by Blue Saffire
“Why haven’t you ever said anything,” I ask with my brows furrowed. Sephora is amazing at her job, but I want her happy in her career.
“I planned to work for you for a few years and when I saved enough money I would start my company on the side. At least, that has always been the dream. I had no idea I would graduate and marry you. I also didn’t know that I would land one of my dream jobs out of the gate.
“I thought I would get an entry level job, work my way up and then I’d be able to build something of my own in five or ten years,” Sephora responds.
I search her eyes as I take in her words. “But you have married me. You already have the dream job, so why not go after the whole plan. I get it. You want to do this on your own. So I won’t take over and make it happen for you, but you haven’t touched a cent of the money you make working at FLI. I know this for a fact because I won’t let you,” I say the words as my own thoughts race on how I can make this happen for Sephora without taking control from her.
Sephora’s brows wrinkle. “I never thought about it that way. I…I, but we have the babies coming, and I have so much going on at FLI. The timing just isn’t right,” she shakes her head.
“Just think about what I am about to say. I will make it so that you can cut back at the office. You are already working from home, and we know your team is still responding to you. I am sure we can smooth things out. Meanwhile, I can hand you the sources to help you build your own company. It will be your baby. I will help you anytime you need me, but only if you want,” I offer.
The wheels are turning in my head. I want this for her. From seeing her and Mark’s work, they have something. I think they can really make something of their talent. I already have a list in my brain of all the right connections to make this happen for her.
“What about the babies, Nick,” Sephora asks with concern written all over her face. “One baby is enough to have to make adjustments in our lives. Two babies. Babe, I just don’t think this is the right time.”
I cup her face in my palms and kiss her lips. “Do you want this?” I ask sincerely.
“Yes, but…,” she starts.
“If you want this we will make it work. We can sit down with Mark and a team, and you can start your dream. We have plenty of time before the babies get here,” I give Sephora a look that lets her know that I will make this happen for her.
“Okay,” she says with a smile.
“Good girl,” I wink at her and her smile lights up her face.
“Thank you,” she squeals.
“I will always make your dreams come true,” I croon.
Sephora lifts a brow and squirms in my lap. “Really,” she purrs as her lids lower, and she bites her lip. “I have been having this one dream. Can I show you what happens in it?”
I smirk and run my hand up the back of her sweatshirt. My cock twitches as I confirm that she is not wearing a bra. I reach for one of her breasts with my other hand.
“Does showing me involve you losing this sweater,” I ask.
“Only if you are willing to come out of these jeans and this T-shirt,” she leans in to murmur against my mouth. Her tongue flicks out across my lips.
I cup the back of her head before she can pull away. I have missed her all day. Her lips taste like chocolate. I have noticed my little butterfly has been eating a lot more of it lately. I let my tongue dive into her mouth to get a better taste.
I groan as I deepen the kiss. I know I had a point in coming into this room, but as always when Sephora is around I lose my train of thought. I can’t even remember my name at times.
Her small hands tug my t-shirt up, and I lift my arms to pull it off and toss it. As I fling the shirt away, Sephora moves to unfasten my jeans. I kick my shoes off and reach for her sweater. Sephora lifts her arms, and I toss her sweater with my own shirt.
Before Sephora can get her hands back on my jeans, I stand and start for our bedroom. Our lips collide as I carry her up the hallway. This kiss is rough and hungry. Teeth, tongue, lips, I have a firm hold of her healthy thick ass. My cock is hanging halfway out of my jeans, aching to be inside her.
I need this now. With one hand I pull her shorts over to the side, I then reach to free my cock and balls. I guide Sephora onto my shaft as I continue toward our destination. Both of our heads fall back as she moans and I groan in pleasure.
Placing both hands back on her ass, I guide her up and down as I move forward. She feels so tight and wet. I don’t know if it is just in my mind, but her pussy feels so much better with her being pregnant.
