The Billionaire Lesbian

by Jessi Loveless

I reach across the table and smack him on the arm. "Shut up, Tommy."

  "None of that at the table." My mother scolds us like we are children.

  I hear Haley laugh, I can't help but to look over at her. I smile at her I want to let her know everything's okay but I don't know how.

  Haley's point of view.

  Jessica pokes at her bunny pancakes, Angela cooked for us, and glances up at me just as Tommy takes the last strip of bacon from the plate in front of us.

  "Stop hoarding bacon." Jessica reaches across and steals a strip from Tommy.

  "There's plenty more bacon, hon." Angela says from the stove.

  Tommy grabs the strip away just as Jessicas about to eat it, and she bites air. I laugh. I love seeing them together like this.

  "Get your own."

  "You did not just do that." Jessica says after blinking in shock.

  Without warning, Jessica leans across the table and smacks his arm again, but Angela is there. She swats Jessica with the back of the spatula.

  "Table manners, Jessica."

  She takes Jessica plate.

  "I'll get you some more bacon."

  Jessica folds her arms across her chest, and leans her chair back so it's on two legs and gives the most arrogant smirk I've ever seen.

  I look away from her with a smile on my face. I take a bite of my bacon, or I plan on it, but Jessica swats it out of my hands and it lands on my plate. I look at Jessica and see she's looking pleased with herself. How did I get brought into this bacon war.

  "You suck." I say.

  "You like it."

  My jaw drops in a surprise smile and I shove her shoulder. Her chair slips out from under her, and Jessica topples over onto the floor.

  Angela turns around from the stove.

  "Enough of this. If you two are going to act like children go eat somewhere else."

  "It wasn't me Ma, it was Haley." Tommy says.

  Angela places the bacon on Jessica's plate, picks it up, and shoves it in her hand before clapping at us.

  "Come on. Take your things and eat in the living room."

  Trying to keep from laughing, I grab my plate and walk into the living room while biting my tongue. Jessica follows after me with a shocked expression on her face.

  When I sit on the couch she sits next to me.

  "She threw us out."

  I start laughing loudly and shove her shoulder. Jessica starts laughing with me and lunges at me. My plate of food goes flying with half of it landing on me and the rest falling in the floor.

  "You suck!"

  "So you've said." Jessica pushes me back so I'm lying on my back and she's leans over me.

  She suddenly has a very serious expression.

  "I'm sorry." She whispers.

  "What for?" I ask.

  "For last night, I think I took advantage of you."

  "You didn't Jessica, I wanted to do that for you. I'm just worried how that affected you."

  "I'm okay, I may have had a mini melt down, but it's okay." She answers honestly.

  Her hands move up and down my arms. Her body against mine feels like home and I allow myself to relax. I can feel her heart beating in her chest, steady and solid. I look into her face to see if I can figure out what she is thinking. She stares back at me with intense eyes, no smile on her face.

  "I want..." Jessica begins to say, but stops when the front door opens.

  Frankie comes in followed closely by two detectives. Jessica moves away from me, and I sit up trying to get the food off me.

  "Jessica they need to talk to you." Frankie says.

  "Sure, just give me a minute to get cleaned up." Jessica says. She takes my hand and leads me to my bedroom.

  I pull out some clothes to change into, and Jessica just stands at the door.

  "If I asked you to stay in here, would you?"

  "No." I say.

  "Of course not."

  I change, and Jessica leads us back down the hall. Frankie has taken the detective's into the kitchen and that's where we meet them.

  "Jessica, could you sit please." One of the men asks. We sit side by side.

  "These are detective's Korsak and Crowe." Frankie introduces them.

  I look over at Angela and she look worried. Which makes me worried.

  "Do you know a man named Charles Hoyt." Detective Crowe asks Jessica, and I hear Angela's deep intake a breath.

  "I do." Jessica says.

  "And what is your aquatiance with him?" Detective Korsak asks.

  "He was my therapist." Jessica says calmly.

