Chapter 107: Chapter 107

(Dmitri’s Thoughts)

Her phone has been buzzing like crazy since last midnight. At first, I tried to ignore it, but since it has been four hours now, I am awakened by it, and I got a glimpse of two names flashing on the screen.

“Seid, her martyr ex-boyfriend, and Jeff, her clueless future husband,” I click my tongue. I never thought of myself being in a relationship like this.

Usually, I am the one who is being chased by others, but now, I am the one chasing her, but it doesn’t matter. Avery is special, and I love her.

I look at her sleeping soundly next to me, “And if this is the only way of keeping her close to me, I don’t give a damn. As long as I am seeing her, as long as she’s happy with me, I won’t let her go.”

The phone rings again, and I thought it might be something important, I sigh and check the time, it is still five in the morning,

“What the hell does he want? Since when did Jeff become this obsessed and frantic?” I thought myself.

So I gently wake her up with my low voice, “Ba–,” I stop, how should I call her?

I can’t call her babe since it is their endearment, Ava, well I hate her nickname and Seid’s been calling her that. Should I just call her by her name, Avery? Or should it be Anderson for a professional relationship?

I scratch my head, whatever!

“Hey, Avery,” I ended up calling her name. But she won’t wake up. So I keep on bugging her until she finally moves.

But instead of opening her eyes, she clings her arms around my neck, “Hey, handsome, why are you up so early, and why are you disturbing my sleep? Come on, lie down with me,” then she pecks me on my lips.

I am surprised by her action and the tone in her voice, so I ask her immediately, “D-do you know who I am? Is it me your calling handsome or–”

Then she brushes my nose with her fingertip, the way I usually do to her, “Of course, silly. You are Dmitri Sullivan, the hottest billionaire I’ve ever met.”

I chuckle hearing her saying that, “Aren’t I the only billionaire you know?” I inquire.

She giggles, “You are forgetting about Nikolai, dummy,” and I like how she’s been calling me.

Still clinging on my neck, I say, “So are we calling nicknames now, huh? Should I call you princess, or gorgeous? Which one do you like?”

But she hugs me and pulls me back to bed, so I go on top of her and stare at her.

Then she responds to my question while touching my chest. She runs her forefingers from my shoulder, down to my chest, and up to my nipples. This girl is teasing me.

I hear her say, “I like the sound of your voice when you call my name. It sounds so sexy, and it sends chills to my bones,” she smiles at me warmly.

Those eyes, they are as charming as ever. Then I kiss her on her lips.

She stops me and says, “I want to share with you this, lie with me,” and that’s what I did.

I lie on my side while listening to her, “When my parents died, I hated it when someone called me by my name, because that’s how my mom and dad used to call me, especially when they are being sweet to me.”

I gulp hearing her story, a pain strucks my heart, and I try to hide it and I just respond with, “Uh-uh.”

“But when you first called my name, it sounded so different. Not even Seid nor Kendra made me feel so relaxed hearing my name again after a long time. And even until now, I don’t want other people calling my name but you.”

“How about Jeff? Doesn’t he call you that?” I ask.

“Well, he calls me babe, and he calls me Avery sometimes when he’s mad. He knows I hated my name,” she explains to me nonchalantly.

Since I feel uncomfortable talking about this, I try to divert the topic, “Speaking of which, Jeff and Seid have been calling non-stop since midnight. I barely sleep because of your phone’s buzzing.”

She immediately gets up and looks over her phone, “Oh, shit!” she says.

“Why? Is everything okay?” I ask.

“Hmm, I actually forgot to answer Jeff’s phone in the morning, and I also didn’t send him a single message. Maybe, he’s worried,” she mumbles.

“Or just paranoid and obsessed?” I laugh.

But she glares at me and rebuts, “More like threatened,” she says with sarcasm in her voice, then she continues, “We almost broke up because I didn’t tell him about you in Germany,” she abruptly says.

“You didn’t?” a spark of happiness enters my heart, “How about now?” I grin at her. But she just rolls her eyes on me.

“Of course, not. Do you want to see him flying back here?” she warns me.

“Just kidding. Go ahead, call him,” I say and I lie down on the bed.

***

(Avery’s Thoughts)

I just finished soaking myself in this tub, the tub I personally chose when I bought this apartment. It feels so good.

