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Like he was in her head, Ty asked Lo to dinner the very next day. He offered to pick her up but she said she’d drive herself. She planned to end the night in his bed but she did NOT plan to spend the night there. If she allowed him to pick her up, she could be lazy to order an Uber so she could go home. He agreed and prattled out the address to her. It was a restaurant Lo knew and was familiar with, which made her just a little bit more comfortable.

As she got ready, she tried to calm the stupid nerves that kept on creeping up on her. They had absolutely no place in her while she was getting ready for a friendly dinner. She dressed herself up in a simple but sexy black dress (that was obviously easy to wear and easy to remove), a pair of killer silver heels (killer on the eyes, but not in her feet) and a very shiny diamond bracelet that had been a gift from her stupidly rich grandfather. On her face, she made sure to apply minimal make up for 2 reasons :

  1. She didn’t need too much; and

  2. She knew first hand how terrible after-sex make up was and she just wasn’t ready to deal with that.

She gave herself a once-over and was convinced that she looked drop-dead-fuck-me-and-choke-me gorgeous, which was exactly what she was aiming for.

She left her house when she was sure that Ty would have been waiting at the restaurant for her. It was fun to make them wait, she smiled as she leisurely drove to the restaurant.

When Lo got to the restaurant, Ty had been waiting for her for a good thirty minutes. He usually never waited for anybody but he made an exception for her fine ass. He had spent the last few weeks engaging in conversation with her when all he wanted to do was the her hands behind her back with his belt and fuck her till she couldn’t remember her birthday. He didn’t want just sex with her though. The woman he had been speaking to thus far was his dreams personified. She was witty, funny, sexy, smart, bold and she had that throaty laugh that him tingle. He liked to make her laugh just so he could hear it. He knew he wanted her and he wouldn’t take it any other way.

Tonight, he was going to tell her that they try being in a relationship and see how things would work out. He was ready and he was prepared.

But he definitely wasn’t prepared for what he saw when she walked into the restaurant. He little black dress clung her curve deliciously and the way her hips moved as she walked in those heels… absolutely divine. He couldn’t decide which part of her to stare at so he just tried to capture the whole picture and engrave it in his memory.

She gave the maître d' her name (which he had already added to his reservation) and made her way over to him with a knowing smile. She knew the effect she had on him (and most of the men around too). He didn’t know it but his mouth was actually hanging open. At that point, he decided he wasn’t taking her heels off when he fucked her.

He stood when she was about six steps away. By the time she was standing in front of him, he was sure he had bad about four mini strokes.

“Erm, Lo. You look… “ he trailed off.

She laughed, but this laugh was different. It was very flirtatious; the laugh of a woman on a mission.

He couldn’t say he minded at all.

He looked delectable himself in a crisp white shirt with the guest two buttons undone and a pair of slacks pairs with a pair of shoes she recognized to be Hermes and a watch she knew had to be Versace.

“I see I’ve left you speechless, Ty,” she said and Ty had to remind himself of where they were.

He smiled sheepishly and pulled out the chair across from his so she could sit down. They ordered their food and settled into conversation over the wine he had already ordered for them. She was even more amazing to talk to and he strengthened the resolve that he didn’t mind waiting for Lo at all.

They ate, talked, drank another bottle of wine and had a grand time together. Lo couldn’t remember the last time she actually laughed so hard and Ty couldn’t remember the last time he had been so thoroughly impressed by somebody’s intellect.

When the waiter came to clear their table, Lo was wiping tears of laughter from her eyes. A comfortable silence drifted over them and for a moment, they were just basking in the presence of the other. Lo took a huge gulp of wine to mask her reaction to what she could see on Ty face. It was a look she knew all too well.

The set, determined chin, eyes so thoughtful they looked like dark pools of water, and then the final touch: a small, love sick smile.

It was the face of a man who was about to spew his guts about feelings and emotions she did NOT want to hear.

Oh no, she thought.

When he opened his mouth to speak, she softly put her palm in his and looked at him in the sexiest way she could muster. She just hoped she didn’t look like a sad frog.

“Why don’t we havs our dessert packed up and get out of here?” she asked in a breathy voice, “I would love to see your place.”

She wasn’t even fibbing. She would actually love to see his place. Especially his bed. Or his couch.

Anyone they made it to first and she was fine with either.

Ty considered it. If they went to his house, they would have more privacy and after she agreed to be his woman (he really good she would agree), he could make sweet love to her all night.

He nodded and motioned for a waiter to come over.

Ten minutes later, their dessert was packed in Ty’s car and Lo was following him in her car. He had asked her to ride in his car and pick her car up the next day but she had adamantly refused. So now, she was following his tail lights towards an area she knew to be the classiest part of town. It was where she usually went to see her local clients. She had to travel to see most of them.

