Page 21 of The Billionaire's Contract Baby

“I’m coming. Everything is alright!” I made my voice sound cheerful to ease his worry. Removing the picture dust from my clothes, I went to open the door. Lorenzo stood with his hands in his pockets; beside his legs was my luggage. “Hey, thanks for bringing this up. Come in.” He gave a curt nod and came in with the luggage in tow.

He stood for a while, taking in the sight of my modest apartment. I scanned the room repeatedly to see if there was anything I missed. Nothing. I breathed a sigh of relief. “Your home is beautiful. You had no need to fret.” He pulled me into his arms, stroking my hair as he looked around. I wondered if he saw something...

“I’m glad you like it. I don’t know what there is in the refrigerator, but I could get you something to eat or drink. What would you like?”

“You.” Oh? He couldn’t be serious.Crystal, tell him no and send him away. Jen and Alfred won’t be out for long!It was a pity my mouth didn’t listen to my brain again. “You look as if you need some kisses right here…” His lips went to my neck. I felt his wet tongue trail my neck and he kissed, then sucked, the skin of my neck.

I arched my back, feeling the familiar tingles coming back into my body. “Oh, Lorenzo…” My hands went under his shirt, massaging his muscles. He was hard underneath my hand. He brought his lips to mine but didn’t kiss me. Instead, a playful look flitted in his eyes. I crashed my lips onto his, kissing him with a different kind of ferocity – needy and clingy.I could do this. It would just be for a few minutes or so. Enough time to get him out of here. Hopefully.

His hands went to the clasp of my pants and loosened it. He pushed them down, then pulled my ass and squeezed it. That did something amazing to me. I grabbed his pecs and squeezed them in retaliation. He seemed to enjoy that.

We stopped kissing for a moment and took off our clothes in haste. He carried me, my legs wrapped around his waist and my hands went around his neck. “Where’s your room?” He asked, his eyes ablaze with passion. I pointed in a certain direction, not sure if he understood. We returned to kissing. Our bodies were pressed close together; the proximity and shared breath made me feel as though we were one.

He started moving, then he reached a door which he opened. It was dark inside, but the fragrance let me know it was my room. His hand left my waist to find a light switch. I shook my head, bringing his hand back. “No light. Just you and me, skin to skin.”

He nodded and took me to my bed. He set me down, and I lay down with my back on the mattress. I was not ready for games. I wanted him now. My legs went around his waist and pulled him to me. He fell on me with a grunt. I hugged him, tightening my grip around his torso – wanting to merge our bodies.

His arousal was passed on to me, his cock resting directly on my wetness, making my body twitch in anticipation. By now, we had no need to talk. I wanted to go down on him, but he had other plans.

He cupped my breasts and sucked my nipples. My nipples felt more sensitive than they’ve ever been due to his superb efforts over the past few days. As if that stimulation wasn’t enough, he trailed kisses down my chest to my slit. I tensed, waiting for the next move. I’d heard a lot of people say amazing things about an organism but never had one. His lips, breath, beard, and tongue worked in tandem to turn me into a different person. I let out a cry of pleasure as his tongue plunged my depth, licking and sucking. It was the most arousing yet strangest feeling I’ve ever had down there.

He took my moans as encouragement and continued his with devotion. I let my legs hang off his shoulder as he thrust his tongue repeatedly into me. His hands were not idle. One was jerking himself off while the other went to my mouth. I sucked on his fore and middle fingers, imagining it as his erection – but missing the taste of him.

He suddenly put a finger in me and jerked it quickly and vigorously. The suddenness and intensity blew my mind away. My pleasure bud was particularly sensitive at that moment. He sucked on it and went faster with his finger. I might have let out a howl or two, but all my mind could register was the pleasure he brought me.

I felt alive at that moment, wanting more. I should have said it was enough, but I had to let my body dominate my mind - his presence and the on-going pleasure was all that mattered at the moment. I pulled him up from my opening, kissing his wet lips. He knew what I wanted; he wanted it as much as I did and obliged.