“Oh,” I groan when Sephora latches onto my neck and starts to suck. It feels like her pussy starts to suck on my cock at the same time. “Damn, Baby.”
“Yes Nick,” Sephora moans into my ear.
“I want to taste you,” I grunt.
I finally have us in the bedroom. I walk over to the bed post, placing her back against it. Sephora lifts her legs higher on my back and locks them tighter around me.
“Hold onto the rings, Baby,” I command. I had this bed specially made with Sephora in mind. To the naked eye, the iron rings would just look like an ornate design. The metal rings serve several purposes. One of which being strong enough for her to hook her fingers in and hold onto.
Sephora follows my command hooking her fingers into two rings above her head. I thrust into her repeatedly. I want to taste her, but she feels too good for me to stop. I cover her hands and pound into her harder and faster as I feel my release coming.
I look into her eyes, and I see her honey-colored eyes glaze over with passion. They are speaking to me of her wants and needs. She doesn’t even know that she is wrecking me with just her eyes.
I release one of her hands and reach to pull down the fabric of her shorts, shoving my hand inside them to cup her lush ass as I pump in and out of her. I clench my jaw tight not wanting this to end, but knowing I am so fucking close. I’m going to blow, and I am going to blow soon.
“Nick,” Sephora screams as she gushes all over me.
“Oh fuck,” I growl as my release slams into me faster and harder than I am expecting. I fall right over the edge with her.
Sephora’s hand that I am not holding falls to wrap around my neck and drives into my hair. I drop my head into her neck and breathe her in. Shit, I can’t get enough of her. I release the hand I am holding and move her to the edge of the bed placing her there gently.
I drop to my knees, placing a kiss to her belly I pull her shorts from her waist. I peel her tiny shorts down her legs and watch as my seed gushes from her center as I remove the fabric.
I scoop our mixed juices up with my finger and hold it up to her lips. Sephora locks her lush lips around my finger and sucks it clean. I groan as I watch her swirl her tongue around my finger.
When my finger pops free from her mouth, I bend to latch my mouth onto her soaked pussy. I start to lap at her and flick her clit. Sephora bucks her hips and cries out. I love it when she purrs and cries for me. Hottest sounds ever.
I suck on her right lip, then the left. Her swollen pussy lips taste like candy in my mouth. When I stick my tongue into her core, I am rewarded with more of her sweet goodness.
“Nick, yes, Baby,” Sephora whimpers. “God, yes, that feels so good.”
I push two fingers into her and hook them inside of her. I beckon her love to the strum of my fingers. She is going to come for me and hard. So hard she is going to see stars. It is what I do to this body. This beautiful chocolate body that drives me fucking crazy.
“Shit, you’re pregnant with my babies,” I say in awe as that fact pops into my mind. “So fucking sexy, Baby.”
“Nick, please, I’m coming,” she cries out.
“Come for me, Baby. Show me how much you love what I do to you,” I grunt.
Sephora yells out my name as I latch onto her clit, and she shatters. I drink her up, lapping at her sweet nectar. Her fat pussy purrs in my mouth, gushing on my tongue.
I feast on her a li
ttle longer as my cock swells once again. I grab a hold of my shaft and squeeze. I need inside of my wife again.
I back off and look up at her. She is slain, but I just need her once more. “On your hands and knees,” I command.
Sephora huffs out a breathless laugh, but after a few seconds, she rolls onto all fours. Her ass in the air invites me in, and I take the invitation. I place my knee on the bed and guide my hard length into her soft core.
Her pussy quivers around me as she sucks me in deep. I grunt as I slide home. Sephora cries into the mattress. I slap her ass and watch as it ripples around my cock.
“Oh yeah, Baby,” I rasp as Sephora’s pussy squeezes around me, not once, not twice but four times, before she soaks my cock.
I grab ahold of both of her ass cheeks and spread them as I thrust into her from behind, hard. I lick the sweat from the tip of my nose as it starts to drip down my face. I don’t even want to stop to wipe it away.