She didn’t know about Ty financial status and frankly, she didn’t care. But she knew he had to be wealthy from the low key but expensive restaurant and the designer outfit.

But that knowledge still didn’t prepare her for what she saw.

“Holy shit!” she gaped.

Past a huge wrought iron gate and down a long smooth driveway stood the largest house she had ever seen. It sat smack in the middle of a sprawling property that could probably contain six university campuses. Plus dorms. And it was beautiful. The entire front of the building was glass, but the lights were off so she couldn’t exactly see inside. But it was still impressive. In the dark, she could see that the walls were painted white and everything was just big. She thought her house was sizeable but this was easily ten times bigger. This was a mansion

They both parked in front of the mansion and got out.

Ty smiled and pointed at the house, “So what do you think?”

“How many rooms are in there?” she asked flabbergasted.

Ty frowned. That wasn’t the usual reaction he got from women he brought home. And he had brought home A LOT of women.

“Thirty. Why?”

“THIRTY?” she nearly shrieked, “what the fuck would you need thirty rooms for? You’re just one person.”

“I dunno,” he shrugged, “I have thirty rooms because I can have thirty rooms.”

He felt like a young boy being scolded by his playmate as to why he had thirty Lego sets instead of the one or two he needed. This wasn’t how he had planned for this to happen. She was supposed to have been wowed and impressed then fallen into his arms swooning about how amazing he was, not looking like she was about to pass out. He desperately had to salvage the situation.

“Would you like to come in?” he asked with a twinkle in his eye, “we have cake from the restaurant and I’m sure I have some very decent wine somewhere in there.”

She smiled back at him and nodded. He unlocked the huge glass door and left them both in.

“Lights on,” he commanded and the entire ground floor was flooded in warm light.

Voice command house?, Lo thought. Ty wasn’t just rich. He was stupidly rich. Rich to the extent that he didn’t know what to do with his money and decided to buy this huge mansion just for the heck of it.

When she had asked him what he did for a living, ask he’d said was that he was a businessman. She snorted. Businessman her foot. There was a fucking swimming pool in his living room.

The lights bounced off the waves of the water and gave the place a soft, ethereal glow.

“Wait here,” he said, “sit down and relax. I’ll go unpack our dessert and bring that wine.”

She sat down on a plush white sofa and dropped her bag beside her as he walked out. The kitchen must’ve been far away because it was eerily quiet and weird as it might seem, the quietness in such a big house was deafening her and putting her on edge.

“TV on,” she commanded and the television came on.

She picked up the remote that was on the center table and flipped through channels until she found a fashion channel she could deal with.

Lo had been watching television for about five minutes when Ty showed up again. She didn’t know he had entered the room so he just stood and watched her for a while. He could definitely get used to this: having her in his house, on his couch and inadvertently, in his bed and in his heart. Yes, he could definitely get used to this

He walked over and dropped the tray on the table. The wine was in ice and their cakes looked delectable. The center table as too far for her to reach so she set her butt down on the rug and dug in. He chuckled and sat down beside her on the floor.

She looked at his long, sexy body stretched on the floor and almost licked her lips. He was one heck of a man and she was going to fuck him till she was blind made her shiver. She smeared a bit of her cake on the side of her mouth, knowing he wouldn’t beside to resist. He had been looking at her like he was a kid and she was the entire candy store. Well, she had some candy for him right here.

His eyes immediately honed in on the cake and whipped cream that had somehow gotten to the corner of her mouth and without thinking, he leaned in the tasks the sweet dessert off of her sweeter mouth.

He flicked at the cake, getting the tiny stain off and then capturing her lips in a kiss. Her response was instant. She had her hand at the back of his head and was deepening the kiss in a second. In that same second, the erection he had been fighting all night sprang to life and pressed painfully against his briefs.

She climbed into his lap and wrapped her legs around his waist without breaking the kiss. Now, she was pulling his hair and tangling it around her fingers in a possessive way that he absolutely loved. She was like a human puppy, pawing at him and hanging in to him… a sexy human puppy, anyway.

Her dress had slid up when she had straddled him and her smooth laps were all he could put his hands on.

He broke off the kiss and looked into her eyes, “Why don’t we move to the bedroom?”

His voice was deep and husky, barely a whisper; desire had clogged him up. Even if the searing hot kiss hadn’t made her wet, hearing his bedroom voice definitely did the job. She nodded abs he stood up, holding her in place with his large hands while she nibbled on his neck and ears.

He made it to his bedroom but she didn’t have time to look around as he dropped her on the bed and starting taking off his shirt. Once he started doing that, the huge bedroom didn’t seem as important anymore.

He was well built two years ago but this was a whole new ball game entirely. He was ripped more and all she had did was to get fatter in the ass. She frowned a bit and didn’t give it much thought but of course, he noticed.

“What’s the problem?” he asked.

“It’s nothing,” she chuckled, “I was just thinking about how you’ve gotten sexier since the last time we had sex and I’ve just dulled down.”

