by Mia Ford
My hand flew up to my mouth, and I gasped, not expecting the proposal at all. He reached into the pocket of his jacket and pulled out a small black box, opening it up and revealing a large round diamond, surrounded by many small diamonds. He pulled the ring out of the box and looked at me, waiting for an answer.
“Yes,” I said, laughing. “Of course, I will marry you.”
I stood up as he did and wrapped my arms around his neck. I leaned in to kiss him deeply. He’d made all of my dreams come true thus far, and now, he was making our love permanent and eternal. He slipped the ring on my finger and smiled, kissing me on the cheek and leaning over and kissing his son on the top of his head. He sat down across the table and leaned forward, winking at me the way he did when we first met. I was completely enamored by this man.
We spent dinner talking about our pending nuptials, about the baby, and about our future. He wanted to buy a house outside of the city with a big yard that we could let the puppy run around in. I teased him, knowing he really had fallen for the puppy, but he just blushed and denied it more. On the way home from the restaurant, we held hands tightly, our excitement over the engagement and the love between us becoming extremely arousing. I could feel the lust building between us, and I knew that when we got home, I wanted to make love to him in a way that I never had before. I wanted to show him just how much I loved him, and I wanted to jumpstart our future with our bodies entangled with each other.
When we reached the penthouse, I quietly walked the baby back to his nursery, watching and smiling as Blaine took the puppy from the pen and headed down to walk him. We were an amazing team, and most of the time, we didn’t even need to speak to know what each other was doing. I walked into the nursery and swayed back and forth for several moments, making sure Tucker was good and asleep. Slowly, I leaned over the crib and gently laid him down, kissing my hand and pressing it against his forehead. I left the room and closed the door behind me, seeing Blaine standing in the middle of the living room floor, looking as dashing as ever.
I slowly walked over to him, reaching my hands down and taking his as I leaned forward and kissed his lips. He wrapped his hands around my shoulders and pulled me into his body, forcing a small whimper from my throat. When we pulled away, I looked him in the eyes and smiled mischievously, taking his hand and pulling him back toward the bedroom. I set the baby monitor on the dresser and pulled him close, reaching my hands up and pulling his jacket down and tossing it on the chair. I turned back and began to unbutton his shirt, one button at a time, looking deep into his eyes. I pulled my hands to the inside edges of his shirt and pushed it apart, revealing his strong, tanned chest.
I leaned forward and pressed my lips against his shoulder and moved inward as I rolled his shirt down his arms and dropped it to the floor. Immediately, my hands rubbed up his stomach and across his rippling muscles. His arms moved up and over my shoulders, grabbing my zipper and sliding it down, pushing the straps off my shoulders, and letting my dress drop to my feet. I carefully stepped out of it and watched as he unbuckled his pants, took them off, and watched me as I unclasped my bra, letting it slide down my arms, my breasts spilling out and bouncing up and down.
Blaine walked forward and leaned down, wrapping his mouth around my nipple, flicking his tongue sensually against it. I leaned my head back and moaned softly, feeling sparks of electricity bounce from my tit through my chest. He ran his hands slowly down my sides, picking his head back up and stepping forward, cupping my cheek with his hand and pressing his lips erotically against mine. I opened my mouth, allowing his tongue to enter, and whimpered as he rolled it around in my mouth, tasting me all over again. I had never felt passion like this before, and I let my head fall into his arms as he moved his lips all over my body. My knees were shaking, and I could barely stand, so I took a step backward and sat down on the bed, looking forward at his strong cock, struggling to get free from his boxers.
My hands moved forward and grabbed him by the hips, pulling him toward me. I looked up and bit my bottom lip, letting him know I was starting this one off.
Epilogue
Blaine
Chills ran up my spine as I watched her lick her lips and bite down on her bottom lip. I stood in front of her and ran my hand down my cock, feeling how hard and massive it had gotten. She pushed my hand to the side and hooked her fingers into my boxers, pulling them slowly down to my ankles and tossing them to the side. She leaned back up and grabbed my cock with her hand, steadying it as she ran her lips across the tip. I took in a deep breath as her lips parted and she slowly slid her mouth down and around the entirety of my shaft. I groaned loudly, feeling her sucking hard at the back of her throat as she pulled her head back and came up for air.
I thrust my hips forward, wanting more, needing to feel her plump red lips around my cock. She smiled and began bobbing her head up and down, opening her throat and taking me completely in. I wrapped my hand through her hair, feeling the need for control, but loving how she took charge. I watched as she sucked my cock fast and deep, her eyes watering as she looked up at me just before plunging back down and holding her mouth still, letting her throat contract around my shaft. Slowly, she moved her mouth back up, puckering her lips as she slurped at the tip of my dick. She pulled her head back and smiled as she dropped my dick from her hands and slid back on the bed until her back was pressed against the frame.
