“You don’t like it?” Monty pulled back a little and gazed down at me with confusion.
I took in the room and said, “You know what I’m in the mood for? Some candy cane dick.”
He wasn’t naked this time. Monty wore a tuxedo, and he looked so good I wanted to tear his clothes off and recreate last year.
I felt his cock twitch against my leg. He leaned down and whispered in my ear. His hot breath tickled my neck as he said, “Then it’s a good thing I wrapped it in a bow.”
Stepping back, I gasped, “Really?”
He nodded, undid his pants, and pulled everything down. Once he stood, he flung his arms wide and said, “Happy anniversary.”
His cock, only partially erect, was covered in silver and red ribbon. At the tip was a rather impressive bow.
I fell to my knees, and the top of my strapless red gown slipped, revealing my tits.
“No bra?” he commented.
I smirked as I gazed up. “You’re not the only one who came with a gift. But this is only one part of your anniversary gift.”
“What’s the other part?”
“You’ll find out soon.” I wagged my finger at him and then reached for the string, ready to unwrap my gift.
His cock grew as I unraveled the ribbon. My mouth watered as I thought about sucking his cock.
I opened my mouth and flattened my tongue on the tip. Monty sucked in a breath through his teeth. It was fun to drive him wild. After what he put me through when he first met Nathan, I felt it was my duty to tease him as much as possible.
His fingers curled into my hair, tugging on it. I gazed up at him as he guided me onto his cock. He liked to control me like that, dictate how to pleasure him and what he wanted.
Sometimes he tried to control my orgasms too, but I always fought back. I control those puppies. He helps a lot, but I come when I want.
I slid my mouth onto his cock until he hit the back of my throat. I had learned to breathe through the gag reflex. He loved when I took him all the way.
“You’re so good at this,” he said through clenched teeth.
I was determined to make him come. He never let me finish because he always wanted to be inside me when he came. But this time I used my hands. I reached up and slid my fingers around his balls and gave a slight tug.
He groaned; his hips moved, and I knew I was winning.
My tongue swirled around his cock as I moved up and down on it. I felt it grow in my mouth. It wouldn’t be long before he came.
Then he clamped down at the base of his cock and pulled back.
I sat back on my haunches and asked, “What’s wrong?”
“You’re too good.”
“Dammit, I’ll make you come with my mouth one day.” I pointed at him.
He chuckled. “But that won’t be today.”
I smirked. “Fine. Do you want your other present now?”
“Now?” He looked around. “Okay.”
I turned around and got on my hands and knees. Looking back, I reached over and spread my ass cheeks. “Here. I want you to fuck me right here.”
His eyes widened. “Are you sure?”
“Never been more sure of anything in my life.”
He fell to his knees and slid his fingers over my clit before pushing them inside my core. My head went back as the wave of bliss from his touch surprised me. I was so eager to take him in my ass, anything he touched on my body felt like kisses of pleasure.
I rocked back into his hand. He didn’t stop. He was fucking me with two fingers, and I knew it wouldn’t be long before I came.
“Now you’re ready. You’re so wet.” He slid his fingers up and around my puckered hole.
I looked back, watching Monty line himself up. He slowly pushed inside, watching me with concern in his eyes. “Tell me if it’s too much.”
I moaned. It felt like fire for a moment, but then something incredible happened. He moved farther inside, and I felt nothing but bliss.
I moved my hand down my body and worked my clit. It was so swollen and wet, I wondered if I should bother. Just Monty riding my ass was enough to make me come.
“You’re so tight. I will not last,” he said, followed by a groan.
He didn’t have to say anything because I was already coming.
“Fuck. Monty.”
I was lost in my climax and I had no idea if he came. My arms gave out and I lowered my head to the ground. I wasn’t under the illusion that this floor was clean, but in my state, I didn’t care.
He slid out of me and helped me lie down. There was some movement, but I kept my eyes closed, lost in the aftereffects of the best orgasm.
“Here, lie on this,” he said.
I looked up and noticed he removed the tablecloth from the table and placed it on the ground. I scooted over and flopped down. There was no way I was getting back up.
He curled around me and whispered in my ear, “That was the best anniversary present I’ve ever been given.”
Turning my head, I gazed up into his satisfied eyes. “How many anniversary presents have you gotten over the years?”
He held up his hand, moving his fingers as if counting. “That would be zero.”
I laughed. “I don’t know if I will have the energy to eat. You might need a forklift to get me out of here.”
