Better This Way 2

Chapter 22

I started sweating when she sat on my laps and her hands wrapped around my shoulder. I gulped when her cleavages bounced on my chest as she leaned forward. Goosebumps covered my skin when she licked my ear and whispered...

"You know you can ask for it anytime and anywhere"

"Even here?" I gasped.

"Especially here." My eyes widened when she said that. So it means we can have it here? Really?

"Trust me, I have had it in more crazy places with this particular person."

"Your late girlfriend?" I asked and she smiled.

She didn't answer that. I noticed she doesn't like talking about her late ex. I am so curious to know what happened and somehow I feel insecure. I think she still has feelings for her.

Freen raised my chin up as her soft lips touched mine. I shuddered and gripped on her more tighter. My two hands are moving up and down her back as we continued kissing each other sweetly. She made her way into my tube and massaged my breast. She's tickling my nipple while kissing my neck and I keep panting.

Freen slid her hand in my underwear and I let out a soft moan when her fingers touched my already drenched pussy. She smirked and closed the gap between us again, kissing me passionately as she fingered me.

"Oooh!" I moaned.

My eyes rolled behind my head while groaning in pleasure until I finally reached my climax. It was quick because of where we are but it was worth it. She hugged me as we both pant for breath.

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I have been busy for the past few hours. I let out a sigh when I picked the last document on my table. Thank God it's finished. Becky is still here, but sleeping on the sofa. I am also sleepy, but I can't sleep here because it's closing time.

I walked to the sofa to meet Becky. She looks so pretty even when sleeping. I caressed her cheek and tucked her hair behind her ear. My mind flashed back to what she told me an hour ago. She asked me to take her to the mansion. Becky said she's curious to know who lives there now. The last time I was there was last year and I couldn't enter into the house. I only stopped at the gate. I hope there won't be anything that would trigger her at the mansion.

"Hey" she mumbled bringing my mind back and I smiled at her.

"You're finally awake" I said.

"I can't believe I fell asleep here." She said weakly.

"It's fine. You were tired and needed to rest." I said and she smiled.

"You look tired as well..."

"Yes I am. But thankfully, I have completed all my work"

"You really need to rest Freen. Maybe you should just go home. I can go there myself."

"Not gonna happen. I can't let you go alone"

She smiled and nodded like a child. I love it when she acts like this. Becky hasn't changed at all. She's still my sweet little baby.

I got my things ready and we left my office to her formal house. We spent an hour driving to the place because of how busy the road was. As soon as we got there, the security personnel opened the gate and we drove in.

Becky had informed them earlier that she would be coming so they were actually expecting us.

"Please feel at home Miss Armstrong. What can I offer you?" The lady in her late 50s said while offering us a seat.

She's the new owner of the mansion. She lives with her son, who currently isn't home and she looks so happy to see Becky. It seems like she knows Mr. Armstrong personally.

"How is your dad? It's been long I last heard from him. We lost communication after he sold the mansion to us" the woman said.

"He is good. He's been really busy lately perhaps that's why.."

"Oh" her short response.

"Actually, he doesn't know I'm here" Becky muttered.

"That makes sense now. You know, the reason why your dad sold this place in the first place was because of you. I'm sure he wouldn't have allowed you come down here if he knew" the woman said.

"Uhm, can we keep my visiting between us?" Becky said and the woman smiled.

"Of course."

Becky and I started walking around the building with the woman behind us. To be honest, I don't know how I feel right now. All the memories are kicking in. Starting from the first day I stepped my foot here, and my first day as Becky's driver. I got lost and found myself in Mr. Armstrong's bedroom. It still feels like it all happened yesterday.

"This used to be my room" Becky said to me taking me out of my thoughts.

I smiled while holding back my tears. Of course I know baby. It's really painful that you don't remember our moments together in this room and on that bed. We had our best lovely moments here as lovers and even before we became lovers..

How can I forget how many times you tried getting me in bed with you? How many times you got me horny as you tried to seduce me. I was acting strong not because I didn't have feelings for you but because of my mission. It was a torture to me.

"I will be downstairs. Call me if you need anything" the woman said and left the room.

Becky started walking from one corner of the room to another. The room still looks the same though. Only the bedsheets and curtains have changed.

"Oh my God! This is still here!" Becky exclaimed happily and picked up a small box under the table.

I remember the box. She stored her mum's pictures in it. I guess that is the only thing she remembers. The box was gifted to her when she was little so obviously she recognized it. My mind skipped when she opened it but thankfully, it was empty.

She was admiring her room from one corner to the other when she suddenly stopped. She's staring blankly at this painting on the wall. I gave her that as a gift for enrolling in the law program. Does she recognize that?

"This is the most beautiful thing I have ever set my eyes on" she muttered.

I smiled because that was the exact line she used the day I gave her that. She took it down from the wall and carried it to the bed.

"But why does it feel like I have seen it before? It kinda look familiar" she said as she admired it.

"Of course you have. If it's here, in your formal room, it means you have seen it before. Right?"

"Right" she muttered and got lost again in the painting.

"Do you like it that much?" I asked and she nodded.

"I am so in love with it"

"Maybe we should ask her for it..."  I tried saying but..

"Oh come on. We can't." She cut me off.

"Why not?"

"Because I'm not here to take anything. I don't want to inconvenience her and she obviously likes it too, that's why it's still here" she said. I smiled and nodded in agreement.

Becky tried to hang back the painting but was finding it difficult to. My mind flashed back to the day I gifted her that. Just like now, Becky was finding it difficult to hang it that day as well. I ended up helping her to hang it. It's funny how everything is repeating itself again.

I snapped out of my thoughts immediately when I saw Becky still struggling to hang the painting. I moved closer to help her with it. We were still on it when she suddenly stopped and turned to me. My heart skipped because of how she is looking at me right now. She looks like she just saw a ghost or something.

"Are you okay?" I asked worriedly.

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I wonder why Becky stopped all of a sudden..