Chapter97

"That's right, princess~"I whispered against her lips, "Get it all out for me." "Aahw!" Heather's POV: The sexy thing he'd just whispered sent me crashing a second time. I hadn't even finished the first one when a second orgasm took over. Once I calmed down, I flipped over and found myself on top of him. I kissed his chin, Adam's apple, his chest. I even flicked my tongue over his brown nipples. "I love you," I was hovering over him as I bent to kiss him. His hands were on me, caressing as we kissed.  I positioned myself on his tip and slowly went down on him until he was all the way in. We both moaned. My hands on his chest for support, I began to ride him slowly, taking my time as we both enjoyed the moment. His hands were firmly holding me down. I began to grind on him and that made him groan with pleasure. I loved the fact that I made him feel like no other girl had. My grinds were slow. We were already both sweaty in the heat of our lovemaking, and tired too. I began to increase my rhythm. Making both of us to moan more. I wanted him to cum and fast. I started going a little faster. We were both caught up in the magic of our love. The love I had for him was stronger than anything else. All I wanted to do was to make him happy. He cared so much for me, just as much as I cared for him. I felt him tense up and I knew he was going to lose it. I didn't stop and went on with my grinds, and soon enough, with a loud moan, he let go. I bent over and kissed him, muffling his moan. I felt his seed hit the end of me. I didn't care. From day one, I hadn't given a damn. He came in me while we kissed, him moaning against me.  It was perfect. We'd satisfied each other once again. I collapsed on him, head on his heaving chest. "I love you so much." He didn't reply. I looked up at him. Prince charming had fallen asleep. He was exhausted and so was I. I waited patiently to find sleep. And I finally did. *** Ace's POV: I woke up the next morning with a smile on my face. I'd slept very well. I looked around but Heather wasn't there. I sat up and rubbed my eyes. At that moment, the door flung open and an already clean and smiling Heather, came in with a tray of food. "Ooh. My prince is up," she came over and kissed my forehead, "I made you breakfast." "Oh honey, thank you. But you shouldn't have bothered. I'm the one supposed to take care of you here." "Nope. We take care of each other. Final," she put the tray across my laps. "You're right." "When are we heading back for the apartment?" "Afternoon. Around three." "Okay," she smiled. "Now eat." I chuckled. "Alright, ma'am." She giggled. Heather's POV: I watched him eat. I'd normally planned to shower with him but that morning, I'd gotten up with nausea. I'd ran to the bathroom to let it all out and decided to get clean all at once. I didn't tell Ace about it because I knew he'd worry. I probably had belly worms. I planned to secretly get myself some medicine for it. I didn't want him worrying. Ace's POV: As planned, that afternoon, we returned to the apartment. I called Keith who came over, happy to see us. We sat down to discuss. "What are your plans?" Keith asked. "I'll call her. Sit back. Watch." I picked the house phone and dialed Christina's number. Keith watched me. Her phone rang and in some minutes, she picked the call. I cleared my throat, using a deeper voice. "Hello, Mrs Welds?" I said. "Yes?" "I'm Paul Henric. International businessman." "Oh, hi sir. Can I help you?" she used a more polite tone. I smiled at Keith and he smiled back, shaking his head. The phone was on loudspeaker. "Yes, you can. I would love to buy your company." "Really??" "Yes." "Oh, this is wonderful." "I will send my assistant to you tomorrow. To talk things out. Is that okay?" "Yes! Yes. No problem." "Okay, Mrs Welds. Good day." "Same to you, sir." I hung up and turned to Keith. "Done. Now it's up to you to do  what you know." "Count on me and Christian." "Perfect." * Heather's POV: I sat on Ace's bed, a glass of water in my hand. I took the belly worm medicine from my purse and drank them, hoping to feel better. I suddenly received a call from Shirley, I picked it up. "Hello, girl! What's up?" "Well, I'm fine.." "You don't sound very well, Heather. What's up?" "I'm not really well, Shirl. I've been vomiting lately and eating a lot. Not to talk of sleeping. I bought myself some medicine, hoping it'll help." Shirley was silent. "Shirley?" "Yes, hun." "You're silent. What's wrong?" She giggled a little. "Um, no. Nothing. After work tomorrow, I'll come see you there. Okay?" "Okay." "I'll bring you a little present," she giggled again. I smiled, confused. "Uh okay." "Good evening, lovely." "Same to you." *** Christina's POV: I sat in my office Monday morning with a huge smile on my face, patiently waiting for Mr Paul's assistant. He was to arrive at nine. It was 9:10 already. When there was a knock at my door, I quickly sat up smiling. "Yes?" Ryan sent only his head in. "Good morning, boss." "Yes Ryan?" "Was on my way to the office when I met two men who want to see you." "Two men?" "Yes. One says he's a certain Mr Paul's assistant." I almost jumped. "Let him in!" "Okay." He opened the door for them. A handsome and young, blonde guy in a costly suit whom I found familiar, came in, followed by another handsome young man who seemed to be half Asian. Both were about twenty four.