The Billionaires Revenge

Mother Dearest

I ignored Fletcher all the way to the cottage, confused at what happened at the party. I knew Fletcher knew something I didn’t, and I’m angry at him for not giving me a heads up.

“You’re angry at me.” He said as he walked in front of me.

“I am.” I sat down at the sofa, he moved to sat down in front of me at the centre table, he took my hand.

“What are you not telling me?” I asked him in soft voice. His looked down at our hands.

“The day you ran away, someone planned to murder you. I had been keeping a close eye on you family for a long time, when you went missing, I found it odd that your family had your case closed. So I had my people look into it and was surprised that your mother was the one who requested to close it.” He ran circles on my hand with his thumb. Somehow his news didn’t surprised me at all.

I sighed and stood up.

“Well, I can’t say that I’m surprised. Do you think my mother has anything to do with it?” I said nonchalantly as I walked to the window and looked at the ocean.

“I think she does.” He said. He stood up from the table and walked to window where I’m in. He hugged from my back and kissed my neck. We stood there and enjoyed the view, while I ingested all of this new information. I don’t which is worst, my life or my mother’s murder attempt? Neither we’re controlled by my Mother.

“How are you planning to use it against her?” I asked him out of the blue.

“I could report her to the authorities or I could play her game.” He said in a serious tone, his arms tightened around me. His thoughts are in the clouds but I know which weighs heavy.

“She doesn’t play fair.” I whispered to him.

“I don’t play fair either.” He whispered to my ear.

I turned around and kissed him slowly, running my hands around his chest taking his blazer off of his arms. His hands remained at the small of my back, letting me take control of the moment. I pushed him off at the sofa and straddled him, he looked at me with wonder and took my head to kiss me deeper. His hands moving slowly to my neck down to the curve of breast, while I started to unbutton his shirt. His mouth moved to my neck making slow painful kisses down to the swell of my breast making me moan and buck hips to his growing erection. He groaned as I grinded my hips to his, igniting pleasure on both of us. He hooked down my top freeing my breast, his hand massaging one of my breast playing with my n****e while he took the other to his mouth making me moan even louder. I grinded my hips harder to his erection making his hand move to my hips to steady our rhythm. I aborted his shirt moved straight to the button of his pants desperately opening his fly and palmed his erection, slowly rubbing it against his boxer. He groaned even louder, then he rolled us over so he was hovering over me. We both looked at each other, he hands moved to my face caressing it.

“You okay with this?” he asked me.

“ I’m encouraging it.” I said, then tugged at his pants making him fall down to me. He crashed his lips to me while his hands roams the side of dress looking for the zipper. I laughed when couldn’t find the zip and helped him locate the damn zipper. He took off his shirt revealing his toned body and after he slowly pulled down the zipper of my dress, I removed the straps of my dress as he pulled it down. He looked at me with fascination as if he hadn’t seen a naked body before in his life. He kissed my neck again making his way to the center of my breast kissing each n****e and slowly moved down to my abdomen. He maintained eye contact with me as he slowly pulled down my thong, making me wet in anticipation. Then the doorbell rang.

Someone knocked excessively at the door with frustration making us both groan.

“ Fletcher open up, it’s Kevin.” Someone said at the other side of the door.

“Ready for another family reunion?” he asked, my heart was still racing.

“Do I have a choice?” I sighed and closed my eyes, he shook his head with a playful smile and pecks me on the lips. He pulled me up from the sofa while I groaned in frustration. I put on my dress and  looked for my underwear but it was missing.I looked at Fletcher but he was  buttoning up his shirt as he went to the door.

“Fletcher –“ I whispered yell him, he turned to me with a confused look.

“I can’t find my underwear.” I whispered yell at him as I looked under the sofa.

He rummage through his pocket and took out my white lace thong, he grinned like an i***t proud of his work.

I stood up and walked to him to get my underwear, but he tucked it in to his pocket and opened the door before I got to him. My face was red from embarrassment.

“Hey, I’ve been knocking for 20 minutes man why weren’t you answering?” Mark said to Fletcher his eyebrows scrunched up.

“Sorry Mark, we didn’t hear the doorbell.” Fletch said, Mark turned his head and saw me. I put on a fake smile and greeted him.

“Hi, I’m Kim.” I waved my hand at him, he just smiled widely and looked at Fletcher with an ‘I know what’ look.

“Mark this is my wife Kim.” He announced to Kevin, his eyes bulged out in surprise and laughed loudly.

“What the f**k Fletcher. You kidding me?” Mark said in between laughs. Fletch shook his head, Kevin sobered up and his eyes went to me and to Fletch.

“Does Gran know about this?” he walked inside and Fletch closed the door.

“They know.” His tone serious, he sat down at couch while Mark followed him. I stood up afraid that I might flash them, I don’t trust the slit on my dress to cover me up.

