Thanks to my time at the spa two days ago my hair didn’t need a lot of work and would be easy to style for the rest of the week, I was determined to milk every last second of it hence why I slept with my hair in a protective style. “I am enjoying the sight of you grooming?” Ian said he’d been sitting on my bed when I left the bathroom after my shower. I laughed, “So... interesting” “Very” I had some time this morning and I wasn’t in a hurry, so scooped some rose-scented oil and ran it through my strands before going all over with some hairspray. I looked at him through the mirror and noted he hadn't so much as moved an inch, dressed in black suit pants and a white shirt, he is leaned back on one hand, his legs stretched out and crossed at the ankles. His posture relax
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**I was having a hard day. Every time I moved, shifted, or even bloody breathed, I was constantly reminded of the state of my nipples. Me: I really need come.I hit send. Biting my lips nervously.His reply was swift as though he'd been expecting that message.Ian Quinn: Okay, but then you forfeit your priceHe could be so mean sometimes. Me: You haven’t even told me what it is.I had a few guesses but nothing was confirmed. Ian Quinn: Now where’s the fun in that?Ah, crap. The thought of what it might be was just as stimulating as the actual stimulation I was receiving, if not more. Me: Ian…Ian Quinn: Yes, kitten?I made a whimpering in my chest and another text pops up under the last. Ian Quinn: How’s it feel baby?Me: Hard. And yes my nipples were hard, they were left in a constant state of hardness due to the clamp around them. I could almost hear his deep voice when I read his next text. Ian Quinn: Are you wet, kitten?My eyes fell closed and I typed and hit send. Me
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Bound By the Billionaire Epilogue
“He used to come visit us” a voice called lightly behind me. It’s been two weeks since Ian moved back into the house, and I gradually returned to the land of the living, doing... well, things like waking up, leaving my bed, and talking to other people, this is one step I hadn't been able to make until this afternoon. We were taking it slow. I was learning to trust him again. We talked, spending as much time outside work as we could, breakfast every morning before he went to work and I, did whatever I wanted as it was the summer break, then dinner in the evenings, maybe a movie, and then bed. Separate beds. It was a little weird. But like I said, taking it slow. He showed me the file he had on me, it had been… very detailed, and even contained some information I hadn’t known about myself. He’s also promised not to keep things from me again. I’ve been spending more and more time at the foundation, Naomi agreed to take me on as an assistant teacher for the little
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I am so wet I did take much, only a slight bite of pain which I ignored in my need to have him inside, I shook as I sat on his hips, our groins flushed as flutters recked me. I cupped my breast pinching my nipple as I rolled my hips. So thick, hot and hard between my walls I fell foward, a hand smooths up my spine, into my hair and he captured my lips in a deep kiss. Groaning into my mouth as my hips rolled taking him deeper. Fucking myself on his cock. “Fuck baby, you feel so good, so fucking good” he groaned moving beneath me. Flashes of lightening colored the sky lightening up the room. “No” I knocked his hand away planted my palms on his chest when he made to rise, his hands reaching for me. “No Ian! Or I’ll stop” I warned slamming my hips down on his cock. He made a pained sound and curled his hands into a fist. “Let me touch you baby, please” “No” I snapped. Veins corded his neck as he threw his head back, pleasure and pain twisting his features as I boun
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Panic gripped me. “I don’t think that’s a good idea” I couldn’t stay here with him. Alone. “Incase you didn’t notice, it’s raining heavily” My eyes flew to the windows, rivulets of water lined the glass. “I’ll drive carefully, it’s fine” “Absolutely not, you will stay” the sharpness of his tone had me glancing at him. This close, the light amusement drained from his features and I noted a hint of displeasure in his eyes. “You are upset” But why? “What gave it away?” He cocked. “I’ve been away from my wife and my home for almost two weeks, your father passed and you spun my wishes to comfort you, you act as though I am a stranger when we have lived together for almost half a year, so yes, wife, I am upset, but that is a conversation for another time because even in my displeasure, I worry, so you will stay the night, I have several bedrooms, pick one. Allen will drop you off in the morning” Well crap. With nothing to say, I dipped my chin. It was futile anyway.