Monty nuzzled into the back of my neck.
Laura and Rock were babysitting Nathan for the weekend. Monty and I had a room here at The Benjamin and didn’t have to leave until Monday.
We didn’t get a lot of alone time with Nathan still not sleeping through the night and Monty’s travels to Colorado. But when we got to be together, just us, we made the most of it.
“I got a very important call yesterday,” he said in between dotting kisses down my neck.
“Mmm.” I closed my eyes and was ready to drift off to sleep.
“From the President of the United States.”
My eyes snapped open, and I scooted over, turning to face him. “What?”
“He heard about my VR technology and wants me to sell it to the Department of Education. They are looking for ways to expand their Special Education program and help children with social issues and physical disabilities.”
My eyes watered. I thought back to how hard it was at school for Jami growing up. She would have loved that help. Monty even tested a prototype on her, and the technology fascinated her. Despite her archeology degree, she now wanted to work for Monty.
“That’s wonderful. I am so happy for you.” I pulled him into an embrace.
“And I am considering building a factory in Castle Ridge to create them. That means I wouldn’t have to fly to Colorado anymore.”
I squeezed him tighter.
“I can’t breathe,” he said with a cough.
Releasing him, I pulled back. “This is the best news. Now you can see Nathan whenever you want. And stay over more.”
He frowned. “About that . . .”
“Do not tell me you have to go live in Antarctica for a year.”
“Antarctica? No.” He chuckled. “I wanted to ask if you and Nathan would move into my place.”
“Your place? You live in an apartment on the other side of town.”
And it wasn’t even that posh. It was Castle Ridge; there weren’t any fancy places to live. Both Rock and James had to build their homes since they wanted something big.
“I bought the old house at the end of the road.”
“The Tabbon’s place? It is a bit old and needs some fixing up.”
“I figured since you helped design the new Mother Care Rooms in The Blue Spot, you’d love a chance to redesign our new home.”
My mouth watered again, like it did when I thought of his cock. “You thought correctly, Mr. Diaz.”
I leaned over and kissed him with tongue. There was no way I was letting this man go.
He didn’t know, but I found the perfect cock ring for him for when I propose. Maybe when the house is finished,
I can get on one knee, place it on his cock, and ask him to marry me.
BEFORE YOU GO, CAN I ask you a question?
First, let me say, thank you for taking the time to read Surprising the Billionaire with a Baby!
Now on to the question. Which is more of a three-parter, but short, I promise.
Do you want to read more about the Diaz brothers and their exclusive resort in the town of Castle Ridge? If so, click HERE to read another story for FREE.
Do you want to find out about my other books and more about me, Elizabeth Lynx? If so, click HERE.
Do you want to learn about Hamish’s upcoming book, Fake Marrying the Billionaire? If so, just keep scrolling.
THEN NEXT BOOK IN THE Blue Ridge Mountain Billionaires series is Fake Marrying the Billionaire and will be out in 2021.
To the woman at the police station,
I first noticed your long, blond braid as you tried to wrangle it from the rooster’s beak you were holding. You must be strong to hold such a bird in one hand and a carburetor in the other. I was the guy missing a pair of pants with a black eye. Our gaze locked for only a moment, but I knew. You were the one.
I ignored the rude names you called me. In fact, that only endeared me more to you. I would be a fool not to notice your beguiling, feisty spirit and your beautiful, large eyes. My chauffer quickly came and whisked me away so I could not get your name. Let’s meet for coffee at The Blue Spot.
Sincerely,
Hamish Blackwell
To Creepy Guy at lock up,
Were you high? You had no pants, and what I could only assume was a large urine stain on your boxer briefs. As for my beautiful, large eyes–I had lost my glasses and thought you were my ex. You’re obviously desperate that you’d be looking for a hookup at a police station.
That’s great your chauffer came for you. Maybe he could find someone, other than me, to meet your unusual needs.
No pants. No coffee. No me.
Sincerely,
The woman that would never reveal her name to a crazy person.
Make sure to ADD Fake Marrying the Billionaire to your Goodreads TBR!
FIND ELIZABETH LYNX
Funny. Kind of ridiculous. Always sexy as hell books.
Follow Elizabeth Lynx
Facebook Author Page
www.elizabeth-lynx.com
Amazon
Elizabeth Lynx Reader Group
RomCom Junkies
Goodreads
BookBub
Surprising the Billionaire with a Baby (Blue Ridge Mountain Billionaires Book 2) Page 15