Billionaire Stole My Panties

CHAPTER 9.

The sound of his goggly voice in Portuguese woke me from out of my dream of him and me on a beach. He was shirtless and wearing nothing but a red swim tucks, he was kissing my neck with his hand running up my leg. I had my fingers in his hair and my leg wrapped around his waist. The sunset was setting in the background giving the sky a beautiful pinkish-orangish hue. We were alone in the shore, waves crashing against us. I whined. I wanted to know what happens next.” Sim Avó.” He whispered.     

I rolled off his chest and onto my side. He rubbed my shoulder, I smiled. I was starting to dose off when his sexy, low laugh swiped sleep from right under me. Jeez, you’re lucky I like that sound. I sat up and yawned. He sat up and end his conversation." I'm sorry...did I wake you?" He asked. I shook my head as I stretched. Yeah, you did oh it’s fine, I’m hungry anyway." Good morning by the way." He said as he checked my temperature." Your fever is down again, but if it goes up I'm taking you to the doctor." I shook my head with his hand on my forehead.

"That not necessary—"

"Yes, it is. This many high fevers could mean something—stop pouting." He said frowning.

"Is it working?" I asked pouting even more. He pulled my face up his by my chin. My pout slowly disappeared as I stared into his eyes and him into mine. His face was so close to mine. Briefly, his gaze shifted to my lips then back to my eyes. He c****d his head, licking his lips. I watched the movement on impulse.

“Do it again.” He whispered huskily. I got f*****g chills. I literally forgot myself.” Aubrey do it again.” He ordered. I did. He watched, the corners of his lips twitched. He cradled the back of my head, his mouth parted and eyes half-closed. He closed the gap between us by an inch then stayed there for a couple minutes. Kiss me already! I’m literally at your mercy so stop f*****g around with me. He made a face and let go of me. I wanted to scream at him. You asshole!

"No. At least try to make it cute then maybe that would work." He said, harshly. I stopped pouting.” Maybe.” He added. The disrespect.

"That's cold." 

He shrugged." Thug life." He said smirking at me. I couldn't help but smile, I rolled my eyes and he smiled. Oh gosh...really. You are adorable.

"Oh this what you called that, put on strap jacket then we talk," I said leaning back on my hands. He grinned at me. I gasped when he pulled me closer by my thighs. My heart began to race and I swallow a lump in my throat. 

"Who said I didn't already have one." He whispered.

“So you’re a bad boy?” I questioned smirking. 

“Baddest of them all.” He whispered his lips centimeters of mine. If you’re so bad why can’t you kiss—sigh. I seriously need to stop this. I need to invest in a toy or something because this is getting serious. I’m like a horny teenager. He got up, stretching. I could hear his bones cracking.  I jumped when he picked me up bride style then walked toward the living room." The floor is cold hun, stop freaking out." He said. I looked at his jaw. Was I actually freaking out? I didn't even notice. Maybe you just naturally have that effect on people. 

He put me down on the couch, then disappeared. He came back and wrapped the blanket to my chin. He disappeared again then came back with two black bowls of Cheerios. He handed me one then set his bowl on the coffee table. I began eating. He turns to me.” What do you want to drink?” He asked. I looked up at him.

I licked my lips.” Water is fine thanks.” I replied. He came back with two glasses of water, sat down, and began eating. I couldn’t help but look at him. How are you so.....sweet? I mean I’ve rejected you like twice or so—yet....you treat me with such kindness. Why? He finished eating then turned on Netflix. 

He scrolled through my watching list when he said." Orange Is New Black? Isn't that a bit.....never mind." 

"What you scared to see girls having sex." I teased. 

"No." He said smiling." I'm actually quite fond of it." He smirked while looking at me." I was just wondering why you watch it." He shrugged." Call me curious."

“Well despite all those hot girls, John definitely got my attention. He's hella fine and super adorable." I answered. The corners of his mouth fell and he looked at way." But Crazy Eyes is my favorite." He stared at the tv but said nothing. I frowned. Was it something I said?

