The Beautiful Billionaire

LINDEN It was good to be back home, at least in one piece. I was only gone for four days, yet a lot of things happened in my absence. My wife collapsed, worrying about me. Thankfully, she was fine, and our baby was healthy. I didn’t want it to happen again, not on my watch. But that was not what was going on right now.

I was in the bathtub, and she was out, rubbing my back with her pink loofah. I couldn’t protest without getting her pissed.

When I moved inside, she groaned. “I said, no sudden movements. You’re not wearing your brace.”

“I don’t need that, baby. It doesn’t hurt much,” I lied. It still hurt as fuck. Every time I breathed, it fucking hurt like a heavy rock pressed against my chest.

“The doctor said, you keep that, then that’s what you will do, Gabriel.” She then put shampoo into my hair. I felt like a king right now. I never thought Estelle would do something like this to me, and I couldn’t help but turn weepy.Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

God, I loved this woman so much.

I took her hand and kissed it. “I can do it, baby. You, on the other hand, need to rest.”

“I’ve been resting the whole day. Just let me clean you up. Then, you need to get some sleep. No more talking to your guys until you rest. Got it?”

“Yes, boss.”

“You’re such an ass.” She groaned.

“You’re the boss of me, baby.”

“Yeah, yeah, but you’re the kind of man who couldn’t be bossed around, doesn’t follow your boss’ order.” She sprayed water into my head and did a good massage on my scalp. “Simple things won’t follow.”

“Damn. That’s good.” I moaned.

“Are you sure you didn’t hit your head pretty hard?”

“You should have seen that guy.”

“What really happened, Gabriel?” She was curious, and I wasn’t sure telling her about violence was a good idea.

“That’s for another time.”

“He did a number on you, though.”

“Well, he was bigger than me. I broke his bones and could have killed him-” I stopped when she gasped. “Sorry.”

“I think I get used to it by now. I just wish I didn’t hear something violent more often. Did you find Jasper?”

“Yeah.”

“Is he okay?”

“Better than me, I guess.” I turned to face her. There was still a deep frown between her brows. “I promise I won’t put you in the same situation again. All I could think of when I was there was you, our baby, and how I left you.”

She put a finger on my lips. “Don’t say that. When our family and the extended families are in danger, I won’t stop you. I guess the fear of marrying or being with you wasn’t just because I was afraid that our relationship might not work. Maybe your job, who you are to these guys, and who you were is what scares me. I was scared that something like this might happen. But I will support you from now on because I know what you do is important to you.”

“Thank you.” I smiled, and her brows drew together. “I’m not sure, baby, but I might have broken another part of me. Can you check if it still works?”

She rolled her eyes. “Go ahead. You know what to do. You’re a grown adult, Linden.”

I couldn’t help but laugh and held her hand when she got up. I winced in pain. “Don’t make me laugh, Estelle. I swear it hurt like fuck.”

“I thought it didn’t hurt a lot. Clean up, broken dick.”

I was still laughing silently when she left the bathroom. I quickly cleaned the soap on my body before wrapping the towel tightly around my waist.

When I thought she was done, I was wrong. She had my razor in her hand.

I froze. “Are you sure you know how to use that thing?”

“Don’t worry. I’m not gonna shave you down there.”

“Really? I was expecting you would start from down.”

“Sit, Gabriel.”

I sighed before I sat. Good luck to me. “Let me guess. I’m not the first man- ouch.” She slapped her palms on my cheeks to stop me from moving. “How did you learn-”

“Shut up.” She put her foot just between my thighs on the chair, a little below my dick.

“Careful, buddy.”

When the razor buzzed, I lifted my chin and relaxed. And then she began from the top of my cheek and the side of my face towards the jaw. She actually knew what she was doing, not shaving me clean but trimming my beard.

I looked at her and placed my hand on her smooth leg, making her groan. She was focused, her lip caught between her teeth. Estelle was just beautiful.

Once she was done with the right, she turned my face to do the left. “I’d never seen you shaved clean.”

I held her hand to stop. “Then do it.”

“Nah. I like you like this.”

I smiled. “You actually do like something about me?”

“If you won’t stop and keep your hand to yourself, I might shave your head clean and step my foot on your dick to test your theory.”

