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I couldn't stop laughing as I got in, Mr Allen closed the door and I buckled in, Outside, the others seemed to have gotten into their vehicles. Ian appeared beside me a moment later.“After a loss like this one would think he’d cool down on the betting” Eyes on his phone he replies “He enjoys the rush” “Still, I’d die if I lost an expensive car like this” I smooth up my hands on the cool leather of the interior. The last time we’d been out I sat at the front but tonight we were at the back and Mr. Allen drove tonight, affording me the opportunity to take it in.“He can afford it” he clicks something on his phone before putting it away. The vehicle starts and pulls out of the curb. I lean my head on the car seat. My scalp was beginning to feel tight from my high ponytail, I glanced at him from the side but I was glad I came out tonight.“You’re friends are something else”He made a disagreeable sound looking out the window “I wouldn’t go that far” I laughed. Men. “Sorry, I meant y
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I thought much about Ian’s strange departure for long before sleep claimed me. And I say strange because it just felt… wrong. He was with me, I know it. I felt it. The way he kissed me, was that of a man that wanted to see how far he could go, how far I would let him take me. And last night…I couldn’t help but feel like I’d missed something.Something…From when we left the casino and got to the house. Possibly before then?But what? I wasn’t very good at discerning the thoughts of others, I tended to mind my business growing up in a house that taking up any space made me a target for Monica wrath.The sight of me soured her mood. She was hardly ever in a good mood other then when her rich friends were around. I stayed out of her way as I became older. Most of all, I learned to not ask questions and allowed people what they wanted to share. Where are you going?Is it work? When will you be back?Questions.Oh, how I had them. It had been on the tip of my tongue last night. And
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***Hannah left some minutes ago to turn in an assignment and I return to my textbook. A pencil between my teeth as I thumb through my notes looking for a part of the lesson I could have sworn I wrote down somewhere except I couldn’t find it. Did I imagine that? There was no way I imagined it. Was I so out of it that I was not taking notes in class because that would be beyond stupid. Maybe I wrote it in the wrong book? That was also possible-I’m distracted by a ping. The screen of my phone lighting up instantly. I’m about to ignore it and continuing my search when I noticed it’s a notification from my bank. Those were important so I double tapped with one finger and dragged down the notification. I blinked in shock,snatched up my phone, then unlocked my phone immediately to get the full message. I’m tying to make sense of it when another notification comes in. A text from an unknown number this time. Unknown: Here’s what we owe you shortie. I went back to the previ
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**“How’d it go.?”“How’d what go?” I returned dropping down on the unoccupied seat beside her, placed my bag on the table and crossed my legs at the ankles. “Girl, don’t play dumb with me” “Nothing” “Nothing?” Hanna repeated“Yeah” I shrugged. She regards me a look of suspicion. “What did you do?”It was a bit late when I got home last night as it had rained most of the afternoon so Hannah and I stayed back in the library to study until the rain let up, I immediately jumped in my car and drove home before it started pouring again. Hannah impacting last minute fountain of knowledge saying, give him some ass babe, and before you know it he’s all yours. Determined to ignore her, I cleaned up, slipped into a warm sweater dress and came down for dinner. It was nice, we talked about school and how I was preparing for my upcoming exams, I asked about his day and work. Told him about my call with Damien. And he mentioned how those two tend to be attached at the hip. I tho
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**Hannah’s words won’t leave my mind a day later.If your dog isn’t eating that means someone else is feeding it.The statement rubbed me the wrong way, the comparison was so stupid. Ian wasn’t a dog, he was a man. A man who could never have a shortage of women lining up to be with him.Damn it.I tossed my pencil on my book.I should not be thinking about this right now. I still had a few more pages to go through so I should be studying or sleeping but I’ve found myself on the same page for the past thirty minutes.Dinner tonight was quiet, Ian didn’t speak much and seemed to have something on his mind. So after making small talk, I finished my meal and went to my room where I’d been held up for the past three hours. There was a strange naggingsensation at the back of my mind, a growing feeling of tightness in my chest since yesterday morning. Accompanied by an unfulfilledneed in the pit of my stomach.My brain pointed out that I hadn’t had a single orgasm in more than a week. I
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“You want my fingers or my tongue baby?” His tongue against my pussy was unlike anything I’d ever felt in my life but the ache was deep within me.Deep inside.I made a helpless sound and one hand dropped to my thigh the other remained on my boob, foundling. He pushed my dress to my hips and slipped between my thighs. What he found had him letting out a hiss.“No panties kitten? Naughty girl” he couldn’t have sounded more pleased with the development.He swiped his fingers back and forth over my clit repeatedly. “Ooh, oh!”I shook as he stroked me again, before retracting, when he brought away his fingers there were glistening with my cream. Ian held them up to me “Look how wet you are baby, taste yourself” his fingers slipped between my parted lips.I sucked as I moved on him, my tongue slithering between his index and middle finger to get every hint of my juice.His gaze glued to my lips as he pumped his fingers once twice, stroking my tongue. A dark look entered his eyes, his nost
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There is a bunch of nerves in my belly when I walk to the dining Thursday morning my bag on my shoulder. I’m so nervous I should have skipped breakfast. Last night was terrible. I don’t understand how I got so carried away chasing my pleasure. I felt so wanton and slutty. But that wasn't what had me so angsty. I let out a breath after a quick peek, he isn’t here yet so I step in fully. Maybe I could eat and be gone before he arrives? Settling on my usual chair, I poured some juice and served myself some eggs biting into a piece of toast. A dark form appears in my peripheral and draws closer. “Good morning baby” I chewed quickly and swallowed, straightening my back. “Hey, good morning” I returned, reaching for my glass without looking up. He stopped at my side, lowered at the waist and I startled, not expecting him to appear so close, and his lips pressed to mine, chaste and simple, I let out a breath and he pulled back slightly, holding the position for a moment, I sat straight
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“This must be the lucky girl, though some might say unlucky” a woman that can only be described as a buxom brunette calls as she walks towards us, the deep red floor-length number she has on accentuating her curves for the world to see, I notice a pair of diamond encrusted tip-toe sling backs as she glides forward. Her hair is in an elegant updo, whispy curls framing a little heart-shaped face, a diamond clip holding the rest of those rich curls pinned away from her beautiful face. She takes the measure of me, but not in a rude way, more like she was taking me in the same way I took her in, the way a woman might admire the beauty of a fellow woman. “You didn’t invite me to your wedding Quinn, I’m hurt” She brings the hand of a perfectly manicured nails to her chest, the coral pink was one I would say was girly and cute but it she wore it well. “You were away” Ian clipped lightly, I could hear the amusement in his voice.The woman lifted her chin with the air of a queen “Still, I wo
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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
