by Lauren Wood
Then I was being pushed over the edge and I was trying to get my breath back. It was the second time, in as many minutes and my body was becoming too sensitive. He moved in and out of me and each time, he rubbed up against the small nub that was so full of nerves and made me jerk with the feelings. I of course, wasn’t able to control the sounds that came out of me, even though I tried my best to do so. It just felt too good.
“Please, Casper. I can't.”
He didn't listen to me, instead he just kissed me and moved a little faster. I was holding on to him, clinging to him really, and I was afraid of what would happen if I let go. I was already letting go of my mind, but physically, what would happen? How many times could I come, before it was too much? I was genuinely worried about the answer.
I came several more times, before I finally had to tell him to stop. I just couldn't do it anymore.
Casper stiffened up above me and asked me if I was hurting. He seemed rather worried about that, but once I told him that it wasn't like that, he started right back up. It wasn't pain that was making me want him to stop. It was something else. It was overwhelming pleasure, that felt almost too good, if that was even possible. It hurt physically at this point, because I was tensing up so much.
Finally, he filled me up with his hot cum and I was able to take a breath. I pushed him back away from me and he slid out quickly. I made a gasping sound, because now I felt utterly empty and even though I had told him to stop, that was not exactly what I wanted. I already felt a big hole inside of me, that I knew he would be the only one to fill up. Casper was the missing link all along.
“Damn it, Heather. I don't know how, but that felt even better than I remembered.”
I wanted to say something, but I couldn't get any words out. It felt better than I had remembered too. And that was actually pretty hard, because it had been practically perfect from my viewpoint. Now it was something even more.
There was a knock on the door, and I jumped off of the desk, pulling my skirt down. but I could feel his need running down the inside of my leg.
“Who is it?”
“I don't know. I can just tell them to go away.”
He did just that, but I was even now more paranoid than ever before. I didn't want people to know that we were together. It was bad enough that he was my boss, and my husband. We didn’t need to get caught, doing the dirty deed in his office too.
Before I left, he stopped me, and I asked him why.
“We have a dinner that we need to go to soon, and I want you to wear your wedding ring when we go. It’s the only way.”
I had no idea what he was talking about, but I just kind of agreed. My legs were shaking, and I was just happy that I could walk straight. At some point, I didn't think it would be possible.
“I will see you in a little bit.”
He told me he would call me, and I had to wonder where it was we were going to have dinner, that made it so important that I had to wear my wedding ring. I hadn't worn it since I had taken it off the next morning. It was going to be strange to put it back on it, but it felt like everything was going exactly how it was supposed to.
I had finally found the man that I loved, and I was a bit surprised to find out that it was Casper all along. There was still worry about what was going to happen next, but I was just going to have to go with it. I knew that one way or another, it was all going to work out. I was his wife and we're going to have a child together. There was nowhere else to go, but up.
Epilogue
Casper
As much as I wanted to make the meeting with her mother happen sooner, it was almost a month before I was able to plan it and get everyone together.
Heather moved out of her parents’ house, which helped the situation dramatically, but at the same time, I was still worried about what was going to happen next. Nancy had a way of ruining my life, without even having to do much. Before, she had made it clear that I wasn’t good enough for her daughter.
Frederick was never around, but I needed him to be there tonight. Frederick was the only one that could control his wife Nancy and I had a feeling, we were going to need that once she got the news.
Heather had been worried getting dressed the whole afternoon, but I had tried to tell her over and over again, that she was beautiful. It wasn't that she was worried about the fact that she had gained a little weight and her stomach was protruding out. It was nothing like that. She was worried about the fact that her mother didn't even know she was pregnant. She was going to have the baby in a couple of months, and Nancy was none the wiser.
To any other family, this would be a time of congratulations. I went through a lot of trouble to make sure that all of her immediate family was going to be there at the same time, but there was still a question of how it was all going to turn out. Nancy was the matriarch of the family and what she says, usually went.
Frederick who was a business man that was gone a lot, let most of the affairs to his wife. That wouldn’t have been so bad, if Nancy wouldn’t have been against everything that made her daughter and her son happy.
I didn't like her mother, I never had and the more I thought about it, the more I worried about this dinner. It didn’t matter to me, near as much as it was going to matter to her. This could all go down in flames of glory. I just had no idea. How was I supposed to know? None of this was in my hands and for a man that controlled so much, that was hard for me.
“Are you sure you want to do this?”
“It is about time, don't you think, Heather? You’re over six-months pregnant and we've been married that long as well. I think it's time that you tell your parents. If not, what are you going to do? Are you going to tell her when the baby is a year old?”
“Actually, I don't even know if I have to tell her at all. I don't think Nancy is going to be so happy with being a grandmother anyways. She is going to bring up Ellie’s divorce and disaster. It’s all going to be used against me.”
