Billionaire Heiress's Revenge

Chapter2: Am I Beautiful

“Ma'am?!"

“Are you alright?" The voice of the muscular blonde male standing outside Kendra's car spoke. The whole place was covered with smoke from Kendra's car.

“Hold on, I'll get you out," the man pulled the door open, and Kendra glanced around. Her eyes were red, misted with unshed tears. She was barely concentrating on her surroundings, or the accident that just happened.

“Are you injured? Let me take you to the hospital ma'am. Please forgive me for over speeding,” the man said apologetically, but his voice was like a distant echo in her ears.

She glanced at the car, her car was wrecked. Shockingly, she wasn't even scratched on her body.

She let out a shallow gasp.

“I'm gonna take you to the hospital in my car," the man said and Kendra darted her eyes back to him. She shook her head, a sign of her disapproval.

“Take me home," she spoke, her voice barely above a whisper.

Her eyes were fixated on the distance. Hot tears welled up in her eyes. The man furrowed his brow and nodded gently. “Ok. Gotcha."

He ran to his car and Kendra watched his back. She sniffed hard.

The strange man was effortlessly handsome.

His broad shoulders were supported with arm muscles. His abs and biceps revealed through his light singlet.

He was tall, slim and athletic. He had a diamond shaped face. His curly blonde hair and spotless skin tone gave him an Angelic appearance.

Staring at him, she couldn't help but drool. Shame, he was even a million times more handsome than Maron.

“Hop in, ma’am."

His car was an old truck, the engine was probably weak, that would explain the awful noise from the truck. Kendra smiled amidst her teary eyes.

Mere looking at him, she could tell he was poor. He opened the car door, and she entered the front seat. He drove away, towards the city.

“Which way is your house ma'am? Please guide me," he spoke while his attention was on the driveway.

“We're not going to my house. Take me to your house,” she spoke in a soft tone, and the man glanced at her troubled eyes.

"Ma'am is everything alright? You look like you're seriously hurt?” He asked.

"Just drive!" she snapped. All she wanted was to be as far from Alice and Maron as possible.

“Ok. I'm sorry," the man mumbled inaudibly.

His face contorted with a frown, expressing the confusion lingering in his thoughts.

After a few minutes of riding in silence, they drove into a little farm in the woods. The house was small, and it was standing alone in the environment.

There was a large green valley by the house. It was a beautiful site. The light around the farm land made it possible for Kendra to feed her eyes on the valley.

“We're home," he announced, and Kendra alighted from the car. She walked towards the entrance of the house, and he followed behind, confused about what to do.

When they settled in the sitting room, he offered Kendra a glass of fruit juice and she drank the juice in silence.

“What is your name, ma'am?" He asked.

“Call me Kendra."

He readjusted on his seat. “Kendra. Can I get you anything else?" He asked in a friendly voice, and she looked around the house. It was so small.

“Do you have a visitor's room?” She asked, and he glanced around.

He buried his face down, and a deep sigh escaped his lips.

“Uhmm..” he cleared his throat. He was uncomfortable all of a sudden.

"I have just one room. It's alright, though. You can use the room. I can stay on the sofa. I… I mean… it's nothing. I've done it countless times,” he stammered as his chest heaved.

Kendra looked away. There was a short silence before she spoke up. “I won't make you leave your bed. We'll share the bed. Don't worry, I insist." She spoke, and the young man was quiet.

She dropped the glass on the table and stood up. Her gaze met with his, and he smiled shyly.

“Come on, lead the way," she spoke, and he jolted to his feet. “Oh!"

“Sorry," he rushed to get in front of her, and by doing so, he kicked the table, and the glass fell and crashed into pieces. He halted and turned around to pick up the broken glasses, and he bumped into her.

“Oh! Sorry!" He stopped, confused on what to do, and Kendra let out a little smile. He was shy and nervous, she could tell. “Maybe he is not used to having women around him.”

When they got to the bedroom, she darted her eyes around. “Goodness me! This guy is f*****g broke!" She said inwardly.

The room was barely the size of her dog's room.

However, even though the house was small, she couldn't forget to commend his cleanliness.

The house was sparkling clean and tidy. “I like your house. It's so quiet out here," she complimented, and he smiled.

“What's your name?" She asked out of the blue, and he swallowed nervously caressing his blonde hair.

“Uhm… I'm Jeremy.”

"Jeremy? Do you have parents or a family?” she asked. He shook his head.

“Naah! I'm the last of my family,” he spoke, his voice had gone dull. Her eyes squinted. “I'm sorry to hear that," she spoke.

"It's fine.”

