The Billionaire's Kept Woman

  It was already six in the afternoon when Johanna started packing to check out from work. Her lover dozed off after reviewing a few things and making a lot of reports. He was so tired because of her. She slept well while he was awake after she slept and walked again. This is something utterly crazy that she had to solve by herself. She can't bother Connor that much. 

"Why won't you resign?" Johanna asked him. Connor frowned and turned his swivel chair. 

"As long as you are here, I won't resign," Connor said. "If you are worried about me. I am fine. I am good at enduring." He reached for her hand and kissed it. He carefully pulled her and kissed her small bump. "Because I love you." 

"Aren't you tired of saying that all day and night?" she rolled her eyes but deep inside she liked it. He only laughed and hugged her. "Hurry up. We are leaving now." 

  Connor stood, cleaned his table, and packed up his things. Then, they locked their office ready to leave. 

"Let's go!" Keira said excitedly as she went to the VIP elevator. Violet and Johanna make sure that everything is locked before they leave using the employee elevator. They were silent as no words came out from their mouths. But Jo noticed that Violet's stomach was bigger than before. 

"Are you sleeping well?" Johanna asked. 

"Yeah, I am fine. I'll resign in one month since my job is just temporary." 

  Johanna nodded and yawned as Connor also yawned. 

"It seemed like the two of you had not slept at all," Violet smirked. 

"It's not the sex that keeps us awake," Jo said and shrugged. 

"Jo is so hyper in bed," Connor told Violet that Jo creased her brows. 

  Violet laughed so loud and covered her mouth. 

"I know someone too~~" Violet commented as she thought of that someone. 

"Victor?" Johanna asked frankly as Violet nodded. 

"Also, Ian." 

  Johanna blinked. 

"You slept with both of them?" She was somehow curious. 

"You didn't know? Ian was my ex." 

"Oh," Johanna nodded her head. "I should try sleeping with another man~~" before she finished her sentence, Connor covered her mouth and stared at her deadly. 

  Violet grinned, admiring the couple. Then, the elevator opened as she waved at them. Bull was already waiting outside with Leon. 

"Hey, don't you dare." Connor threatened her and held her hand as they stepped out of the elevator. 

"Okay," She mumbled and followed him to the parking lot. He won't leave her even in front of the company building. "I want to eat pork. The grilled one." She told him as he almost dragged her because he was angry at what she said. Although, she was only joking. 

"Yeah, whatever." 

"I'm serious." 

"I'll make you one when we reach the villa." He mumbled. 

"I love you," Johanna said while watching Connor's back. However, Connor doesn't seem to realize what she said because of his anger. His mind was going through Jo and another man touching her. He's frustrated. But then, it seemed her words echoed. 

"What?" he stopped and turned to her. 

"Nothing." Johanna rolled her eyes. 

  Connor was confused as Johanna grabbed the keys and unlocked the car. He quickly opened the shotgun seat and held her bags for her. Then, she hopped in. He quickly hopped to the driver's seat and turned to her. 

"Say it again." He said. 

"Uh~~nothing?" She raised her brows, confused. 

"Jo," He squeezed her hand. 

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  The smell of the breeze of the sea was relaxing. They said that salt air causes anyone's asthma. Or at least, it would lessen the asthma attack. She hugged her captain who was driving the yacht. It was only them in a big beautiful black yacht. 

"Do you like it, baby?" Ian asked as she kissed his cheeks. 

"I love it." 

"It's already dark but we'll stop here." He pressed a button to put down the anchor. Then, he turned to her and kissed her lips. "Do you want me to name this yacht for you?" 

"Uh~" Tracey thought for a while. "That's unnecessary." 

"I never named my yacht to anyone before. Perhaps, since you are the first lady to get in here, I could name this for you." 

"Ian," She chuckled. "No. We aren't together and you might regret it.' 

"No, I won't." He grinned at her. He lifted her dress as he started kissing her chest. 

"Here?" She asked and looked around. They are in the middle of the sea and a few miles away from the beach. There is no one around. 

  Ian went down there as he kneels between her legs and reached her underwear, pulling it down. She stepped out from it and held on to the stool seat in front of the controls. She gasped when his hot lips pressed on her thighs. 

