Pregnant By Her Older Billionaire 3: A BWWM Older Man Younger Woman Romance (Matthew and Cara)

by Katie Dowe

  “If you could make that happen, that would be really great,” Omar said.

  “Then I’ll make the plans,” she said. “And say hi to Nadia.”

  “Will do,” he said in a soft voice. “And please cut Cole some slack, will you?” he asked and she raised an eyebrow.

  “What are you talking about?” she asked. “Have you been whispering in my head of security’s ear?”

  “No, not really…I always talk to the staff to see how you are doing, how you are adjusting and apparently you do not take your security as seriously as you should.”

  “Oh come on, I’m in South Africa not Mexico. It’s not like I’m in danger of being kidnapped or anything,” she said.

  “Malia the whole world knows where you are and thanks to Forbes, they also know that you control a twenty billion dollar company.”

  “I’m alright. I’m doing just fine.”

  “I know you are because somehow you can adapt to any kind of driving,” he said. “At least stop acting like a kid in the First Family trying to dodge her security detail?”

  “Did you just call me a child?” she asked.

  “You know what I mean, Malia. You are as important to this company as you are to me,” he said.

  “I hate riding in the back and I do not ride shotgun. You know that,” she said.

  “Then at the very least, let them accompany you.”

  “They always do,” she said.

  “I mean have one guy in your car and another guy following you. That is the security protocol we approved. Both of us,” he said and she took a long deep breath.

  “Fine,” she said in an exhausted voice. “I’ll call you after the meeting to give you a progress report.”

  “I will appreciate that,” he said before he hung up.

  She took a long deep breath and lay back on the bed. She was not sure what she was supposed to do anymore. She then dialed Vasili and held her phone to her ear as she waited for him to pick up. She knew that he was going to be disappointed and that fact alone was enough to make her want to hang up before he even picked up. She was still contemplating hanging up when she heard Vasili’s voice on the other end of the line.

  “Hey, I think someone read my mind,” he said. She could tell he was smiling. “I was just thinking about you.”

  “You sure know how to make a girl smile. Are you at home?”

  “Yeah but I was just heading out. I’m trying to get everything in place before I whisk you away on our secret rendezvous,” he said and she smiled.

  “I need to see you. Do you mind if I drop by?” she asked.

  “I am never too busy for you,” he said.

  “Alright. I’ll see you in a few minutes. I’m leaving right now.”

  “Have you had breakfast, yet?” he asked and she frowned.

  “I had a cup of yogurt with fruit cut up in it,” she said.

  “That is a terrible breakfast for someone who works as hard as you do,” he said. “I will make you a proper breakfast by the time you get here.”

  “Vasili, you don’t have to,” she said but he wouldn’t have it.

  “Actually, yes I do. How do you like your bacon?” he asked.

  “Extra crispy,” she said.

  “Then I will have everything set up by the time you come home,” he said before he hung up.

  She looked at her phone and pulled herself up before she slipped on her shoes. She then grabbed her coat and then made her way to the elevator. Her company car was upfront but she could not help but look at her own car. Her driver and two of the security men on her detail were standing right next to the cars.

  “Miss Jones,” her driver said as he looked at her. “Can I be of service?”

  “I was thinking of driving today,” she pointed out.

  “You are always thinking of driving,” the driver said just as the vehicle’s passenger door opened. “But that is alright because Mr. Cole Matthews talked to us and let us know that we should not let you out of our sight.”

  She rolled her eyes.

  “Fine. One of you get in the Beemer and I am not riding shotgun,” she said as she pressed her key and disarmed her car. She had just started the car when one of the security guys climbed into the passenger seat. She fastened her seatbelt and looked at the muscular man seated next to her. She had seen him before, many times before, Vernon Myers. Heck, he had even accompanied her on some of her business trips. He was one of the best people in his business…a former navy seal and excellent when it came to handling a firearm. Whatever it was, a shotgun, colt 45 or even a sniper rifle. He could handle just about anything. “So you are the one who I am riding with, huh?”

  He nodded.

  “So, where are we going?”

  “Just a few blocks down. To Vasili Zakharov’s,,” she said before she pulled out of the driveway.

  *****

  As soon as she walked into Vasili’s house, she could smell the delicious crispy bacon calling her from the kitchen. A smile played on her lips when she saw the display he had on the dining table. It might have as well been a gourmet breakfast. He had a perfectly plated eggs, sausage, toast and crispy bacon. There was a glass of juice right next to the plate.

  “I thought I was just coming over for the crispy bacon,” she said.

  “Well, when I said proper breakfast I had every intention of keeping my word.”

  He looked at her as she slowly made her way towards him.

  “You look…amazing,” he said in a soft voice. “Going somewhere?”

  “The office,” she said as she approached him. “I didn’t really have much to do this morning until…” she took a deep breath. She was trying to find out how to say what was on her mind but it was proving to be difficult. More difficult than she could have ever thought.

  “You put on that dress to go to the office?” he asked as he put his hands on her waist and pulled her close. “Are you trying to make me jealous?”