I stepped forward, but she put her hand up, asking me to wait. She lifted her hips from the bed and pulled her panties off, tossing them to the side and spreading her legs wide apart. My heart began to beat faster as she took her fingers and spread her wet folds apart, running her fingers down and through the wetness. She glanced down at my dick, and I reached around, wrapping my hand around it and beginning to pump my fist up and down my erection. A coy smiled moved across her lips, and she brought her other hand forward, taking over the rubbing of her clit as those fingers moved down and pushed deep inside of her.
Watching her was the hottest thing I had ever done before, and even though she spoke no words, the moaning coming from her throat told me every pleasure she was feeling. I watched as she leaned her head back and kept her eyes fixated on my cock. Her fingers began to move faster and deeper with every push, and her screams matched the rhythm of her fingers perfectly. I could see that she was reaching the edge of her orgasm, and I gritted my teeth, wanting to fuck her so badly.
Suddenly, her back arched, and her body twitched. Loud moans escaped her breathless throat. She pushed and pulled, finger-fucking herself until she came hard, her body rigid from the ecstasy flowing through her veins. As soon as her body had relaxed and her fingers had retracted, I lunged forward, throwing my face into her juices. I wanted to make her come again and fast, back to back. I reached my hand up and began to feverishly rub her clit, flicking my tongue in and out of her. She tried to squirm away, but I grabbed onto her and pulled her back toward my face.
The expression on her face changed to disbelief as I ran my lips and mouth passionately over her pussy. She grabbed at the sheets on the bed. The feeling of me restarting her engine before she had even recovered was driving her absolutely wild. Her mouth had dropped open, and she gasped over and over again, her body tight with anticipation. Coming once wasn’t nearly enough, and I wanted to see her face when that orgasm intensified the next.
I looked up at her as I ran my hand furiously over her nub, feeling her body shaking as the ecstasy began to release. She reached out and grabbed my hair, lifting her hips from the bed as I pushed her into a back-to-back orgasm. She threw her head back and screamed loudly, the rapid heat in her belly catching fire and then exploding with no warning. She gritted her teeth as her body convulsed and shook, her pussy sopping wet and ready for me.
As her shoulders sank back against the headboard, she rubbed her face with her hands and laughed, shaking her head at me in disbelief. She leaned forward and grabbed my face with her hands, kissing me on the lips and then pulling me down on top of her. S
he pushed her leg up and around my waist, keeping the other flat and stable. I grabbed the base of my dick and guided it forward, feeling the warmth of her pussy swallowing me whole. I thrust my hips forward, laying down on top of her and grasping onto her thigh. She moaned out, feeling my throbbing cock deep inside of her, the head thick and pulsating from the blow job. I wanted to feel her, taste her, and give her more pleasure than she’d ever known.
I wanted to be deeper inside of her than I had been before, watching her dance across my body. I looked down deep into her eyes and leaned forward, pressing my lips against hers. My hips moved at a rapid pace, thrusting harder and harder with every moan and every whimper. I leaned back up, straightening her leg and rolling over on my back, pulling her with me. She sat up straight, straddling me, my cock still inside of her. I reached up and grabbed her hips and watched as she began to grind against me hard.
I watched as her tits bounced feverishly up and down, and I growled loudly as she spread her knees farther apart and took me in as deep as she could. As I slipped in and out of her, I could feel the heat in my stomach begin to get hotter. Just watching her ride me was going to send me over the edge, but I wanted to make sure that she had been satisfied completely. My hands moved back up to her hips, and I pushed down as my body thrust upward, her face showing every mark of pleasure that she was feeling. She quickly began to bounce up and down, sliding my cock almost out of her before I pushed her hips down fast and hard, her body slamming into mine. Faster and faster, she bounced until I was moving her with my hands so fast that she reached up and grabbed her tits, holding them firmly as my hips pushed up, meeting her in the middle.
As I began to roll my body into hers, she gasped, her shoulders and legs stiffening over top of me. The feeling of her pussy shaking and contracting around my cock was too much for me to hold on to, and I slammed her body down onto my cock, pushing as deep as I could and groaning loud as I released my load. Ribbons of pleasure flowed relentlessly through me, and we came simultaneously, my cock pulsing against her pussy. For several moments, our bodies lay still, frozen together, and unable to break away.
As the orgasms subsided, I could feel Reese relax into me, her eyes still shut firmly. She reached down and pulled me out of her, collapsing to the side of me as she attempted to catch her breath. I lay staring up at the ceiling, listening to my heart beating so loudly that I could hear it in my ears. That had been the most sensual and sexual experience of my life, and I had the pleasure of having it with my new fiancée and mother of my child. Everything about the experience was new, exciting, and mind-blowing in so many different ways. I turned my head and looked at Reese, who was smiling and looking into my eyes. She chuckled slightly and raised her head from the pillow, leaning forward on my chest.
“That was literally the most amazing sex we’ve ever had,” she said breathlessly.
“I’m pretty sure that was the best sex anyone has ever had,” I replied.