“How can you can be pretty brutal but still look hot?” My hand travels up, running circles on the smooth skin of her inner thigh.

“Calm your horses, Gabriel. You need to heal before you can do some vigorous activities.”

“I can just lie down, and you do the rest.”

Her eyes squinted. “No. I’m not gonna risk your healing process. You have broken bones. Even a guy as tough as you, his body has limits.” She was right. She scanned my chest, filled with bruises, and both sides of my abdomen. Every time she saw them, pain crossed her eyes. She sighed.

“I’ll be fine. I’ve had worse.”

She continued trimming my other cheek down to my jaw.

“I’ll do it, baby.” I took the razor from her when I couldn’t stand the hurt in her eyes anymore. “Thank you.”

***

I moaned. I thought I moaned in my dream. I felt a soft hand trailing down my abdomen and those fingers running through my abs.

“Fuck.” I let go a shaky breath in delight when those fingers wrapped around my cock and began stroking it.

“I’m testing your theory.” Her voice was filled with humor. “So far, so good.”

I chuckled. “It’s not dead yet?”

“I don’t think so. He didn’t get a number on it. I didn’t see blue balls, either. I mean, literally blue balls while you were in the tub.” She put a little pressure on it and kept stroking my growing cock.

“Thank fuck.”

“Faster?”

“Yeah.” I raised my hand to her face, and she was smiling. “I wanna kiss you.”

“No, tiger. Just lie down and behave. Isn’t that what you said earlier? I’ll do the rest?” She threw the duvet away. “Spread your legs.”

“Baby.”

“Do it,” my wife just gave me an order, and it was fucking hot.

I groaned and did as she said.

“I’m the boss, remember?”

“Yes, you are.” The anticipation was killing me. My cock just jerked in her hand.

“Then stop whining.”

When I felt her settle between my legs, I lifted my head. Fuck. It was hot as she bowed down and licked her lips in anticipation.

She darted her tongue out, and I didn’t know she was watching me the entire time. When she ran her tongue on my tip, I gasped. My dick grew harder in her grasp.

“I think you’re fine. You taste the same. Are you sure no one touched what’s mine while you’re away?”

“I swear I never even thought-”

“Good.” Without warning, she captured my dick with her hot mouth, and jacked me with her hand at the base while she sucked me. Her mouth was so fucking soft.

“Fuck.” It felt good. And she was fucking hot going down on me. I threw my head back. A primal groan escaped my throat that sounded like gargling.

She did good, sucking and swirling her demanding talented tongue around my shaft between bobbing up and down. She did it alternately.

When my spine began tingling, I dove my fingers into her hair, grabbed a fistful, held it tight, and guided her down. I slid my cock in and out into her mouth. Her cheeks hollowed.

“It feels fucking good, baby.” I rocked my hips up enough not to gag her. With teary eyes, she looked at me with approval. She let me take control.

“Fuck. You’re a pro.” I got a moan from her as she gripped me tight and sucked me deep, and then withdrew me slowly.

“Fuck my mouth.” Her words made me dizzy. Her mouth opened, her eyes begging. Her free hand came to my hip. That’s it. I plunged all the way in and did it with a few pumps.

“I don’t wanna come in your mouth. I’m close.” I rushed my words out as my groin tightened. Her fingers flexed, digging into my skin, pushing herself to the limit, taking all my cock in. I lifted her head, freeing my cock. It came out of her mouth.

She groaned in frustration.

“I’m not done. Sit on my face.”

In her teary eyes, she stared at me.

“I won’t come if you won’t sit on my face.”

That was it. She didn’t think twice. She took off her thin lingerie and came to sit on my face. Her hands gripped the headboard, my hand on her ass and the other around my cock. I could multitask. It was not a problem.

I began licking her already wet pussy. She made a deep sound of satisfaction. And then I sucked her fold, flicking my tongue around her clit, and she started rocking her hips forward, dancing to her pleasure.

When I felt her close, her juices all around my face, I pumped hard and fast and sucked her hard with a groan. The vibration sent to her clit, causing her to shudder as her orgasm came fast.

Drinking her down, I came in seconds.