Billionaire's Pleasure-Chapter 72: Unfortunate

Apple’s POV

I attempted to call Bruce on Monday morning, after being summarily fired from my job and escorted out of the building; however, I learned that Bruce had blocked my phone number from being able to call his phone. Almost immediately, I became aware that something was wrong.

Bruce may have acted as if he was a naughty boy billionaire to the rest of the world, but to me, he was just Bruce, the incredible man I couldn’t stop thinking about. He claimed to be a bad boy billionaire to the rest of the world. Every night, I would fall asleep in the embrace of the man who made passionate and exquisite love to me before putting me to bed. There is no way that I could be a casual acquaintance.

I couldn’t shake the feeling that it wasn’t right.

It was quite clear to me that Bruce was really concerned about me as a person.

I cared for him at least as much as anyone else, if not more.

It was ingrained in my very skeleton.

I summoned a cab by waving my arm and stepping into the rear, then providing the driver with my address. I used Bruce’s phone once more, but the same thing transpired as before. The faint electronic voice informed me that there was a blacklist entry for my phone number.

There was a problem with the voice.

Bruce did not answer the phone when I called him.

Something else was going on at the same time.

My tendency to be dubious kicked into high gear at that point. My realization that Chris was the one who stood between us didn’t take me very long at all. It was impossible for me to dial Bruce’s number because of him. He’d given Dew the order to fire me, and Dew had carried it out.

However, why?

How could he possibly have perceived me as a threat? The tiniest voice in my head whispered, "You are not a danger to him."

***

" I haven’t been able to find work yet. Mostly due to the fact that I haven’t bothered to look. It’s only been four days since they fired me, Mom. Please don’t worry. I know. It would be in my best interest to sue. I know. You suggested that I stay away from men. I know. You are the one who started it. You did it."

I was listening to music on my phone over Bluetooth while it was sitting on the counter in the restroom. I was shaving my legs in the bathroom sink while wearing only my bra and underwear on a Friday night in one of the cities with the highest population density on the planet.

I am aware that the decisions I made when I was a young woman living alone in a major city and without a job were unfortunate.

After removing the soap residue from the razor, I patted my calf dry with a towel. The tone that indicated that there was an incoming call caught my attention. It’s a good thing I had an excuse to end the call with my mother.

"Mom, there’s a phone call for me."

I didn’t verify the caller ID on my phone before pressing the tiny button for the Bluetooth connection.

"Hello?"

Bruce spoke softly into my ear and greeted me with "Hello."

I heaved a sigh and said, "Hello, " By placing my palm over it, I was able to stop the beating of my heart in my chest. I got into a crouching position on the toilet. My lower legs started to shake. It got to the point that I didn’t believe I could handle it any longer.

I was wondering, "How are you doing?" so I asked.

"I’m okay. "

"How are things going for you?"

It was a struggle to keep the tears from falling. "I’m okay. According to what I had heard, Chris was taken into custody. I am sorry if I messed up your transaction in any way. It is necessary for me to protect you. I trust you understand."

He stated, "If you can forgive me, then I can forgive you as well." It was a bad decision on your part to listen to Chris. I should not have been so stupid as to let him keep you a secret from me. I’m not going to let anything or anyone ever come between us again.

It didn’t matter how hard I tried to stop the tears from falling; they just kept coming.

He said, "Can I see you?" as his question.

"Are you all right? Where are you?" I inquired.

He pointed out the door and said, "In the hallway outside your door."

***

After a span of half a year...

I stood at the sink in the restroom while wiping the steam off the mirror with the back of my hand. My long hair was covered by a towel that was wrapped around it. The water dripped down between my breasts and down my short pubic hair to my clit, covering my naked body. The water also sluiced down my short pubic hair to my clit. Bruce appeared behind me, all wet, and ready to fight despite the fact that he was nude. He wrapped his arms around me and held both of my breasts in his palms as he did so. He started off by giving my breasts a little massage. He used the tips of his fingers to touch my nipples. They were always jerked awake by the touch of his fingers or lips, and it was always effective. He was pressing his tongue into the back of my neck. Mumbling to myself, I cocked my head to the side and groaned as he worked his way closer to my ear. I could feel his rough cock rubbing against my back as he pushed me into him as we became closer.

He moved his hips back and forth while sliding the shaft back and forth against the moist groove in my ass. I was being hit in the face with his balls, and I could feel it. I could feel the hot juices gathering in my pussy in preparation for his cock to impale me with it. I was anticipating the pain. As I felt the liquid dripping down the inner part of my leg, my first reaction was, "What a waste."

Bruce’s hands slid down my torso and pulled the hood back, exposing a firm and ready clitch behind the garment. He slid his fingers into the folds of my skin and rolled my clit between his thumbs, allowing them to become drenched in my fluids as he massaged them back and forth.

I grabbed his cock in one hand and his balls in the other, both of them simultaneously. I gave his balls a light massage and gently pulled on his cock. He spoke something right into my ear.

After a moment of silence, he moaned, "I adore you."

When I opened my eyes, he was staring at me in the mirror from the moment I did.

I responded, "I love you just as much."

He queried me, "Do you?"

"I do."

"Show it to me."

I turned my body to face him and moved my weight. As I gently stroked his erection, he brought his lips close to mine and kissed me. Our tongues grappled with one another like a pair of irate vipers. I made a path of his salty fluid across my stomach by pressing the underside of his cock’s head on my skin.

Bruce lifted me up onto the sink by grabbing both of my arms in his. I made room for him by spreading my legs out on the counter’s edge, and he moved in to sit next to me. He did this such that his arms would provide support for both my legs and my behind. I grabbed him by the cock and pulled him in my direction. We shared a grin as the head was inserted into my body.

I leaned forward and put both palms against the counter. He lifted my posterior off the counter by placing his arms behind my legs, and then he slid into me completely in one fluid move. It was so good that it really made me gasp for air and took the wind out of my sails. Tanner began by inserting and extracting his cock in and out of me at a leisurely pace, then picked up the pace a little bit, and then pushed it even quicker towards the end. Instantaneously, his cock and balls were drenched in glittering juice, which filled the space with the pungent odor of sex.

We were both staring down and fucking ourselves at the same time. I got a kick out of watching his cock move around inside of my body. One of his favorite things to watch was my pouty lips seizing and clinging to his cock as it passed through them.

Because it gave us such a great view of our sensual connection, we came to regard this location as our absolute favorite. You could as well have been watching an improved version of your own pornographic video.

When Bruce ran into me, it sent shivers all the way through my body. Now he was hitting me with more force and moving more quickly. The sound of our labored breathing was accompanied by the sound of our flesh being slapped against one another.

I turned my head to look at Bruce. He contracted each and every muscle in his body.

His brow became furrowed in concentration.

He had a tight grip on his jaw.

He was appearing to have his eyes closed.

He took deep breaths through his nostrils, much like an angry bull.

He mumbled to himself, "I’m... cumming..."

I decided to just close my eyes and go along on the trip with him.

Bruce yelled as he pushed his cock even farther inside of me and gave me a few more intense thrusts while he was doing it. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

The moment he started pouring his hot come into me, my own little orgasm went off. I tossed my head back and closed my eyes hard as the orgasm consumed me and sent me over the moon. At the same time, I could feel my entire body tremble.

When I was done speaking, we both blinked our eyes open and looked down.

We were a total and utter failure. And there was absolutely no way that we could have completed it in any other fashion.