I looked at Fletcher surprised at his admission. He tuned his head to me and patted the seat next to him, I shook my head and stayed where I was standing. He chuckled, Mark looked at me with curious look.

“Kim, come on sit down. I don’t bite.” Mark joked.

“I’m afraid I might.” I quipped at him jokingly, he laughed while I laughed nervously.

“I like this one, Fletch.” He winked at me, while I put on a fake smile.

“Why are you here?” Fletch said in an irritated tone.

“Well I thought you were alone, thought you could use a boy’s night out.” He cautiously said to Fletch, his head turned to me to Fletch. I knew he recognizes me.

“I’m sorry Mark, but my wife and I have plans for tonight.” I raised a brow to him.

“Yeah, I figured. Anyways, welcome to the family Kim.” He stood up and nodded at me.

“Thank you Mark.” I smiled at him. He looked at me in a funny way.

“I guess I’ll see myself out.” He looked at Fletch again, he just shrugged his shoulder.

“I’ll see you out.” I finally said, I walked with him to the door.

“Thank you, Kim. Bye, Fletch!” he waved his hand to Fletch, he waited for a reaction, but Fletch just waived back at him.

“Bye, Mark.” I smiled at him amused at the two. He stood there as if he wanted to say something but he shook his head and waved goodbye. I closed the door feeling as if he knows something I don’t.

“I’m sorry about Mark.” Fletch said from the couch.

“ yeah – uhhh. I think he knows.” I went to sit next him, his arms moved to my waist.

“He recognizes you but he’s harmless.” he said, I relaxed in his arms putting my head on his chest.

“I flirted with him the day I ran away. Did he ask anything about me?” I asked curiously.

“He said that you flirted with him.” His hands on my thigh making tiny circles.

“hmmm –“ I closed my eyes.

“Don’t forget to give me back my underwear, you perv.” I said to him nonchalantly. I felt his chest vibrate, he laughed and carried me to the bed.

“Speaking of which, we’re still not finish with our business.” He tossed me to our bed and he removed his shirt. I groaned in frustration.

“Seeing Kevin put me out of the mood.” I teased him.

“Well let me rectify that.” He crawled to the bed and with his expert hands caressed my breast playfully as he kissed me tracing his tongue to my lips teasing me to open up for him.

My hands roamed around his toned arms down to his stomach stopping at the button of his jeans, I tugged him closer to me as our hips meet making him groan and moan, I rolled over to him straddling him. I slowly kissed him in the mouth tracing my tongue to his lips, moving to his jaw and slowly kissing his neck, I could feel his frustration through his erection, but I kept torturing him kissing his chest slowly down to his abdomen, I looked at him as I opened his button and slowly pulled down the zipper.

I smiled at him and as I tugged down on his pants and boxer freeing his throbbing member, I wrapped my hands around him making eye contact as I pleasure him, his face contorted as he groaned and moan, I moved down and took him in my mouth making his hips bucked up, I swallowed him whole while his hands wrapped around my head. After a few minutes of pleasuring him, he pulled me up to him and kissed me hard. He tore out a condom and rolled it over himself, I lifted a brow at him chuckling at his preparedness.

He rolled me over pinning me down to him, he pulled up my dress and slowly rubbed his member to my folds. I moaned as he rubbed himself to me in a slow painful phase, then he plunge himself into me. He groans in a deep sexy voice, I wrapped my leg around him encouraging him to move, but he remained still. The painful sensation of my hymen opening to him made me wince.

“You okay?” his face concerned, I nodded.

“Yeah, it’s been a while.” I said breathlessly.

He nodded and moved his hips up again and slowly pushing in again, were looking at each other’s eyes with every thrust, until I couldn’t hold it any longer when he moved faster. I closed my eyes in pleasure, while his mouth moved to my neck, my arms around him holding on to his back that my nails could leave a permanent indent. I could feel him getting closer, I opened my eyes, he pressed his forehead to mine as we gaze into each other’s eyes, he rubbed circles to my c**t as we both come apart.

Fletch remained on top me, both of us in a tangled mess of sweat and other bodily fluid.

“ That was –“ Fletch couldn’t finish his sentence. He rolled over pulling out of me, I winced. He pulled out his condom tying it and throwing it to the trash can besides our bed.

His arms snaked around me as I settled my head in his chest.

“Are you okay?” he rubbed my arm.

“I’m more than okay.” I told him honestly. I could feel him smiling at my statement.

“Is s*x with you always that amazing?” he asked incredulously, I shook my head.

“And you?” I asked back.

“Nothing like that.” he tightened his hold on me.

“So it’s just us.” I said out of the blue.

“hmmm.” He agreed.

For the first time, I slept early wrapped around Fletcher’s arms.