  “Depends,” she said in a whisper as he held her neck. He lowered his head and kissed her lips softly. His hands slowly slid lower and lower down her back until he held her well rounded ass in his hands. She looked at him when he pulled away.

  “You alright?” he asked and she nodded.

  “I just needed to see you,” she said.

  “Come on. Have a seat,” he said as he pulled a seat for her. She sat down and looked into his eyes.

  “This looks great,” Malia said as she looked at her plate. “But it’s too much…I already told you I had something this morning.”

  “If it is not fried in grease then it is not worth speaking about,” he said, smiling.

  “Really? Are you suddenly Italian now or did you suddenly make contact with my family? Because that’s something my grandmother would say,” she said laughing.

  “Well, I happen to have spent a lot of time with you lately. Maybe your culture has rubbed off on me,” he said.

  “I’ve known you for a little over two weeks,” she said, matter of factly.

  He smiled and shrugged.

  “And that is a whole lot more time than I have ever spent with anyone,” he said.

  She looked at him and her eyes slowly ran down his body. His muscles were perfectly defined in the shirt he had on. She had so many questions, like why he kept on insisting that he had not had any woman in a long time. He was one of those men who should have been on magazine covers wearing Calvin Klein briefs or something.

  “I need to talk to you,” she said in a soft voice.

  “Uh oh,” Vasili muttered smiling, “Something tells me that I might have done something wrong.”

  “You haven’t,” she said shaking her head. “I got a call this morning…from my business partner. He told me that I have to take care of his end of business for a while.”

  “So, I won’t be whisking you away like I had planned?” he asked and she shook her head.

  “No. Unfortunately,” she said. “But on my way here I thought of a fabulous idea.”


  “Alright. Do you mind sharing this ‘fabulous idea’ you have?” he asked as he took a sip of his juice.

  “This was supposed to be our time to get away. And granted, I might spend a lot of time in the first two days in meetings and everything but I promise I will clear the rest of the week and we can finally have that time we so badly need.” She got up and walked to where he was.

  “I don’t get it…are you asking me to come with you?” he asked and she sat on his lap.

  “I was really looking forward to…whatever you had planned but this is important. I really have to go handle this. It’s a big account, one I can't afford to let slip away,” she held the back of his neck. “Trust me, I will rush through the meeting a whole lot faster if I know you're waiting for me.”

  “You are not going to make it easy for me to say no, are you,” he asked as she gently raked her fingers through his hair and then lowered her lips to kiss him softly.

  “No, I don’t intend to,” she whispered when she pulled away from him. She brought her lips to his neck and gently nibbled on it. “Say yes,” she said as she ran her lips up to his earlobe.

  “Yes,” Vasili whispered as he slipped an arm around her waist.

  Chapter 7

  When Vasili agreed to Malia’s request, he had absolutely no idea where she was planning on going. When she finally told him that they were headed to Glasgow, his heart skipped a beat. He would have loved to know earlier on but by the time Malia was telling him, they were literally boarding the jet. He would have wanted to give her an excuse. To tell her that he could not risk going to Europe again.

  He had been keeping tabs on his former associates and he knew for a fact that things had progressed rather quickly for his former boss, the man who had taken over Mikhail Volkov’s operations. The same man he had disobeyed by calling in an anonymous tip about the auction. He knew that Grogoriy Orlof, one of his boss’ closest allies had taken over Mikhail’s human trafficking ring. That was how close his employer had been with other mob bosses. He had always believed in having functional relationships with the other crime bosses. His policy was and had always been ‘war is bad for business’.

  Vasili was not sure how long the two had been flying before Malia walked up to where he was and handed him a glass of champagne.

  “You seem to be miles away,” she said as she handed him the glass.

  “I am,” he would have wanted to say. He smiled and took her hand in his, pulling her down to sit on his lap.

  “You do realize that we have company a few feet away, right?” she asked and he nodded.

  “And I am sure they know better than to come into your private quarters,” he said in a whisper, his hand on the back of her neck pulling her down to kiss her. She closed her eyes and let out a long deep breath.

  “I love the perks of private travel,” she said in a low voice. He was gently running his hand down her torso, softly brushing against her full breast. She looked down at him when she felt him pulling up her top. “What are you doing?” she asked in a low voice. He suddenly picked her up and took a few steps before he gently laid her down on the bed.

  “Taking advantage of a fact that you pointed out,” he said as he put his glass on the table before he took her own glass and did the same. “That no one would dare come in here.”

  “So, you plan on taking me into your arms, right here right now?” she asked in a whisper and he nodded.

  “I love that you're mine and that I can have you at any time I damn well please,” he whispered. He brushed her lips with his and pulled away from her. She looked into his eyes and put her hands on his shoulder.

  “You can have me any time you damn well please?” she echoed and he nodded.

  “Did you ever doubt that?” he asked, pushing her top upwards.

  She raised her hands above her head and he pulled her top away. She looked at him as his eyes ran down her torso.

  “You are all mine,” he whispered as he lowered his head and began running his lips up her tummy to her sternum.

