The Billionaire

by Jordan Silver

  "Well, I'm supposed to be taking care of you and I haven't, I got sick and you have to take care of me..."

  "Baby, first off you didn't just get sick you got hurt, but we'll come back to that later. It's my responsibility to take care of you as much as it's yours to take care of me, never think that way. Do you think I would let you do anything now while you're in this position?"

  "But it's wrong...."

  "No it's not; get that out of your head right now. I know you don't have a great example of what marriage should be but a real marriage is not about you taking care of our home or me. It's about us loving each other in all ways and taking care of each other. If I was hurt wouldn't you take care of me?"

  "Of course, but I'm supposed to, isn't it the woman's place to do those things? I don't think men like to have to do these things." My baby is stuck in the damn stone ages, no doubt this was something she’d learned from her asshole dad in one of his attempts to brainwash her. I almost laughed at the idea of someone telling Tula that shit she’d most likely brain the fuck before she kneed him in the balls. But my Blossom said it in all seriousness.

  "Baby, that's just not true, I know where you learned to think like that, but it's wrong. A man who loves his woman will do anything for her and not only when she's sick either. When you love someone as much as I love you little Blossom, there isn't anything you won't do for them. Now put that out of your head I have something more important to ask you okay."

  "Okay." She patted the bed next to her indicating that I should join her there.

  Being careful of her injuries, I climbed in next to her.

  She gave me one of her smiles and melted my heart. Man, who the fuck could hurt this girl? Why would they want to? "I wanted to talk about the baby...how do you feel about being pregnant at your age? Aside from the fear you had about a baby causing your death, we know that's not true right?"

  "I'm beginning to yes. I've been dreaming about the baby a lot, sometimes I see my mom and she tells me everything's going to be fine...does that make sense?"

  "Yes babe it sounds like she's visiting your dreams to give you comfort." I hugged her shoulder.

  "It helps, in the dreams I'm not afraid, I'm happy and excited, but then I wake up and I remember. The old fear is still there though it's not as strong as before."

  Thank goodness for that. It's only been a few days and we haven't been talking about the pregnancy but I needed to see where her mind was. I needed her whole all the destruction of her enemies wouldn’t do that, only working on her mind could. I just hope she was strong enough to deal with whatever was going on inside her head without breaking.

  "So, how do you feel?" I put one hand over the flat of her tummy. It was the first time I’d touched her like that since I’d first told her; my first acknowledgment of my seed in her womb. I looked into her eyes to see if she would freak but she didn’t seem to be bothered by the contact, good.

  "I don't really understand the question."

  "How do you feel, do you think you're too young to have a baby?" She thought about it for a minute before giving me her answer. "Did you know that women used to get married way younger than I am before, and have babies and run households and stuff?"

  "Where did you hear that?" Of course I knew it was a historical fact but I wanted to see where she was going with this knowledge and more importantly how she felt about it.

  "I read about it before, I liked the way things were back then, it seemed...easier. Even though they didn't have all the things we have back then whenever I read about them it seems like they were happier somehow."

  "Do you think those ladies were too young to have to do that?"

  "No, I think it was natural, it had to do with a woman's development and what she'd been trained to do I think. I think they believed back then that a girl became a woman physically when she had...you know..." Her face blushed hot and I couldn't hold back my laughter.

  "No, I don't know." I laughed harder as her face turned pinker.

  She folded her tiny fist and landed one of her butterfly wing punches to my stomach.

  "Be careful sweetheart. Okay, okay I'll stop laughing, you're just so cute." I had to steal a kiss after that but was sure to keep it short. My body didn't really understand that she was out of commission for a while yet and my boy was feeling lonely. Poor thing he’d gotten a taste of the best pussy he’d ever had only to be cut off without warning. For that alone I could kill the fucks.

  "So you don't mind being pregnant this young?" She shook her head as she settled her hurt wrist in a better position on her pillow.

  "Do you mind?" Smart girl my wife.

  "A little I think. I'm afraid that you'll be throwing away your youth somehow."

  "That's silly Gideon, did you know that historically it's believed that the Virgin Mary was fourteen when she gave birth to Jesus, now I don't know if it's true or not but I read it somewhere."

  "Okay, what does that mean?" She could take me for a spin with her conversations how did we get on this?

  "Duh, it's simple Gideon, if the mother of the savior of the known world was fourteen, chosen by God himself, why would I think it was wrong to have a baby at eighteen?" Her logic floored me.

  "Do you believe in God Ashley?"

  "Of course." She looked at me like I'd grown a third eye. "Don't you?"

  Shit..."Um...kinda sorta, I know He exists but I can't say that I've spent too much time thinking about Him. Can I ask you a question? How could you believe in Him after all the things that were done to you?"

  She looked at me and it was as though a light went on in her eyes.

  "I always knew He'd send someone, sometimes I lost hope, but most of the time I believed he'd send someone...and He did."

  Jesus...who was this girl? Who the hell could live through that shit and still hold onto that kind of hope?

  I wanted to cry when the fullness of what she was saying penetrated. I was her hope, maybe an answer to a prayer. How did that shit work, what was I supposed to do with that?

