His Fake fiancé

Chapter 41

I stayed silent for as long as I could, believe me. But I couldn't help but speak "where were you?"

He looked up from my hair. Our eyes connected through the mirror "I had to deal with some family stuff."

"Did she threaten you? You can tell me. She's getting the help she needs."

"I know." He looked back at my hair, using a comb to pull a section of my hair back. "She did threaten me. She has money. Not as much as you but she has some connections with some bad people, she threatened my family because I realised what we were doing was wrong. She was so desperate to have you to herself. So I stayed away in exchange for my family's safety."

"I'm so sorry Ricky." He looked at me with a sad smile.

"If it's any help, I missed you." I smiled back at him.

"I missed you too."

"Grayson and I were talking about the baby." He tossed his head back laughing.

"You should've seen him. He was so excited to tell everyone who didn't know. It's so odd to see him acting like a little kid when normally he's such a brooding business man."

I joined in the laughter "believe me. He's still that man. Just not towards me or people were close with. So count yourself lucky."

"Believe me sweetie, I do. Before you, I used to hide in the bathroom and cry."

We continued chatting and laughing until he finished. I didn't have much time as he ushered me out of the room and back to the chaos.

A blonde woman in a mauve business suit sat on a couch, Lisa painted a matching colour onto her lips. I'm guessing she's the interviewer as she's sitting on a chair on set. Grayson sat on the couch adjacent staring at his phone.

I began walking over him, the click of my heels on the marble floor caught his attention. I glared at him, he knew what he did which only made him smirk.

I stood in front of his seated self with my arms crossed. "You look so hot, in that dress, I could take you-"

"-Shutup!" He moves his hands to my hips laughing.

"Grayson what the fuck! I don't want to be on tv! And this dress is really short. Pretty? Yes. But it's too short!"

"Baby, you look ravishing. Stop worrying. You can murder me later but we're going on in five so I suggest you sit."

I huffed but did as I was told. The googly eyes the blonde bitch was throwing Grayson didn't go unnoticed. What is with these women? He's
M-A-R-R-I-E-D....and soon to be divorced but that's besides the point.

"Alright!" The director called. "Going live in 3... 2... 1!"

The blonde bitch began her introduction to whatever channel we are live on. I have no idea what's happening so just smile and fake it, I guess. I'll leave the questions up to Grayson and look pretty.

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Grayson answered the majority of the questions thank the lord. I added a few comments here and there. He really just told our story and our situation minus the whole Marie situation and a few others.

"And we're offline!" The whole place clapped as the three of us stood and stepped off the staged area. I went over to Ricky, Ally and Lisa. We said our goodbyes since they had another client waiting.

I promised to keep in touch and I watched them leave. I looked around for Grayson but it took a hot second due to all the people and gadgets everywhere. Surely this is a fire hazard.

I spotted him just off the set with the interviewer lady. She was laughing and touching his arm. He looked extremely uncomfortable. For fuck sake. He is no longer the most eligible bachelor anymore people!

I walked over to them and shoved her hand off of him. "Hey baby." I spoke, reaching up and nipping his earlobe.

His hand snaked around my waist. He nuzzled his head into my neck. "Wanna go somewhere a little more private?" I purred. He nodded frantically.

I looked to the interviewer, "excuse us." She glared at me as we walked away.

I sighed, relieved "ugh! Thank god. Can we go home now?" Immediately he stopped walking.

"Uh no? You implied sex. So we're going to fuck in one of these many rooms." He gestured to the rows of doors.

"Are you crazy?"

"Yes. Now come on. I cannot wait for you to ride my cock in that dress." I blushed at his choice of words.

He opened one of the doors and pushed me inside, closing the door behind him. The room itself is a conference room. Great.

Grayson walked to the head of the table and sat down in the plush chair. "I want you up on the table in front of me, now."

I made my way to him and stood in between his legs. He hoisted me up onto the table. He laid his hands on my bare thighs. Slowly his hands moved further up to my hips where the lace band of my panties sat.

He gripped them and shimmied them down my legs and placed the lace thong in his suit pocket. If he lifted my dress by just an inch, I'd be bare to him.

"Now lean back." He rose from his seat pushing me back until I lay flat on the table. His hands made their way from my hips to the hem of my dress. He lifted it up until I felt the cool air against my pussy making me shiver.

He leaned down running a finger through my slick folds. "Someone's excited." He chuckled to himself sucking the juices off of his finger. "And delectably sweet."

The feel of his breath against me made me squirm. He didn't wait a second longer, plunging a finger deep inside me. I moaned at the impact. He thrusted his finger back and forth before adding a second.

He continues "think you can handle a third?" I knew I wouldn't be able to form an audible response so instead I nodded my head. He added a third finger. He licked my slit while pumping me, his tongue ran over my clit causing me to scream. It was the nipping of my swollen clit that brought me to my climax.

He nibbled at my neck while I came down from my climax. Once I was able to steadily breathe again he helped me upright and sat back down. "You're going to ride me."

"Yes sir." I said with a smirk

"Mmm I like that."

I reached forward undoing the belt of his pants, along with the button and zipper. Gently I cupped the bulge still hidden behind the fabric of his boxers. He groaned right into my ear.

Reaching in I pulled out his hard cock. I could feel it growing in my hands. Positioning myself over him, I slowly sunk down onto him.

Positioning myself I began to ride him. Moving up and down slowly at first so I could adjust to his size. His hands pulled down the front of my dress.

His mouth latched onto my breast nipping at the bud until it became fully erect. He did the same with the other and began twisting my nipples.

I moved faster. Speeding up the rhythm. "Fuck baby." He grunted

I ran my hands through his hair "I think I'm gonna come." I moaned.

"Wait for me love."

I continued moving my hips until I couldn't hold back anymore. I felt the hot spurts inside of me as I climaxed for the second time.

We kissed each other as we came down from our highs. Both sweaty messes I pulled myself off of him and fixed my dress. He helped me tame down my hair while I fixed his tie.

"I love you." I said, pecking his cheek.

"I love you too baby. Let's go home, I'm sure you're exhausted."