Bribing The Billionaire’s Revenge - Chapter 78: Chapter 78

Sherry, Ella, and Martina were lying on the barn floor, which Harrison had said would be her new studio, staring up at the rafters and giggling like teenagers.
“I can’t believe it.”
“You should see him,” she laughed. “He’s not only stained with the paint, but the rash is something else.”
“No.” Martina gripped her sides.
“We were cleaning up, and I noticed he was shifting a lot. I asked what was wrong, and he made a face. He said he didn’t want to seem like a party pooper but thought maybe he should take a shower. As he rinsed off, I saw the raised red welts on his skin.”
“I can’t believe you had to go to the emergency room,” Ella barely got the words out as she dissolved into giggles.
“The only part we didn’t paint on him was his dick, so it’s the only part not affected.” She knew she should feel bad but was struggling as she considered how Harrison had behaved once the heat of their passion had simmered.
“The doctor in the emergency room said he was likely allergic to an additive in the paint. Paint got into the crack of his ass,” she started laughing in earnest now. “I tried not to laugh at him when he was writhing on the examining room table, but it was hard. They gave him antihistamines and painkillers to help with the burning sensation.
The girls rolled into a ball in each other’s arms, laughing like fiends when they heard Harrison growling behind them.
“I know you are laughing at me.”
“Never,” Martina croaked out as they all took a breath and then began wailing again.
“Laugh it up, ladies,” Harrison said as he walked further into the barn, “but I’ll have you all know I’m still happy with the result. Our painting is a masterpiece, and I’m glad to have suffered for our art.The multiple orgasms didn’t hurt either. Also, you,” he pointed at Sherry, “have to apply my allergy cream everywhere.”
“Hey!” Sherry sat up and glared at him. “Don’t tell them I gave you multiples. They’ll want to try for themselves.”
He grinned at her, his face still stained with blue and green paint streaks, “Nope. Unlike your ex, fucking your sisters isn’t my thing.”
“How does a guy have multiples?” Ella questioned.
“Easy,” a voice called out from behind Harrison, “he gets hard, he blows his load, he gets hard again and blows his load, and this cycle continues so long as there is a warm, willing body or until he blows a dry load. Then it’s not as fun.”
Ella sat up and looked at the blonde approaching behind Harrison, “who are you, and what makes you an expert?”
“More importantly, what is a dry load?” Martina chimed in.
“Ladies, this is my cousin Joaquim.Joaquim,this is Ella and Martina.Do not ask him about things he feels can only be explained via demonstration.” He shuddered.
“Joaquim!” Sherry was pushing off the floor and racing to him to be swept up into a big hug. “How are you?”
“Great! Disappointed you didn’t leave Harrison to come join my harem, but since you are family now, you’re forgiven.”
She giggled and kissed his cheek. “I didn’t know you were coming.”
“Neither did I,” Harrison said, yanking her out of Joaquim’s arms. “Asshole showed up after Enia gave him directions when he arrived at mom’s house. Since I said I sold the business, the entire family has descended like flies. They all have projects they want me to take on.”
“Ladies,” Joaquim walked up to the girls who were now standing. “Please tell me Harrison isn’t creating his little harem, and you’re free to be with me.”
“You’re disgusting,” Martina said with a sneer. “Poly isn’t my vibe.”
“I sleep with men for the soft mattress,” Ella looked him up and down. “Your bed is in another state, so you have no value to me.”
“You don’t have a bed?”
“She lives in a loft, and her bedroom is barely crawling room,” Sherry grinned.
“No room to do much of anything but sleep,” she sighed dramatically. “Thank god for hook-up apps so I can get a decent night’s sleep here and there.”
Sherry was trying not to burst into laughter as her words had Joaquim confused.
“You have sex, so you have a place to sleep?”
“Yes.Preferably after a decent meal. Most of my cash gets sunk into my business. A meal and a good night’s sleep is an incentive to put up with micro dicks and quick-draw-McGraws.”
He tilted his head to one side, looked her up and down, and grinned broadly, “I’m staying in a hotel suite with a king-sized bed. I’ll order room service, feed you, give you far better than a micro dick, we’ll both have multiples, and I’ll let you sleep in until noon tomorrow.”
“What’s in it for you?” Ella matched his head tilt.
“I rarely go more than twenty-four hours without getting laid. I’m nineteen, and it was a quickie in the limo on the way to the airport. I’ve been at my uncle’s house since last night. I wanted to come and find my cousin but was told he was proposing. I need to get laid. It would be best if you had a good night’s sleep. Is it a date?”
“How much better than a micro dick?”
“No!” Sherry screeched. “I do not want specific details. Do not. If you need to see for yourself, take him to one of the outbuildings further away from the house. There’s a potting shed near a greenhouse at the back of the property,” her voice faded away as Joaquim grabbed Ella by the wrist and pulled her out of the barn.
“That went way faster than I thought it was going to,” Harrison said with a disgusted look on his face. “How the hell does he do it? It’s not only me who finds what happened in three minutes oddly horrifying and disturbing, right?”
Martina shook her head, “Sherry is the passionate one, I’m the nerdy one, Ella is the primal one. Ella has zero fucks to give ever. She appreciates bluntness. He read the room and read it well. Good for him.” She grinned at Harrison, “Get used to it. She’s never going to change. It is why Vince hated her. She never fit the aesthetic he wanted for Sherry.”
“Fuck him,” Harrison said with a laugh. “My lawyer will be here in a few minutes, Sherry. He wants to go over the prenup.”
“Sounds good.” She smiled at him.
“I don’t know why you’re insisting on one,” he frowned at her. “We’re never getting divorced.”
“No, but twenty years from now, you could get tired of me laughing at your rashes when I paint you, and I want our kids provided for.”
He laughed and lifted her, throwing her over his shoulder and smacking her on the backside, “never going to happen, but I’ll humor you. Martina, we need your legal hat. Come meet in person the lawyer you’ve been bickering with for the last couple of months.”
Sherry grinned at Martina as she hung over Harrison. Martina was dragging her heels. She had never been good at meeting men who flirted with her, and Harrison’lawyer Truman Nithin had been flirting with Martina since the day she told him to fuck off in Latin.
As Harrison carried her through the yard where people were milling about, she grinned. He had immediately jumped in with both feet and had a crew on site to begin the clean up of the property and to start going through the demolition process so he could begin the work on restoration. There were quickly a hundred people on the property, including his parents and Karl, who was thrilled to be asked to do the interior design.
He paused, set her on her feet, and motioned to a person. “That. That’s what I wanted, Sherry.” His voice was thick with emotion. “I want the sound all the time.”
She looked to see Winnie had found an old tire swing hanging from a big tree at the side of the house, and she was laughing loudly as Vígi and Stella took turns pushing her and twirling the tire.
Martina passed by, whispering in her ear, “he’s a keeper, girl. You don’t need this prenup.”
Sherry wrapped her arms around Harrison and hugged him tightly as she watched her niece play gleefully in the yard. This was home.