  I'd just seen a beautiful young girl whose beauty cut straight to the heart that first day, she'd seen hope.

  Somehow it didn't feel like a burden, it felt like I was the strongest man alive, like I could move mountains. Damn, is this what love did to you? How could something make you feel weak in the knees and strong as a team of oxen at the same time?

  She seemed to believe what she was saying to me, not like she was just repeating something she'd heard. That was some potent shit. Was I her knight in shining armor then, was I supposed to slay her dragons?

  "You believe He sent me to you?"

  "Uh huh, I know it's you, because you're the only person who's ever been really kind to me."

  Fuck me, they're done, anyone who touched such innocence had to be pure evil. If I didn't believe it before, I believed it now.

  Reaching over to the night table I got something out of the drawer and put it on the bed between us.

  "What's that?"

  "It's the police report from the night your mother died. It proves that you had nothing to do with your mom dying baby." She started to cry and rock her little body back and forth in my arms.

  "Come here baby it's okay, I want you to know these things I don't want you carrying that guilt around anymore."

  "What does it say?" She buried her face in my chest.

  "Don't you want to read it?" She shook her head no as she cuddled closer. I cleared my throat as I started to repeat what I'd read in the report.

  "When the accident first took place and your father was notified he told them she'd gone out to find an all night pharmacy to get you medicine, apparently you were sick..." She flinched and dug in closer.

  "I know he already told me..."

  "What he didn't tell you is that he was supposed to get your medicine on the way home, but he went out instead with some of his friends and then he forgot to pick it up. You were really sick and your mom got upset and left the house because she didn't want y
ou going any longer without your medicine."

  I felt her tears as they soaked my chest, I fought back tears of my own as I imagined the guilt she'd been carrying around all these years, no doubt fed by him. The horror and self-loathing she must’ve lived with at the thought of being responsible for her mother’s death.

  "But why does he blame me then? Why does he hate me so much?"

  "It's his own guilt he's trying to hide, it was all his fault baby, never yours, you were an innocent child who was sick, whose mother did what any mother would've done. She did it because she loved you more than anything else in the world, but you didn't kill her baby, it was never your fault."

  I listened as she cried her little heart out. I'd set the stage, with this knowledge she can start to finally heal from all the years of bullshit he'd fed her.

  Next I'm going to help her overcome her other childhood fear, I've decided to let her help me bring down her tormentors. What better way to overcome her fear than to be instrumental in the demise of her monsters? This way she'd feel empowered instead of helpless the way she's always felt, she can take the power back.

  It won't be long now. I wanted this shit over with so my Blossom could bloom.

  Chapter 20

  After her crying jag, I cleaned her up and held her while she calmed down.

  "There's something else I want to talk to you about, you can say no if you wish, but I'm hoping you accept my offer, I think it will be good for you, help you get through this."

  "If you think it will be good for me, then it will be I trust you."

  She squeezed me, her arms wrapped around my middle, head on my chest.

  Such faith in me! Where did it come from? How she was able to be around any male of the species without collapsing in abject fear was a miracle because it seemed she'd only ever known the worst of the lot.

  I kissed her little head as I held her closer, what I was about to do will take a lot of strength, it wasn't always easy to face your fears, grown men and women hid from theirs for a lifetime. To ask an innocent like my Blossom to do such a thing was not easy on me either, but I wanted her to be strong. I wanted to give her her life back.

  "What is it, what do you need me to do?"

  "I want you to help me research the men who hurt you. I'm going to bring them to justice for what they did, I can do it myself, but I believe that if you have a part in it it might help you to overcome some of your fear."

  I felt her body shake just a little so I rubbed my hands up and down her back offering comfort.

  "Do you have any idea how much I love you already little Blossom?"

  "A little, I mean you buy me all this stuff, you take good care of me...and you married me."

  "It's more than that baby, those are just things, but this…feel my heart." I put her hand over my heart and opened her palm so it laid flat on my chest.

  "This is crazy about you, it beats for you now, only you. You've made me happier than I've ever been in my life, more than I ever thought possible for someone like me. And because I love you so much and need you in my life always, I will never let anything happen to you. Do you believe me?"

  "I believe you Gideon, and I love you the same. When I dreamed of my knight coming to save me, he was never as perfect as you. You're a thousand times better than any dream and I trust you and we're having a baby and I want to be happy, so yes I'll help you."

  "I'm so proud of you baby, thank you." She took a deep breath and lifted her head from my chest.

  "When do we start?"

  "Soon, just get at least one more day of rest. It's mostly on the computer so you won't even have to move, I'll bring everything in here okay."

  "Okay, what should we do now? I'm not sleepy and I don't want to watch TV."

  At least she didn't sound too torn up, her way of processing things floored me, it's almost like she filtered and moved on, never letting anything get her down for too long. Fucking amazing, all the same I wish I could just hand her a Kalashnikov and watch her blast the fuckers to kingdom come.

  "Do you want to talk some more about the report?" I hope not but if she did I’d live through it.

  "No, not right now, I'm tired of crying and hurting and feeling sorry for myself, I'm pitiful."

  "No you're not don't say that, you've had a rough time of it baby, no one can blame you if you want to take it easy for a while."

