Dirty Money

by Michelle Love

  He was really changing. And while she was nervous about it, she knew she could handle it. If she loved him in the first place, she would love him as he morphed into the man who would soon be her husband and father to her children.

  Detective Fontaine had to stay back in San Francisco to deal with what she said was a mountain of paperwork on the three murder cases. But Paul came along anyway.

  He was Arsen’s best man after all. With Gwen still in the hospital, Steele asked her younger sister to be her bride’s maid. She was over the moon about it.

  Steele’s parents were still unsure about the marriage. It was too sudden for them. She hadn’t even told them about her and Arsen as she knew if they found out she was living with a murder suspect, who lived a BDSM lifestyle, her father would’ve come straight out to San Francisco and snatched her out of Arsen’s penthouse.

  He’s a little controlling himself.

  A knock at the door startled Steele.

  “It’s Mom and Dad, sweetheart.” Her mother called out from the other side.

  Steele went to open the door and found they had changed into the clothes she and Arsen had bought for them. In true Arsen style, he paid for the whole shebang, clothes included.

  “My father in an Armani suit,” Steele said, adding in a wolf whistle at the end. “My, my, you make a dashing man when you get all cleaned up, Dad.”

  Her mother smiled and took his arm and wrapped hers around it.

  “He does, doesn’t he?”

  Steele’s eyes raked over her mother in a Vera Wang dress that they had found in a shop in Vegas when they flew into town last night. “And you look like a fashion model, Mom!”

  Her father looked at his wife with a smile.

  “She always does.” He kissed the top of her head, making her giggle and slap at his chest.

  “It’s time, isn’t it?” Steele asked as she grabbed the bouquet and took a long drink of the glass of white wine she’d poured herself to take the edge of her nerves.

  Her father took her hand and pulled her along with him and her mother to go down to the chapel. Steele looked back at the room one last time. She thought to herself that the girl who was leaving that room wasn’t the same one who would be coming back to it in just a little while.

  She closed the door on who she was and went to become who she would be.

  ARSEN

  Her naked back pressed up against his bare chest as they laid on the bed together. The entire night had been spent showing each other how happy they were to finally be married.

  A picture of the two as they stood at the altar in front of the preacher had been taken by her older brother and Arsen had their book out and was making a sketch of it on the second page.

  Steel watched as he moved the pencil over the cream-colored page. He was almost done with it and she seemed impressed.

  “Arsen, you really are very artistic. I hope our children inherit that.”

  His lips touched the side of her head. “I hope they get your heart.”

  She ran her hands along his thighs which were on either side of her.

  “I hope the boys get your muscles.”

  He laughed. “I hope the girls get your hair.”

  “Yours is nice too. They could get either of our hair,” she said with a little laugh. “I hope they get your gorgeous, naturally tanned skin tone.”

  Making the last few strokes with his pencil he held the book up.

  “There, finished!”

  Steele took the book in her hands and looked at the picture of them he had drawn. “You made me look very pretty, Arsen. I love it.”

  “It wasn’t me who made you look so pretty,” he said. “We can thank your parents and the Lord above for that.”

  She closed the book and sat it on the nightstand then took his pencil from him and placed it next to it. Turning in his arms, she ran hers around his neck. “Want to practice making babies again?”

  His lips quirked up to the right. “Anytime.”

  He moved his hands over her back and held her close to him. Her lips pressed to his for a moment then she pulled them back and trailed kisses down his chest and slid her body down his. “While I have you on your back I may as well have a taste of you.”

  “By all means, taste away,” he said as he laced his fingers and placed his hands behind his head, leaning back on the mountain of pillows.

  Steele’s warm mouth covered his chest with her sweet kisses. His body was washed in warmth from her lips touching him all over. When they ran over the head of his dick, it twitched.

  She laughed. “Did you make it do that on purpose?”

  He shook his head. “You made it do that.”

