The Billionaire's Second Chance

by Peyton Reeser

  Nick was growling in animalistic satisfaction at her approaching orgasm; picking up on each delicious clench of inner muscles and every libidinous undulation of her sweet, sexy hips. The muscles in his neck stretched tight as he powered on bringing them closer and closer to an explosive mutual completion that fired off deep in her pulsating core as strong feminine muscles clenched and convulsed, rippling in intensity along his surging cock, milking his sex in exquisite rolling and clutching waves.

  He’d never known anything quite like this as the enormity of what they’d been sharing settled into his heart and mind. He felt…well, he felt blessed to have been given the chance to have this extraordinary woman in his life and in his bed. Emotions raw and unchecked choked his throat and clouded his mind as profound and unique emotions for the woman he was still inside of gripped his heart.

  Tears of happiness filled Nick’s eyes and poured onto his face from a place deep inside his soul. Even as the tremors began to subside, Nick continued grinding his still bucking hips against her open and weeping cleft. He could feel the hot wet proof of their combined orgasm on both their bodies as Shannon continued to whimper softly while she rolled her hips in tiny circles to suck each and every tremor from them both.

  A long time later after he’d collapsed in a boneless heap next to her she had sighed and whispered “I love you.” before closing her eyes and drifting off. He’d followed her into a sated sleep while they lay with limbs still entwined.

  Sometime in the night Shannon had awakened and crept quietly from the bed in need of a bathroom trip. Catching sight of her disheveled self in the mirror above the sink she marveled at the small bite marks on her chest and the way her kiss swollen lips gave her the look of a woman who’d just been thoroughly ravished.

  He certainly had done all the heavy lifting she remembered with vivid detail recalling how she had begged for relief from his masterful seduction of her body, mind and soul. His tears though at the end had moved her beyond anything physical which had happened between them. Watching him through half closed, dazed eyes as he unleashed that final devastating crescendo of powerful thrusts she had been filled with a love for him so deep and profound as to knock her for a loop when he had shuddered in her arms with quiet tears falling on his cheeks. The moment had been transcendent for her and one she would cherish forever.

  She caught sight then of the twinkling engagement ring and once more held it before her with smiling eyes and a full to bursting heart.

  When she padded softly back to the big bed where Nick was sprawled face down she didn’t immediately notice that his eyes were open as he watched her approach.

  Nick was overcome with a surge of pure male satisfaction as he watched his little one tip toe quietly back to his side. The signs of his possession in the form of love bites and a deep flush against her breasts where his mouth had feasted drew his gaze. Sweeping lower he saw the unmistakable bruises starting on her hips where he’d gripped her in his powerful hands and made mental note to be more careful with her in the throes of their passion.

  He enjoyed the way she gathered her hair into a messy bunch and watched in fascinated male appreciation as her naked body approached the bed with her well-loved breasts and gently swaying hips scrambling any rational thoughts he might have been entertaining.

  As she reached the bed his head popped up and caught her gaze with a lascivious smile that surprised Shannon for she imagined he’d been soundly sleeping while she used the bathroom.

  Sweeping the sheet covering his hips aside she caught sight of his impressive staff standing at full attention in the thatch of soft brown curls that surrounded his manhood.

  The way she instinctively licked her lips said what her voice didn’t and without any hesitation whatsoever Shannon climbed onto the bed and quickly straddled him bringing his burgeoning hardness in close contact with her suddenly ravenous female core.

  She leaned forward and kissed him sweetly before sitting back enough to let her swaying breasts hang in his face, an obvious and specific invitation. He wasn’t a fool and immediately took up the challenge presented, sucking one perfectly round globe into his ever ready mouth in fevered abandon as he ran his hands up her back pressing her closer still to his hungry lips.

  Shannon caught sight of her hands on his shoulders with that twinkling diamond ring flashing in the darkness and lost herself in the delicious sensations his mouth and tongue were wreaking on her sensitive breasts.

  Swinging her hips forward she suddenly reached between them and positioned his ready cock at her opening; lowering onto his incredible hardness inch by agonizing inch.

  Nick abandoned suckling at her breasts when she held perfectly still atop him and gripped his staff in pulsating waves with her strong inner muscles. When he groaned from the pleasure she was wringing from him she started moving up and down on his surging erection.

  Shannon didn’t know where all this explosive need and desperate passion came from, she only knew that when he swept the sheet aside and she’d seen his magnificent hardness she couldn’t climb on top of him and take him deep inside her body quick enough.

  She moved on him and lost herself in the pleasure while he grabbed onto her breasts and encouraged every thrust and swirl of her quivering hips.

  It got wild and rough soon after as she rode him for all he was worth and screamed in fevered delight when he lost control and began bucking wildly beneath her thighs, thundering up into her as she plunged onto his staff in mindless abandon.

  She came apart on top of him as a climax ripped through her mere seconds before he ejected into her receptive body. Shannon’s last thought before she sank into sated unconsciousness was that she had never been happier.

  CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT

  Another glorious morning greeted Nick when he awoke to find Shannon’s delightful curves pressed tight against him. All was right with the world and he looked forward to what the day ahead would bring.

