Falling For The Billionaire Heir

It did not surprise Debbie when she got to the front of her apartment complex later and found Jacy leaning against his car in the large driveway. She deliberately slowed down her pace as she drove up to her allotted parking spot. He walked up to her as she killed the car engine with a huge grin on his face.

“Hey,” he said brightly when she got out of the car.

She didn’t say a word. The last person she wanted to see or talk to at that moment was Jacy. She started walking towards the elevator.

They rode the elevator in silence to her floor and only spoke when she called out a greeting to the doorman when they got to her floor.

They stayed in silence as she fumbled with her key to unlock the door. When she flung the door open, she walked in ahead of him and he followed.

“I called your line twice in the afternoon,” he said and plopped down on his favorite couch in her house. “You were unreachable. Is everything okay?”

“As you can see, I’m fine,” she dropped her bunch of keys on the mantel. “Jacy, what are you doing here? We didn’t have plans to meet today.”

“No, we don’t,” he answered. “But I miss you. I just want to check up on you.”

She started walking to her bedroom, and said over her shoulders, “I don’t know what you are talking about.” She wanted Colin, not Jacy.

Although she’d been in a relationship with Jacy since their university days, her heart still desired the man who didn’t want her.

She laid coiled up on the bed, still fully clothed, shoes and all.

Jacy was as handsome as Colin. He’s also rich: he had his own consultancy outfit, and he had a very good head on his shoulders. Jacy disvirgined her and he had been her only sexual partner. But she still wanted Colin.

“I think you need to visit a psychiatrist or someone,” Alison, her closest friend, had told her a few weeks back.

“Are you suggesting I’m crazy?” Debbie asked, alarmed. “If that’s what’s in your head, please perish it. I am okay.”

“No you are not,” she waved towards the nearby bench and they sat down. “If you are okay, your stubborn heart won’t be panting after a man that doesn’t want you. While Jacy, a man in a million, loves you to the moon and back.”

“You don’t understand.” Debbie used the straw in her glass to swirl the ice cubes in her drink around. “I.. I…” Her voice trailed off. The problem was, she just couldn’t explain her obsession with Colin.

“There’s this psychologist my sister saw after her divorce two years ago.” Alison set her cup on the wooden table in front of them. “She’s very good, I will ask my sister to give me her contact.”

“I don’t need to see a shrink.” Debbie had a long sip of her drink. “I don’t need any contact.”

“You do,” Alison reached for her drink. “I only hope you will get help before it’s too late.”

Before she could respond, another friend, Kelly, shouted, “girls come over. The main event is about to start.”

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“We’ll visit this topic later,” Alison called after Debbie, who had quickly jumped on her feet and scurried away.

“Maybe I truly need to see a shrink.” She thought to herself.

Jacy appeared in the doorway with his arms folded in front of him. Their gaze locked for a long time.

He gave her a rueful smile. “darling,” he walked further into the room. “Are you okay? Is everything alright?”

“I’m fine,” she turned her back to him.

He lowered himself into the bed beside her and turned her around so they were facing each other. She refused to look into his eyes, instead; she focused on his broad chest.

He put his hand on her cheek, “look at me.”

She looked.

“Stay with me, darling,” he whispered. “I love you and you know it.” He swallowed hard. “I want to be with you. Let’s get married.”

She took a deep breath.

“I saw you driving into Blake Tower this morning,” he caressed her cheek with his thumb. “Colin doesn’t want you, and rightly so. He has a woman. But I love you,” he said hoarsely. “I love you darling, with everything in me.”

Desire welled up in her, smelling his familiar aroma. His cologne mixed with his natural masculine musk. She wondered again why she couldn’t love this ever caring man.

She crumbled against his body and relaxed into his arms. Debbie closed her eyes and took another deep breath. “make love to me,” she breathed into his chest.

She didn’t have to repeat herself. He removed her shoes and undressed her. Kissing every inch of her body as he peels off her clothing.

He stood up after he undressed her. Adrenaline pumped in his veins as he unbuttoned his shirt and removed his cufflinks and shoved the shirt off from his shoulders.

Debbie squirmed as he revealed his broad chest and rock solid abs.

“I’m going to love you all night,” he said, reaching for his belt buckle to release it. Once he did that, he pulled down his pants and boxers together. Debbie’s breath hitched when his massive, rigid cock sprang free, jutting out in front of him.

“Darling,” he cooed and crawled up her body. He kissed her hard, sucking on her tongue. He moved down her body, lowering his face into her pussy. “Look how wet you are already, pumpkin.” He panted with lust and ran his tongue along her slit, stroking beside her sensitive clit.

“Jay!” she moaned as pleasure swiped through her body.

He sucked leisurely on her clit, eliciting more moans from her.

“Jacy,” she grunted through her panting breath, “don’t tease me. Put that cock in me now, please.”

“Is that what you want?” He looked up into her eyes.

“Yes,” she nodded. “Yes, fuck me now.”

He laid down on her and inserted his cock into her.

“Oh shit,” he grunted when her creamy cunt enveloped his dick. They fell into their usual rhyme, rocking together as Jacy pounded in and out of her.