  A smile moved over her lips and she pressed them to it again and it twitched for her again. “Wow!”

  “You think that’s something. Sometimes you can just walk by me and it does that.” He gave her a grin.

  “Does that mean you like me?” she asked then kissed the tip of his growing cock again.

  He shook his head. And she frowned. “It means I love you, Baby.”

  “Oh, okay then,” she said and took the stiffening organ into her hands, running them up and down it.

  Her lips touched the tip again then she opened her mouth and slid it over his hard cock. His eyes closed with the sensation and he let out a groan without realizing it.

  The way her mouth was making slow strokes over him had him enjoying every sweet moment she had him inside her steamy hot mouth. When she slipped it all the way in, deep throating him, he moaned and moved his hands to run them into her dark waves of thick hair.

  “Baby, yeah. Take me all in,” he moaned as he fisted her hair and moved her a little faster over him.

  She moaned and the vibration of it made him moan too. It was all he could think about. Her mouth on him. The way her head was bobbing up and down was mesmerizing.

  Her tongue glided over the tip of his dick and he knew a bit of pre-cum must be oozing out of it as Steele made a sound like she was saying, ummm.

  Arsen didn’t want to waste a thing, so he pulled her head up and she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. He sat up and lifted her up and sat her on his cock.

  “Let’s put that stuff to good use, Baby.”

  She placed her hands on his wide chest and began moving up and down with long, deep strokes. Her dark hair fell to her waist in waves and her tits bounced just the right amount.

  His hands stayed on her narrow waist as he helped her go up and down his length. “How about you put one of those juicy tits in my mouth, Kitten?”

  Steele’s dark brows arched up. “Kitten?”

  “Yeah, Kitten.” He smiled, and she leaned forward.

  “That sounds kind of cute.” She kissed him then placed her nipple to his lips.

  His teeth grazed it at first then he gave it a nip and she let out a yelp. He pulled it into his mouth and gave it a hard pull. Her eyes closed, and she made a wonderful little purring noise.

  The vibration he could feel coming through her breast in his mouth and her body covering his cock. His hands trailed up her sides and back down again as he lifted her, moving her a little faster.

  Steele’s hands tangled up in his hair as she held him to her breast and bounced up and down on his cock. Over and over she went until she was squealing with her release and pulsing all around him.

  She slowed her strokes as her body had what it wanted. He pushed her back and got on top of her. Slamming into her. Hard, deep, fast strokes he gave her until he could take no more.

  His cock jerked, sending his juices into her in swift pulses of heat. Her head hung back over the edge of the bed. Her body jerking more and more out of him until neither could do anymore.

  He lay back and pulled her up with him. She lay gasping on his chest.

  “The jet leaves in a couple of hours.” He told her.

  “Are you going to tell me where it is we’re going finally?” she gasped out.

  He laughed. “No.”


  She pulled her head up off his chest and stared at him.

  “Really? No?”

  He nodded. “No.”

  “So what should I wear to this mystery destination?” she asked as she laid her head back on his chest and he ran his hand through her hair.

  “I packed all you’ll need to get there and once we’re there I’m buying you more clothes.” He pulled a section of her hair up to his nose and smelled it. “And I’m taking you to a salon while we’re there and letting them do your hair and we’ll be getting whatever kinds of shampoos and conditioners and any other products they say will be good for your hair.”

  “Are you saying my hair is ugly and it stinks?” she didn’t even bother to look at him as she asked.

  “No!” he said then laughed. “Your hair smells like the hotel shampoo. It’s nice but it can be better. I’m going to spoil the shit out of you, Baby.”

  “Okay,” she said.

  He pulled her up. “Okay? Did you just simply say the word, okay?”

  “I did. I’m now the wife of a billionaire. I should look the part.” She kissed his forehead and leaned hers to his. “I have a lot to learn.”

  He pulled her to lie on his chest again. “You and learning shit! Just live, Baby. Live the way you want to. However you want, as long as it’s with me.”

