The Billionaire's Healing (4 page)

I
started going to the gym the following Monday, and while I hated it
when I was actually working out, the after-effects of a self-esteem
boost were enough to keep me going. Dieting was a bit more difficult,
especially since Garret was rather fond of taking me out to eat. As
many times as I kept telling myself I would make healthy food
choices, that went right out the window as soon as I got a menu in my
hands. Garret didn't seem to care as long as I was happy.

We
worked with the dimmer switch during playtime in the bedroom.
Embarrassingly enough, he caught me resetting it at one point and had
to chastise me for it. Overall, things did seem to be improving
though. Garret was more patient and kind with me than I could hope
for, and it wasn't long before I realized that I was, in fact, in
love with him too.

“
This
is the final step,” he told me as he stood beside the dimmer
switch with his arms draped over my hips. One more turn and the light
would be on completely. There would be no more hiding in the shadows.

“
We've
already come this far,” I sighed. Honestly, by the time the
dimmer switch had been turned halfway, he could see all of me, so
there really was no point in playing the slow and steady game any
longer. Still, I clutched onto it like a safety net, pretending that
I was invisible while the light wasn't blasting its full strength
onto our naked bodies.

“
I
have a surprise for you tomorrow.”

“
You
know I don't like surprises.”

“
I
want to take you for a day out of pampering. Get your hair done and
your nails done and buy you a new wardrobe.”

“
That's
completely unnecessary,” I laughed uncomfortably, not liking
the idea of him spending so much money on me, even though he could
obviously afford it.

“
I
know it's not. But I think you deserve it for all the progress you've
made. Besides, I want to spoil you. My girlfriend deserves to be
spoiled.”

“
I
think you spoil me enough as it is.” I tugged teasingly on his
belt.

“
I'll
be the judge of that.” Garret smiled proudly before planting a
chaste kiss on my lips. “I love you.”

“
I
love you too.”

“
Then
it's settled.”

“
There's
only one kind of pampering I want tonight,” I told him in my
best seductive voice.

He
grinned at me mischievously, turning the dimmer switch until the room
was flooded with light. I scowled at it as if had just offended me in
some way.

“
Look
at me,” Garret drew me attention back to him. You're beautiful,
and I love you just the way you are.”

“
Let
me see your scars,” I whispered, hoping that they would somehow
comfort me. Slowly, Garret pulled off his t-shirt. Though I had seen
him shirtless at least fifty times already, this time seemed
different. “How did you get these anyway?” I had always
been too shy to ask, feeling that it was none of my business. Now
that we were exposing ourselves to each other completely, I figured
there was nothing left to hide. Gently, I traced my fingertips across
the small white scars the marred his otherwise perfect skin.

“
Life
wasn't always beautiful,” he confessed.

“
You
used to cut?”

“
Yes,
back in high school. It was a teenage rebellion thing, I think. My
parents expected so much of me, and I didn't have very good stress
coping skills. It's how I met Dr. Iserman.”

“
Wow.
She's been your shrink for a long time then?”

“
About
ten years, give or take.”

“
I
can't picture you unhappy. I don't want to picture it.” I
pressed my ear against his chest, listening to the rhythmic sound of
his heartbeat.

“
When
I'm with you, I'm never unhappy.”

Warmth
burned inside of me for him. How could he possibly be so perfect?

“
Shall
we?” Garret asked.

“
Yes,”
I replied with new-found confidence, as if in that moment, all of my
fears and self-doubt melted away.

I
took Garret's hand and led him to the bed, crawling up onto it and
kneeling in front of him. Without a moment's hesitation, I pulled my
shirt over my head, tossing it to the floor. He moaned approval as I
reached back to unfasten my bra, letting my breasts fall freely from
it before it joined the shirt.

Garret
leaned forward and took one of my nipples in his mouth, sucking and
nibbling on it before moving on to the other. The sensation of his
warm breath and saliva sent electric waves down to my clit, making me
yearn for his touch even more.

I
giggled as he took a second to motorboat. “Stop it, dork,”
I chastised him.

“
Sorry.
Couldn't help it.” Garret grinned like an idiot before going
back to pleasuring me. His tongue worked skillfully, flicking the tip
across my erect nipples before gently biting them. I moaned, raking
one of my hands through his tousled blonde hair.

“
How
about some love downstairs tonight?” I suggested, hoping he'd
know I meant it for me and not him.

“
I
thought you didn't like me to do that?”

“
I
lied. Besides, we're testing boundaries, right?”

“
I'd
love to suck your pussy,” he replied, giving me a playful push
back onto the bed.

I
watched in amusement as he took off my ballerina flats and then went
to jerk on the bottom hem of my pencil skirt. It was zipped up in the
back, so I had to roll over and help him. Soon enough, he was pulling
it down my thighs. Now all that was left was my white cotton panties.

I
spread my legs for Garret as he went to work teasing me, pulling the
crotch of my underwear aside and spreading my lips so that he could
dig in with his mouth. Garret hit his knees about the same time his
tongue made contact with my clit, gently massaging it. Moans of
pleasure left my throat in rapid succession as he skillfully flitted
the tip of his tongue back and forth over my swelling nub. Just when
I felt my orgasm building, Garret's tongue slid down to my opening,
probing inside before licking back up the full length of my pussy. He
did this a few times, stimulating my clit until my breath was ragged
and then pulling away to deny me release.

