Arranged Marriage With The Billionaire

Dylan was far gone already, he wanted Blair. He didn’t care if she was joking or not, he just wanted her. He kissed her neck, slowly. His hands went from her back to her hips, he squeezed them lightly.

“Ah ah, I guess I’m high on you then.” He kissed the side of her head.

His tongue trailed from her head to her ear and down to her collarbone, he sucked on it.

Blair let out a soft moan, she held his arms and arched her back.

“Dylan.” She breathed.

“I will say this again, Blair.” He looked into her eyes, intensely.

“What is that?” She asked him, her eyes were hooded already.

“Marry me again, Blair.” He asked her, holding her hands, tenderly in his.

Blair stared at him for a minute and then a tear slipped from her ear.

“Yes, I will marry you again.” She smiled tearfully.

Dylan hugged her, tears dropped from his eyes too. His fingers traced the outline of her lower lip before he captured her lips in his.

He kissed her slowly and sweetly until she moaned in his mouth. The sound drove him close to mad.

He picked her up and took her to the bedroom.

“I want to worship you tonight, Blair. I want to explore everything, every inch of this body. I want to know every sound, every reaction, I want them plastered on my head.” He whispered in her ears.

“Dylan.” She breathed.

Dylan placed her on her feet and kissed her again with a smile on his face.

He took off her top, slowly and then unclipped her bra leaving her upper body bare.

Blair stared at him in wonder, her stomach bubbled with excitement. She couldn’t help the giddy feeling that electrocuted her. Electrocution, that was the word.

Every time he touched her, her body immediately responded to him.

He went on his knees and unbuttoned her jeans, he slid them off her waist and down to her ankles. Blair was left in her underwear, a thong. It was as if she knew he would be around to do what he was doing.

Blair wasn’t just an attractive woman facially. She was a beautiful woman, physically and that was why she looked good in whatever she wore.

Her curves and the outlines of her body drove Dylan mad every time he saw them.

“Fuck.” He muttered.

He led her to the bed and made her sit down.

“Wait, Dylan. I want to undress you too.” She said softly.

He was shocked but he let her do it anyway. Blair stripped him till he was left in his underwear too. His cock bulged through the thin fabric, her throat went dry immediately.

He picked her up and laid her on the bed. He kissed her softly, his hands roamed every part of her body. He took off her underwear in the process.

He kissed her forehead down to her collar bone, sucking on it. Then he moved to her breasts, he took the left nipple in his mouth and sucked while he kneaded the right one with his hand.

“Arghhh.” Blair moaned out loud.

Music played in the background, Dylan had turned off the main lights and turned on the spotlights giving the room a soft glow instead. The sweet and cool sound of R&B music filled the air, refreshing the mood.

Dylan did the same to her right breasts too. She arched her back, giving him more access.

He moved to her stomach and then to her thighs. He kissed her feet and her inner thighs.

“Please, Dylan.” She begged him.

Blair felt like he was punishing her because he made her feel so good and needy at the same time. She just wanted him to be inside her, she wanted him to fuck her life off. But Dylan had other plans.

Before Blair could think again, Dylan had her in his mouth. He sucked and licked until her legs shook and her eyes rolled. Blair almost passed out, the feeling was from another dimension, she thought.

He flicked his tongue left to right making her scream in ecstasy.

“Arghhh! Dylan!” She screamed and moaned at the same time.

Dylan held both of her hands so that she wouldn’t be able to move. Blair almost went crazy because she couldn’t free her hand, it was as if she was trapped in a sexual void. Her toes curled and her eyes rolled countless times.

Her legs rested on his shoulders, they were spread wide in front of him and his head was planted in between.

Blair moaned, her juice spilling all over Dylan’s face.

He moved upwards and kissed her lips roughly. He spread her legs across his shoulders and positioned himself at her entrance.

Blair stared into his eyes and he stared into hers. He kissed her softly and slid into her, she moaned in his mouth.

He started with soft and gentle thrusts and then continued with fast and hard thrusts, making Blair scream in pain and pleasure.

Blair felt like she was in the land of sunshine and stars at the same time. She was in a world of ecstasy, a world where only she and Dylan were.

Blair moaned loudly as Dylan pulled out and collapsed next to her.

And so they went on and on, taking turns pleasuring each other.

“I love you, Blair.” He held her close to him and kissed her bare shoulder.

