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BOOK: Producing The Billionaire's Heir
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Well if the worse thing he was going to do was give me a curfew or something, then I had no complaints at all.

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I
spent the day exploring the house by myself. Mom and Mr. Powers had gone up to the master suite. I had a pretty good idea of what they were doing. This gave me the freedom I needed to roam my new house.

I went out to the balcony that faced the courtyard and the golf course. It was a cool evening and you could see some fireflies dancing in the distance. I took a deep breath of the fresh air. There was so much for me to take it. It felt like the past 18 years of my life had been a bad dream and now I was waking up.

I walked back into the house and down the hall towards my new bedroom. I decided I would spend the night trying on all of my new clothes. Mr. Powers had stocked my closet full of cute clothes. His stylist picked everything out for me. It had to have cost a fortune because everything was designer brand. I had never seen any of those clothes in the stores that I was used to shopping in.

I stood in front of the mirror and slipped my t-shirt over my head. I then pulled down my jeans so that I was wearing only my panties. I looked at myself in the mirror. I was a little bit shy about my body. I developed early, so I had big boobs since middle school. I was the talk of the school when I came back from summer break. A lot of girls were jealous of me, but I was actually embarrassed by all of the attention.

I brought my hands to my breasts and squeezed them lightly. It always turned me on when I touched them. I liked looking at myself in the mirror as I ran my fingers over my nipples.

Even though my breasts were big at a young age, I still had small hips. I figured I would always have small hips, though, since my mom did.

I started thinking about what it would feel like to have sex for the first time. It was hard to imagine it, since the closest I had come was with my two fingers. Some of my girlfriends said that it hurt and others said it felt amazing. I wondered what it would be like for me. I hoped that it would be with a man who loved me and wanted to be with me forever.

The thought of having sex started to turn me on. I let my hands glide down my side and down to my panties. I grabbed them and gently slid them down to my knees. I took one hand and started rubbing my fingers over my pussy. It made me wet almost instantly.

I almost blushed as I felt myself get wet. It made me feel embarrassed to touch myself. I was a good girl and I didn’t usually do those things. It felt so good, though, that sometimes I just couldn’t help it.

Just then I heard a knock on my door. I quickly pulled my panties back up, just in time for the door to open. It was Mr. Powers.

“Oh, excuse me Maddy,” he said. “I just wanted to let you know that dinner has been made for us. We’ll be downstairs waiting for you. Wear that pearl necklace that I gave you.”

I was standing there, covering up my boobs with both hands. I was so embarrassed that my face turned bright red.

“I’ll be down in a second,” I said.

He just stood there and stared at me for a moment. You could feel the tension in the air. It wasn’t a bad tension, though. In fact, it was electric. For a second, it was as though we were being magnetically pulled towards each other. Then as quickly as that happened, he turned around and walked out, closing the door behind him.

I put on a black dress and the pearl necklace he had given me just weeks before. I walked downstairs to the dining hall where my mom and Mr. Powers were already seated. There were just three of us eating, but there was seating for at least 20 at the table. The butlers carried out each course of the meal. It was super fancy and I almost felt out of place.

“A toast,” Mr. Powers said, holding up his wine glass. “A toast to the newest women in my life. To the women who will help me carry on my legacy and be with me in my ongoing quest for prosperity.”

We clicked our glasses together and started to eat dinner.

“You look beautiful by the way,” Mr. Powers said to me.

I smiled and said, “Thank you.”

I could have sworn he was looking at my boobs again. His eyes seemed to be undressing me at the dinner table.

“So, John tells me that he bought you a new wardrobe, honey. Is that true?” my mom asked me.

“Yes! It’s amazing Mom! You should see all of the nice clothes I have!”

Then she got a stern look on her face. “You just have to remember, honey, nothing is free in this world. I don’t want you to get too spoiled.”

Before I could respond, Mr. Powers interrupted. “Maddy, she’s right. I’ve worked very hard for what I have. Nothing came free to me.”