Sephora’s moans are driving me on. I toss my head back and growl as I hit just the right spot. Sephora starts to keen. It is one long continuous moan that drives me insane. I bend over her body, cupping both of her breasts.
I grind into her, and I squeeze her heavy mounds. My sweat drips onto the back of her neck, causing me to dip my head and lick a path from the base of her neck up to her nape.
“Nick, I’m coming,” Sephora whimpers and shivers in my arms.
“Can you hold on just a little longer,” I breathe in her ear.
“Shit, Nick, I’m so close,” she cries.
I chuckle, pumping faster, chasing my own release. It doesn’t take long for us to come together. My hot seed explodes deep inside of her as I bellow out her name.
Sephora collapses beneath me and so do I, but I catch my weight before I land on her and crush her. I am content and just as spent as she is. I roll to my side and pull her into my arms. Forgetting everything and passing out from exhaustion as my head hits the pillow.
chapter Fourteen
Silence
Nick
I should be ecstatic right now. I am about to close a multi-billion-dollar deal, but something is off. It has been too quiet. Things have been going too smoothly, and the Blacks are no closer to finding me the answers that I need, no one is.
Once I became distracted with helping Sephora start her new company, I couldn’t bring myself to drag her into this. She is too happy. There has to be a way to keep her both safe and happy. Besides, if we can’t find this phantom, whatever she knows probably won’t get us any closer. At least, that is what I keep telling myself, it is what I need to believe.
I still have a bunch of deals that are flapping in the wind but this deal right here with snap them all in place. They need Nicholas Lincoln and FLI, not the other way around. I don’t know what the fuck has everyone’s hackles up, but that bullshit will cost them more than it will me.
Whatever this douchebag has been spewing, everyone has been tight-lipped about it. However, I have noticed I have been receiving looks of fear from my business associates. Not like the fear I used to receive in the boardroom.
The type of fear that comes with power and the command of authority. No, these looks of fear are the type of fearful looks you give to men like Brooklyn O’Brien and La Sella Locatelli, not me. So I can’t help but wonder what I seem to be missing.
“Gentleman, I think we need to stop stalling. Mr. Lincoln and I have given you our terms and a fair price for our services. What my team has designed will put your firm on the map. We can close this deal, and your company can go into the future with more than secure footing, or you can walk blindly through this economic shift, wishing on a star,” Sephora’s voice breaks into my thoughts bringing a smile to my face.
“Miss. Emilsson, your team, has done excellent work,” Summer, the VP of Natural Tech starts.
“Mrs. Lincoln,” I correct sharply.
“Oh, I am sorry, Mrs. Lincoln. Congratulations, by the way, to the two of you,” Summer says nervously. “Our firm’s concern comes from the fact that you were shopping this same deal to A&T a few months ago when we were first interested. They even outbid us then. We want to ensure there is nothing wrong with the design and that A&T will not be able to come back down the road to hold us liable for any disputes or intellectual property you may have already shared with them.”
“The A&T deal has nothing to do with this merger. This deal is being structured completely differently, and all rights and intellectual property belong to FLI. Your firm has nothing to worry about. As Sephora just mentioned this is a win, win situation. Either take it or we walk…,” I look down at my watch, “in the next sixty seconds. I have spent enough time here. I’m done playing these games. You have seen the performance, and I have offered more than enough. Take it or leave it.”
I already know they are going to sign the contracts. They are just stalling out. I have had enough. I am not changing my number, and they know this is a hell of a deal. They should be counting their blessings the deal with A&T fell through. Otherwise, their business would be going under.
“Everything looks in order to me,” Stern, the President of Natural Tech, speaks up quickly and clicks his pen open.
I snort to myself. Just as I thought. Over the next five years, this company is now guaranteed to generate three digit millions. I, in turn, will make billions. Like I said they were going to close this deal.
