Billionaire's Pleasure-Chapter 84: Spent Quality Time
Brent’s POV
This past weekend, we spent the entire time cuddled up in bed, catching up on the day’s events. While it was probably a little too much, Lara didn’t complain or take the initiative herself. Her frequent smiles and giggles showed that she was becoming more at ease around me. This time she rolled over and snuggled in close as her lips found my nipple once more. "What are we going to do for tomorrow?" As her voice was muffled by my body, I put my hand in her hair.
As she remained silent, I said, "We act the same way we’ve always acted. The way you and I work together is like this unless you and I are working alone. After hours, I want you in my bed and in my life as much as I can."
She slipped her hand down to grab me, hard and ready for her tight pussy, saying, "I’d like that, too." As soon as I’d said I was ready, Lara had lowered herself to her knees and I couldn’t help but smile. As I made my way into her, her ass appeared to be in better shape than she was aware of but still juicy. In the kitchen, when we were preparing some snacks and became distracted, I’d already slapped her. As she got closer, her voice grew more and more ragged and out of control, and I fell in love with it. I wouldn’t dare leave her tonight without pleading with her to come back to my apartment so that we could both make it to work on time. The familiarity of her presence had become second nature to me.
I sucked her hard, repeatedly driving myself deeper and deeper into her. During our rocking session, she clung to the pillows with her hands just above the ropes that I had tied around her the night prior. As we often did, I accompanied her and yearned to feel her bare. It occurred to me as I watched her sigh and fall asleep that she was on something. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚
To avoid appearing too eager to admit it, she admitted as she sat in the lamplight, "I get that shot. It’s just that I’m clean. It’s time to find out. Yes, I know you’ve worked with escorts before."
Because we hadn’t talked about it yet, I looked at her. "Lara, I’m always wary. Always. The ruse to make you envious was...clumsy." How enraged she was when I told her about it over the phone. "Did it work?" "
"Yes, in a sense. At the same time, it made me both angry and hot. I sat at my desk, wishing I could be her, listening intently. Because she was so beautiful, I’m sure she was hurt by it." As she spoke, her face fell, and I drew her closer to me. She did it to me in my dreams; it made me sick to my stomach to think about it. When you were on the phone, I made you talk about your time with those girls. "Is it possible that I’m crazy?"
"I’m impressed by how inquisitive you are. Trust me when I say there haven’t been many women since we started talking," I’d like you to do. It made her look a little surprised, which made me smile as I leaned in to kiss her.
"Really?
Her eyes were fixed on me as she asked, "How?"
As I rolled her onto her back, I kissed her neck. As soon as the thought of meeting you came into my head, I knew that was all I wanted. It’s possible for me to be with one woman, no matter how tainted my past.
As she raised her eyes to me, she said, "I never thought otherwise because, from the first time we met, I could tell you were passionate about what you wanted."
As I leaned in for a kiss, I said, "That quickly became you. I’m very worried about you."
Lara said, "I feel the same way," as she ran her hands down my back.
"Will you go with me back to the hotel with me?" I inquired as I made my way inside of her, exposing myself.
When I asked, "Do you want to stay the night?"
I assured her, "We can get there separately and play it off," as she dragged me down for a long kiss.
"It’s okay, I can do it because I want to be with you for a while." We had sex in that bed for the last time, and as I felt her warmth wash over me, I went deep inside of her. To get some more clothes after we had showered and dressed, Lara was the first one out the door on her own, making her way down the street in search of a car that would take her back home. She had agreed to stay with us for the night.
For the first time in a few weeks, I started coming in earlier and bringing her with me. She still insists on driving, and I don’t like the risk of taking public transportation. To get around the city, Lara had a car, but she didn’t want to use it. It was as if we’d known each other for years by the time I got out of the car minutes before she arrived.
After a few months of dating, she was spending every night at my house. It was a short walk to the office, and she had the option of doing so. I had a smile on my face as I watched her bring over more clothes and spread them out on my counter.
After work, Niel and I talked about his plans to move her to New York City after the new year. Lara, despite the fact that she would miss her mother, was aware that this was a great opportunity for her and was open to it. After lunch, they presented the idea to Lara, and she accepted it with a smile. They’d be in town around Thanksgiving. It wasn’t a secret that I was moving with her to one of their top guys, even though I kept it a secret that I would be moving with her.
Because of what had happened with Lily and Rei, my friends thought I was insane for moving so quickly. Both of us were aware that it was moving quickly, but neither of us was able to slow it down. We agreed that Lara should leave the company because she was doing well, and she expressed her desire to do so. In order to avoid having to move, she sold everything in her apartment and decided to give it up. Lara would continue to live with me in the future.
When the weather cooperated, she was able to walk a few blocks to work in New York City from her brownstone apartment. Because driving in that city wasn’t easy, I hired a driver instead of doing it myself.
For the sake of our relationship, I was eager to relocate across the country so that we could begin dating in public. To stay out of the spotlight, I had envisioned running the company from my house and traveling only when absolutely necessary. I was excited to move to such a big city where everything seemed to blend in.
As I got to know her and her new boyfriend, Kenneth, over Thanksgiving dinner with her mother, I couldn’t help but feel her watchful eye on me. It was clear that they were both free spirits and artists, and that they complemented each other while also being open to Lara and me. Her mother’s approval came in the form of a hug later that night, and I knew she appreciated how much I cared for and wanted to look after her.
Marga confessed that she was a few years older than Kenneth when we spoke later that night. However, she wanted to make sure that I would treat her daughter with respect. In light of Marga’s admission that she hadn’t been seeing many men, and her apparent inability to recall how we met, I chose not to bring up my telemarketing job. We met in LA and ended up working together, but we wanted to switch it up after the new year. That’s how our story went.
In anticipation of the impending move, Marga encouraged Kenneth to check out the local art scene. Seeing her mother’s happiness and willingness to do the same for herself made Lara feel good.
A few days after our stay, we returned to our normal routine. After her promotion was announced, a farewell party was planned for Lara, who would be spending her final month in the state of California.
I hadn’t made a public announcement of any kind for myself prior to this. I was able to go wherever I wanted because I was CEO, and no one bothered me. We all knew what was going to happen, and I wanted to keep the gossip at bay.
Around the middle of December, we worked some extra hours because I was the only one left in my office after hours. My goodbye to her as Chelle came to an end as I set her down at the desk and she reminisced about the past. Because it was always my office, I didn’t have to worry about cleaning it. In the event that I had to leave town, I simply locked all of my offices across the country. Top executives could access it if necessary, but I only allowed them to do so from their own workstations.
Lara’s anxiety was palpable as the holiday season drew closer, and she chose to avoid discussing it with anyone by having sex. She seemed to be able to work a lot of things out with me that way, even though I was falling in love with her all the time.