I am so glad to be back after a long time. I just can’t believe I sold this.

“Do I really want to see this out? But the contract is non-voidable. And besides, we are goignt o need the money,” I sigh and submerge my face into the water.

I close my eyes a bit, but when i feel there’s an obstruction of light from the ceiling, I open my eyes and see Dmitri’s face.

I sit down in the tub and ask, “What is it?”

He looks at me and my whole body which is covered with bubbles. Then he smiles, “Your phone is ringing, should I bring it here?”

“Yes please, I’ll be out in a second,” then I stand up and wrap myself in a towel.

Then I answer the call and realizes it is FaceTime. Jeff’s frowning face appears on the video, “Finally!” he says in an upsetting tone, “Why aren’t you answering your phone? Even Seid couldn’t contact you, I… I was worried about you.”

Trying not to make a scene, I apologize, “Babe, I am so sorry. I was so busy and I just got out of the shower. I slept early yesterday night. I am sorry,” I told him.

“Hold on a second, why does the place look different, huh?” he questions me and realizes that I haven’t told him even that.

“Well, I… uh,” then I look at Dmitri who is just leaning on the bathroom door, crossing his arms.

“I slept here in my apartment, after meeting with the buyer, I asked him to give me more time,” I lie. What a horrible excuse.

Surprisingly, he bought it, “I see. I am sorry, I haven’t been there, so I didn’t know. So, when are you going to finish, so you can fly back to France?”

I gulp at his question and my eyes unknowingly gaze to Dmitri, who is now sulking.

“I-I don’t know yet. There are things to negotiate so I think, it will take longer than expected. A-and how’s Uncle? Is he okay?” I immediately divert the conversation.

Thankfully, he didn’t notice it, suddenly, I gasp my breath while listening to Jeff, when Dmitri immediately kneels before me and remove my towel.

“Uh,” I gasp. Jeff hears it, “Babe? What’s wrong? Are you listening?” he asks.

I nod, “Uh-uh, I said. And then?” I pretend even though I didn’t understand a thing.

Then Dmitri squeezes my breasts and invading suck my clitoris which made me squeal, “Ahhh,” and Jeff hears it again.

This time, I know I need to hang up, “Babe, there’s a cockroach here, I need to kill it first, gotta go, bye,” and even before he could answer, I hang up. Then I glare at Dmitri and step away from him.

“What the hell, Dee? Seriously? While I am on the phone with my fiance?” I scowl.

“A cockroach you’ll kill? Really?” he scowls back. Then he steps at me and then pushes me on the bathroom wall.

“Can the cockroach do this?” he says when he quickly and roughly enters his three fingers in my hole.

“Ahh…” I scream, and then little moans come out when he gently pulls his fingers in and out.

“So, can the cockroach satisfy you?” he says with an upset voice.

“No…” I respond with a groan, “I just made up an excuse…” I gasp, “B-because you suddenly suck me,” I explain while panting and moaning.

Then he pulls it out and lifts me up. I hold the metal bar right above my head to suspend my body, while he position his cock in my opening.

Then he sucks, licks and bites my breasts and my nipples alternately. And I moan louder and louder.

And when he penetrates and thrusts me roughly with his cock, I scream on top of my lungs, “Ugh, Dee…” I keep on calling his name, and asking for more.

“More, yeah…”

“Shit, so good!”

I keep on cursing while he keeps on thrusting me. Every thrust feels like breaking my vaginal wall. The wetness that I am feeling isn’t enough to not feel the friction. His greatness overwhelms my inside.

Then I hear him groan. And for him to thrust deeper, I let go of the metal bar and instead cling to his shoulder.

So my hips slide down, and it made him reach my limit.

We both screa in lust and in satisfaction. He raises me and grinds me while I lock my legs and arms on him. He angles me and lets me arch my back as he continues to fuck me.

As his movement gets sharper and faster, we moan harmoniously, and after some deep thrusting and fucking, we both came simultaneously.

After that, he offers me a deal, “Don’t go back to France yet, be with me, be my business partner, we get to satisfy each other, and you can earn more than what you need ot buy a house.”

Without a question, I nod and approve of his idea. It isn’t about the money but the sexual satisfaction I am after.

Maybe that’s why he did this, so my judgement will be clouded with his juices inside me.