All Chapters of The Billionaire's Second Chance At Love: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

MEREDITH: Monday morning came, and Miles and I went over to Steele's headquarters to finalize the purchase. After discussing a lot of business terms and conditions, a final document was drawn up. Some clauses stated that Steele had the right to back out if Miles's image took a hit. Proper investigation, background checks, and financial audits would be done to ensure he wasn't guilty of anything. Reading the heavy document made me feel like he was going for gold rather than a football club. List upon list of dos and don'ts. Finally, the meeting came to an end with hand claps, hugs, and pictures. It would only take less than a month for Steele's signature to be scribbled on the dotted lines of the selling paper. Zara had also attended the meeting, and she insisted everyone celebrate. She had chefs bring over homemade meals, snacks, and gift bags for everyone in attendance. Many people were involved, mind you; myself, so many executives from both Steele and Miles's company, Zara, and

MILES: We trailed behind her. Once again, passing numerous wards of sick people and doctors with nurses rushing to attend to them. Minimizing my focus to make sure I concentrated on getting to our destination, we rode the elevator. We made it out. This floor held both the examination room and Grenada's office. “Brandon, wait outside,” I instructed as we entered the examination room. “Yes, sir.” Grenada tried to lend me a hand to get inside, but I glared at her, storming into the examination room. “We better have a proper explanation as to why I keep fainting,” I mumbled, catching a glimpse of Grenada rolling her eyes. I lay on the examination bed after changing into a hospital gown. The cold metal bed rails, soft pillows, crisp sheets, and smooth plastic emergency remote were all uncomfortable for me. Grenada wore gloves. A cool swipe of antiseptic being applied to my skin was quickly replaced with a prick of a needle that made me jerk. She began to carry out a series of tests. S

MILES: Sensing her fear, I moved closer to her. “Hey, trust me. I would never hurt you unless it's for pleasure, and I'm pretty experienced with that. Don't worry. I'm just going to find out what you like and dislike. You might not be different after all.” “I don't want to. You are scaring me, Miles.” “Okay. I won't force it. Let's go eat dinner then. I made a reservation. Let's get to the room.” She studied me for a while and reluctantly placed her hand in mine. We continued walking, with me making sure that her sight was focused on our path. Shortly, we got to my door, which had the bold inscription of 'BLU' italicized in black. I reached into my pocket and got my key, unlocking the door to a place that held a different personality of who I was, which she would soon find out. She took in the view and gasped. “It's beautiful.” Indeed, it was. I enrolled in this club when I was in a dark place in my life years back. I visited frequently as it was a source of validation. Somehow,

MILES: I hadn't expected her to give in. It was easy and pleasurable. The way her body reacted, and her eyes lit up, showed that this was a subdued part of her that I had just brought to life. Impressive. Exposing just enough for me to enjoy and covering her up, I kept lowering her onto my pulsing dick. Meredith felt tight that I almost thought my dick would break. She was moaning in both pain and pleasure. Patiently and steadily, I was all in. I couldn't believe how she was always able to completely take the whole of me. She began to ride me, pulling back and forth. I slouched against the chair, allowing her to lead. She was covering my view and I only heard the moans of the trio in the room with us. I didn't care about them any longer. My whole attention was on my woman. Yes. MINE! Meredith moaned deliciously, and I was forced to start the vibrator. I raised my back while sitting, pressing her deeper to my dick until I felt what I presumed were the walls of her stomach. Haha. Jus

MILES: Meredith’s eyes had turned darker, the hunger there clearly evident. I ran my cock up and down her wetness, coating the tip with her cream. Her body trembled underneath me. My desire grew with anticipation and growing ecstasy. Grasping her hip with one hand, I wrapped my other hand around her thigh as I thrust slowly inside, filling her completely. But as soon as I was inside, I gasped, my eyes widening as darkness fell upon me. Damn! Withholding was the fastest way to enjoy desire. It was such a perfect moment. I began to thrust in and out, with Meredith wriggling in pleasure. I didn't put in my full length, as I wanted to be careful not to hurt her. Her voice was a melody to my ears, and her eyes radiated lust. “Miles,” she whispered. “Yes, baby?” Deeper and deeper I went until I was buried to the hilt, with Meredith shrieking. Mercilessly, I pounded her, and in no time, my pleasure built. “Look at yourself in the mirror. Watch those beautiful breasts of yours bounce,” I