  She gasped loudly as she felt him running his tongue down to her sensitive belly button and before slipping a hand underneath her to unclasp her bra. He pulled her bra off and buried his head in her shoulder. He kissed her neck and nibbled her ear, quickly working his way down to her chest. She arched her back, thrusting her breasts into his face and he was moaning gently.

  She held a lock of his hair as he slid his wet tongue over her breast till he took her nipple into his mouth. She wanted to cry out but he had his hand over her mouth muffling her moans and any other sounds of pleasure she would have wanted to utter. He was sucking on her breast, fondling the other and her legs were wrapped around his waist, pulling him deeper and closer to her. Without even knowing it, she was gently moving her hips up and down, feeling his already hard cock against her pelvis.

  “Maybe I should slow down,” Vasili said when he pulled away and she nodded. She flipped him over and got on him.

  “Yeah, maybe you should,” she said in a soft voice. But her voice and her actions were like two opposite ends of the universe. She was undoing his belt so fast and pulling his zipper down. “So that I can take control of things for once.”

  “So, you like taking control, do you?” he asked as he pulled his pants down. She knelt in between his legs and looked at him.

  “I did not get to where I was just by playing second fiddle,” she said in a whisper as she pulled his boxer shorts off.

  “I want to ask you to slow down but I am not sure you are going to listen to me,” he said but she did not answer him. She had his rigid cock in her small hand and he was gasping in pleasure. He closed his eyes as he felt her gently stroking him. It was almost too much for him. It was not something he was used to feeling especially lately which was why he was feeling like he was going to explode at any moment. He had just began feeling like he could handle everything when he suddenly felt himself engulfed by a warmth. He raised his head and supported his weight on his elbows to watch her take in his entire length. She was moaning as she took in the entire girth.

  “Bohze moy,” he muttered as he looked at her taking in every inch. He was surprised at how she seemed not to have any gag reflex. She was bringing him so close to his climax and she was not showing any signs of slowing down. And the way she was doing it, sucking him and licking his shaft actually made him jealous of the fact that she had ever done this to anyone else.

  “Malia…” he moaned as he felt himself getting closer and closer to the edge. He was just about to explode when she suddenly pulled away, giving him the much needed release. She climbed off the bed and kicked off her shoes before she pushed her pants off. His heart was racing as he looked at her.

  He was so used to always being in control of such situations that having something so different, so out of his comfort zone was turning him on more than he could have ever anticipated. He looked at the gorgeous woman standing in front of him and for a split second, he felt guilty that he was not being straight with her about everything that was happening. But at that moment, he was entirely at her mercy. All he could do was lie back and watch her as she straddled him and eased his cock into wetness.

  He held her waist as she slid down his massive cock. She was looking right into his eyes as she began moving slowly, on and off his cock. She threw her head back and bit her lip when she felt him running his fingertips down her spine. She was rolling her hips on his pelvis, enthusiastically, feeling him fill her up. She was so full of his him, his girth reaching even the deepest, furthest folds. She felt herself shivering as his cock went deeper inside her. She let out a loud moan as she suddenly felt herself coming apart all around his cock. His grip around her waist tightened as he felt himself shooting his seed deep inside her. She collapsed on him panting and shaking in the wake of what had been the wildest orgasm since…she didn’t even know when.

  “I had no idea that you could do that,” Vasili said in a whisper when he finally managed to catch his breath
.

  “You never gave me a chance to show you what I could do,” she said, smiling. She pulled away from him and gave him a soft kiss before she laid by his side. He rolled his head and looked at her, and just like that everything he had been thinking about came flooding back. Everything he had been thinking. He had to tell her. And what better place to do so than a metal cage they were trapped in for the next ten hours?

  “Baby, I need to tell you something,” he started. “My name is not really Vasili.”

  He waited for her to ask a question, to respond in some way…any kind of reaction but she was quiet. He pulled himself up and looked at her, expecting to see a shocked face looking up at him but her eyes were closed. She was fast asleep. He took a long deep breath and sighed.

  “So much for honesty,” he thought as he cradled her in his arms.

  *****

  It was a little after seven in the evening when they finally got to Glasgow. Vasili could not remember the last time he had been so nervous. He knew for a fact that Russian crime bosses had spread their activities out into the UK’s big cities.

  “Will you be alright if I leave you in here for a couple of hours?” she asked and he forced a smile.

  “You go handle your business. I’ll be right here when you come back,” he said as he pulled her close and kissed her softly. She took a long deep breath when he pulled away. “What? Nervous?” he asked.

  She nodded hesitantly.

  “Kind of,” she said in a whisper.

  “Why? You are Malia Jones.” He gently pushed a strand of hair back from her face. “You could handle any kind of business with your eyes closed.”

  “Yeah, according to Business Daily,” she said shaking her head. “It is like having a bar raised so high that I have to live up to.”

  “And there is a reason why they put the bar so high.” He held her face in his hands. “Like I said, you are Malia Jones. You are not just a name. You are a force to be reckoned with. And the world recognizes that because you have never struck out on an account you had your eyes set on.”