  “Can I be honest with you, Arsen,” she asked as he held her tight.

  “I hope you always are, Steele.” He kissed the top of her head.

  Her hand ran over his tight abs. “First confession, I absolutely love your six pack.”

  “Noted.” He stroked her hair. “And the rest?”

  “Oh, yeah all the rest of you as well,” she said.

  He laughed. “No, the rest of your confession, Steele.”

  “Oh. That. Okay. The other part is that other than being a lawyer and having that interest I have in my horse. I have never had a real interest in anything else. I am vanilla to the hilt, I suppose.” Her finger trailed through the crevices between his formed abs.

  “My turn,” he said as he moved his hand over her back. “First, I never want to hear the word vanilla again unless it’s about some delicious dessert. That part of our lives is done and those words have no place in our future. I’ll be damned if our children overhear either of us speaking about such things.”

  “I can agree to that,” she said. “And when are we starting this family of ours, Arsen?”

  “As soon as you stop taking birth control.” He pulled her up again and looked into her blue eyes. “I want to see that perfectly flat tummy of yours swollen with my child.”

  A blush covered her cheeks, and she bit her bottom lip.

  “Okay.”

  “Okay again, huh?” he asked with a smile. “I like this being married thing.”

  “So do I,” she said and lay back down on his chest, making circles over it with her finger. “Imagine the first time our child calls you, Daddy.”

  A mist covered his eyes in an instant. The thought of being someone’s father was never a thing he thought he wanted. Arsen Sloan, someone’s father. It had never been a figment in his mind.

  Since he met Steele, though, it had crept in and now it was all he could think of. A little boy with his hair and her eyes. Or a daughter with her hair and his eyes. He didn’t care, he just wanted a bunch of little combinations of them running around, getting all under their feet and into mischief.

  “I’ll most likely bust out in tears and you better not make fun of me, Steele Sloan.” As soon as her name with his last name left his mouth he had to close his eyes, the tears threatened so badly.

  He had her. He had the one for him and she lay in his arms and talked of having their children. Then he said, “You are young. It’s a lucky thing you have me because I will allow you to grow in ways most men wouldn’t. You can be interested in whatever you want. It doesn’t make a difference if I like it or not. You can follow your own heart, Baby.”

  “What a hippie you’re turning out to be, Arsen.” Steele laughed and kissed his chest. “But thank you for being you.”

  “I followed what I was molded to be for far too long. It’s time to find my own path, with you and our family.” He squeezed her and knew she was the right one for him.

  Is it possible to love someone so completely the way I love this girl?

  STEEL

  Arsen gave Steele an expensive sweat suit in blue, he said to match her eyes. He wore a very normal looking gray one and some killer shades that made him look like a work of art in it.

  Sitting in the waiting area for his private jet to fuel up and be stocked up for the eighteen-hour flight to the first leg of their honeymoon, the couple waited at the airport to leave.

  Steele leaned up against him as they sat in the little seats of the small room. “Really, Arsen? Still you will not tell me?”

  His lips grazed hers as he said, “I will tell you this, Kitten. You and I will be joining the mile-high club in the jet’s bedroom while we are on our way there.”

  She laughed and batted at his chest.

  “Rogue.”

  “Temptress,” he countered.

  A group of people came into the little waiting area. All well dressed and all looking a little tired. Steele’s eyes ran over the three couples. A tall, dark-haired man with striking blue eyes had his arm wrapped around a tall, blonde woman. Steele felt as if she had seen the woman before.

  There was a couple behind them with their arms wrapped around one another. Both had sandy blonde hair and she knew the man. It was a singer named Kip Dixon.

  Steele straightened up in her chair as her eyes roamed over the last couple to come in and she had no clue who they were, but they were expecting a baby as the dark-haired woman’s belly was round.

