The Billionaire(34)

Then there was the fact that this shit kept changing up on me. One  minute I'm dealing with perverted fucks and the next I've got men who  believe that they can turn themselves into wolves and shit. Gage had  jokingly said that he was going to research that shit but I wasn't sure  that he hadn't been somewhat serious when he'd said it. I'll leave that  freaky shit to him and his men I had my hands full with the rest of this  shit as it is.





I missed her after a while and went in search of her. She was being good  for once, sitting out on the balcony reading a book. She's been coming  out of her shell little by little, trying out her newfound skills on my  ass. The girl is a sex fiend. Today was the day she was supposed to have  her check up but I'd chickened out and asked dad to have his friend  come here instead. I'm not ready to take her out in the open just yet  after all.

"What are you reading baby?" I walked over and stood over her so I could  run my fingers through her hair. She held up a copy of Rework. Heavy  reading for a teen and definitely not what I expected; I'd forgotten I  even had it in the library. "Why're you reading that baby?"

"So I can learn how to help you, that way you don't have to work so  hard." I kissed her hair and pulled her up out of so I could hold her in  my lap. "Thanks baby but don't you want to read something more fun?"  She opened her book and went back to reading; I guess I was dismissed.  That's one of her more endearing quirks, the way she just held her peace  and did her thing anyway. Of course when she was being disobedient and  obstinate then I didn't like it. And she's been doing that more and more  lately, testing her boundaries of which there were none. I let her have  her way in pretty much everything and I have the sore dick to prove it.                       
       
           



       

She closed the book five minutes later and just sat there quietly while I  played in her hair enjoying one of our rare moments of peace. "Are you  going to get them?" Well that didn't last long, I suppose it's hard for  her not to think about this shit. "I'm thinking about it." I squeezed  her when she went silent on me again.

"I really wish you wouldn't worry about this stuff baby. I've got it  under control the guys are already setting things in motion. I just want  you to think about being happy. Can you do that for me?" She turned in  my arms and looked into my eyes. She's reading business books so she can  help me, she's worrying about abused children who are in the hands of  monsters, when does she get to think about her? Will she ever have that  freedom of mind? Will there ever be a time when she can focus on  herself, her own happiness? Or will I be the one to do that for her? If  that's what it takes then so be it, but it's a lot for one person to  carry, especially one with such a soft heart. "I think you should."

"Then that's what we'll do if you promise me you'll stop worrying." She  bit her lip and played with the buttons on my shirt. "Can we … ?" She  leaned over and whispered in my ear. In answer I reached under her and  released my cock, lifted her slightly, moved her panties to the side  under my oversized t-shirt that she'd chosen to wear around the house  and slipped up inside her. "Go ahead baby ride."





Chapter 29



I pushed her back so she sat straight up on my cock. "Give me your mouth  sweetheart." She leaned over slowly her natural sensuality coming into  play. She moved like a dream, slowly up and down and back and forth  grinding her pussy into me. I licked her lips before feeding her my  tongue. She hummed into my mouth as I dug my fingers into the flesh of  her ass lifting her up and down on my cock faster and faster. The  blaring of car horns went by below as people went about their daily  routines. I didn't worry about us being seen way up here the guard wall  kept out prying eyes from surrounding buildings. Still it felt almost  decadent taking her here in the open.

"I want to fuck you from behind hop off." She slid up and off my cock  and I pulled the shirt over her head. Her red tipped nipples tempted me  so I took one into my mouth hungrily sucking hard until she cried out  and her nails dug into my scalp. "Suck me off first baby." She was only  too happy to get to her knees and take me into her mouth. "Look at me." I  like looking into her eyes while she pleasures me with her mouth. I  sped up my thrusts in and out of her mouth hitting the back of her  throat with each thrust. "Don't make me cum baby I want to cum inside  you okay."

She nodded around my cock as her hand went between her legs to finger  her pussy. I fucked her mouth until I felt my cock swell even more.  "Pull off baby I want to taste you now." I helped her lean over the  rail, she was short enough that only her shoulders and the tops of her  breasts showed as I knelt and licked her from behind. "Spread your legs  for me baby." She complied and I opened her up with my fingers sticking  my tongue out and teasing her clit before sucking it into my mouth. Next  I attacked her pussy going deep and sucking up all her juices as fast  as they came. I had to let go of her pussy lips because I needed my hand  to stroke my cock, which was leaking long streams of pre cum to the  floor beneath us.

I knew she was enjoying my tongue fucking when she reached back and  grabbed a fistful of my hair. "Please Gideon I can't stand it, please." I  took one last swipe with my tongue before standing and guiding my cock  into her. "Lean forward baby … good girl. Now hold on." I covered her  hands with mine as I started a slow stroke into her wet pussy. She  climbed to her toes trying to suck more of my cock into her body. "Cock  your ass baby, like that." She arched her back and I held her tummy with  one hand and wrapped the other around her throat pulling her head back  so I could tongue her mouth. "Taste yourself baby." She chewed on my  tongue as I fucked her harder and faster.

"I'm gonna do you hard now baby tell me if I hurt you."

"Uh huh." Her mouth opened and closed like a bird's as she begged for my  tongue. "Do you know what I want to do with you little Blossom?" I gave  her one hard thrust that shook her body as she fucked my cock like she  was hungry for it. "I'm going to tie you up and fuck your body; your  pussy, your mouth, your tits. I'm going to cum all over your tits and  watch you lick it off your fingers. First I'm going to fuck your sweet  pussy then pull out and cum in your mouth. Then I want you to get me  hard so I can fuck you all over again. All day baby, I want to spend one  whole day inside you."                       
       
           



       

"Yes anything please …  Gideon." I was done in by my own words, the images  of what I wanted to do to her driving me over the edge. "Cum for me,  let me feel you cum NOW." I sucked her tongue into my mouth just as her  pussy tightened around me sucking the cum from my balls until there was  nothing left.

I sat on the chair with her still impaled on my cock so we could both  catch our breath. "That was amazing baby thank you." She could barely  answer me poor thing I think I'd been too hard on her. I lifted her and  headed for the bathroom to clean us both up. I put her back to bed and  went to sit at the desk to get some work done.

My mind was always working these days because there was so much shit to  do. If something didn't break soon I'm afraid I was gonna lose my  fucking shit. As soon as we jumped one hurdle there was another thrown  in the way.

She'd had a rough few days dealing with her father's death. Something  she'd tried keeping from me until I found her crying in the bathroom and  almost lost my shit. We'd had a long discussion about why she was never  to keep shit from me again. My heart can't take it for one. When she  sobbed in my arms pleading with me to explain why he couldn't love her  I'd wanted to bring the fuck back so I could kill him again.

I'd had the men tear her old house apart looking for anything about her  mom because she'd let it slip that he'd never allowed her to talk about  her. The large painting hanging on the living room wall was the only  memory she had of her mother. A mother who I'd learned had loved her  beyond words.

Thankfully they'd found some old photos of a very young woman who looked  a lot like her and even some old letters and high school writings of  her mom's. The painting was now downstairs in my office waiting for her  to decide what she wanted to do with it. She'd read and reread the  letters and notebooks for a day and then they disappeared. I didn't ask  any questions just kept my eye on her in case she had another break.