Page 77 of Grumpy Bossy Billionaire Enemy

Amelia shut the door and marched straight over to me. She shoved my chest, forcing me to hit the armchair just facing the bed, butt first. Despite her angry demeanor, I couldn't help but notice how sexy she looked, wearing my favorite Lacoste polo.It stopped just enough to hide her buttocks, while teasingly revealing her shapely thighs.

I licked my lower lips as she stood in front of me and carefully used my fingers to trace loose lines on her thighs. She swatted my hand, and I raised my head to meet her hot, fuming gaze. Her emotions were high. My little knowledge of a woman’s body made me understand that her hormones would increase daily.I watched as she moved around the room to the wardrobe and came back, holding two scarves. One I recognized; the other I didn't.

Perplexed, I tried not to panic as I continued to wonder what she was up to.She briefly touched my face with her palm, and I felt their coldness. She took off my shirt and pants, and a certain excitement rushed through my veins, making my sleeping cock jump to action. I had never seen Amelia this angry; somehow, I knew that nothing I did would calm her.Seeing her this way made my blood rush. The veins on my thighs strained. I tried to touch her, but again, she swatted my hands away. The restless energy I was getting from her aroused me. Hell, everything about this woman aroused me. She pulled away from the kiss, heading to the closet to bring out a blindfold. She stretched the blindfold to me.

“I want you to use it on me,” her sweet voice begged.

I took the blindfold. I couldn't quite believe what she was asking.I knew Amelia to be a soft, gentle girl, but asking me to use a blindfold during sex was quite strange.I moved around her to put the blindfold over her eyes.She could see nothing now and had to rely on me to know what to do.Trying crazy things in bed had never occurred to me, but now that Amelia wanted it, I wanted it, too. She lay on the bed as I placed one hand over her head. I felt her thighs as they spread my legs before she straddled me. I didn't have the time to think about anything else as I sensed her wetness around my cock. I gasped.

I was shocked that she was able to find my hands and them with the scarves. Incapacitated as I was, I felt helpless.Gently, at first, Amelia swirled her waist, twisting and turning. She kept up the movement, wedging herself with both hands on my chest. My brain shut down; all I could think about was the spasmodic twirling of her hips. Whimpering like a child, the urge to put my hands around her overwhelmed me, but she restrained me.

"You're driving me crazy."

Apparently, my cries fell on deaf ears. Amelia's kisses on my neck were hot, and she was driving me to the edge. I could tell from the clipped sounds she was making that she was enjoying my frustration.

My body began to shiver nonstop; just as I felt the pleasure about to erupt from my body, Amelia got up and moved away.

Damn! She had stopped me from releasing just at the peak of my ejaculation.She removed the blindfold, and it took another kazillion seconds before she could get a hold of herself. I lifted my head, and Amelia fell into my arms. I pushed my tongue past her lips and felt as her body gradually succumbed to my kiss.She untied my hands.

I broke the kiss and kissed one breast after the other.The aftermath of my near release was quick to overcome me as I thrust into her. It was long before I was shaking violently again, with her pulsating underneath me. The two of us descended the edge of ecstasy, passion rupturing our bodies.When it was over, I collapsed like a log on her and drifted off to sleep.

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Mother’s maid took my jacket when I got to her front door. She led me to the visitor’s room as though I were a guest and made me wait too long to see her.I was even more impatient than ever, so I got up and decided to look for her by myself.Then, I saw Mother and Robin Water walk out of her bedroom.

Mom and Robin looked shocked when she saw me. I realized that Robin's presence was the reason Mother's staff had asked me to stay on the visitor's side of the house so I wouldn't find out that Mother and Robin had been seeing each other.I tried to breathe. I might have been getting a little bit ahead of myself; Robin and Mother might be in there for a meeting. But I wondered why they would be alone in a room.

I also wondered why Mother’s makeup was all smeared. I could only come to one conclusion – Mother and Robin were having a thing.The thought of it made me sick to my stomach.

Chapter thirty-four

Nolan’s Return

Amelia

Henry came back home with sad, troubled eyes. His mother had given him a billion dollars to start over. He'd been the happiest man yesterday, but today, he'd come back from her place with a frown on his face.

"Are you okay?" I asked Henry, who looked absent-minded. He looked like he had seen a ghost, or rather, he had seen something terrifying.

"I feel sick," Henry said. "I feel so sick?"

I felt his forehead for his temperature, but it was normal. "Do you want to go to the hospital for a diagnosis?" I asked as my heart beat faster.

Henry takes my hand in his. "It's not about me."

"Is Troy?" I asked. "Is Troy sick?"

"No," Henry said and looked at me. "I found a man in Mom's house."

I shrugged. "So? He could be one of her business partners. It isn't a big deal, Henry. Your mom is a phenomenal woman."

Henry shook his head. “It’s not like that, Amelia. They both came out of her room, and her makeup was smeared."

I went quiet for a minute when I realized the point Henry was trying to make.His sixty-five-year-old Mom was seeing someone else.

"Sweat could smear her makeup." I tried to make it less trivial. "You shouldn't make a big deal out of it."

Henry shook his head. "I know something is going on between Robin Water and Mother."

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