  "You hired a private investigator to locate Mr. Hoyt, is that right?" Crowe asks.

  "I did, and the last time I checked that isn't against the law." Jessica retorts.

  "It is when you locate him, and he's now vanished off the face of the earth." Crowe says back.

  Detective korsake intervenes.

  "He's under investigation Ms. Roven, we have evidence that will put that man behind bars for a very long time, which is something I believe you want to." Korsak says.

  "I don't know where he's at, I lost him in California." Jessica says.

  "Do you happen to know how your private investigator was able to get Mr. Hoyt's phone records?" Detective Crowe asks Jessica.

  Jessica folds her arms across her chest.

  "I do, but I'd prefer not to say. As I'm not a police officer, it's not really my concern."

  Detective Crowe's dark eyes narrows.

  "You could be charged with being an accessory to anything your PI did."

  Jessica's mouth flattened.

  "If you can find a judge willing to swear out an arrest warrant for that then you can continue this conversation with my attorney.

  "Ms. Roven, do you think that your money grants you some sort of special treatment?"

  Jessica shifts and I see her tense.

  "I think that I expect you to do your job." She says. The edge to her voice is sharp.

  Detective Korsak holds up a hand.

  "Ms. Roven, I think my partner spoke out of turn. We're just looking out for your best interests as well."

  He opens up a file he brought with him, and I have to look away.

  "Are you aware Mr. Hoyt had these photographs of you?" Korsak asks.

  Jessica shuts the file and slides it back to him.

  "If there's something you'd like to charge me with do it now or leave." Jessica says.

  "Ms. Roven, I don't think you understand how important it is for us to get this information from you. You're the only one we found pictures of, the only one that can put him in prison for the rest of his life. If we find him, and this goes to trial this will all come out." He indicates to the file in front of him.

  "Find someone else that'll do it, because I won't. You can go now, and I expect to hear from my PI that you've been in touch with him, and that you're all playing nicely."

  "And if you don't?" Detective Crowe leans back in his chair. "Will you be throwing your weight around, making calls to our bosses and everyone else you do business with?"

  Jessica smiles now, but it isn't a nice smile. I wouldn't want her to smile at me like that.

  "Damn right I will."

  I don't say a word as the two of them get up and leave. Once they are outside Jessica turns toward Frankie.

  "Why would you bring them here?" She says.

  "I tried to warn you, but you didn't answer your phone. If you know where he's at you need to let them know, and you really need to consider helping them."

  "I won't Frankie."

  "Even if you don't, it's still going to come out one way or another."

  "I think you should put some thought into it." I say.

  Jessica turns towards me.

  "Don't turn on me now."

  "I'm not Jessica, I just think if you can help put him in prison it'll make you feel better."

  Jessica stands.

  "I'm not having this conversation with any of you. I'm going to work."

  I c
ringe when the front door slams shut. I screwed up again.

  Chapter 18

  Jessica's point of view.

  When I get back to my mothers after work, I go upstairs to my old room and find some clothes I can wear. I really need to get some clothes from my apartment if I am going to be here everyday, or talk Haley into moving in with me.

  I go back down stairs and go into the guest bathroom. I turn the shower on, and reach down to unbutton my pants, my penis is taunting me. I can't stop thinking about last night. I stroke it diligently over my pants before stopping. This isn't the release I want.

  "Can I help?"

  I freeze at the sound of her voice. I didn't even hear her come in. I lift my head, and stare at her. Yes. No. How do I respond? I am at a loss for words as it grows harder.

  Her lock eyes with mine before they trail down.

  "Haley..."

  "Jessica..."

  She pushes her shorts down her hips and I watch as they drop at her feet. Moving my eyes up her legs, my eyes fix themselves on her white panties. Groaning, I continue to lift my eyes and spot her nipples bead against the fabric of her shirt. I reach down, and turn the water off.

  Her chest heaves as I close the distance between us until she is backed up against the counter.