I felt like I was a little kid getting lectured by my parents. I was 18 years old, though. I was an adult and I wasn’t stupid.

“May I be excused?” I asked.

I just wanted to go up to my room and relax. It had been a long day of moving and I wanted nothing more than to just text my girlfriends who were back in college. I had a lot of news to share with them.

I walked back upstairs to my room and laid down on the bed. I had a lot of things to think about. I had gone from having virtually nothing my entire life, to having every material thing a person could want. It was very surreal. I glanced over at my dresser, which was covered in jewelry. Diamond earrings and necklaces were sorted neatly for my choosing.

I unclipped the pearl necklace I was wearing and put it on the dresser. I laid back down, still in my dress. I could hear Mom and Mr. Powers downstairs talking and laughing.

I picked up my cell phone and sent a text to my girlfriend, Anna, who was in her first year in college. I told her about my new life and how strange it was to have such a sudden change. She sounded like she was a little bit jealous. She said that she was struggling financially and that college was costing her a fortune. I could relate to that. I had spent the majority of my life in financial ruins.

We texted back and forth for at least and hour and then I started to doze off a bit. I don’t know if I fell asleep for long, but I was startled awake when I heard my bedroom door open slowly. My room was dark and when I rolled over to see who it was, I had a hard time making it out.

The door opened a little bit further and I could tell by the silhouette who it was. It was Mr. Powers, still in the suit he was wearing at dinner. His muscular figure and authoritative presence was a dead give away.

He walked up to the foot of my bed and then sat down at the end. He put his hand on my calf and lightly touched it up and down.

“Maddy,” he said, in a low and serious tone. “Nothing in this life comes free. Your Mom told you that at dinner time.”

“What are you talking about?” I asked him.

I hesitantly pulled my leg away from him. I kind of liked him touching me, but I knew it wasn’t right.

“I need someone to be my heir,” he said, his hand moving back to my leg and up my inner thigh. “I need somebody to leave my fortune to when I’m gone some day. I’m willing to leave it all to you and your mom, but I want certain things. My entire life, I’ve had more money than anyone could ever dream of. There was always something missing, though. I could never put my finger on it, until I met you. Then I knew what I had to have.”

What was he talking about?

“My mom is downstairs. You should go back down there and make sure she stays out of trouble,” I said, trying to be funny.

He turned to face me directly. He touched the inside of my knees and pushed them away from each other, spreading my legs and causing my dress to slide up to my waist.

“Your mom already knows about this,” he said.

She knows about what?
I thought to myself.

I sat up, pushing his hands away. I couldn’t let this happen.

“What are you saying?” I asked him.

I could see his smile in the dim light as he said, “I’ll give you and your mom everything you could ever want. All I ask for is one thing and I was told that I could have it. Your mother gave me her permission when she found out how much money I was worth. She said that I could have you and your virginity. Nothing comes free, sweetheart.”

I couldn’t believe this was happening. I heard my phone buzz next to me on the bed. I picked it up to see that it was a text from my Mom. She must have still been awake downstairs.

The text read:
Our future is in your hands.

My hands were shaking as I put the phone back on the bed. I looked up to see Mr. Powers unbuttoning his shirt. I started to feel that same electricity in the air that I had felt earlier that day when he accidentally walked in on me.

I glanced around the room.

Was this really happening?

I looked at all of the jewelry on the dresser. I thought about my new car and the endless amounts of cash that Mr. Powers offered me to go shopping with. Then I thought about our old apartment. I thought about cockroaches in the kitchen and the A/C unit that was always broken. I thought about the junk car we had driven here and how it barely made it across town. Most of all, I thought about my mom. I was so angry at her for making this deal behind my back. It’s not that I wasn’t attracted to Mr. Powers, in fact, a part of me liked the idea of him taking my virginity. I just wish she would have told me.

I thought about all of the different decisions I could have made in that moment.

I could leave the room, tell my mom that I’m leaving and run away. Maybe I could start my own life. I could get a job at the fast food joint again and maybe start saving up for college. I could get by, just like I had always done. Or, I could do what Mr. Powers wants and admittedly, what I want too. I could give myself to him and let him take my most precious asset: my virginity.