“Do you want to take a bath? Come let me show you to the bathroom," he said and she followed him. He handed her a white towel, “over there," he pointed to the corner, and she bowed to him before she walked to the bathroom.

It was a pretty cool bath. The water was cozy, taking her back to Maron's brutal words. Tears filled her eyes again.

She sat up in the bathtub and looked into the mirror checking out her beauty compared to Alice's. “Why would Maron call me ugly compared to Alice?” She became nervous.

Immediately there was a knock on the door. “Ma'am, are you ok? You've been there for over 30 minutes already," Jeremy's voice called out.

She wiped her teary eyes and turned off the shower.

After a few minutes, she walked out of the bathroom with the white towel tied around her waist. Jeremy was standing by the side. She faced his direction, and their gaze met.

“Do you think I'm beautiful or ugly?" She asked in a broken voice, and Jeremy widened his eyes. “Huh?"

She looked into his face, curiosity hanging on her features.

"Do you think I'm beautiful or ugly?” She asked again, this time her expression was hard, but the tears in her eyes gave her away.

Jeremy was nervous. “Honestly, I wouldn't dare call you ugly. No man will, that's because you are nowhere near ugly. You're a beauty," he complimented, and she scoffed.

She tried to laugh, but tears dropped down her cheeks. She couldn't hold it back.

“Ma'am, are you alright?" Jeremy asked confusedly.

Kendra came forward. “f**k me," she spoke in a low voice, and he paused.

“What?"

She came forward and she was just an inch away from him.

“Am I really beautiful in your eyes?" She asked, and he nodded without saying a word. "Then f**k me," she said.

Jeremy swallowed nervously. His lips pressed into a thin line. “I think you're hurting. What you need is a good night's rest. Everything will be fine, trust me," he said and she shook her head.

"I knew it. Y'all men are the same. You all lie!" She snapped.

“What? I'm not lying. What are you talking about?" Jeremy asked, staring at her glaring eyes and Kendra threw a step further, covering the little gap that was left between them.

This time, she was so close, her hot breath was on his face. His both hands glued to the wall behind him. He was turned on by her close contact.

“If you truly think I'm beautiful then why won't you f**k me?” She asked.

"Because it's wrong. I won't take advantage of your broken heart. You're hurting, I can see it." He said.

She scoffed.

"You're not. You'll be doing me a favor. You'll be saving me from myself, she spoke in a quiet voice. Her right palm had found its way to his abs, and she caressed his abs slowly.

She leaned into his face, and her lips brushed against his. “Shhh! Kendra stop!" He spoke in a moaning voice.

She returned her eyes to his lower body, and his c**k was standing tall, stretching against his trousers.

She placed her hand on his c**k and traced its massive size, and Jeremy melted into the wall. A gasp escaped his trembling lips as the sensation from her index finger crushed him from within.

She dipped her hands in his trouser and grabbed his c**k. His eyes bulged, and he gasped softly.

His lips trembled as she stared dominantly into his eyes. “f**k me!" She spoke in a commanding voice, and he moaned softly.

Her lips were before his, and the next, he claimed her lips with hungry kisses. He broke the kiss to be sure he had her approval, but seeing the lust in her eyes, he knew it was a go ahead.

They plunged into a deep foreplay and romance, and in a few minutes, they were both lying naked on the bed, and Kendra was sucking his 11 inches horse c**k that barely fit into her mouth.

Jeremy's moans were all over the room. She climbed onto his c**k and positioned the huge c**k on her p***y. The moment it went in, they both moaned in unison.

She began to bounce on his c**k, it felt so different. His c**k was so huge, unlike anything she had ever taken. His c**k stretched the walls of her p***y, and she was cumming within a few minutes.

Tears filled her eyes as she looked into the ceiling unable to control her breath. “Shhh…ahhh, f**k me… oh my!” Her soft gentle moans were all over the room, and Jeremy held a tight grip on her curvy big ass. his breathing caught in his chest.

His eyes bulged, as he lost control of his body. His legs began to tremble. He felt his soul leaving his body, as her tight wet p***y continued to f**k his brains out.

He growled loudly, and his whole body shivered. “Holy f**k!” He whimpered as he grabbed her butt tighter.

Kendra raised his jaw, dominantly staring into his eyes. The s*x was so good. One would think they were lovers.

She was taking his soul bit by bit. He shot a huge c*m load inside her p***y, and his whole body was trembling under her.

She kissed his forehead and giggled. Her happiness was endless as she watched him panting and whimpering beneath her, unable to control his long breath.

For the moment, the thought of Maron and Alice was gone. She was all for the moment.

Seeing Jeremy staring at her with deep affection in his eyes, she leaned on him and kissed his forehead and his n*****s. In no time, they fell asleep side by side.