  “Hi,” Steele said and waved a little. “Have to get this out there so this doesn’t get weird, but you’re Kip Dixon, right?” Her eyes looked into the blonde man’s brilliant blue eyes.

  His Australian accent confirmed it, as he said, “I am. And who might you two be?”

  Arsen stood up and pulled Steele along with him.

  “Arson Sloan, and my wife Steele. Nice to meet you, Mr. Dixon. I’m a big fan of your music.”

  “Thank you. I love to hear that. Call me, Kip.” Kip gestured to the woman who was sitting down already, probably used to people recognizing the man she was with. “That’s my gorgeous wife, Peyton and that man with his arm wrapped around the pretty blonde is Max and his wife’s name is Lexi. And over here.” He turned to gesture to the other couple, the pregnant one. “These two are why we’re here in the first place. Our good friends, Blake and Rachelle. It’s their anniversary. Their first. They’ve been busy as you can tell.”

  Arsen and Steele sat back down and the woman Kip had introduced as Lexi, the one Steel felt she had seen before, asked, “Where are you two headed?”

  “I don’t know,” Steele said as she looked at Arsen.

  Arsen leaned forward and answered, “It’s a surprise.”

  “A surprise anniversary present or birthday or anything special?” Lexi asked with a Texas accent.

  Arsen answered.

  “Honeymoon.”

  “Congratulations,” they all said.

  “Thank you,” Arsen and Steel said.

  “So where are you from?” the dark-haired guy named Max asked.

  Arsen looked at him and said, “San Francisco. But as soon as we get back from our trip we’re going to be looking for an estate. I have a penthouse right now and that’s not going to cut it with a wife and family.”

  The woman next to Kip, his wife, Peyton, looked at the couple with interest. “Did you say estate?”

  “Yes,” Arsen answered. “It needs to be in California and there has to be at least one barn and a bit of land for my wife’s horse. But anywhere in the state is fine.”

  Blake looked at Kip then back at Arsen.

  “What is it that you do, sir?”

  Steele laughed. “
Do I hear a lot of Texas accents here?”

  Blake, Peyton, Max, and Lexi all raised their hands. Steel nodded and looked at the only girl who she couldn’t figure out where she was from by her accent, Rachelle.

  “And you are from?”

  “Cali, Baby,” she answered, making them all laugh.

  Kip smiled. “So what did you say you do, Arsen?”

  “I didn’t,” Arsen said. “I’m a criminal lawyer. And my wife is in school to become one as well. I’m thinking she and I will team up once she passes the bar.”

  Steele leaned into him and smiled. “You did?”

  He nodded and kissed her forehead. “I did.”

  Lexi pointed at Kip and then at Blake.

  “These two have estates in a small subdivision in Los Angeles. There are some nice places there with property and many have barns. You might take a look around there.”

  Steele couldn’t take it anymore and just asked, “You look so familiar. Is there any way I know you from something?”

  Lexi blushed and Max patted her leg and answered the question, “My wife was once on the cover of quite a few books and magazines.”

  Steele nodded. “I knew it. With two hot men, right?”

  Lexi nodded and smiled. “Right.”

  Steele laughed.

  “Those books were hot, hot, hot, girl!” She got up and went across the small room and gave Lexi a high five.

  The scene ignited laughter from all of them and Arsen smiled at his wife as she took her place at his side once again. She looked at him and said, “Their neighborhood sounds good to me, Arsen. We should check it out.”

  Kip pulled a card from his wallet and gave it to Arsen. “Give me a ring, man, when you guys get back from the secret honeymoon. I’ll give you the lowdown on the mansions up for sale around us, Mate. Adding a new bro to the pack would be awesome.”

  Steele smiled as Arsen placed the card in his pocket. “Being added would also be awesome,” Arsen said.

  Rachelle asked. “You guys planning on starting a family soon?”

  Arsen winked at her.

  “Tossed the birth control pills in the trash a few hours ago.”