Madam Billionaire

Seven

"I'm definitely liking what I'm seeing..."

Peter greeted her with a steaming hot cup of coffee as she was looking dead tired from the lack of sleep that she had last night.

"I don't even know why I'm at the office already. I'm so far..."

"Damn, he's that good. You deserved it, boss. Now, you can go back to work." He smiled widely as he cut her words and put a stack of papers in front of her.

"Peter, you're testing my patience here." She started sipping her coffee but her eyes were wandering to the paper on top of the pile already.

She was back in her work mode in seconds and her assistant smiled feeling so proud of his sexy boss, knowing that he had just helped her balanced her life.

It was lunchtime when Antonio sends her a box of chocolates, with a note telling her that he was waiting to take her lunch. No asking if she would be available, but straight on assuming that she would make time for him.

And obviously, our still sex depraved madam billionaire did just that. She made time for him, after telling Peter to clear her afternoon as she was going on a lunch date with the sexy Italian.

"Oh my, you skipping work. I'm so proud of you!"

She didn't reply to him, she just walked out of her office. Smiling.

"Amara, don't forget about the three o'clock meeting with Russo. He wants us to take a look at the office space for dad's new acquisition branch." 

Colton reminded her as she passed his office on her way to the elevator.

"Yes, of course. Just going out for lunch, Colton. See you later."

She smiled sweetly at him, making him arched his eyebrow questioning her sudden change of attitude.

The lobby was busy with business executives heading out to their lunch appointments. But Antonio stood out as his tall feature and a sleek navy tailored suit made him distinguished himself from the rest of the crowd.

He was smiling as she walked towards him. His hand circled her waist as he pulled her in for a chaste kiss.

"Good afternoon, beautiful."

"Hi, there handsome." She retorted, feeling comfortable in his arms.

"So, what do you want for lunch?"

"You."

He chuckled and kissed her temple.

"I know just the perfect place." He ushered her to his car, and smoothly blend into the afternoon traffic.

It was twenty minutes later when they arrived at his place.

"Why don't you get yourself comfortable while I order lunch."

She smiled at him as she took off her suit jacket revealing her sheer camisole paired with her tight pencil skirt.

He was still talking on the phone while fixing his eyes on hers. She winked at him as she zipped down her skirt letting it fall to his living room floor. Her black sheer stockings were clipped by the matching lace garter under the black lace thong.

His words stopped when she took off her camisole and let it fall to the sofa next to her. She smirked at him as she was walking in his direction looking delectably sexy in her black ensemble.

He continued talking to the other line when she pushed her half-naked body to him. Slithering her hands under his suit, feeling his hard abs underneath his white crisp shirt.