He mumbled something under his breath before starting the episode. I couldn't help but stare at him throughout the entire episode. He looked a bit triggered for most of the episodes but as the episode came to an end he began slouching and his eyes began to flutter. He closed his eyes, he stayed like that while a while but he wasn't asleep. Yet. I know that because he’d opened his eyes every once in a while. I knew he was asleep when I heard his soft, shallow breaths. I tried to share my blanket with him but he’s so big...I had to give him the whole thing but even that wasn't enough. I got up grabbed a blanket from the closet, got my laptop, and poured some orange juice. I sat at the island facing the back of his head.

I had nothing to write. I sighed. Ok maybe I should think of names for the novel and maybe some storyline may come to me. Yeah that a great idea. After twenty minutes passed I gave up. Ahh...shit, I got nothing. Wait...what genre am I even writing. Lord, take me now. I'm hopeless! Oh my gosh...my throat is really sore and I have a fever again. I glanced at my boss, who's still asleep. Poor soul. Hopefully, it goes down before he wakes because nobody is going to take me to a doctor for no money. That place is scary. The very thought of that antiseptic smell lingering everywhere, souls of the dead roaming the halls. Ha! Not effing me.

I'd write a horror novel but I might scare the s**t out of myself.  Maybe I should do Sci-fi? Hmm...nope. Throw that idea into the trash. Maybe even romance but....hell no. There’s erotica. Erotica requires s*x, I haven't had s*x in a week. I might be exaggerating but I can barely remember how it feels, what position I liked. Damn! I missed s*x! s*x with Brandon was amazing, he really knows how to get me going on his good days.....anyway moving on. Names. Names. I need names. So...Sex Diaries? Hmm, I'll sleep on that one. I typed it so I wouldn't forget it.

"What are you doing?" I froze in my spot. Oh, No. His head appeared next to mine. No. No. No. His body hovering over my back and his hand were on both sides of me, on the island. No this can’t be happening. Please God don’t make this be happening. His body heat lingered over me, it felt like a portable heater. This is a dream to go back to sleep!

"s*x Diaries?" He read tilting his head to look at me for an explanation. Oh gosh no! I covered my face, embarrassed." What is this, Hun?" He asked. I hear amusement in his voice. Omg! He thinks this is funny.

"Kill me now," I said.

"Why should I?" He questioned. I can hear his smile forming. I removed my hands from my face." Hun, tell me what s*x Diaries is." I covered my face again and shook my head.

"No way! It's embarrassing." 

He removed my hands from my face." What is it? Come on tell me.....please." He whispered into my eyes in the sweetest, sexiest voice. I blushed. I will not have dirty thoughts. I shall not have dirty thoughts. No dirty thoughts, no dirty thoughts. I chanted. I imagined him taking me from behind on the counter. s**t! He turned my stool letting me face him." Come on, I won't judge." He assured. He looked genuine. His stance was wide with my legs between his, his hands on my lap and his face inches away. His eyes roaming my face. He looks so adorable all sleepy-eyed and smirky faced.

I took a deep breath." You promise you won’t judge me?” I asked. He nodded.

“I promise.” He said. I raised a brow at him. He rolled his eyes.” I’m not Eli—Joelle, hun. I don’t babble everything I hear.” He stated. I lifted my pinky. He chuckled.” What are you five?”

“You wanna know what it is or not?”

He rolled his eyes.” You can’t be serious—whatever...fine. Fine.” He hooked our pinkies.” I promise...I won’t judge....but I will laugh if the spirit take.” 

“Joel!” I whined throwing my head back in frustration. 

“Joel!” He mocked.” You didn’t say couldn’t laugh...now tell me.” I swear this man is something special. 

“No laughing,” I told him. He made a face.

“What? That’s cruel a very cruel thing to ask of me hun.”

“You laughing at me is cruel.” I cornered.

