Free Lily and the Billionaire: The Complete Collection by Ana Vela

bus stop, fast to stop her legs from falling asleep, she realised that she had completely forgotten to pay for the tea. Oh well, she was sure Edwin would not mind. Especially if he was as loaded as he seemed.  But if he was so rich and successful, why was he hanging out in a tiny, back street tea shop in South London? She wondered.
     
    ‘What a mysterious man,’ thought Lily, wondering what to make of him… not yet realising the depth of the enchantment.
     
    Over the next few days, she thought a lot about what Edwin had said about inspiration. And remembering that Daniel had asked her to become involved in an art project he was working on, she called him up, asking if she could begin painting with him.
     
    " Heeey, Lily!" he purred down the phone. "Of course you can! I can think of some fantastic things we can do with our…painting…" she could almost feel his erection through the airwaves, exciting her immensely.
     
    It was in very high spirits that she hunted out her art box and chose lovingly some of her favourite brushes, and a set of oil paints and one of watercolours, to take with her to Daniel's. He had said that he had materials but she wanted to bring some of hers anyway. It had been so long that it felt like a highly significant moment.
     
    Joanna, her flatmate, noticed Lily's unusual behaviour. "Wow! What are you going to paint?" she asked, highly intrigued.
     
    "I have no idea", admitted Lily, "but I'm sure I'm going to love it!"
     
    "Wow", said Joanna wistfully, "I wish my life was so exciting!"
     
    But maybe it can be, thought Lily as she sat on the bus to Daniel's place, looking out of the window at the winter sun beaming out for once, in a fleeting shaft of brilliance between the passing clouds. She supposed it was probably possible to find exciting things everywhere, if you looked. Maybe some people don't know how to look, though…
     
    She was definitely excited to get to Daniel's place. He had implied all kinds of things with his comments, and she was eagerly imagining them painting each other's entire bodies and then making wild sex-prints on a giant sheet.
     
    Or maybe I can paint things on him, she explored, fantasising about covering him in red with sexy little horns on his forehead, and a long, pointy tail. She giggled, breathing shallowly and glancing surreptitiously around to see if anyone on the bus could tell she was having erotic fantasies. Luckily they were all lost in their own individual worlds, plugged into headphones or staring at phone screens. At first Lily felt her arousal fading as she contemplated the all; not looking at each other; not speaking. But then she realised: they're probably all fantasising as well!
     
    At least, I hope they are…mused Lily. Licking her lips, she alighted and made her way eagerly to her rendez vous.
     
    She was still fantasising as she stood on Daniel's doorstep, and her knickers were already thoroughly moist by the time she entered his living room. He had relegated the cushions which habitually covered the floor liberally to the edges of the carpet, revealing a large space. She put down her bag and turned to him eagerly, her pussy moving almost without her noticing to point at him. "So," she said, "tell me all about your…project".
     
    He looked her up and down in unconcealed lust. She was wearing a tight red shirt which seemed to accentuate her curves in all the right places, and contrasted fantastically with her deep brown hair and green eyes.
     
    "Oh, it's a very exciting project,” he assured her, "it's going to be a mix of lots of different things… All of the most powerful media we can find, we will bring it together" - he stepped closer to Lily and clasped her hands - "bring it together in a fantastic fornication of colour and sound, and…" he pressed himself against her, rubbing his face on her neck, smelling the sweet smell of her arousal.
     
    “Of all the senses", he added softly.
     
    “Oh, really…" breathed Lily, very