Breathless: In Love With an Alpha Billionaire

by Shani Greene-Dowdell

  "Don’t get testy, Destiny. I have a right to ask as many questions as I need to feel comfortable about a man that you have in here over my children."

  My mouth flew open to spew some not so very nice things, but I couldn’t even get the first word out before he self-destructed.

  "You've got this…white man spending time with my kids. Just because he's rich doesn’t exempt him from being some kind of low life. And, the worst part of it is that he has my kids thinking he's their father. He’s overstepping his boundaries, because Montie Jr. and Montana have a father that’s here for them already?"

  I nodded, finally understanding that his frustrations had nothing to do with Jacob's color or bank account. It didn’t even have anything to do with jealousy.

  "Montie, you’re acting insecure. Your children will always know who their father is and that he loves them. I will make sure of it."

  "What?" he spat, shaking his head. "I am not insecure. I have no doubt that Montie and Montana will always know I’m their father. I just don’t like the idea of another person entering into the picture. It complicates things."

  "Montie, there is no reason for you to worry about Jacob. He’s a good man that has our children's best interest at heart, and no, he’s not trying to take your place," I assured him.

  "I just don’t want them to get attached and, when he bores of you and suddenly decides to leave, they will be hurt."

  "Get out of my house," I ordered through clenched teeth.

  "What? I'm just speaking the truth."

  "No, you’re being messy. I don’t know what is causing you to be concerned with what’s happening in this house, when you weren’t concerned with it when it was your home. But let me just be clear, I love Jacob, he loves me, and we are far from bored."

  His eyes got big as he leaned back in the chair.

  He crossed his arms and glared at me with disdain. "So, just like that, you love this motherfucker?"

  "Montie, Montana, your dad’s here. Get your bag and come on, sweeties," I called out and went to wait by the door. I heard their footsteps tracking toward where we were in the foyer.

  "I am just concerned," Montie whispered close to my ear.

  I leaned away from him and asked, "Now, who’s overstepping boundaries?"

  "Daddy," Montana said, breaking into the awkward moment. He swooped her up into his arms and hugged her while stealing glances at me.

  Junior came into the foyer, as well. “Hey dad,” he said.

  "Are you ready to have some fun with your dad this weekend?" Montie asked them both.

  “Yah!” said Montana.

  "What are we going to do?" Junior asked.

  "Well, I thought we could go see that new Transformers movie."

  "Jacob already took us to see that," Junior said.

  “Well, how about we see the Justice League? I got my hands on an advanced copy.”

  “Saw that one too,” Junior said.

  Montie looked at me, and I shrugged. If he wanted to be a good father to his kids, he had to step his game up, because Jacob was bringing it in a major way. I leaned down and kissed my babies, and waved as they left the house.

  "Have a good time," I said.

  *******

  Jacob arrived an hour later and I was still reeling over the indecency of Montie’s concerns. When I opened the door, I was relieved to see him. I pulled him into the house and wrapped my arms around him, kissing his hot lips.

  "God, I needed that," I moaned, smiling up at him. "You have no idea how much."

  "Me too," he replied. "You know we could forfeit dinner and go straight for dessert," he winked at me, moving in for another kiss.

  "As much as that sounds appetizing, I have been looking forward to getting out of the house for some adult interaction. How about we make it short and sweet?"

  He groaned but nodded. "I guess I’ll have to hang in there. You hear that man?" he said gesturing to the hard steel beneath his slacks.

  "I know, it’s a terrible life,” I laughed. “Let me grab my purse."

  When I got back to the door, he brushed his tongue against my lips. "This better be short, or else I’m going to punish you when we get back," he spoke raggedly.

  “Well, what’s a girl to do with that type of threat?” I bit down on my lip and reveled in his challenge. “Who knows, I might just take my punishment.” I winked.

  “Keep looking at me like that and I bet you won’t make it to the damn car.” He opened the door and pulled me to him and our bodies melded as one. His hands snaked down my back and palmed an ass full of cheeks. He pulled me closer to him, as if it were even possible. “I can’t wait to make love to you,” he muttered into the fold of my neck, where he left a trail of butterfly kisses.

  After spinning my world out of control, he took my hand and escorted me to the car. Well, I floated behind him like an intoxicated sailor.

  On the road to the restaurant, I found myself watching him. I loved him and I didn’t care who knew it. The fact that my ex got me so riled up about it bothered me, but I was glad Montie knew that I was in love with Jacob.