“I haven’t even laughing at you ye—I mean...laugh with you yet.” He said smiling. I give him a pleading look.” Ok, I won’t laugh either.”

 I took a deep breath.” I'm writing an erotica and I'm pending names right now—"

He's grinning now." And you choose s*x Diaries as your title?" He said cutting me off. He was trying not to laugh. His eyes were watering. I rolled my eyes. Asshole. 

"Pending, Joel!" I blurted." Pending, you know awaiting decision. I'm still thinking of names."

"Oh...maybe I can be of help." He stated then grabbed a stool and sat beside me. I turned on my stool while he turned my laptop to him." So...Sex Diaries is the only thing you came up with, right?" He inquired. I nodded. He scratches his head." ok...so what is your s*x book about?" 

"Do you have to call it that?" I whined.

He nodded." It is what it is, hun, and it is a s*x book.” He said. I whined, which made him chuckle. He nudged my shoulder with his.” I’m just teasing. Anyway, what is it about?" 

"That's the other problem, I have no idea, whatsoever," I replied. Looking at him, he looked at me with a weird look.

"Well, you're no help." He said under his breath. I rolled my eyes." Ok, how about I shoot some names and you pick the one you like and we move on for there. How's that sound?" He turned in his stool to face me then he turned me to face him using my legs. 

"Sure," I replied. He tapped his index finger on his chin as he thought of ideas.

"Hmm..." He mumbled." Hmmm....hmmmm. Wait...hmmm. I need something.....anything, like a character. You got one?"

I grinned." In fact, I do," he mouthed thank God, looking to heaven. I was tempted to punch him but I don't have the strength to make it really hurt." His name is Damian Meyer." I said, proudly.

"Damian Meyer?" He questioned, as he typed it. I nodded." Was he like....what your high school crush or something?" He questioned jokingly.

"No. In fact, he's base with on my current." He rolled his eyes. I hoped, he doesn't figure out that Damian is based on him.

"Let me guess you base him off of John." He said childishly. Is he jealous? No way. A big man like you getting jealous of a fictional character......awww cute. Joel....you must really like me to be jealous....omg. I thought back to the day of the Dean incident. He was jealous of Dean! How did I not realize this? 

I fought like crazy to keep my smile at bay." No, he's not....he's...actually base off..." I trailed off when he looked at me. His lashes were low, lips slightly parted. My heart skipped beats like crazy. Joel, I like you too but we won't work.....maybe if things were different.” Err...Johnny Depp." He made a face in slight disgust.

"So you're into old guys?" He asked lowly.

"What!? Old or not, he's still quite sexy...trust me." Yeah, I’ve have a crush on Johnny Deep since the first time I watch Edward Scissorfingers. That man is bae but Joel you’re the one I wish I can have.

He rolled his eyes." Right. Anyways, what is Damian Meyer occupation?" He said dryly. Joel Pereira jealousy really becomes you. So hot.

"He's a tycoon in the oil industry." He looked at me with a blank expression then shook his head." What?"

"Not a nothing. Ok....and who's the woman he's fucking." He said it like it was completely normal.

"Err...Charlotte....um...McFloyd." I answered.

"Ok...and she's a...?"

"Florist," I replied. He typed that down then looked at me.

"How is...Sex in the Flower Shop?" I shook my head. He sighed." Tycoon and The Florist?" I shook my head." Hard To Work With, Kiss Me Goodnight Next Time, I Want Her But I Can't Have Her, She's The Flowers To My Garden, Needing...Miss. Cab-McFloyd, I Stole Her Underwear, Flower Heaven Help Me, She's Clueless But Cute, She's The Queen of Mixed Signals, I Want Her So Bad—for the love of all that's good pick something already!" He yelled, irritated.

"Jeez! I did, I did."

"What did you choose?" He said in the same tone.

"Umm...I changed it bit up and I got...Billionaire Stole My Panties." I said. He looked at me with a strange look. Is it that’ bad? I should just give up, shouldn’t I? I tried ok? Maybe I’ll find a better one eventually." What?" He shook his head.