  Yesterday had certainly been a huge success with their visit to his office, the trip to his jewelers to pick out an amazing ring and the long night of exquisite love-making that followed.

  He’d left their bed as quietly as he could trying not to disturb the sound sleep she had eventually fallen into. After their last sexy coupling it had taken awhile for each of them to come down although Nick had no complaints. He’d enjoyed holding her quivering body close in the aftermath of her shimmering orgasm; soothing her shattered senses with slow calming strokes of his hands. Hell, he’d been so into how she felt cuddled close by his side that he could have easily initiated yet another erotic pairing.

  Standing by the bedside watching her sleep soundly where she had snuggled into the warm indent left by his body, Nick marveled at his unbelievable good fortune. Nothing was standing in their way now, no lingering shadows of hurt from the past.

  He was as excited as a kid on Christmas morning at the prospect of taking her home to meet his beloved mother. He wanted to introduce her to the only part left of his life that she still hadn’t been exposed to. His and Jules childhood home was full of happy memories of a time before his father had passed on when their little family had been so full of love and promise.

  Alanna, he knew, would be overjoyed with Shannon and would probably lose her shit entirely upon learning that they planned to marry. Nothing would please his mother more than seeing her only son happily married to a good woman so he could at long last experience even a portion of the contented joy she’d known when his Dad had been alive.

  Glancing at the bedside clock he noted the passing time and knew he had to wake sleeping beauty up so they could get the show on the road. Mr. Allen would be bringing the limo around in a little over an hour for their trek to Connecticut where the white house and his adoring mother waited.

  He’d decided against calling Alanna figuring that Mrs. A or maybe even Jules had already done the advance warning honors. In typical male style, he wanted to introduce his amazing Shannon to his Mom without any preambl
e.

  After an overnight at home they would continue on to Boston for her parent’s anniversary party where he would at long last meet her family too. Everything was going according to the plan he’d created in his mind almost a week ago. As far as he was concerned nothing could interfere with their happiness and plans for the future. Yep, life was suddenly very, very good.

  “Wake up sleepy head” Nick whispered as Shannon began the slow tumble from sleep to awake.

  “Mmmm. You” she smiled when her eyes opened to find her cowboy pirate leaning over the bed where she had slept so soundly.

  “Wait! Why are you dressed?” Shannon cried in alarm as she quickly sat up and looked to the clock for clarity. The sheet fell to her hips revealing her pert breasts to his always watchful gaze while Shannon shook her head to clear away the fog of sleep.

  “I’m dressed my love because I let you sleep long enough for me to find my way into some clothes. Seemed safer that way because I knew if we were both naked as we woke up it would be hours before I let you leave my bed!” he snickered in amusement.

  “Although if you insist on flashing the girls in my face, dressed or not, you may find yourself pinned to that mattress in a heartbeat” he added with a wicked exaggerated grin at her plump, bare breasts.

  “Oh you!” Shannon laughed as she immediately clutched the bed-sheet against her nakedness. “Settle down there Bevis!” she chuckled while she swept her masses of curls into some semblance of just awakened order.

  “What time are we leaving for Connecticut?” Shannon queried, making mental note of the time he indicated while she set about figuring out what had to be done in order to be ready on time.

  As she stood up bringing the sheet with her to wrap securely around her nakedness he playfully swatted her bottom with a naughty thump and laughed at her attempts at modesty. “After the way you rode off into the wild overnight I think the sheet covering your delicious body may be overkill.” he said with meaning shining from his amused eyes.

  Shannon blushed furiously at his mention of her uninhibited love-making and smacked him on the arm as he passed by.

  “I couldn’t help myself, sir.” She joked. “If it wasn’t your intent to be ravished, I suggest you keep a certain appendage undercover in the future.” she added sweetly while sweeping her hand down the front of his jeans to make the point.

  “Wench!” he cried before swatting her ass again and turning her in the direction of the dressing room.

  “Dress code – casual.” he added before he turned to leave her in peace to get dressed. “Oh, and Mrs. A has thrown together what can only be described as a CBB.

  “CBB?” Shannon asked. “Please enlighten me.”

  Laughing Nick told her that CBB meant country boy breakfast which included every form and fashion of breakfast meat known to man along with piles of fluffy eggs and mini-pancakes covered in real maple syrup.

  “Me thinks she feels we might need to fuel the engine.” he snickered, delighting in Shannon’s flustered expression.

  When she blushed furiously and flew off in the direction of the dressing room muttering about privacy and everyone knowing they’d been engaged in some outrageously intimate workouts,Nick laughed even harder at her obviously embarrassed reaction.

  “Half an hour is all you get, woman!” he growled. “I want your cute butt at the breakfast table tout de suit.”

  Ninety minutes later after a staggering breakfast that left Shannon stuffed, they were ensconced in the limo, bags stowed in the trunk, making their way to Nick’s childhood home.

  She’d decided on a pair of black jeans with high leather boots and a soft cashmere top because even though it wasn’t exactly cold, her California reality meant that the cooler mornings and evenings of an early east coast autumn meant she had to keep covered if she didn’t want to get a chill. She liked the elegant draping of the soft grey sweater and how it perfectly molded her breasts in the satiny cups of the demi-bra she’d chosen to wear. She knew he’d be hard pressed not to ogle her chest and found a wicked sense of her inner tease pushing to the forefront.