I look at Sephora, and she looks tired. We had to fly here to Vancouver for this deal. I think the trip and her schedule is taking a bit of a toll. She is only four months along now, but she has already started to pop. I love her little baby bump.
This is the first time I am noticing her looking so tired. She has been handling the new business and her workload like a champ, but right now she looks exhausted. That is why this meeting is ending for us. I want to get her back to the hotel and rested for a bit before we board the jet for home. It is just a short flight, but I’d rather her rest in the suite for a few hours.
“Ladies, gentleman, we are going to ask that you excuse us. Marcus will be overseeing the finalization of the contracts. My wife and I will need to head out,” I say as I smooth down my tie and stand.
I turn to Marcus Mairettie and shake his hand. I know he will handle things from here. I never have to worry about my legal team. Mairettie and Mairettie always does right by me and FLI.
“Good seeing you, Nick. Hope to see you on the East Coast soon,” Marcus says as we shake.
“We will make that happen soon,” I laugh. “Your brother owes me a rematch in a poker game.”
“Which one,” Marcus chuckles.
“Believe it or not Bobby. He suckered me into a game,” I reply.
“Yeah, he is the sleeper. See you soon,” Marcus chuckles and pats me on the shoulder. “And congratulations. On your beautiful wife and starting a family. I know it is the greatest feeling in the world. It was very nice to meet you, Sephora.”
“Likewise, Marcus. Thank you,” Sephora says with a tired smile. I wrap an arm around her waist and cover her bump with my hand protectively.
I kiss her temple and nod my goodbye to Marcus dismissing everyone else in the room. My job here is done. If I couldn’t fatten the pockets in this room, they wouldn’t give a care for my pregnant wife. My patience is limited today.
“How are you feeling,” I ask as I lead Sephora to the elevator.
“Hungry and sleepy,” she yawns.
“What would you like to eat,” I ask as I wrap my arms around her from behind as we wait for the elevator. I rest my chin on the top of her head and sway her gently.
“Something that is not going to make me feel like a cow,” Sephora sighs.
“Oh please, you are gorgeous, I knew you would be, but you are more adorable with your little bump than I ever dreamed of.
“You have to say that, you did this to me,” she huffs.
I laugh and place a kiss to her head. She really is beautiful in the grey wrap dress she is wearing.
She has started to wear more sensible heels, but they are still sexy on her.
“So cranky, I thought the babies were supposed to be the fussy ones,” I tease knowing I am going to piss her off, but not able to help myself. She has been so cute when she gets cranky.
“Shut up, Nick,” Sephora fusses, but her phone cuts her rant short. I sigh. I was looking forward to her little wrinkled nose and a little bit of her sassy attitude.
It would have turned me on. I have plans to help her go down for that nap at the hotel. I bury my face in her neck as I think of all of the things I want to do to her to help her have a peaceful nap.
“Ettie, what’s up,” Sephora says tiredly into the phone. “What….when….is she here already? Oh God, no we are in Vancouver.”
“What is it,” I ask turning her to face me.
“Kimmie is in labor,” Sephora says as her bottom lip trembles. “I’m going to miss it.”
“No, you won’t, Baby. We can go straight home,” I say as I kiss her forehead and pull my phone from my pocket.
I curse in my head this was what she had been afraid of as we had to do some travel over the last few weeks. She wants to be there so badly for the arrival of her new little niece. Honestly, I want to be there too.
Luke has been so excited and nervous. He has a big surprise for Kimmie once the baby is born. He finally came clean to Faraz and the only reason he is still breathing is because he allowed her to help with the surprise, well she actually took over.
Sephora and Ettie still don’t have a clue to what’s going on with Luke and Kimmie. I decided a long time ago that I am staying out of it, and I will deal with the aftermath when I have to. Sephora being pissed at me is much better than dealing with Kimmie and Luke’s drama. Those two give me a headache.
I send off a text to get our flight in order. The elevator arrives, and Sephora rushes in, ending her call. I can see the worry on her face.