"Nothing. I'm going to make start making lunch.” He said getting up.” I’m leave for Paris tonight." He said.

"For Fashion Week?" I asked.

"Yup."

"Can I come?" I asked. He was taking out a can of Campbell's chicken noodle soup out of the cabinet. He looked at me." I mean, I usually go with your dad.”

He rest the can on the island and stared at me. He studied me for a while.” You want to come with me?” I nodded.“ Are you sure you're well enough for that?" He asked. I nodded.

"I'll be fine," I stated.

"Ok...well you should start packing then we leave at 8 pm."

-

At around 11:30, I was ready and bubbling with excitement. My Louis Vuitton suitcase and handbag stood at my bedroom door. Ready and waiting. I had dressed myself in a burgundy, dress suit, a gold anchor necklace, and hoop earrings and my black pumps by my suitcase. My hair was styled into a low bun. I laid in bed watching Rick and Morty, waiting for Joel. I've been waiting for the past three hours. He had left to get his luggage, leaving me to get ready. About five episodes later, he texted me. 

From: Joel Pereira

I swear Cabrera if you gave me your flu. I'm going to kill you. I feel like a train ran over me twice.

To: Joel Pereira 

oops, my bad.

He replies twenty minutes later.

From: Joel Pereira

Sorry I dozed off, Hun. I don't think I'm well enough to fly tonight. Sorry, we might have to go next time.

Now I feel bad for getting you sick. 

To: Joel Pereira 

Do you want me to come over?

From: Joel Pereira

Are you crazy! Do you see what time it is! Stay your ass at home!

A minute later.

From: Joel Pereira

And make sure you eat something and go to sleep.

To: Joel Pereira 

Why should I? I'm not even tired.

From: Joel Pereira

Because I told you to.

To: Joel Pereira 

You're not the boss of me....outside of work.

From: Joel Pereira

You wanna bet? If you don't want to sleep...I have a way of putting you to sleep, Aubrey. 

From: Joel Pereira

Real.

From: Joel Pereira

Fucking. 

From: Joel Pereira

Quick.

I bite my lip, trying to mask my smile.

To: Joel Pereira 

Care to elaborate?

From: Joel Pereira

No hun, I rather show you. 

I knew exactly what he meant and the thought of it made my p***y ache. My thoughts shifted to last night when he had his arms around me —those big, strong arms. I wanted his mouth on my skin so badly. Oh f*****g hell, Joel. The more I thought of him touching me in my most intimate places, the more I ached. Good thing I was wearing a dress. I slide my hand into my panties. As excepted, I was as wet as a f*****g riverbank. I toyed with my p***y with thoughts of Joel's rock hard c**k, pounding the life out of it." Hm." I moaned. 

My thought shift back to last night...how I wished the tonight a ended...

I wiggled my ass against him. He didn't react and judging by his slow, shallow breaths he had already fallen asleep. I sighed then closed my eyes. I gasped when he yanked me into him.” Do that again.” He whispered huskily.

“What?” I questioned.” Like this?” I rubbed my ass against him. He turns on the lamp then kissed me, hungrily. I moaned when he pushed aside my panties and rubbed his middle finger against me.” Joel.” I moaned. I laid on my back and ran my fingers through his hair before grabbing a fist and yanked him toward me. I kissed him. I cried out when he thrust his finger into me.” Fuck.”

“Come for me, Aubrey.” He whispered in my ear as he thrust harder into me. He inserted another finger, sending me off the deep end. He kissed my cheek as I came.” That’s it.” He said against my cheek, his finger toying with my clit...

I jumped when an Mac chimes. It wasn't from Joel though, it was from Apple telling me that my Cloud is full. I sighed and removed my hand. I opened Microsoft Word and started writing. Words began to flow like a raging waterfall. I called it a night around midnight. I was proud of myself for finishing my first chapter. I stripped down to my underwear and went to bed.