“I love you, Dylan.” Blair touched his hands. They both fell asleep, the music still playing softly in the air.

~~~~~

Blair woke up first, she turned to her side and saw Dylan fast asleep. She smiled and wrapped him up with the blanket. It was already dark, she checked the time on her phone and it was past 11 pm.

Her stomach growled, a sign that she was hungry and needed to eat but she knew that she could barely eat because it was late already.

Blair was hungry and could not ignore it so she decided that she would make noodles and some eggs.

She got out of bed and headed into the bathroom to have a quick shower before making any attempt to cook.

After her shower, she removed her nightwear from her duffel bag. She checked the ones that Dylan stocked for her and they were mostly silk nightgowns and that wasn’t what she needed at that moment. So she went with what she brought from home which consisted of shorts and a crop top.

She put it on and headed downstairs to make her meal. The noodles were done in 15minutes and she served herself in a bowl. She sometimes watched how those drama actors slurped their noodles and she was in the mood to try it.

It did not take 10 minutes for her to finish her food this time. She was hungry and it was delicious that she was proud of herself.

“Why aren’t you eating the take-out that I got?” Dylan asked, he scratched his eye while he stood behind her chair.

“What? Did you get takeout? When? I didn’t know.” She faced him.

“Yeah I did, I got samosas and spring rolls and stuff. I thought you might be tired and wouldn’t want to cook. I left them in the fridge, you didn’t open the fridge?” He asked.

He had woken up and didn’t see Blair beside him. He knew immediately that she was cooking up something because he could perceive the food that she was making.

Dylan took a shower as well before he left the room. He did not think that she would make something because he thought she saw the food he got on his way.

And he even got the things he knew she liked.

“Oh, I didn’t see them. I’m still hungry so I might as well check.” She jumped from where she sat and ran over to the fridge.

“Dylan! Did you buy the restaurant? There’s not a single space in here!” She exclaimed.

Dylan laughed as he sat down on the counter stool.

“I didn’t buy the restaurant, I just happened to buy a lot, y’know. I guess feeding you makes me happy. Besides, food is your love language isn’t it?” He grinned.

“Yes, you are quite correct, darling. Food is my love language and I’m glad you know it.” She walked over to him and gave him a quick kiss before walking back to the fridge to bring out all that she could.

“Are you gonna eat something too?” She asked him.

“Not really, just a bit. I ate on the plane and I ate before I left my hotel.” He answered, still watching her with fascination.

Blair got out a few things and warmed them up in the microwave, she put some in the air fryer too. Like the spring rolls and samosas, so that they could retain crunchiness.

Blair walked over to the chair beside Dylan but he dragged her onto his lap.

How are you? My love.” He asked as he nuzzled his face into her hair.

“I’m fine, Dylan.” She giggled.

“Hmmm. I enjoyed everything we did together, I missed you so much.” He kissed her forehead.

“Me too.” She straddled him and kissed him softly.

While they were at it, the microwave beeped. Hinting that the food was ready.

“Sounds like the food’s done. I should go check it.” Blair responded as she broke away from the kiss.

“It can wait,” Dylan replied, he wanted to kiss her again. He grabbed her ass but she slightly pushed him away.

“Later, Dylan. Please let me eat?” She begged him.

He sighed. ” Okay, fine.”

He agreed and let her go. She got off his lap and headed towards the microwave.

Blair heated some of the rice noodles in plastic bowls, along with the sauce.

“Hmmm. It smells so good, you always know the right places to go.” Blair complimented him.

Dylan walked over to the air fryer and took out the things inside it.

“I’m really in love with their samosas. That’s why I got a lot.” He walked over to the fridge and took out a bottle of juice and downed it in two gulps.

“Woah, slow down, Dylan,” Blair warned as she placed their food on the table and sat down on her side.

“Yes ma’am.” He answered and walked towards her.

He took his seat and they ate their food, cracking small jokes in between.

After their food, they washed the plates and placed them in the rack.

It was so late at night that they went to bed almost immediately.

Dylan woke up first and he just watched Blair sleep. He couldn’t help but smile, as his beautiful wife slept like a baby. He wanted to fill every missing part of him in her heart, the parts that missed him when he left.

The parts that only he could fill, that only he could see. He longed for his wife, for everything that he missed while he was away.

Blair stirred in her sleep and opened her eyes. She smiled when she saw Dylan smiling at her.

“Good morning.” She said groggily.

Her voice was raspy and it immediately turned Dylan on.

“Good morning my love. How did you sleep?” He asked while he brushed her hair with his fingers.

