Free Blessed (The Dark Billionaire, #7) by L.N. Pearl Page B

do what? There’s nothing yet.”
    “You do have the basic equipment to cook though. And I know the fridge is full.”
    “You’re hungry, aren’t you?”
    Bruce nodded. “I want my first meal from my wife in her cooking school. Please.”
    He smiled and Jennifer felt she was melting. How could she refuse?
    They walked to Bruce’s new car, a beautiful Rolls Royce Wraith. It was like driving a yacht in Manhattan. It was incredibly powerful and smooth at the same time. Jennifer’s favorite feature was the celestial ceiling, a multitude of fiber optic stars in the roof that replicated the night sky.
    “Would you let your wife drive it one day?” She asked.
    “How confident are you? It’s quite huge...”
    “I’ve already driven a Ferrari,” she said. “It’s probably the same.”
    Bruce smiled and looked at her. “First of all, it’s not the same thing at all and —”
    “Well, it’s an expensive car. You know what I mean...”
    Bruce chuckled and took her hand. “Wait a minute. Since when have you become an expert? And you didn’t tell me you’ve been behind the wheel of a Ferrari. Which model?”
    Jennifer frowned and thought hard. She had no idea. She knew she could recognize the name if she saw it but she couldn’t remember by herself.
    “It doesn’t matter,” she said. “The fact is, I can drive a big car.”
    “All right... We’ll see what we can do about it later. Let me drive for now, okay?”
    Soon, they arrived at the warehouse. There wasn’t much renovation to do but Jennifer still needed to take care of it.
    “What would you like?” she said as they stepped into the large open space.
    “A steak... juicy and tender. Just like you.”
    Jennifer smiled and got to work. It was pretty easy and within twenty minutes, they both had a nice plate of steak with compound butter and asparagus.
    They had dinner in silence, looking at each other without a word. That night, they communicated with their eyes only and Jennifer could read everything in her husband’s stare. She knew what he wanted. With his belly satisfied, he needed to satisfy something else, something more primitive and raw: his sexual appetite.
    She didn’t say a word and watched him getting up, slowly walking toward her. As he approached, he unbuttoned his shirt and tossed it on the floor. Jennifer felt her body’s reaction immediately. Her vagina relaxed and allowed her cream to lubricate her crotch. Bruce then unbuckled his belt and grabbed Jennifer’s hand.
    “Get up,” he said.
    She stood up and waited, completely offered to him.
    “I want you to be naked,” he said. She undressed completely.
    “Turn around,” he said with a sexy low voice that gave her chills down her spine.
    She did as he asked. Bruce attached her wrists with his belt, and pushed her forward, forcing her to bend over. Her tits were pressed against the cold metal of the stainless steel table. Wow, she thought. Something new from hubby.
    He told her to spread her legs and caressed her inner thighs. Jennifer shivered and her knees wobbled of anticipation. She couldn’t see anything and was his toy for the night. Then, she gasped and almost screamed. Bruce’s wet and delicious tongue caressed her pussy up and down. She felt his beard scratching her clit, her perineum and her anus. Everything was warm, wet and soft.
    “Mmm,” she moaned. “Fuck me, baby... Take me from behind.”
    Bruce penetrated her with a strong movement of his hips. He rocked hard and fucked her like never before. He was almost brutal, each thrust deeper and more powerful than the one before. Jennifer was in heaven. Her breath was short and loud; she could barely keep up.
    After a divine eternity of this delicious treatment, Jennifer finally climaxed and made the dishes fall on the floor. She jerked and screamed like a beast, allowing her love for Bruce to manifest in its purest form. Not long after, she felt Bruce’s hot cum flooding her channel and dripping between her