  "Jessica..."

  "Haley..."

  Neither of us seem to be able to manage any other words. I pick her up, and set her down on the counter and stand between her legs. I grab the bottom of her tank top and pull it over her head.

  Her hands are resting on the counter as I push the hair out of her face. My fingers move over her collar bone and then down the center of her chest until they run over the string waistband of the panties she is wearing. Her sharp intake of breath turns me on even more. I grip them, and she lifts up so that I can remove them. My lips drop to her neck and work down to her breasts. Paying attention to both before I move to her navel. One of her hands move over my neck and shoulder.

  "Jessica, please." She begs.

  "Soon."

  I work lower, I feel her lean back, and rest on her elbows. Her scent fills the air and its intoxicating.

  Trailing my arm down her calf until I reach her ankle, I place her foot up and on the counter before doing the same with the other. I move her to the very edge of the counter and begin kissing over her mound. I dip my tongue down, and find her clit and circle it gently as she moans and tilts her hips closer to me.

  She groans, and her head drops back against the mirror as I slid a finger inside her while my thumb circles her nub. I stand, and grab her by the back of the neck with my free hand and bring her closer to me. Her eyes flutter open and focus on mine.

  I add a second finger. She yanks my mouth to hers and kisses me frantically.

  "Haley, look at me." I say when she moves her mouth from mine.

  Her eyes open as I pull my fingers out and then back in a little deeper.

  "You're so beautiful."

  "You are too." She says panting.

  She lifts her hips, as I drop my mouth to her neck, and I pick up the

  pace. Her hands claw at my body, and I know she's close.

  Her arms tightened around my shoulders.

  "Jessica!" Her nails dig into my shoulders as her orgasm floods her, her body flinches at every touch.

  I remove my fingers and look down at her, her hair's a mess, her eyes are hazy, her lips are swollen, and her cheeks are flushed. And I fall completely. No other woman has ever meant anything. No other kiss means what hers does. It's her I want to make feel this way forever.

  I take her hands and pull her up to me. Her hands move up my arms and around my neck, and I wrap her up tight in my arms. I can feel her nipples press against my chest as she squirms in my arms. God, I want to bury myself inside her so bad.

  She wiggles against me making it extremely difficult to think.

  She pulls back and strokes my face, and then her hands slowly drop to my shoulders and then slowly continues down. I take a deep breath and watch her hands trail down my body, I want this I really do, I just need to prepare myself. Before she gets to my pants there's a loud knock on the bathroom door.

  Fuck! She stiffens in my arms and her head drops to my shoulder and I groan.

  "I need to take a shower Jessica!" I hear Tommy shout.

  "Just a minute." I say hopefully loud enough for him to hear me.

  I move away from Haley and grab her clothes from the floor as she get off the counter.

  "You're gonna need more than a minute." Haley says, after she is fully dressed. I follow her eyes to the bulge in my pants.

  I groan again and grab her hand as I open the door.

  "Dude finally." Tommy says as we walk out, I walk as close behind Haley as I can.

  I ignore Tommy as he moves passed us into the bathroom.

  "This is why we should be at my apartment." I whisper to Haley once the door is closed.

  She's turns around and wraps her arms around my shoulders.

  "But you love spending time with your family." She says and smiles up at me.

  I grumble under my breath as her mouth finds mine.

  Cupping her ass, I move her body against my throbbing member, and she bites onto my lower lip and sucks hard. I pull pack.

  "Hold on to me." I say, and her legs fling around my waist as I carry her to her bedroom.

  I sit her on the bed and try to kiss her again but she moves away.

  "What?" I ask.

  "Jessica, I..."

  "Yes?"

  She seems unsure as she searches my eyes.

  "What is it?"

  "I'm sorry about this morning." She says.

  "I should be the one apologizing, it's seems that's all I'm ever good at."