He smiled mischievously.

“Why not let me be the judge of that.”

He had his shirt off and the buttons and zip of his slacks open so she could see his dark gray briefs that held the main aim of her existence that night.

He pulled her up and pulling her dress down like he was unwrapping a gift from the gods. He left his fingers skim her flesh as he made his way down. He was face to face with her waxed crotch when the dress dropped to the floor and she stepped out of it. She was sans underwear and he felt his mouth grow dry.

He looked up at her, “Sunbelt sexier than I remember.”

She gave a small laugh and sat down on the bed, trying to take off her shoes.

“No. Leave them on.”

She stopped fumbling with the straps holding her heels to her feet and stretched out on the bed, giving him the view of the century. He joined her on the bed and began his feast of her body. She squirmed while he played with and tasted her beats, lapping on her nipples and touching her everywhere he could think of.

Finally, he spread her legs and she thought he was finally going to slide into her when he stopped and looked into her eyes.

“Lo, can you trust me?” he asked sincerely.

She considered it for a moment and knew she must be crazy because she nodded her head.

He smiled and pulled away from her. She nearly whimpered at the loss of his body heat but he was back soon, holding the belt he had discarded on the floor.

Her eyes widened and he laughed, “Calm down, I’m not giving you a whooping.”

She sighed in relief and before she could think more about it, he flipped her onto her stomach and dragged her as up so she was in a doggy position. Automatically, she arched her back and her pussy popped open.

He growled and swore at the back of his throat. This woman would be the end of him. He brought her hands behind her back and tied the belt loosely around them.

“Does it hurt?” he checked in.

She shook her head. She couldn’t speak because she was sure that if she tried, what would come out would be incomprehensible. She was by herself with lust and just an inch away from going crazy. Now he was tying her up and fulfilling one of her fantasies. She was absolutely loving this.

Her coochie was wide open to him and if she got any wetter, she would start dripping on his thousand thread count sheets.

When Ty was sure she was secure and comfortable, he buried in face in her vagina and ate her out to his hearts content. She writhed and jerked every time his tongue flicked her clit and she got closer to the orgasm she had been chasing all night.

When he latched on her clit and sucked on the tiny bundle of nerves, she bucked and screamed as her orgasm crashed through her, coming with a flood of creamy liquid oozing out of her and actually dripping onto his bed. She didn’t even know how to feel about it as her climax slowly subsided.

Before she could actually reason properly again, Ty was behind her, holding the centre of the knot on her hands and gently pushing himself into her. He had to be gentle, she realized, because he was HUGE. She didn’t remember how big he was the last time but she did remember being sweetly sore for days after. She hadn’t gotten a chance to examine his dick but she would before leaving.

All trains of thought came to an abrupt end when he slammed into her. She screamed and begged him to do it again and of course, he obliged her.

He fucked her over the next few minutes, making sure she came before he did. He alternated his tempo and rhythm, finding what worked for her and how best to please her. He planned to master her body and her mind while she was his woman and figure out exactly what made her tick.

But right now, he was more concerned but exactly how to make her come. He found the spot: that sweet spot that drove women crazy. He knew he had found it when she jerked like an electric current had just snapped through her. He caressed that spot with his dick and before they knew it, she was whispering that she was coming. Her pussy contracted and milked his cock to the point where he had to pull out and blow his load on her ass.

When his breathing finally evened out, he looked at the view and was damn proud of himself.

There was sweat on her back, his jizz was sprayed all over her ass and her hair was fanned out over his slate gray pillows plus he could see her pussy gaping from his presence there. He hadn’t seen anything better. She was a masterpiece and he was fucking Picasso.

He removed the belt and bent down to kiss her neck.

“Let’s go shower, baby,” he said and helped her up.

They had sex again in the shower and this time, Lo gave him a killer blowjob that made him debate which one he liked best: her pussy or her mouth. He wasn’t sure which to pick.

She cleaned her face with the avocado wipes she kept in her bag and used his luxury shampoo to wash her hair. After showering, they settled down in bed.

“You smell like me,” he commented with a sleepy voice, “I could definitely get used to this.”

She stiffened but he was too tired to notice. He had had a long day at work and two rounds of amazing sex was precisely what he needed to knock himself out. He knew he should ask her to be his now but sleep was already dragging him down and he didn’t know how much longer he could keep his eyes open.

Lo waited to make sure he was asleep before slipping out of bed and dressing up as quietly as possible. She held her shoes in her hand and tiptoed out of the room. At the doorway, she looked back at his sleeping form and actually felt bad. She was acting like a dick, running out on him like this when he hadn’t been anything but amazing to her. She took out a pen and paper from her bag and wrote a short note on it.

Thanks for the great night. Xoxo Lo

She placed the note where she had previously been laying down on the bed and left.

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