Garret
put his hands on my thighs and pushed my legs up further. At first, I
thought it was so he could get better access to my pussy, but then I
felt his tongue dip down, poking into my ass. My breath hitched from
the embarrassment of it.

“
You've
never had a rim job before, have you?” Garret pulled off of me
with a sly smile.

“
How
did you know?” I could feel my cheeks growing warm.

“
Because
your whole body tensed up when I licked you there. Do you want me to
stop?”

My
mind screamed yes, but I realized that he had earned the right to do
whatever he wanted to me. Not only did Garret own my heart, but he
had also helped me get over most of my self-confidence issues.
Tonight belonged to him, and I decided to deny him nothing.

“
My
body is yours to do with as you please,” I replied calmly.

“
If
you want me to stop, I will.”

“
No,
don't stop.”

And
with that, his face sank back down between my legs, his tongue
probing my anus. The warm wetness of it felt good, though not as nice
as it did on my pussy. Garret's mouth made a strange slurping noise
as he gave my ass a sucking kiss before allowing his tongue to drift
back up to my clit, continuing the maddening assault that drove me
nearly over the edge. I felt his index finger pressing against my
asshole, and I struggled for breath as he slowly began inserting it.
This I wasn't used to either. It was a strange intruder in my no
entry zone, and I felt my muscles clenching involuntarily around it.
Soon, my body adjusted, and I found that it felt rather good in
conjunction with the pussy licking. Part of me was filled with him,
and that was all the mattered.

Garret
began working his finger back and forth, and I felt my climax
building at an alarming rate. This time, he didn't pull away, and my
body fell into a fit of contractions beneath his touch. I cried out
in pleasure, my ass clenching around his finger while I struggled for
breath. The pleasure of it all was absolutely delicious.

“
I
need you inside of me,” I whispered, feeling my orgasm play
itself out and the super sensitivity kicking in. It was time for his
reward.

My
legs were already bowed for Garret, by the time he finished
undressing the rest of the way and went to stand between them. All
that he had to do was guide his cock inside. My body slurped at it
hungrily, and he enjoyed the feel of putting it in and pulling it
back out a few times before settling inside of me to begin thrusting.

My
eyes locked with his as he fucked me, and for the first time, I was
able to admire every inch of his naked body. He looked like a porn
star with his perfect face and lean muscles, his lips slightly parted
as he moaned while he thrust at a rapid pace. The sound of skin
slapping against skin only added to the atmosphere.

“
Oh
yeah,” I cried out, feeling tiny contractions from the
friction.

After
a few minutes, he pulled out, urging me further up onto the bed.
Garret put one knee on the comforter and stuck his other foot out as
if he were kneeling in the proposal position. This splayed my legs
into a perfect V as he leaned over me, pushing my hips up into the
air so that he could press his cock straight down into me. It looked
awkward for him, but he didn't seem to mind. He braced himself on the
bed as he began thrusting again, going balls deep. I moaned from the
fullness of him as he pressed inside of me almost to the point of
pain. Thankfully, this didn't last too long. Apparently, the position
was hard to hold, and he was soon lifting off of me.

“
Get
on top,” Garret urged, crawling up onto the bed and rolling
onto his back. “I want you to ride me backwards.”

“
Reverse
cowgirl,” I corrected him with a smirk.

“
Is
that what it's called?” his tone was a mix of intrigue and
annoyance.

I
straddled his legs, facing towards the wall as he guided himself
inside of me. It was a bit embarrassing knowing he would be looking
at my back and ass the whole time. But if that's what he wanted, then
that's what he was getting.

I
kept myself a few inches off the bed, allowing him enough room to
buck his hips. This was a workout in itself, keeping myself elevated.
My legs would be sore in the morning, I was sure of it.

“
Oh
yeah,” Garret moaned as I helped him along, bobbing up and down
lightly on his cock.

“
This
is not my favorite position,” I admitted, feeling the burn in
my thighs. Still, I tolerated it for his pleasure. Any moment now, I
was certain he would be desperately fighting to pull out of me so
that he could come. Me on top seemed to make him climax the fastest.
“I've got to switch,” I told him a few minutes later,
when I thought my legs might give out from exhaustion.

Garret
didn't seem to mind. He simply waited patiently as I turned around
and lowered myself on top of him so that we were facing each other.
While still labor intensive, this felt much better since I was on my
knees instead of in a squatting position.

I
leaned over, bracing myself on the bed so he could thrust up into me,
which he did with much vigor. Garret moaned as he wrapped his hands
around my hips and urged me to ride him. I did the best I could in my
exhausted state. His passion and energy seemed to know no limits
tonight. Garret gave my ass a playful spank as he picked up the pace.

“
You
like that?” I teased him, but he was too busy groaning in
pleasure to respond, lost in his lust. After a few seconds, he
slapped my ass again, which I took as a firm yes.

Before
long, he was panting for breath below me. I clenched my muscles
around his cock, working to milk him of his come. The expression on
his face told me that it was time, so I slid from his body, allowing
him to finish himself off the rest of the way. Within a matter of
seconds, rich spurts of semen painted his abs as then contracted from
his orgasm. I watched in aroused amusement as his grip tightened
around his length, working it with hard strokes, like an almost empty
tube of tooth paste, until everything was out of him. When Garret was
done, a satisfied grin crossed his lips.