The Billionaire's Kept Woman

  Water was dripping from their intertwined bodies. Tracey was happy and anxious at the same time while her boyfriend was hugging her tightly, her legs wrapped around her and he was still inside her. 

"You won't back out, right?" She pressed her lips to his shoulder. 

"I won't." He held her head. "Damn, Tracey. I was scared to death when I saw you and that man. I thought you were cheating with that man in a fancy coat." 

  She giggled at him as she pulled back her face to face him. 

"You are the most handsome I have ever met… besides Alessandro." 

"Oh, please." He rolled his eyes. "That man stole my niece." 

  She kissed his lips. 

"Let's get married so I will become their Aunt." 

"I won't back out." He started thrusting again and the couple stayed there for almost an hour before they went downstairs, fully dressed and fresh from the bath. 

  She was feeling ecstatic while wearing the ring that he made in a few minutes. She went to the table where her mother was preparing the dinner and she hugged her mother. Gena smiled as she gently pushed her to turn around. She smiled up at her. 

"Something good happened?" Gena asked and caressed her damp hair. She lifted her left finger and Gena stared at it and looked at Ian. 

"We need to process it fast before it's too late," Ian said as he pulled a chair for Tracey. 

"That doesn't sound romantic at all, Ian." Gena sneered and Tracey sat down and then, Ian pulled the chair for Gena. "Do we need an engagement party or something?" 

"I think I want a bridal shower or bachelorette." She said and looked at Ian. "Can we do that? Maybe this weekend?" 

"I will ask Mina about that. Because this weekend is the Baby gender reveal party for Jo and Connor." 

  She pouted at him. 

"We can have it this Friday." 

  Ian put food on her plate and then he started eating like a hungry caveman. 

"Why are you so hungry?" Gena asked. 

"I haven't eaten since early this morning," Ian said. Their mission started early in the morning and they chased them until the day and they had to clean up a few bodies. 

"Oh, dear." Gena sighed. 

"I'm sorry, I forget I was too focused." 

"You indeed lost weight," Tracey said. But she wondered why he was so energetic even when they made love under the shower. She will ask about it later. 

  After their dinner, Ian helped check the security system and he made sure that Franko Charles's face was captured. Since there's a camera in the guest area, he could see how Franko tried to seduce Tracey and even caressed her hair as she flinched and held her hand. The man was handsome but his age was old, also Tracey wasn't attracted to him.

  He tells them not to let any Charles enter the mansion once again. He nearly scolded them. The guards were apologetic. They said that they were sent by Tracey's father and Tracey approved which she thought to be the lawyers of her father. His head was aching now, so he went upstairs to Tracey's room and tossed his body on the bed. 

"Do you need a massage?" Tracey asked. "I heard that you went through a lot of physical work?" She lit the scented candle and put the oil beside it. 

"Thank you, darling." 

  She helped him strip off and she took the towel and placed it over the bed. He turned into his back and then she undressed without him noticing it. She carefully removed her ring and placed it on the side table. Then, she took the oil and poured it on his back. She was already feeling hot as soon as she straddled his bare butt and rubbed her arms to spread the oil. 

"Love, you are so warm. Even your pussy." 

  She giggled and continued with massaging him down to his spine. She rubbed herself to him and sighed. Although she wanted him at that time, she remained calm until she's done massaging him. Then, he carefully lay on his back and she sat on top of him and massaged his chest, biceps, and abdominal down to his lower part. 

"Babe, you are so amazing." He held her waist. "Babe, look." 

  She looked down at his lower part. She bit her lower lip and reached it as her hand stroked it, massaging it. She bent down and kissed the tip. 

"I am so glad that I am home with you." He caressed her hair. She grinned at him and he carefully pulled her up. He sat up and kissed her passionately. "I'm so fucking horning ever since your body touches mine. She scooped his face and started rubbing herself against him. "You are a fucking perfect wife now, baby. A sex machine." 