“I slept pretty well. I love it when we sleep together. Don’t you?” She asked him and she shifted into his arms.

“Me too. I was thinking that we should go home today. What do you think?” He asked her.

“That’s fine, we can go home. I miss our house.” She said.

Dylan blushed quite hard when he heard her say ‘our house’.

“Yes, Blair, me too. I also want to speak to the detective. We haven’t completely solved the issue and I cannot wait to throw those two behind bars.” Dylan told her.

He was itching to punish Samantha and her accomplice for what they did. He wanted to let them know and understand that they messed with the wrong person.

Blair was so happy that Dylan was around that she forgot about the pending issue with Samantha and Richard.

The thought of it put her in a state of weariness immediately.

“What if she knows you’re here Dylan? What if she’s been watching us?” She asked him, worry and paranoia etched on her face and in her mind.

“No Blair, we have security outside this building and they’re watching. They would have alerted me if something was up. Don’t worry about it, Blair.” He assured her.

“I can’t help it, Dylan. I don’t know what she might do if she finds out that I played her. I noticed the way she watched me when we were at the mall, I’m sure she would have killed me if she had the chance. She’s filled with so much hate, Dylan. Hate that I didn’t know existed between us.” She lamented.

Dylan felt bad for her. He knew how close they were and how much Blair loved her friend. He wished there was a way that they could all compromise for his wife’s sake but they were far gone already. There was nothing he could do.

Both Richard and Samantha had already made up their minds about ruining their relationship and marriage. And Dylan wasn’t about to let that happen, he wouldn’t let anyone come between him and his wife, even if it was her best friend in the whole world.

And what was the use? Samantha did not consider Blair a friend, because if she did she wouldn’t plan such a thing against her.

Dylan understood how she felt. It was almost the same as a shareholder or a board member betraying the company one way or the other. It was almost the same feeling.

He held her close to him and stroked her hair.

“Trust me, baby. Nothing bad is going to happen to us. We will get through this together, it’s okay.” He kissed her forehead.

“I guess so. I just hope we come out of this unscathed.” Blair answered him.

“We should be getting ready to go home. Wanna shower together?” He suggested, raising his brows.

“Go away, you pervert. We’ll never finish on time if I let that happen.” Blair pushed him away slightly.

“Ouch. You are so mean.” He smacked her ass and ran into the bathroom.

“Hey! You better not let me catch you.” She screamed.

They took turns in taking their baths and it was a fair amount of time that passed.

Dylan had already gotten ready before Blair came out of the bathroom.

Everyone knew that the males wasted no time in taking baths and getting dressed. That was far from the female system. They always made sure to do their things carefully and without haste, especially when it came to getting dressed.

It wasn’t so different in Blair’s case. She took her time to get dressed and do her hair. Of course, she had to put on jewelry to finish off the look. Dylan laid back down, taking calls. He was talking to his secretary.

Blair packed everything that needed to be packed. She made sure the kitchen was tidy. Everything was back to how it was when she arrived.

“Can we leave now? You’re taking forever to get ready.” Dylan whined.

“Sorry, I just wanted to make sure everywhere is neat before we leave.” She told him.

“Okay, okay. Now you know it is, c’mon let’s leave already.” He dragged her out the door.

“You are such a baby. Whining like a three-year-old kid.” She snorted.

They took the elevator back to the ground floor. Dylan spoke to the same lady for a few minutes. She couldn’t make out what they were saying but she knew that it was about no one finding out about their secret with the apartment.

They left the building and got into a car that was already parked in front of the entrance, waiting for them.

“Thank you, Gav,” Dylan said to the driver.Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

“No need, sir. I’m just doing my job.” the driver responded.

They drove quietly, Blair’s hand in Dylan’s. They held each other but didn’t say anything.

The ride home was smooth and without so much stress. Gav was the only driver that Dylan trusted to take care of things for him in secret.

Even Blair was familiar with the man.

They got home and Blair was even happier than Dylan. She had missed the house and wanted nothing but to come back to it.

She rushed into the house and collapsed on their soft couch.

“Really? Who knew you were such a baby, running into your own home like that. Tch tch tch.” Dylan teased her.

“Shut up. It’s like you said, it’s my own home. I can run however I want.” She answered with her eyes closed.

“Whatever.” He collapsed beside her and closed his eyes, a smile on his lips.

“I love you, Dylan,” Blair said.

“I love you too, Blair.” He turned to face her and then he kissed her deeply.