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The location leads me to an apartment complex in the city. I pack in the underground garage, The black Ferrari I’d named Bumper was packed at the curb when I stepped out of the house, the key fob in the drivers seat when I made my way around. I glance around as I shut off the vehicle my phone pinged with a text in the cup holder. Second elevator. It read Passcode: 0676 I drew in a fortifying breath before popping the door open. Cool wind blasted my face and through my loose hair. I tugged my jacket closer, seems it’s going to rain, I think as I looked around for the elevator and made my way towards it. After agreeing to meet him, I’d taken some time to freshen up and actually run a brush through my hair. I pushed the call button, moving from foot to foot, my belly queasy as waited for the evaluator to arrive. Ping I startled as the elevator door slid open. Is it too late to get back in my car? I could just tell him something came up. And talk later, it didn’t hav
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** Heat swooped down my belly settling in my core. Long fingers smoothed down my chest, cupping the weight and settling on my taut nipple pinching softly, I hummed, moaning out a name.My toes curled, heat enveloped me, molten lava swooped down my belly and I ached right there, between my legs. I let out a low moan, my thighs clenching at the beautiful stretch, a finger pressed down my clit and I sighed. I loved it when he did that. The movement quickened, smooth thrusts, and my thighs parted to give him more room, my head rolling from side to side as pleasure swept through me. I gasped and my lids blinked open, I was on my side one the bed, my heart beating so fast, in tempo with the throbbing between my legs. I shifted unto my back, blinking in confusion as reality washed over me, I'm in bedAlone.My core clenched painfully around my fingers and I realized how close to orgasm I was.I glanced at the bed once more, scanning the room and confirmed I was truly alone.I could have sw
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The day after Ian left, Dad passed away in his sleep, the nurse said his heart stopped beating. He’d gone quietly, painlessly. He was buried a week later.I didn't go. I couldn’t. I bared a grudge, maybe later I’d regret it but I am hurt. It wasn't like me, goody two shoes Katy, who always did what was expected of me. I didn't recognize myself these days.He’d been laid to rest beside my mum as he wanted. With mom and dad gone, and him… I was truly alone now. I’d gotten condolences and well wishes from Elise and Naomi, a few of Dad’s colleagues, his assistant at the company, and peers from high school on my social media had reached out also.I looked at them without responding.At some point, I got a notification that I'd missed my appointment at the clinic for another shot of birth control and to reschedule. I swiped away the notification so fast, and turned off my phone after that. Hannah has been by twice, the first time, I’d been surprised to see her and it showed. “You hav
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“I will not risk you” “I’m not asking Ian, I’ve made my decision. I need to see this through, I must” I swallowed shakingly. Learning about my mother sealed it. I was coming along end of. “I’m not asking Ian, I’ve made my decision. I need to see this through, I must” For as long as I can remember, I let others make decisions in my life. No more. Ian refused and I threatened to follow them. “Not if you lock you in your room” he returned. “Do that and I’ll never speak to you again!” I yelled. “At least you’ll be alive” I shook on the spot. “I’m not joking Ian- I swear I’ll- I need to be there. If they killed my mother, almost killed me, I need to see them face to face” He glared at me. I glared right back. My mind was made up. That evening, we seat at the back of the Bently. Mr. Allen drove with Mason rode shotgun. Another vehicle with security traveling behind us. I'm slightly surprised when we come to a stop in a normal looking building. I half expe
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“You knew me… before the courthouse,” I say the next morning. In his office where I'd met he and Mr Allen talking in low tones over a screen. They immediately went quiet, Ian had clicked it off when I let myself in and I wondered how many times I've seen him do that. I never cared to check what he was doing, and why would I? The other man nodded once and left the room. And I shoved my hands into my front pockets as I walked further into the room. He seems more himself this morning, in control, assured. Behind his large oak table, fingers steeped loosely over the now faced down tablet, he just looked at me, “Is that supposed to be a question" “Did you know me, Ian?” “Yes” What was that he said last night? He saw me, he wanted me and he got me? I nodded. “How?” He looked me over and I felt his internal turmoil as he debated what to tell me. “I first saw you in traffic, you were helping some kids crossing the road, I’m not sure what about it caught my attention," he said soft
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I didn’t know his name when I signed my name on that contract, then I moved into his house, with time I allowed him into my life, into my body. He might have been a stranger but I’d always felt a certain amount of safety that my dad knew him, chose him to be my husband and take over his company. I was wrong. So very wrong.Suspicions and doubt rose in my mind like a seven headed snake. Who is he?What did he want?With my father’s company. With me. I doubt it had anything to do with me.It had to be the company.I’m reminded that of recent he cut off Eunice and Monica’s allowance, it seemed he had done it to get back at them on my behalf but what if it wasn’t? Then there’s Mr. Grayson who I actually know to be a friend and partner of my dad's and has been ever suspicious of Ian, God, have I been a fool? There’s also Mr. Alfred, dad trusted him and so I trusted him, but how many times has Ian shown to be very aware of my discussions with the lawyer? Ian could have bought him of
