Falling For The Billionaire Heir

Tuesday late evening, Becky quickly dried off her hands and dashed out of the kitchen to get the door.

“Oh no,” she muttered on opening the door. Colin stood there with his sleeves rolled up, showing off his muscular toned arms. His tie was loosened and he was looking every way disheveled. She had never seen him like that before. “I thought it’s Betty,” she scrawled up her face, wishing she had asked who it was before opening the door.

“Hey,” he whispered.

“Hey,” she answered reluctantly. “What are you doing here?” Her brow furrowed. “Please, go away.” She planned to ‘punish’ him for his mother’s behavior for at least a week.

“Becky please,” he begged. “Don’t send me away. I haven’t been myself since Saturday night. I miss you. It’s driving me crazy!” He growled.

“I still need more time,” she insisted, looking away from him.

“Don’t push me away, sweet,” he moved closer to her and placed a hand on her hand. “I can’t concentrate on anything.” He raked his hand through his hair. The action made his agony more glaring on his face. “You haven’t spoken to me, or seen me in over forty-eight hours. I can’t take it anymore.”

Becky had blocked his number and also blocked all avenues for him to see her. She could see that she had really hurt him and she felt terrible for doing that to him now.

“I had to stop an ongoing meeting today,” he continued. “And also canceled another meeting. I can’t just get my act together. You are my life… my breath…” His voice trailed off, with his hand trembling against hers.

“I’m sorry,” she said in a small voice, looking up into his eyes. “Your mom hurt me. I thought that’s the best way to handle it.”

“It’s okay, sweetheart,” he cupped her cheeks. “I understand, but don’t do this to me again, please.” He rumbled with relief. “Let’s talk if we have issues. Don’t shut me out.”

She nodded and smiled gently.

And there on the patio, she allowed him to crush her mouth in a long, passionate kiss. She didn’t have to worry about any nosy neighbors. Their house was far away from the rest of the houses. Their compound was a huge one and at the end of the block.

“I love you, sweetheart, and I missed you so much,” he said after the kiss and pushed her face against his chest. She felt so secure in his powerful arms, with his heart beating against her face.

“I missed you too, baby,” she murmured into his chest and wrapped her arms around him tightly, inhaling his familiar scentNôvelDrama.Org © content.

“Please don’t push me away again,” he said into her hair.

“I won’t,” she promised.

She heard the oven timer go off and said, “let me check what I have in the oven,” she pulled away from him. “That’s the timer.” “Okay,” he said and let go of her. “I will go with you.”

Colin’s lungs sucked in all the air around him as he walked behind Becky. His eyes roaming over her body. The dress she wore did so much justice to her slender waist and perfectly sculptured hips; the view was so captivating! He felt familiar adrenaline trickling into his veins as they walked into the kitchen.

He snuck up behind her after she brought the chicken out of the oven, placing his hands on either side of her waist. “You look amazing as usual, Sweet,” he whispered, nibbling on her neck.

Hot flash of happiness creeps up on her cheeks. She picked the roll of foil paper off the cabinet and tore some off to cover the baked chicken.

He planted a kiss on her bare shoulder. Becky turned around, smiled into his eyes and kissed him for a few minutes before she turned back to return the foil paper to the upper cabinet.

“When is Betty coming back home?” He asked, his breath warming her neck.

“Maybe an hour.” A stab of pleasure rushed through her body. She placed her palms on the edge of the cabinet top. “Or less.” His hard cock twitched against her leg, her breasts tingled, and she couldn’t help but moan slowly. The sound made his body twitch again against her.

“I missed you so much,” he slid her dress up. “Did you miss me?” He ran his hand over her thigh. “Sweet?”

“Yes,” she grunted breathlessly.

He pulled down her panties to her ankle. His hand glided to her crotch.

He growled as he used his leg to nudge her legs wider. They both gasped when his fingers touched her already wet cunt.

“I know, baby,” he whispered in a husky voice, his breath tickling her ear. “I know you’ll be wet already.” He grazed his lips on the shell of her ear.

“Oh my God,” Becky growled. “Ohh, babyyy,” she drawled when he traced his finger around her clit. He then inserted a finger inside her.

“God, Sweet,” he rasped and started moving his finger in and out of her in a very slow motion. “Do you want me to add another finger?”

She nodded.

He slotted another finger into her.

“Colin!” Her wet pussy clenched around his fingers.

He ran the tip of his tongue along the back of her ear and did the same to the second.

By now, she was moaning so loud. Her phone rang on the dining table, where she left it. He increased his movements in her pussy.

“Fuck me….,” She humped against his hand. “Make come…. make me come.” She panted.

“Yes baby,” he shuddered against her. His fingers moved as fast as they could go. The phone kept ringing.

“Ohhh. God,” she gasped, her pussy juices already leaking down her leg. “I’m going to come, baby.”

She felt her orgasm building up, spreading over her body. “Yesss! I’m gonna cum!” Becky squealed.

“Good girl, come…come for me,” he said gruffly. Cream my fingers. Give me that cream, baby!”

“Oh yes,” her body shook against him and she climaxed into his hand.

“Oh, yeah!” He pressed his face against her back. “I love you baby,” He said, hyperventilating. Though he hadn’t come yet, Colin knew how to control himself.

Her phone, which had stopped ringing for a moment, started again, snapping them out of their afterglow.

“That may be my mom,” she said to Colin. “Let’s clean up.”