She plopped back down on the pillow and rolled onto her back, looking up at the same ceiling that I was staring at. We laid there in silence for a while, feeling closer in that moment than we ever had before. The silence of the house was no longer awkward or uncomfortable, and these days, we craved it. She turned her head again and looked at me.
“I love you so much, Blaine,” she whispered.
“I love you so much, fiancée,” I said with a smile.
She leaned forward and kissed my lips, pausing as she heard the sound of the baby beginning to cry on the monitor. She smiled and leaned up, kissing me on the nose. I watched as she pulled herself from the bed and walked over to the door, grabbing her red satin robe and wrapping it around her body.
“I’ll get this round,” she said before disappearing from the room.
I lay there listening to the monitor, hearing Reese’s sweet voice talking to Tucker and easily calming his crying. She had an amazing way with him, and it was like the two were on a whole other level than I was. I didn’t mind it, though. I knew that our children would crave their mother’s attention just as much as I did. As she hummed him a lullaby, standing over the crib, I got out of the bed and pulled my boxers back on.
I clicked off the monitor and slowly tiptoed out of the room and to the doorway of the baby’s nursery. I watched the silhouette of a woman and a baby, the two most important people in my life, sway back and forth as Tucker began to fall back to sleep. Slowly, I crept forward as she laid him in his crib, wrapping my arms around her shoulders and leaning my head against hers. We stared down into the crib, watching the baby sleep peacefully below. He was the most cherished person in our lives, and I wouldn’t have it any other way. These were the two people that could make me or break me, but I didn’t fear them at all. In fact, I stood back with open arms, wanting them to find comfort with me by their side.
I reached up and kissed Reese on the cheek, smiling at how happy she looked. She hadn’t been that happy since I started planning baby stuff when she was pregnant, and even then, the love that filled her eyes now wasn’t yet there at that point. I pulled my lips next to her ear and quietly cleared my throat.
“What would you think about having another one?”
“Really, you mean that?” She turned excitedly toward me.
“Absolutely,” I said, nodding. “There is nothing in this world I want more than to grow and strengthen a family with you.”
“After the wedding,” she said. “I want to look absolutely stunning for you at the wedding. When it’s done, then we can start trying for another baby. Is that okay?”
“That actually sounds perfect,” I said, smiling and pulling her into my body.
We looked back down at Tucker for just another minute before quietly tiptoeing from his room and closing the door behind us. I walked behind Reese as we made our way back to the bedroom. I turned the monitor on and climbed into bed, pulling her as close as I could and kissing the back of her neck.
“I will love you for the rest of my life,” I whispered.
“Longer,” she said back, turning her head and smiling.
We had finally gotten everything we wanted, everything that would make up our happily ever after.
The Perfect Gift
Blurb
She’s my sister’s Best Friend
And I want to give her something…BIG!
I am a billionaire businessman with an empire to run
Women were just an after thought in my life
Until that hot Christmas Eve
When I fell for those amazing curves of hers
It was supposed to be just for one night
After a long gap I see her again at my sister’s wedding
She’s still HOT as ever but avoiding me
I guess she is hiding something
Don’t worry son! Daddy’s gonna win back your Mommy!
Chapter 1: Dex
As the small symmetrical icy crystals floated gingerly from the sky and landed on the lawns of Central Park, I felt a sadness swell inside my chest. It was Christmas Eve, a time I relished when I was growing up. My parents always decorated the house to match the festive nature of the city with garlands, lights, and the smell of cinnamon and pine. They threw big lavish parties at their sky-high penthouse in Canton Commons. The wealthiest families in New York would put aside their high natured snobbery to bring gifts, food, and merry greetings to share with everyone else. As children, my sister Natalie and I would run around the house with the other children, playing with our toys and soaking up the feeling of Christmas. It had always been my favorite time of the year.
Years later, I found myself staring at the lights twinkling in the park, people walking hand in hand through the Christmas Eve snow, and carolers wishing people well, all the while feeling nothing but the silence of a now mostly empty home. After my parents died, the holidays stopped feeling like a magical time. There were no more parties, no more crackling fires, and the decorations sat in storage boxes, hoping one day to be picked up and used again.
My sister loved Christmas and tried to keep the spirit alive but it was too much for one person. With me running the company now, I didn’t have time for such frivolous things as holiday parties. It almost felt like my parents took the holidays with them when they passed.
Neither Natalie nor I had a family of our own, so we either spent the holidays with each other or I went to work and left her to her own devices. This year, with my pending travels approaching I decided not to work on Christmas Eve. I tried not to be the scrooge, so I gave my employees off on Christmas Eve and Christmas Day. Usually, I ended up spending that time alone in the office, eating Chinese food and watching A Christmas Story while going over financial reports. Everything was settled this year since I was going to be leaving soon and so there I sat, reminiscing and staring out at the city. It was cold outside, colder than any Christmas I remembered and even inside the penthouse, I kept my sweater on to fight the chill. I could hear Natalie down the hall, getting ready for something, though I thought she would be spending the evening here in the penthouse.