Chapter 89

Book:The Billionaire's Hidden Son Published:2024-9-3

“It’s okay,” Mrs. Carter pushed forward on her seat. “I think both of you should talk about this another time.”
“No, mom,” Blake insisted, veins throbbing in his neck. “We are going to talk now.”
“I think it’s too early for him to remarry Dad,” Jolie tried to wade in. “I mean, he just lost his wife.”
“Come off it!” Gerald snarled. “He didn’t lose his wife. The stupid girl divorced him and left before she died.”
“Anyway Dad,” Blake spoke again. “I am not ready to remarry. I will only get married when I find a woman I love. This time around it’s going to be on my terms.”
“That can’t work,” Gerald glared at his son. “I want to retire. You have to take over from me. The board will not approve you as the chairman if you refuse to get married.”
“Yeah.” Blake stood up, throwing his hands in the air. “Why do I have to live by the books, by the rules? Why can’t I be allowed to do what I want for once?”
“That’s because you are not ordinary,” came his father’s jabbing reply. “You are an heir, and you are bound by duties!”
“Father, I will not marry anyone I don’t love again,” he shook his head. “Never. I stayed with Stacy for six years. I forced myself to love her, but no, it was not enough for her. She was screwing someone else right under my nose for all of those six years.”
“Language, young man,” Gerald corrected him. “Mind your language.” “I think you both have to stop now.” Their mother went to stand between father and son. “This is getting too much, I don’t want either of you to say what you will regret later.”
“It’s better we settle this once and for all,” Blake said, rubbing his forehead.
“You don’t have to make this a shouting match with your father, go home and we’ll talk about this later when both of you are calm.”
“Mom is right,” Perry said, pleading with Blake. “Please both of you need to calm down.”
“I understand how you feel son,” Gerald stood up and laid a hand on Blake’s shoulder. “But you are bound by duty. You can’t do as you like.”
“Really, Dad?” He laughed mirthlessly and looked straight into his father’s eyes. “If you are bent on forcing me to do what I don’t want to do, I will leave all of these,” he spread his hands around. “And I promise you, you won’t find me till your last breath!”
“No way,” Mrs. Carter held his hand. “Stop talking like that. Stop it.
Blake wriggled his hand away from his mother’s grip and stormed out of the house.
Jeff, seeing his boss coming, got out of the car. He wanted to open the passenger door for him.
But Blake’s rumbling voice stopped him. “Let me have the key.”
“What…Mr. Carter?” a confused Jeff asked. “The key?”
“Give me the key!” He stretched his hand.
Jeff dropped the key in his palm and watched him get into the car. He shut the door the moment his mom, Jolie, and Perry got outside.
Blake drove away amidst their pleas, asking him not to drive in anger. He drove with fury down the long road that led to the estate gate. It was only after the security shut the gate behind him he stopped the car.
Blake had only one place in mind; Cassie’s, and that was where to go.
He was so annoyed right now, his pulse was so much flooded with adrenaline. The only way to calm himself was to have sex. He needed Cassie so much right now.
He retrieved his phone from his pocket and dialed her number.
“Hey,” he said after she picked up. “Are you at home? I want to come over.”
“You sound….,” her voice trailed off.
“I know…I know,” he breathed into the phone. “I just had a furious argument with my dad.”
“Oh…oh?” She sighed. “I can relate. I’m at home. I will be expecting you.”
Cassie heaved a long sigh after the call. She put the phone back on the shelf above the bathtub and leaned her head back on the bathtub headrest. She was floating in the throes of passion, about to make herself come on her hand, when Blake’s call came in. It was persistent. Cassie reached over for her phone, thinking it was one of the site engineers calling her to report an incident or something on site.
Cassie readjusted herself in the tub. She needed to give herself at least one orgasm before Blake came. Cassie arched her back and slowly ran her hands down her body, stirring up the erotic sensation again. She parted her legs, her fingers slid over her bare crotch. She stroked her sensitive skin before she parted her soft, tingling pussy lips with her hands. “So warm,” she moaned. That Blake was coming added to her horniness. “Blake will soon be here. He’s going to put his thick cock in here.” She purred.
She rubbed her pussy lips one after the other, igniting more pleasure into her body.
“So sweettt!” She said languidly. Eyes closed as she savored the moment. “Oh my God,” she moaned to herself.
She eased two fingers into her snatch and started moving it in and out rapidly.
“Just like that, Blake,” she grunted, her hips jerking in pleasure in the warm water as she descended towards her release.
“Ah, ah,” one of her hands gripped the edge of the tub. “I’m gonna come, make me come…make me come, Blake!” She groaned, and her hips bucked as she climaxed into her hand.
“Mmmm,” she sighed. ”That was so beautiful,” she pinched her nipples, smiling lustfully.
She remembered Blake was coming and got out of the tub. She was drying her herself off when Blake walked into her bedroom. He stopped in his tracks, studying her hips and gorgeous ass. His heart breathing so heavily from the aftermath of his episode with his dad and arousal.
“You have no idea how sexy you are right now,” he said.
It was only then Cassie knew she had an audience.
“What!” She turned around, placing a hand on her chest. “You gave me a fright. How long have you been standing there?”
“It doesn’t matter, I like the view very much,” he moved closer to her.
She stretched her hand to pick her dressing gown up from the bed. But he stopped her, putting his hands on her hips. “You don’t need that anymore,” he whispered roughly into her ear. His voice was so thick with lust.
Hot tingling sensation exploded in her cunt by the sound of his voice. Her body shuddered against him, her ass pushing into his erection.
“You like the sound of my voice?” He murdered against her neck, kissing and licking her there.
“Yes,” she exhaled sharply. She liked the way he was that night. “I love it!”
“I am going to fuck you like you owe me a trillion dollars.” Growling, he turned her around to face him. He grabbed her face, kissing her with his lust and frustration.