Billionaire's Pleasure-Chapter 145: A Date
Sharon fed her cat when she arrived home. She told everything about her meeting with Charles with her white cat, who had blue eyes. The cat took a break from his meal to look up and incline his head as if he understood what she was saying, then resumed eating. Sharon briefly paused to pet him before continuing on with her task. In three days, they would get together again. He wanted to take her back to the park where they first met because it was his day off the following week. He had made jokes about them reuniting there and about where she could find the pictures she had missed since stopping to assist him.
He had such beautiful, pink lips, and she imagined what it would be like to kiss him. She would describe him as stocky and hard in all the right places. He seemed like he could hold his own in a battle because he was strong. She appreciated his physique. Despite the fact that she wasn’t exactly a little girl, he made her feel incredibly feminine. In contrast to her, his hands were enormous. She began to wonder what else about him was so significant. She smiled to herself as she drifted off to sleep that night, picturing them cuddling on a picnic blanket in the sunshine.
A few days later, when it was time for him to pick her up for the picnic, Sharon took special care in getting ready. She massaged and plucked until her face shone and there wasn’t a stray hair out of place anywhere, even though she knew he probably didn’t care nearly as much as she did.
She chose a summer dress, a thin overcoat in case it turned cold, and comfortable strappy sandals. She typically wore jeans and a t-shirt, but for Charles, she felt the need to dress up. Her ample cleavage left nothing to the imagination because it was tough to conceal in most shirts in general, and the dress hugged her curves like it was glued on. Show it off, why not. She grinned at him as he helped her unlock the door.
She carried a backpack with her that contained her first aid kit, travel-sized camera gear, wallet, telephone, and keys. Even on dates that included picnics, she never left home without it. You never know when you could be in need of anything or want to pause for a photo.
He spread out a blue and white blanket and pulled a picnic basket out of the trunk as they arrived at the area where she had first seen him. He sat down and got out two wine glasses and a bottle of red wine before setting them down in the center.
"Is this okay?" She responded by nodding when Charles questioned her.
She could feel the sun warming her back as she sat down next to him on the blanket and watched him unpack the basket. He consumed red wine, loaves of bread, butter, meats, and cheeses. For dessert, he had dark chocolate candy. The majority of it was in the form of snacks, and she liked the variety. They conversed calmly while eating, discussing their families and work. He acknowledged that he was an only child and that his parents had left him an inheritance after they passed away. He wasn’t questioned about his wealth or how much he had. However, he seemed to be rather wealthy to her because he avoided talking about money. The fact that he continued to choose to work in spite of the money made him more alluring. He was also told by her. He chuckled before leaning over to brush some chocolate from her lips. He kissed her as soon as their eyes locked. Sharon returned the kiss, letting her tongue and lips do the sensation while she closed her eyes.
Charles was the first kind, but as his tongue teased her lips for an entry, he became more demanding. Their tongues merged in an exquisite blend as she parted her mouth, causing her to quietly groan into his mouth. She extended her arm and encircled his neck. She shivered but didn’t push him away as his hand landed on her thigh. Instead, she made the kiss deeper.
She gently touched the side of his neck and shoulder while running her hands through his hair. He softly cupped one of her huge breasts through her clothing with his raised palm. Her nipples puckered up against the fabric as he gently massaged the lobe with a squeeze. It yearned to be let go of and touched.
As he helped her remove her sundress, she sighed gently. As he gradually drew it down, exposing her, she could feel the sun touching every square inch of her skin since he took his time. Soft kisses were left by his lips on her skin till her breasts were visible. One particularly huge and delicate nipple was taken into his mouth, where it was licked at until it puckered into a rock-hard nub. After a few seconds, he went to the other side and gave it the same amount of care as he slipped the dress lower till it reached her hips.
Charles placed the dress on the blanket next to them after slipping it down her long legs. He stroked her with his fingers as he reached in between her legs, passing through the material of her pants. He rubbed her till her excitement saturated the fabric, then pushed them aside and caressed her skin with his fingertips. He placed his thumb on her clit while working his finger inside her warm hole. He kissed her while leaning over her and lowering her body to the blanket. His fingers were constantly rubbing against and inside of her skin.
As he kissed Sharon, she groaned and spread her legs. She also touched his tongue with her own. His lips and tongue worked their magic on hers as she groaned into his mouth as he stroked her till her hips were grinding into his hands.
He finally positioned himself between her legs and kissed her from the base of her neck to her chest after her secretions had covered his hands and her thighs. He pushed his pants down as the sun warmed their flesh. He rubbed against her thigh, and when she reached up behind him to grab his butt cheeks, he moved his hand out of the way and positioned himself at her opening. In a single, forceful hip motion, he drove far inside of her.
His cock filled her, one stroke at a time, as he rocked her body with his own. He did this by bending his head low and sucking one of her nipples into his mouth. She pulled him farther inside of her by wrapping one of her long legs around his hips and allowing her head to rest against the blanket. Her flesh became warmer as the sun warmed her face. It was sexy, and she felt perfectly at ease in the setting thanks to the air’s mild breeze, the scent of the grass, and the flowers.
Sharon didn’t usually get into bed with a guy after a second date, but it seemed right. He was pressing on precisely the right location and felt right. Later, she howled loudly as her orgasm caused her to shake violently from the knees up and curl her toes. She gripped him tightly as the stars flashed in front of her eyes as she trembled and felt her body clench tightly around him. He reached his own climax by the time she could breathe and stopped shivering. He was now gasping heavily and grinning lopsidedly as he looked directly into her face.
On the blanket, he rolled over to lie close to her. The two of them just lounged under the sun for some time while holding hands. He eventually sat up after his stomach began to grumble.
"I believe I’m hungry, this time."
Sharon had been sick and fatigued for the past three days. The Navy Department, where Charles worked as an investigator, had sent him on a job assignment, notwithstanding her disappointment. When he put money into a fund for guns, some of the money disappeared. Additionally, he had a propensity to become laser-focused on a case at hand. As a result, she was prepared for anything. While working on her photography, she may become so absorbed that she forgets to take breaks and instead works for hours at a time.
After she went to the toilet, she was wondering if she had an illness. While working on a senior photography assignment for her high school, she had recently concluded a job that paid well and provided financial support for her creative pursuits. It’s possible that she contracted something from one of the kids. As she leaned against the cold glass, she decided to call her doctor and make an appointment. Although she was tempted to text Charles about a little illness like the flu or a stomach bug, she decided not to disturb him. She missed him, yet she wished he were here to hold her hand.
