Page 81 of Grumpy Billionaire Seeking Wife

"Ha ha. You know you're scarring my dog for life, right?"

"What? How am I scarring him?"

"Him seeing us having sex all the time cannot be good for him."

"He doesn't even know what the fuck is going on," Wes says as he kisses me and pulls me on top of him. I feel his hands reach up and play with my breasts.

"Wes," I say as I rub back and forth on his cock. "I have things to do today. In fact, I actually had a plan." I smile down at him. This is going to be the next step in my getting kicked out plan, and I am excited and nervous about how it's going to go.

"Okay, so what do you want to do today?" he says. He lifts my hips up and lowers me down onto his cock.

"Oh, fuck," I say as I start bouncing up and down. "I... Oh, shit," I moan.

"Fuck yeah, that feels so good. Your pussy is so tight on my cock. Fuck yeah, don't stop," he says, as I bounce faster and faster. I can't speak right now. All I can do is concentrate on the orgasm building inside of me. I lean down and kiss him, grasping the side of his face as my hair falls down the side. He grabs my ass and moves me back and forth, faster and faster, until I feel him exploding inside of me. I then feel my own orgasm come and collapse down on top of him.

"Oh, my gosh," I say, shaking my head as he kisses the side of my face.

“Who doesn’t love a morning quickie?” He grins. “So, what did you say your plan was for the day?"

"I was thinking maybe we could go shopping," I say with a small smile.

He looked surprised. "Shopping? Why?"

"I was hoping that we could buy a really sexy dress for me to wear tonight."

"Oh, really?" He grins, stroking the side of my face. "How sexy?"

"As sexy as you want it to be," I say, giving him a kiss on the lips. I run my fingers down his chest towards his cock and play with him.

"Fuck, you want to go again?"

"Well, if you want to," I say, pressing my lips against his chest and flicking his nipple with my tongue. “Maybe we can have sex in the shower and then go out shopping.”

“Fuck, sounds good to me,” he says, nodding. "I didn't know that you would want me to buy you stuff."

"I mean, today's a special occasion." I smile. "A really special occasion."

"Oh, and what's that?"

"You'll see," I say, feeling turned on as his cock grows hard in my hands.

"You are fucking spectacular. You know that, right? I'm kind of enjoying you being here," he says softly. "It kind of feels..."

"Shh," I say, pressing my finger to his lips. "Let's not ruin the moment by talking." I don't want to talk. I just want to be with him and enjoy the moment. "I'm meeting up with Erica later to discuss the podcast," I say. "We're going to get started soon. I'm really excited for you to hear our ideas."

"I'm excited, as well," he says. "And how's work going at the retirement home?"

"As per usual." I nod. "I love them, and they love me, but let’s just say, old people are like kindergarteners. They just don't know when to quit."

He starts laughing. "Well, bring on old age then, because I miss being in kindergarten."

"Do you really?" I ask him, surprised.

He looks at me thoughtfully. "No, I don't miss being in kindergarten, but I do miss the days when I didn't feel so much pressure in life, you know? When it wasn't all about the deals going on."

"You mean like business stuff? I didn't realize that you felt that way. I thought you loved it."

"Do I love making deals? Do I love the cutthroat nature of business? Not all the time." He shakes his head. "Sometimes I think to myself, there has to be more to life than this, than money."

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