Page 86 of Grumpy Bossy Billionaire Enemy

Giving Back to the Community

Amelia

My best friend was returning from her honeymoon today. It had only been a month, but it felt like she’d been gone for years.My baby bump was even more obvious than it was a few months ago. My tummy was growing daily.Henry's business was growing as well. He needed to do an important thing: give back to the Richmond community.

Henry had asked me how he could do this. I couldn’t stop talking about Nolan’s new charity restaurant. I didn’t take long to convince him to make a similar charity gesture.After all, he had been given a second chance at business, and we were given a new chance to live well. We'd spent a lot of time deliberating on how to give back to the Richmond community – what to do as an act of appreciation to a community that had grown Henry's wealth over the years.

My mind trailed to the growing baby in my womb; then, I remembered that there were newborns in the hospital who needed surgery, whose parents couldn't afford to pay their hospital bills. They deserved a chance to live.

“A fundraiser for kids at the hospital,” I suggested, “for kids whose parents can’t afford their surgery.”

Henry nodded. “That’s great. Do you remember when we went to the state fundraiser?”

I smiled. Of course, I remembered the masked party. I had met Henry for the second time, and I hadn’t stopped thinking about him since then.

“I saw you in that beautiful dress and realized I might never see another woman as beautiful as you are.”

Henry’s sweet talk was getting to me, but when he moved closer, I felt a tightening in my tummy.

Henry’s touch did that to me; it sent waves of electric shock deep into my bones, and it made me feel completely helpless.

“I thought you had a meeting?” I said as he moved closer, so that our lips almost touched.

“Yes,” he replied, “the meeting can wait.”

I said, breathless. “What about the fundraiser for the hospital kids?”

Henry nodded, like he didn’t care about it right now. “I’m leaving it for you to decide.”

“We could have anything you want there.”

I smiled, and Henry’s firm hand ran through my hair from behind. He nibbled on my ear before he moved in for a deep, longing kiss.I had never had a kiss quite like this. I had never taken the time to slow down and cherish an embrace with a man, but Henry made it better every damned time. He unexpectedly scooped his arms under my body and lifted me to his chest. It was like I weighed nothing and he could move a mountain. He carried me upstairs to the bedroom.

He set me down on his enormous bed, kneeled on the floor in front of me, holding my gaze as he slipped off each of my shoes. He handled me delicately, his fingers gently rubbing my skin. His eyes were focused on my face, like it was impossible to pull his gaze away – for even a moment.I liked seeing Henry beneath me, a strong man on his knees.

I watched him press a kiss to the inside of my ankle. I closed my eyes automatically, loving the way those soft lips felt.He did the same to the other foot before he trailed kisses up my legs to the inside of my knees. He kept going, moving higher and higher until he was between my thighs.My breathing escalated. He tilted me backward on the bed. My eyes closed for a long period of time as I waited for his mouth to reach the area that ached the most. He kept moving until his lips pressed against my black thong. He kissed me gently, my dress now bunched around my hips. He kissed me a little harder, then took a deep breath, inhaling the scent of my arousal through my lacy thong.

He pulled back and then raised his head level with mine, a look of arousal on his face so intense that he seemed angry. He gripped my hips with his hands. He stared at me without fear, as if he were struggling not to fuck me so hard that he might break the bed.He rose to his full length and took off his shirt. I couldn’t take my eyes off him, and my thong became wetter by the second.

While my thighs ached to open and my pussy screamed to feel every inch of him inside me, he undid his belt and took care of his other clothing. Within few seconds, he was standing naked in front of me, his long dick staring at me. Dicks were nothing special, but his was fucking beautiful.

“Jesus Christ, your cock is beautiful." I couldn’t take my eyes off the monster cock that stood so erect and proud. With a few quick reflexes, Henry got me naked. Nothing was standing in his way to devour me.

He lowered himself to his knees again, then pressed his mouth between my legs. He immediately smothered my clit with his tongue and kissed it harder than he’d kissed my mouth.He inhaled deeply, then blew his warm breath across my most sensitive area. He ate my pussy like he was starving, and there was nothing else on the menu he wanted more than it.

I screamed right away: it felt so unbelievably good. My head rolled back, and I looked at the ceiling. My vision began to blur.I grabbed his hair with my fingers while he sucked my clit harder before pulling away. He climbed off the bed and turned on a light.

“I want to see every inch of your body, as I touch you. I want to see your expression as I thrust into you."

God, his voice sent shivers down my entire body, making my bones liquidate. He came back to the bed and climbed on top of me, his heavy weight shifting the mattress as he moved. His enormous cock hung at the ready, pointing at my entrance like he couldn’t wait to be inside me.His arms immediately hooked behind my knees. He stretched me apart, as if I would need to be open as wide as possible to take the behemoth in.

“I can never get enough of you, love,” Henry said in the sexiest voice ever.

"I don't ever want you to…"

Henry urged his dick inside me and filled me up. I didn’t realize how much I wanted him until that moment. He was out and then pushed again, meeting the pool of moisture that was practically dripping between my thighs.Then he sank in the rest of the way, sheathing more and more until most of his length was deep inside me.

“Henry…” My hands left his hair and glided down his back. My nails sliced him with my enthusiasm; it couldn’t be controlled. Now I was just a woman lost to her hormones, a woman who just wanted to be with a man.

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