“Like a court of law?”
“Something like that.”
I knew that I couldn’t make it all better, even though I wished that I could. I knew that all I could do, was try to get her mind off of it by changing the subject.
“When is Brandon’s baby going to be here?”
“In about a month from what I hear. There are no guarantees of the exact date of course, but soon. That's all I know. She will have her baby before I have ours.”
“Well, no matter how your mother takes it, I want everybody in the house to know as well. This is good news and I want to share it. I have been holding it in for too long. My parents know, they’re thrilled. I want you to have that same thing.”
She looked at me like I was being silly, and I hated that look. I knew that my reputation of being a playboy that don't care about a woman's feelings were seriously under threat. It was hard to show that I didn't care, when I was with Heather. All I could do was care, and even though this could all blow up in our faces, I couldn’t stop.
“I just wish it was as easy as when we told your parents. They were so happy about everything that was going on. I just wish mine could be like that too.”
I had a feeling that her father would be happy and even her brother, but I knew who she was talking about. She was talking about her mother and no matter how well she did or how many times everybody told her that she was doing a great job, she was always going to need her mother's approval as well. It was just the way it was, and it was something that I wished I could change for Heather.
Instead of trying to explain to her that everything was going to be okay, because I’d already done that before, I pulled her in for a kiss. End of the day, Heather always did better with physical distraction.
“Just know that I love you, and I love our baby, and that's all that matters.”
“I wish it was all that mattered.”
“It is, Heather. You're my wife now and no one is ever going to come between us again. Whatever happens tonight, I’m going to be right
here next to you, I promise.”
Nancy kind of stared at us for several moments, and I actually thought that she might be having a heart attack. Or a stroke. I don't know. Something that made her look practically catatonic.
The funny thing is that we didn't even have to say anything. I had pushed Heather to wear something that was a little tight-fitting, so that her pregnancy bump was obvious. Not that I didn't think it was obvious before, but I wanted the conversation to be broached, without us having to say a word.
“You're pregnant?!”
“Yes, mom.”
“And you brought him with you?”
“Yes, mom.”
Then she looked at her daughter’s hand. The diamond must have caught the light and reflected to her. Her eyes grew a little bit bigger and I was sure then that she was going to have a heart attack. She grabbed her chest and for just a moment, just a tiny moment, I thought that maybe it wouldn't be so bad. Then she would finally be out of our lives for good.
Guilt was almost immediate, because this was going to be our daughter’s grandmother after all, but I couldn't help the moment. It was a fleeting thought that I couldn’t control. How much easier would life be if Nancy wasn’t in it?
“And you're engaged!? You know that this is not okay. I think I've made myself clear about the two of you getting together.”
I was about to say something, because if Heather wasn't going to, I was, but then she finally stopped me.
“We aren't engaged, were married, mother. We’ve been married for almost seven months now and in a couple of months, you're going to be a grandmother. Again. I just thought that we should get it all out on the table. There will be nothing said, like there was before. This is already said and done, and nothing you say will change it. So, anything you say going forward, will determine our relationship and the one you’re going to have with your granddaughter.”
She was drawing a line in the sand, and I have to be honest, I think that was the sexiest moment that I have ever seen Heather in. She was strong and her eyes were flashing back at her mother, telling her that she meant it. I think she really did too.
Her father was the first to say anything and he gave her a big hug, congratulating us both.
“I've heard good things about you, Casper. You have really come up in the world. That kind of work ethic is always going to come in handy for taking care of my daughter and granddaughter.”
I was a bit surprised that he knew anything about me, but maybe I shouldn't have been. Frederick was never around much, but he was a very smart businessman.
“Razors Industries is coming along nicely. We're about to start another plant soon. I'm hoping to have a third one up by the end of next year.”
“Just don't wait to go public. You would make a killing right now if you did the IPO soon. I will be in line to buy some up.”
I talked to him a little bit about the market and his ideas on it. The whole time Heather was eyeing her mother and her mother was eyeing me.
“Razor Industries? What does it have to do with you, Casper?”
I answered her politely, even though she was being rude and her voice was biting.
“I own it. I started it a few years ago and it really took off.”
“He is showing great humility, Nancy. This boy here is a billionaire once he goes public. The IPO is going to be amazing.”
All Nancy saw was dollar signs and suddenly, she had no more qualms of us being married. It was just that easy. All of a sudden, I was part of the family.
Heather wasn’t sure how to respond either. She pulled me aside before dinner.
“Billionaire?”
“Yeah, like your father said, once we go public, that’s exactly what it will be.”
“So, you’re a billionaire?”
I smiled. “No honey, we’re billionaires, and wait till you see what I have in store for you. You haven’t seen the house yet, the nursery, you’re going to love it.”