"Baby, sit." He demanded. She turned the stool and leaned on it. "Hold on me, baby." He grinned at her as he kept kissing her inner thighs. She exhaled gently as she gathered herself not to have an orgasm right away. He lifted her right thigh and put it on his shoulder as he ate her out so much. His tongue was working so well on her. She grabbed his hair hard. 

"Ahhh… Ohhh…" She moaned and made unnecessary sounds. It's because of euphoria and she never felt so happy like this. 

  Ian stood and quickly pushed down his khaki shorts. She sat on the barstool and spread her legs for him. Then, his lips crush hers as they kiss hungrily like they are in the race. His thrusts were fast and deep, the thing that she loves most. 

"Ha~harder…" She whispered. 

"I can't hear you." Ian teased as he released a few growls from the back of his throat while thrusting to his lady. "Baby, I can't hear you." 

"Harder!" She growled at him, her whole face was flushed and her ears. Ian increased it until she came shortly messing up on their clothes. He didn't stop even when she started convulsing because of a strong orgasm. She looked drained after her release and yet he didn't stop until she had another and until he came. 

  The couple hugged each other, feeling each other's racing heartbeats. Ian didn't stop kissing her neck as they were calming down. 

"I want more," Tracey said. 

"Don't worry. I didn't plan to stop at all. We were so busy for the past few days…" 

"But you have to give me a break." She giggled and reached his face. 

"I will." He kissed her forehead for so long. "What do you want for dinner, baby?" 

"Uhm," She shrugged and giggled. "I'll eat anything. I am quite hungry too." 

"Okay," He quickly pulled his shorts and tucked his man inside. She bit her lips and fixed herself. He checked on a few controls and he grabbed her wet underwear, hold her hand as they went downstairs to the kitchen. 

  Tracey quickly helped with the cooking and while they were waiting for it to cook, he teased her again by making her lie on the empty table and eat her out. She swears that she'll collapse anytime because of the strong releases with only his mouth and fingers. She stayed lying on the table and watched him turn off the stove. 

"Babe, you have to eat well. I am not done with you." 

  She laughed at him. 

"We can do it outside, you know." She smirked. "So, we won't have to turn on the fan. Outside seemed to be refreshing." She suggested. 

"I plan to do that." He smirked back. Tracey hopped down from the table and wiped it clean and even sanitized it. Then, the couple enjoyed a big dinner. 

  It didn't take long when Tracey took a shower and put her bikini on to go to the swimming pool just on the porch of the yacht. They had fine wine and watched the moon and stars. Somehow, the sea was a little peaceful. They both liked it. Ian hugged her from behind while she's leaning on the side of the pool with her arms over it. He also leaned his chin to her shoulder and kissed her cheeks. 

"It's beautiful and peaceful here." She said softly. 

"It is." He hummed and watched the beautiful moon with her. "I am glad that I brought you here." 

"I'm happy that you brought me here." She giggled. "Ian," 

"Hmm?" 

  Tracey twisted her lips and slowly bit her lower lips. 

"Thank you." 

"Hey," he whispered to her ear. "You don't have to thank me. I am doing all of these to make you happy. Probably to atone from my sins toward you." 

"Still, thank you." 

"I'll do anything for you." Ian somehow just says it. It just came naturally out of his mouth. He had never said it to any woman except Viola. Not even to his usual flings. "How about we go to my private island?" He grinned at her. 

"You~~you have a private island?" 

"Yes," he chuckled. "My brother gave it to me as a gift after my graduation. At that time, the company was on top and he had billions of money. I am his only little brother. That's why." 

"Oh, Keira's dad?" 

"Yes," He nodded. "Few properties were under my name. Few of them were originally named for his children. I am taking care of it for their future. You know how our family becomes messy." 

"Yeah, I almost think that it is because of Alessandro. But I don't see that they hate him." 

"It's actually because he met that psychopath. Sandro is a handsome man." He shrugged. "Damn him." He grinned. 

  Tracey giggled and nodded at him. 

"Unfortunate." She turned her head. "But I am very much surprised by the irony of our relationships." 

"I know." He moved away from her as he pulled himself up from the water. "Let's dry up a little. I'm horny." 

  She bit her lips seeing that big bulge on his swimming trunks.