  The Allen’s had been all kinds of happy and delighted that morning as the husband and wife duo had set about getting Nick and Shannon off on the next leg of their adventure. The Missus had kept feeding them until neither one could move while the Mister scurried around stowing bags and packing a hamper full of fresh baked zucchini bread and almond cookies which Nick’s mother loved.

  As they set off in the bright sunshine Shannon could not have been happier and judging by the self-satisfied grin and manly swagger on full display, Nick was likewise as filled with joy. Her cowboy pirate was a happy camper this morning.

  The trip was full of happy chatter as Shannon encouraged Nick to tell her all about his childhood home and share his heart-felt memories of days gone by before he had lost his father.

  Shannon remembered thinking how alone he was when she’d first spied the private bedroom on the Barrett jet. It had clutched at her heart then, the notion that he’d been as isolated and lonely as she had been for so many years. As he talked, she sensed that his feelings of isolation had taken hold not long after he found himself head of the household and responsible for his mother and sister’s well-being. She still had both her parents and struggled to control her emotions when she thought of Nick coming to terms with such a huge loss at so young an age.

  Something tugged at her heart as she considered another loss that he had yet to learn of. It wasn’t right she knew, to keep such a secret from him after their promises of total honesty but truly, she didn’t know how to even bring it up.

  Her miscarriage had been a loss yes, but since neither of them had known about it beforehand, Shannon had difficulty even acknowledging that it had happened at all. Maybe if she’d had some advance knowing, perhaps if she’d been healthier and less damaged things would be different today but the truth was she had zero frame of reference on this matter except to recount how she’d been hit by unexpectedly staggering pain, blacked out while driving and awakened sometime later in the hospital to be told a ruptured cyst had triggered a series of health crises that ended with her losing a baby she hadn’t known about and leaving her with a nasty bump on her head. Even now it didn’t seem real to her.

  Nick sensed when her thoughts drifted away and wondered what had caused the sudden shift into thoughtfulness as Shannon stared silently at the passing scenery. This wasn’t the first time he’d been aware of something crowding Shannon’s thoughts which she clearly wasn’t quite ready to share.

  He searched and searched for what could be driving this quiet introspection on her part but when no alarm bells went off in his head Nick relaxed a bit and decided to let things lay where they may at the present time. When she was ready to tell him what was going on he’d welcome her openness but wouldn’t pry or prod until then.

  As had become a favorite pastime, Nick reached for her hand and lifted it to his mouth where he pressed a series of delicate kisses along her knuckles. He kept her hand in his and fondled the jewelry he placed on her ring finger with open satisfaction. When Shannon lifted adoring, smiling eyes his way Nick didn’t care what secrets she kept as long as she continued to look at him like that.

  The car trip passed quickly and before too long Nick was letting Shannon know that they would be arriving at his mother’s home before too long. A sudden burst of nerves exploded in her tummy at the prospect of meeting the mom he and Jules clearly adored. She hoped Alanna Barrett would approve of Shannon for her son and tried to control her breathing in the hopes that the butterflies performing a Cirque du Soleil routine in the pit of her stomach would settle down.

  They made their way through a picture perfect slice of Americana when they reached his home town. Quaint shops and cafes with outdoor seating dotted the main street. It was easy for Shannon to imagine Nick’s family as it once had been, enjoying what looked to be a suburban paradise.

  Colonial style houses along tree-lined streets appeare
d in her view delighting Shannon with the calm and quiet ambiance of the family oriented hamlet tucked away in a staggeringly beautiful corner of Connecticut. It was ….. unspoiled and completely delightful.

  Nick sat forward in anticipation once the car turned onto his street as he chattered on pointing out the baseball field where he’d played as a youth, the house that Ned had grown up in and even the huge oak tree where Becky Taylor had let him kiss her one summer evening under heavy branches covered with dark green leaves. When she had pouted at him upon hearing that he’d kissed another girl he’d roared with laughter and dimpled her to within an inch of her life when he declared that he’d been a rugged thirteen year old with raging hormones the summer that he’d lusted after the older and wiser Becky. At fourteen and endowed with some serious boobage Nick had practiced the fine art of teenage make-out sessions with the precocious girl. She had to laugh along with him when he revealed that Ned too had engaged in some intense spit-swapping sessions with the very same teenage Lolita.

  With a smile still lighting up her face Shannon was awestruck when the car turned into a long driveway in front of a big, white house set far back from the road that looked like a movie set.

  A two story colonial with columns on either side of an arched doorway, Shannon marveled at the wide trellises surrounding the first floor windows that were still draped with late summer roses and climbing vines. They gave the house a romantic flourish that she found appealing.

  The upstairs windows were framed with wide dark shutters that contributed an elegant touch to the overall look. Huge trees graced the deep front yard. As the car pulled further into the driveway she saw that an addition had been built off the far side of the house showing French Doors leading to a wrought-iron balcony on the second floor which she guessed was the master bedroom.