“I was worried about all of that. Are we ready to move in together?”
I chuckled at her and pulled her close. “You’re my wife now, Heather. I’m never letting you go. It’s all out in the open and nothing can stand in our way.”
“Not even Nancy.”
I kissed her and silently agreed. Funny how a little bit of money was able to change everything.
And they say money doesn’t buy happiness…
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Brother’s Billionaire Best Friend (Excerpt)
My new house guest is off limits.
Maybe that’s why I can’t keep my hands off her.
Dina is not just any woman.
She’s my best friend’s little sister.
I should’ve claimed her years ago.
But I didn’t know any better than.
Now I have a second chance.
Her delicious lips and that soft skin.
It’s all I obsess over.
Our secret baby will lead to a scandal.
But my billionaire status is worthless if I can’t protect her.
I’ll fight the world if I have to.
I’m not letting her go this time.
Even if I lose my best friend in the process.
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Chapter One
Dina
This wasn’t the sort of affair that I was used to. My older brother Jack was getting married again, and this time, I hoped it went better. He’d been married before and it had not worked out so well. His wife had taken off and left him with a daughter to raise on his own. Now he had found ‘the one’ and they were getting married. I wasn’t sure how I felt about Bella, just that she made Jack happy. I guess that was all that mattered.
What I wasn't prepared for, was all of Jack's old friends coming back to the small town where we lived. It was already bursting at the seams, and another twenty or so were supposed to arrive today. The wedding was tomorrow, and the house was packed with all of Jack’s friends. The hotel was packed as well, so we were running out of space to put them.
The busier it all became, the more I realized that I was going to have to figure something out. I knew there were a lot of people and I should give up my room, but I didn’t want to. Finally, my mom came to ask me about it, but I just told her that I would stay somewhere else.
“You can stay with me upstairs. Your father is on a business trip and won’t be back until right before the wedding. You know that Jack hasn’t seen John in a long time. He wants him close because he is the best man.”
“Jack is coming? I thought they hadn’t seen each other in a long time?”
“You know they have been friends forever, Dina. Of course he is coming.”
I knew that I didn’t have a choice, and I wasn’t going to let it bother me all that much. He wasn’t going to be here too long. I remembered Jack’s friend John. I had one of the biggest crushes on him, but I had been way too young back then and none of my fantasies about him had ever come true. It would be weird, imagining him staying in my room, in my bed. Just the idea of it made me red in the face.
“Sure, I will go stay with Tammy. I know that they are close and haven’t seen each other in a while. It would be good to get help with my hair in the morning. Everyone is going to be there.”
“That’s would be nice of you. I know that you don’t want to get kicked out of your room, but it will be good for them to spend some time together. John is coming in from LA. It’s nice of him to fly out here for the wedding. He runs his dad’s companies now and from what I hear, he’s rather busy.”
My mom was talking about him, like she wished that Jack had turned out the same way. Jack had taken some time, to get himself together after such a fall, bu
t he’d gotten up and I was proud of him. John hadn’t dealt with all of the things that Jack had. Jack ran a business and took care of his daughter by himself. I don’t know why, but I was feeling rather defensive of my brother at the moment.
“Jack is busy too. He takes care of his daughter alone and runs a business. He’s told me before that kids are harder.”
She chuckled and waved me off. “I wasn’t saying anything bad. I swear the two of you, can’t hear anything bad about the other.”
Mom was right. Even when I wasn’t old enough to really help Jack, I tried. I would be his alibi to anything, long before I knew what the word meant.
“I am just saying, you don’t have to be so hard on him. You know that it doesn’t help.”
“No, I guess it doesn’t. Well, thank you for giving up your room. Can you be out in a bit? I think he’s here, or will be soon.”
I told her that I would, and she was satisfied with the answer. As much as I wanted to believe that everything was going how it was supposed to, I really wasn’t sure. I wanted to be sure. I wanted Jack to have a perfect wedding, even if I wasn’t convinced that Bella was the right one for him. I wouldn’t do anything to ruin it, but I was going to try and get to know her better. Maybe that is what I needed to do.
Mom walked off, most likely to tell Jack that John could stay. I had to gather some things together from my room, so I wouldn’t have to come back later. As much as I had fantasized about John when I was younger, I knew that he wasn’t going to give me the time of day. He hadn’t back then, and I didn’t think anything had changed. It bummed me out, but I was always going to be Jack’s little sister in John’s eyes and there was nothing that I could do about it.
I left with a bag, and I thought I had everything. But then I realized that I didn’t have my charger, and I had to go back. John was already there; I saw him talking to my brother outside. My plan was just to go upstairs and grab the charger. Then I wouldn’t have to really say anything to John. I’d said too much long ago, when I was home from a party, but I wasn’t going to make that same mistake again.