  "I have something else in mind." She smiled up at me and I knew I was in trouble.

  Oh shit, she rubbed the knee of her casted leg over my semi hard cock. I'd forgotten her playful side, but there's no way I could make love to her this soon. I mean they didn't say we couldn't but, she's so banged up and hurt, like my own little clipped wing bird. I was afraid I would hurt her if we tried anything though my boy didn’t have any problem with the idea, greedy fuck.

  I tried to head her off at the pass but of course I'd forgotten my Blossom's natural sensuality and what it does to me.

  "Baby, we can't, you're so hurt we should wait."

  "Okay."

  Okay? That’s it? That was way too easy, but why was she still caressing me with her knee? Her mouth was saying one thing and her body another. Her fingers were now playing with my nipple through the cotton of my shirt.

  "Ashley..."

  "I'm not doing anything." My ass; I heard the amusement in her voice and tried not to laugh and encourage her.

  "Tease." I eased her onto her back gently and laid between her thighs.

  "Let me make you feel better, but then I want you to rest, no argument." I was only going to suck on her little pussy until she came in my mouth and then go take a cold as fuck shower again.

  She just smiled her sweet smile at me making my heart do cartwheels in my chest.

  I nuzzled her first, taking in her warmth and the sweet scent of her. I pulled her panties, which I'd put on her earlier after I'd bathed her to the side. Her little pussy was all kinds of beautiful and I missed it, missed feeling all that hot silk wrapped around me.

  I didn't take the time for a build up, just pushed my tongue inside, loving the way her body burned, the noises she made as I ate at her, nice and slow.

  Her tightness held my tongue captive as it moved in and out of her, her fingers combing through my hair, pulling me closer, urging me to go deeper still.

  I teased her until she almost pulled my hair out, nibbling and sucking until her body tightened and she came on my tongue.

  My cock throbbed and leaked inside my pants. I reached down and released him, giving him some much needed freedom from restraint.

  Palming him, I stroked as I licked and sucked her sweet pussy letting her juices flow into my mouth.

  "I want to do that." I understood what she meant, my baby wanted to play with my cock. I didn’t see the harm in that so I eased away from my feast long enough to arrange our bodies so she could reach me, before going back down on her.

  I gave a little start when I felt her wet mouth instead of her fingers as she took me in.

  Fuck that felt amazing, so amazing. I started arguing with myself I wanted, no I needed to fuck her, but didn't want to hurt her any more than she already was. I know myself, it had been too long since I'd had her, four days almost but felt more like a lifetime. If I touched her there was no guarantee that I would go easy, but the way she enjoyed sucking me went straight to my cock.

  We kept at each other, my pre cum flooding her mouth as my dick grew as hard as it had ever been, my need growing as she continued to cum in my mouth.

  I came up for air as I finally gave up the fight.

  "I have to take you Ashley, I'll try to go slow, but...I need you."

  She opened her legs wider in invitation and I was on her and in her in a heartbeat.

  "Fuck me...so good, baby...hang on."

  Fuck, I couldn't stop the pounding of my body into hers, my mind said slow and easy, my cock said fuck that.

  I was a wild man as I fucked into her sweet tight wetness, her keening moans driving me to the
edge and back.

  The nails of one hand bit into my back as her teeth clamped down on my chest.

  "Fuck Blossom, am I hurting you?" I had to be I’d never fucked her this hard before but I couldn’t stop. My hips were moving faster and faster as I tried to bury my cock as deep inside her as it would go and then some.

  "No, feels good...don't stop...I want it."

  Shit I couldn't have stopped if she'd needed me to my body had taken over and was seeking one thing and one thing only, fulfillment.

  Her body inched up the mattress as I continued my assault on her pussy. Those fuck hot noises she made didn't help either, as they each seemed to have a direct line to my dick. Pulling her head back from my chest I sucked her tongue into my mouth as I fucked her. Fuck Gideon easy go easy. But she didn’t seem to want me to as she moved wildly beneath me, calling to me. I lifted her leg and went in deeper gritting my teeth against the unbelievable feelings of lust and love that ran through me. “Cum on my cock baby, I need to feel you cum now, now, now.” Her pussy tightened around me and I buried my cock deep and held still kissing her mouth hungrily as I emptied myself in her as she came, her body tightening around my cock as she squeezed every drop of cum from me.

  I held her to me as we both came down, our bodies wet and sticky in the aftermath of my madness.

  "I need to clean you up baby." One last kiss and I tried to pull out.

  "No stay." She wrapped her arms around me as I made to leave.

  "I like the way it feels, feels...sexy."

  I grinned at her blush as I laid down on her again turning us to our sides so I wouldn’t crush her.

  "That was the best Gideon, thank you." She was thanking me?

  "No, thank you Blossom, you were perfect."

  We shared a soft kiss that soon became heated our mouths and tongues teasing one another until I wanted to mount her again, but maybe this time I can be less of a beast. We'll see.

  "I don't think I'm done with you yet, I'm going to need more."

  I pushed my already hardening cock deeper inside her.

  Without another word I turned her over onto her back, propped her leg up on pillows, and stroked into her again.