Baby and the Billionaire

by Beverly Evans

  The first time, she carried their son within her, hidden away as a secret to most people. Now he's watching them dance, tears pooling under his eyes as he grips Sylvia's hand. She keeps looking down at it like some part of her believes an engagement ring will spontaneously appear at any moment.

  It'll happen. She just needs to be patient. Jared is still finding himself a little at a time. She just needs to keep walking along beside him as he does, and eventually they'll find themselves in the same place. It's already obvious he can't imagine being without her.

  I'm still wearing my engagement ring without a band to accompany it. I look over at the diamond as Gavin guides me out onto the dancefloor along with the other couples to join Matthew and Priscilla.

  "Do you think people are judging us for not being married yet?" I ask, as “The Monster Mash” starts up. Even after all the events of the last year, it’s nice to know Priscilla still has a sense of humor around Halloween. There are fake cobwebs, and big cartoon bats strung up in the corners, and the waiters are dressed as vampires and zombies and werewolves, handing out spooky punch.

  "No," he replies with a laugh, winking through his mask. The same mask he wore the night he rescued me. "And even if they are, it doesn't matter. We want to take our time. Everything else has already been so rushed. I just want to slow down and enjoy you."

  I wrap my arms close around him and settle my mouth over his for an instant.

  "Me, too."

  We dance and kiss as the sun goes down around us. I can feel Gavin's body getting harder and his breath deepening. Finally, he takes me by the hand and hurries me away from the party. We scurry across open fields and through the corner of a cornfield already emptied of its ears. On the other side, we find ourselves in a pumpkin patch still brimming with pumpkins, waiting to become grinning and grimacing jack o’ lanterns brightening the doorways of Shadow Creek.

  We pause, and Gavin pulls me into him for a kiss, but instead of releasing me, he pulls me tighter. I melt into him, and our mouths open to allow each other’s tongues in to explore. One hand slides down my back to cup my ass, and he squeezes tightly, pulling me into him hard enough that I can feel his bulge through our clothes.

  Despite the chill in the air, I feel a rush of warmth as blood rushes through me, making my body tingle, and my breath deepen and hitch. My nipples are hard under the dress, and as one of his hands slides up to cup my breast, a shudder goes down my spine at the sensitivity.

  His fingers begin working on my buttons, and I look around to make sure someone isn’t watching. Moving my eyes back to his, I can see the hunger in them behind the mask, and the sly smile on his lips. I glance around wildly, one last time before I lose myself in his embrace. But we are alone, and it is dark. I might not hesitate even if it wasn't. Frankly, I don't want to stop.

  "What are you doing, Gavin?" I ask. A lilt in my voice gives away that I'm not really asking him.

  "I need you. Now."

  He pulls me, and we crumple to the ground. I land on top of him as gently as I can, but it doesn't seem to bother him at all. His strong hands pull at my dress and toss it on the ground next to us. With one hand, he reaches behind me and unhooks my bra, sending it to join his jacket and my dress. I close my eyes to focus on the sensation of his mouth as it closes around my nipple, swirling and wetting it.

  He reaches up to remove his mask, but I grab his wrist and stop him.

  “No way, mister,” I order. “That’s staying on.”

  He grins. “Yes, ma’am.”

  I reach down and unzip his pants, hiking up my slip past my hips. Gavin reaches down and pulls my panties aside, my slick folds ready for him. I rock my hips on him, sliding across his hard cock, letting him feel my warmth. His hands clasp around my hips, and he slams me down onto him, sinking deep into me. I sit up, and a sharp sound bubbles up out of me as his cock goes so deep it is just on the edge of painful.

  Waves of pleasure roll through me, and I rock again, one hand holding myself up on his chest. Gavin licks one of his thumbs and slides it down to my clit, rubbing it in circular motions along with my riding, adding a new sensation to our embrace. I feel the oncoming wave of an orgasm coming, and I arch back, opening myself up to him further, and suddenly, it hits me, sending vibrations along my body and making my legs shake.

  Just as I feel like I am coming down from the peak, he wraps one arm around me and swings me down onto my dress. I let out a gasp as my legs wrap around him, and he plants his knees in the soft dirt. He pulls his pants down farther and then leans on top of me, smothering me in his musk. His muscular arms hold him up on either side of my head as his body takes one experimental push before rocking back and slamming into me.

  I cry out to the crisp night in pleasure as his hips crash into mine, my body opening up to receive all of him, as deep as it can. His strength and desire for me emboldens me, and I moan loudly, not caring if anyone can hear. A brush of cool October breeze sends chills up my body, and goosebumps break out over my chest.

  Gavin leans down to cover me in his warmth and sinks even deeper inside, and the feeling sends me over the edge again. Without warning, I experiencing my second earth-rumbling orgasm. The sensations send lightning all the way through every nerve of my body. Gavin grunts and increases his speed until he explodes into me with a roar.

  He collapses into my arms, and our lips meet for a luxurious kiss while his cock spasms and empties into me.

  A few minutes later, we're lying tangled together. I burst into laughter.

  "What's so funny?" Gavin asks.

  "Just how much things have changed. There's no way you would have done anything like this two years ago," I tell him.

  "Well, loving you has definitely opened my eyes to enjoying life's adventures," he says.

  I kiss him and run my fingers through his hair, gazing into his eyes. I finally reach up and lift his mask from his face, settling it onto his forehead. "I love you so much."

  "I love you, too," he smiles.

  "You will always be my favorite adventure." He sweeps me closer, and I giggle as he presses me down into the ground again. "And my superhero."

  THE END

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  But when a broken-down car and a sudden storm forced me to find shelter.

  I couldn’t resist this cute little cottage in the woods.

  Neither did I expect a man to burst in.

  He’s gorgeous, gruff, and has some serious wood.

  For the fireplace, of course.

  Which is good, because soon we find ourselves stuck in his cabin,

  with no electricity and only each other to carry us through the storm.

  It seems like a fairy tale until I find out what he’s hiding from,

  and the lengths someone will go to take away our happy ending.

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