Falling For The Billionaire Heir

Becky sighed excitedly as she got out of Colin’s car on Friday night. They were at the African Delight bar. A bar, one of his friends, Walter, just discovered. Walter spoke highly of the place, which was about thirty minutes outside of town. So the guys decided to go check it out with their significant others to check the place out.

The car park was filled with different grades of automobiles. It was apparent that the club had different arrays of patrons.

“I think the place is okay,” Colin said to her, extending his hand. She took it, and she thought so too.

“Let’s go see what’s happening inside,” he said as he led her into the club.

She fell in love with the setting and decorations when they got inside the bar. It was a mixture of old and modern. People filled the inside to its capacity. A DJ was in a corner, churning out music non-stop. Colin’s friends waved at them from the VIP section where they were. They waved back and walked up to them.

“Wow,” Becky beamed as she sat down and said, “this place is different and very beautiful.”

“I completely agree,” Daisy, Edgar’s girlfriend, nodded in agreement. “You just wait until you taste their delicacies.”

“What’s that?” Becky pointed at something that looked like a turkey on a platter on the coffee table in front of them.

“It’s game meat,” Daisy replied.

“Go ahead,” Kami, Walter’s wife, urged Becky. “Get some for yourself and Colin.”

“Okay,” Becky stood up and carved the flesh of the smoked game meat into two disposable plates.

“Those are African snails.” Walter pointed at the second tray with pieces of meats looking similar to clams.

Becky added two pieces onto each of their plates. She handed one to Colin, who collected it with a smile.

“Now let’s try this,” Colin said, unsure of what the taste would be. He broke a piece of the meat off and popped it into his mouth. His face broke into a smile as he chewed on it.

“It tastes so nice,” he urged Becky, who was waiting for his reaction. “Eat.”

She nodded and ate a little. She too smiled, “wow, this is delicious, I like it.”Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“I told you,” Daisy said, placing two cups of white drink in front of the couple. “This is called palm wine. It tastes so good, but it’s alcoholic,” she tried to explain. “So you have to be careful with it.”

Becky took two sips and said, “it’s sour and sweet. It not bad at all.”

“Here, you go,” she handed the second cup to Colin. He drank some and said, “this is good,” he tilted his cup towards her.”

They, along with the others, savored the delicacies and the music, which were not solely African, as the night sped by.

When the dj started playing Frank Blackfield’s “I bless the day I found you,” Colin grabbed Becky’s hand, “come, let’s dance.”

A lot of patrons were already on the dance floor, too. She grinned and stood up.

He led her to the dance floor, and they both danced without inhibitions, as usual. Their bodies fit so well together.

Two of his friends and their partners also joined them on the dance floor.

Colin’s arms went around her waist as another of Frank’s songs started. They held each other’s gaze with alluring smiles, their mouths automatically met at some point and they gave each other a soft and passionate lingering kiss right there on the dance floor. They continued to dance until the sultry music stopped before they returned to their seats.

Becky placed her face against Colin’s neck, “baby, let’s go home,” her hot breath whispered against his neck.

“Hmmm,” he drawled and curved an arm around here. “You want us to leave?”

She nodded against his neck. They just finished another dance session and now all she wanted was to have her man fuck her thoroughly. The night had been a crazy one. She had enjoyed every bit of their time.

She was dizzy with need; her pussy was on fire. She was soaked already from all the dance to the romantic must. She snuggled more into his body and made a horny sound just for his ears alone.

His dick lengthened against his trousers. “Oh yeah, someone’s body is on fire.” He gave her a side look with his lustful grin plastered on his face, his brown eyes darkened shades more with desire.

“Yeah, let’s go home,” he said, licking his lips. He stretched his hand out to check for the time on his wristwatch. He whistled, seeing that it was just seventeen minutes before five am.

“Wow, the time is far gone.” It was very unusual. If it were to be their regular club, they would have left before three am. “Let’s go,” he pulled her to her feet. They said their goodbyes to the others and walked out hand-in-hand.

She brought his face to hers the moment they got into the car and gave him a long passionate kiss.

She thrust her tongue in between his lips hungrily, moving it slowly over his. She alternated between stroking her tongue around Colin’s and sucking him. They were both breathless when she finally released him.

“It seems there is some kind of aphrodisiac in this environment,” he chuckled, rubbing the side of her breast through her blouse.

“You’ve got to make me come now!” she trembled against his body and pushed his hand to her crotch area.

Colin could feel the heat emanating from her body through her clothes. He didn’t wait for her to ask again. He undid her jeans trousers buttons and pulled her zipper down.

“Beckyyy,” he drawled when he shoved his hand into her panties. She was so wet, her pussy lips were slick with her juices. “Have you been thinking about me, sweet?” He rumbled into her ear.

She nodded with a lustful giggle. “You naughty girl,” he kissed her neck. His hand slid down her body and pulled her panties down. He parted her legs, “tell me what do you want me to do to you?” He asked, massaging the walls of her pussy with his fingers.

“Fuck me with your fingers, babe” she moaned. “Fuck me with your dick.”

He inserted three fingers into her web core and started fucking her.

“Oh yes!” She gulped the air. “Yes, that is it. Oh my God, Colin, just like that.”

He continued fucking her with his fingers until she came.

She reached out to unbuckle his bet. But he stopped her, “no not here, I want to be buried deep inside you by the time I come.”

He started the car, “let’s go home baby.”