  Before I can even register what she's doing, she leans in and seals her lips to mine. Her body trembles as she grips at the bottom of my shirt, waiting for me to kiss her back. Without even thinking, my mouth opens and her tongue enters mine.

  She moans as my hands slide around to her back and I pull her closer, moving my lips deliberately against hers. I'm savoring every inch, every spot, memorizing it.

  Suddenly the intense kiss shifts to desperation. I spin us around and snap my hands out to catch us as we fall onto the mattress. I hold up my weight with my arms, but allow enough closeness that her heat radiates into me and her breasts brush mine every time she breathes.

  I loosen up a little and start to explore her body with my hands again, feeling the soft skin of her stomach, her ribs, the bottom of her breast. I move my hand underneath her bra, and stroke my finger across her nipple and she gasps as her legs constrict around my midsection. It feels good, way too good. I need to stop, otherwise it's going to break me apart.

  I start to revolve to the side, but her body follows mine and her legs hitch around my hips and I'm pressed between her legs. As my fingers dig into her waist, her body bows forward and she rubs herself along my hardness.

  Fuck. I've never been so turned on before. I begin moving against her and lean forward to grab her lip between my teeth, nipping it softly as I cup her breast with my hand.

  All of a sudden she stops moving. God, why did she stop?

  She draws back.

  "Jessica, I don't want to…" She pauses, tucking a strand of my hair behind my ear. "I don't want to push you."

  "It's fine."

  She wavers. "Are you… are you sure you want this?"

  Do I want this? Do I? The answer is yes. I want it. Badly.

  I nod my head swiftly. "Yes."

  Without any more reluctance she crashes her lips against mine and she starts moving again a gasp falters from my throat at the heat of her kiss and the way she moves against my body.

  I hope she doesn't notice the anxious tremble of my body as her fingers slip underneath my shirt and she sketches her fingertips along my stomach. I wince as her hand wander along the bumpy lines of my scars.

  She nips at my bottom lip, and I let out an uncontrollable
whimper, as her hands stay under my shirt. This is the most frightening and most wonderful experience of my life. I don't ever want it to end.

  Her fingers begin to drift along the top of my pants and my insides quiver.

  I groan and her hand starts to go down the front of my pants. I'm surprised at how much my body wants her to touch me there, so I keep kissing her while little moans escape my lips and I thread my fingers through her hair. Her fingers remain just inside my pants, like she's testing me, and then finally she grabs ahold of me, and my mind flys about a million miles an hour. I'm afraid. Not of her, but everything connected to what she's doing.

  She inches her mouth away for a second to look me in the eyes. "Are you okay?"

  I'm nervous and scared, but it feels so good.

  "I'm fine," I say and the breathlessness of my voice is all the reassurance she needs.

  Her hand start moving as she returns her lips to mine, slipping her tongue inside my mouth. I feel high and lost but in the most amazing way. Like my mind finally left the dark place and I can grasp at the light again.

  I want more. I need more, however I don't know how to ask for it.

  My hips rock against her hand as she strokes me, she moans against my mouth as I drag my teeth along her lip, nipping at it before releasing it.

  My head tips back against the pillow. She leans back slightly, and she watches as every single part of my body rises and falls. Something deep within me bursts with heat and I gasp, trying to hold onto it, but seconds later I come back down to reality.

  Haley slides her hand out of my pants and kisses me gently.

  "Are you still okay?"

  I nod my head up and down, my breathing erratic and my skin damp with sweat.

  "I'm great."

  When she moves off me I lie on my back, with my arm behind my head as I stare up at the ceiling. I'm starting to realize something… something I'm not sure I want to realize. She makes me feel better and I wonder if that means I'm supposed to be with her. I don't want it to mean that, though. I want her to be unrestricted.

  She rotates onto her hip and brushes my hair out of my face.

  "Are you really okay? she asks, I know my quietness probably makes her think I'm not. She grazes a finger between my brows.

  I tip my head to the side and meet her gaze. My eyes trace her thin figure. I pivot to the side so we're lying face to face.