  She smacked his chest as he laughed so loud. 

"I only meant that you are amazing." He adjusted himself and pushed his aching manhood inside her. She bit her lower lip and rocked with his rhythm. 

  Ian wasn't extra careful but more passionate toward her body and her pleasure. He loves seeing her blissful expression every time that they do that she spasms. He just loves every part of it. He was so in love that he listened to her breathing and moaning. It was all blissful for him and he can't imagine if someone else was giving her the same pleasure, or worse, someone was giving her a hard time. That's why he didn't want her to marry that old geezer although he was rich and quite handsome. 

"Why, you…" She panted and rubbed her chest. "You make my bed wet! It's soaking now! Not even the towel saved it." She scolded him. He laughed as he gently pushed her down on the mattress, spread her legs, and licked her wetness. "I love you, Ian." 

"I love you too, Tracey." He snuggled with her. 

  Tracey fell asleep right after the last orgasm and Ian gently slipped off from the bed and called Henry. He's sure that they are still up since those couples are working together for both companies. 

"Hey, Gian. Did you have good food and rest, how about sex?" Henry asked straightforwardly. His brother was always like that even when he was with Viola back then. 

"Everything is good. Mostly sex. But I must tell you this straight." Ian sighed. "Franko Charles was here. Isn't he the youngest cousin of that asshole?" 

"Yes," Henry said grimly. 

"He came here, claiming that he bought my girl through her father."

  Henry was silent and finally said a few curses. 

"Yes, that's why I need a venue for me and my girl. We are holding a bachelor slash bachelorette party if it wasn't such a bother." 

"Sure thing! It's my dream to see you get married. How grand is it?" 

"It's not that grand. I am going to marry her right away."

"What?" Henry didn't show much shock from the sound of his voice. "Oh, okay." 

"I need a safe venue. Although the yacht party was good, I think a place closer to the Venue of Jo's party is very practical." 

"Yeah, you are right. Our pregnant ladies shouldn't get tired at all." Henry said. "I will set up the venue and talk this out with your sister-in-law." 

"Thanks, bro!" 

"Tell me when you want the wedding?" 

"Next week. I want it next week. I will set up all of the papers and everything." 

"Yeah, do that." Henry sighed. "I think your niece will be very ecstatic about this. You should surprise her." 

  Ian already thought of Keira in an adorable surprised look. He loved it. He will love every expression that his dear niece will show. 

"Thanks, bro. I will have to clean up something tomorrow." 

"Sure, good night." 

  He hung up and looked at his darling. He put his shirt on and his pajamas. He then went downstairs to have something to drink. However, Gena was busy making some desserts in the middle of the night. 

"Gena," he called. "Can't sleep?" 

"No." She shook her head. "How can I sleep when my asshole husband sold our only daughter to those filthy Charles." 

  Ian pursed his lips and he patted her arm. 

"Don't worry. Just what I said, mom, I will marry her." 

"It's funny that you are calling me, mom when you used to call me by my name. And I like to be called Mom when you are going to marry my daughter." 

  Ian laughed and nodded his head. 

"I already set up a venue. Mina will prepare it." 

"I can help with the preparations," Gena said. "Although I was busy with our company, I want to be there for my daughter." 

"Sure," Ian said. "I will pay for all of the expenses since she's my bride." 

"I should have a share." She said, "I want it to be magical for her although there will be only a few people. I don't think that I have invited our relatives." She shrugged. 

"Magical, then." Ian took a bottle of soya milk from the fridge. "I will let you and Tracey finalize the decorations." 

  He went back to Tracey's room and he put the half-empty bottle of soya milk on the side table. He carefully grabbed the sheet that covered her nude body and then he snuggled to her. 

"Babe," Tracey called. 

"Hmm?" 

"Are we getting married?" She seemed to be half asleep. 

"Yeah, we are." He shoved his face to her neck. "I love you." He whispered.