His now familiar length slid into me, slowly pushing past the resistance point. I looked into his eyes: they were dark and bottomless in the darkness. My senses were heightened like I could feel everything he was feeling - and that made my heart beat faster. “Hard and fast…” I breathed out the words. It was getting too hard to concentrate on anything but his length in me.

His rhythm was slow at first to allow my body to adjust, then he went faster. I felt like he was going to bang me out of my mind. The room enhanced the sound of our intercourse with resounding echoes. We took turns riding and thrusting in different positions. I couldn’t remember how much time we spent having fun in my room.

I was engrossed in the way our bodies made new symphonies. I clung to him tight as he stood and grabbed my pillow. While standing, he kept on thrusting repeatedly. I was losing count of how many times he made me come and yet he hasn’t. I started clenching the muscles inside me – in effect, sucking him with my walls. The faint moonlight showed the sweat beading on his face. I kissed his sweaty skin, tasting salt.

I don’t know how he did it, but he found a boob and sucked hard on it. I yelped with a mix of pain and pleasure. A hot spurt of cum gushed inside me. It sent me over the edge, coming so hard my muscles hurt.

Tired, we were both back on the bed. I took that moment to catch my breath and reflect. Our relationship was becoming more than just fuck buddies. This was something more. “Lorenzo, what are we? What am I to you?” I felt I needed to ask that now. It might spoil the mood, but it would ease the worry in my heart.

He rubbed my shoulder, clearly thinking what to say. “What we have between us is special, Crystal, and I wouldn’t want to lose it for anything in the world. We are…” He was interrupted by the sound of the entrance door creaking open.

Oh no! No!“Crystal! I know you’re home. Your things are here. Girl, where are you?” Jen’s excited voice rang out clearly in my room. I could not look at Lorenzo. I had to do something before, “Maamaa... Mama! Where is mama?” Alfred’s tiny voice sounded loud to me. The shocked look on Lorenzo's face wasn't what I wanted to see.

Alfred was calling my name louder. Loud enough that I leapt out of bed, picked up a robe and tied it hastily as I made my way to my door.

“Crystal! What’s wrong? Where are you going?” Lorenzo looked concerned. If he knew what I was hiding, I feared imagining what his expression would be.

“Please stay here, I’m coming.” I was already halfway out the door. I didn’t turn back to see that Lorenzo was on his feet looking for a robe. If I did, I would have begged him to stay and not to come along. Again, if we could make decisions as easily as making wishes, we wouldn’t find them so hard to make.

Chapter 10

LORENZO

Shespedoutofthe room with the door swinging shut behind her. Her behavior at this moment confused me. She had mentioned a friend but not a child… and that child called formama.Or was I hallucinating? I could be wrong, but something was going on with Crystal that she's trying to hide from me.

With a robe loosely tied around my waist, I walked out of the room. I didn't have to walk far as I saw Crystal standing in front of a tall woman with a child in her arms. The baby was waving his hands animatedly and looked ready to jump into Crystal's outstretched arms. I paused, watching this scene. She took the child to kiss and hug him tight. I had so many questions at this point. I took a step further and heard, "Alfred, I'm sorry mommy is late. I'll make it up to you. Pinky promise." Hearing Crystal’s soft, cooing voice, the child gave his consent. I was still too far to clearly see his face.

She made a gesture to the woman beside her who opened the door. Crystal was about to enter the room when I called out," Crystal! Wait." My voice seemed to strike her with a mighty force. Her body shook, and I could see how guarded she held herself. The lady beside her had her mouth agape and her eyes wide.

I reached them, now close enough to see the woman, but my attention wasn't on her. Crystal was using her body to shield the child. I couldn't see him. "Crystal, who's that? What are you hiding?" I asked in a gentle tone, believing all that was happening now was just a misunderstanding. She said nothing with her back to me.

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