There were so many choices I could have made. But when I really thought about, I didn’t want to go back to my old life. I also didn’t want my mom to go back to that old life. I loved her so much. I couldn’t stand the thought of her having to go find some minimum wage job and just scrape by like we always had.

Nothing is free,
I thought to myself.

I crawled back on the bed and laid down with my feet towards Mr. Powers. I slowly spread my legs back open like he had done to me just minutes before. You could see his smile get wider.

“I think you’re more of a little slut than you let on,” he chuckled.

I was feeling horny, but I was still so nervous. I wanted him bad but I wasn’t sure that this was how I wanted to lose my virginity.

“Is there any other way?” I asked him.

He looked at me with his deep blue eyes.

“I’m afraid not. You’re welcome to leave this house and go back to your old apartment, if that’s what you want.”

I looked at him straight in the eyes and shook my head. That was all he needed for a confirmation. I was ready for him to take me as his heir.

He crawled up onto the bed with me and straddled over my body. He pulled my dress down, exposing my tits. My nipples were already hard and sticking up into the air.

He then took off his suit coat and unbuttoned his shirt the rest of the way. He was so much more muscular than I thought he was. Even though he was in his 50’s, he still had the body of a 30 year old. It made me feel a little bit better about the whole arrangement.

He wrapped his powerful hands around my breasts, squeezing them softly. Then he started to lick my nipples, making them even harder.

“Maddy, you’re as beautiful as your mom. I’m going to give you two an amazing life.”

Then, without any hesitation, he grabbed my dress just below my tits and ripped it open. My naked 18 year old body was laid out in front of him. All I had on were my panties, which were starting to get wet from my pussy.

He went back to squeezing my tits and sucking on my nipples. I slid off my panties, exposing my little pink pussy.

Mr. Powers stood up and looked at me up and down.

“Someone shaved for me. Don’t tell me you didn’t see this coming,” he said.

I really didn’t see it coming. I just kept shaved in case the right moment came along. It looked like what was about to happen was as close as I was going to get to my “right moment”.

He unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants. I started to get really nervous. Was it going to hurt or feel amazing? I had heard different things from my girlfriends at school.

He let his pants fall to the floor. Underneath his underwear, I could see the bulge of his erect dick. It looked big from what I could tell.

I wanted to make sure I was nice and wet, so I started touching myself like I would when I was alone in my room. I ran my fingers over my clit, letting myself get turned on. I licked my fingers to give myself even more lubrication. I liked the taste of my pussy.

He pulled down his underwear, releasing his rock hard cock. It was a lot bigger than I thought I could be ready for. I started fingering myself harder when I saw it. I had never been with a man before. I had only ever seen pictures on the Internet and heard stories from my girlfriends. It turned me on a lot more to have one standing in front of me.

I spread my pussy lips with my two fingers, as if beckoning him to come inside. He got up close to me with his dick and let the tip slide around the outside of my pussy. My hands were shaking. I was getting nervous again.

“Wait, before you do this, put on a condom,” I said.

Mr. Powers looked at me right in the eyes and said, “No.”

I sighed. I didn’t know what to say to him. It made me nervous to have sex without a condom. What if I got pregnant?

“Well, go slow,” I said. “It’s my first time.”

He looked at me and said with a serious tone, “Do not tell me what to do. I make the rules around here.”

He then pushed the tip of his dick inside of me. I moaned in pleasure. It didn’t hurt at all. My pussy was practically dripping lubrication around his dick. He pulled out all the way and then thrust his dick halfway inside of me.

I felt the pressure of him inside of my virgin pussy. It was just hard pressure and it wasn’t really painful. He pulled back out and then back in halfway, pushing his dick inside of me firmly. He went in and out quickly. I loved how it felt, even though he wasn’t going in all the way. Then he gave one more hard push and the pressure just seemed to pop. It was like a release inside of me. Then his dick slid all the way in.

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