  "I love you, you know that, right?" I asked him.

  “Yes, and you know how much I do love you."

  I nodded and gazed out the window. No other words needed saying. I reached over and grabbed his hand. We held hands the rest of the way to the restaurant. When we arrived, we went inside and they immediately sat us. It was my first time at Bacchanalia's. Therefore, Jacob placed our orders.

  "I love the way you decorated my bedroom. You captured exactly what I wanted," he said making a note of the vintage American soldier pictures I framed to match his bedroom set. I found a commemorative US flag quilt for his bed to match.

  "I'm glad you like it. It's been a while since you told me you wanted those pictures, so I knew you would be surprised when I went over today while you were in your meeting to put them up," I said, enjoying the glee in his eyes.

  "I really was surprised, especially with the picture of my great grandfather in his uniform. That one got to me," Jacob said, staring at me for a long time. "I'm a lucky man to have found someone like you. I don’t ever intend to let you go, not for any reason. I want you to be mine, forever."

  “Whoa, I think I’m the lucky one. I'm just honored to be able to get something as memorable as those pictures done for you. You work hard and you deserve special things. It made me happy to do it," I replied, taking a drink of water. I had to take in the fact that Jacob just admitted to wanting me forever…like every day for the rest of his life. He’d told me before how he felt, but I believed what he’d just said like I believed in air to breathe. "How’s the opening of the Delaware office going?" I asked, changing the subject.

  "It's coming along; should be happening by the end of the month," he smiled, showing his pretty whites through his gorgeous beard.

  "That’s great news. Is everything still good with you working out of Atlanta? I mean, I know they miss you at the Miami headquarters," I fished for his feelings about the move.

  "With me being here, we've had a spike in Georgia business and Miami is still strong, so it’s a win-win financially."

  “Why do I hear a but in your answer?”

  “Sales increases are wonderful, but the downside is that headquarters is in Miami, so I’ll be doing a lot of travel. I just want you to be aware of that, but I have no intention of leaving Atlanta, unless you and the kids are with me." His intense glare sent butterflies moving through my stomach.

  “I’m fine with travel, as long as I know you’re coming back.”

  “You’ll never have to worry about that…ever.” A sexy but dangerous look entered his eyes. “Why are you questioning whether I’m staying in Atlanta? Did Montie get out of line today when he picked up the kids?" he asked.

  “I don’t really want to talk about him." The waiter brought our food, while Jacob was giving me a concerned look. I took a bite of my salad.

  "Don’t
play me for a fool, Destiny," he spoke, a hint of a smirk on his lips. "I can tell something is bothering you, and you’re always like this when Montie’s weekend rolls around."

  I focused on my food, not making eye contact. His eyes burned a hole through me, so I couldn’t look away for too long. "He’s just Montie being Montie. No big deal," I said.

  "See that’s the kind of thing I’m not going to have happening with my woman. He’s not going to keep coming around upsetting you like this and leaving me to have to deal with it. I think it’s time for me and Montie to have a talk. Tell me what happened."

  "Fine," I mumbled as I put my fork down. "Montie did say a few things today that got me thinking, that’s all."

  "Go on," Jacob sat back in his seat.

  I swallowed the hard lump in my throat. "You wouldn’t leave me because you were bored with me, would you?" I asked. “I try not to let him get to me, but I can’t help but see the glaring similarity of his claim of what you’ll do to me and what you did to Justine,” there I said it. World War III was probably looming after my admission, but Jacob did leave Justine without warning after he hooked up with me in a bout of insta-love.

  "So, you don’t trust that what we have is real?”

  “I’m not saying that, because I believe it is, but—”

  “Look, Montie knows how to stir up your insecurities the same way Justine plays on my emotions. We can’t let them do that to us. In order for us to work, we have to trust that if one of us walked off the side of the earth that it’ll be okay to follow because that’s how well we know each other’s heart and intentions.”

  “I trust you, Jacob. I really do,” I said.

  “And I'm satisfied right where I am and I’m not leaving, even if Montie cries foul every two weeks," he said, looking intently at me. "Besides, your multiple personalities keep the excitement going."

  I laughed, feeling a blush creeping up my neck.

  "One minute he's asking why you aren’t there. The next minute he's saying you're around too much and questioning your boundaries with the kids and…" I paused and took a sip of my wine.

  "And what?"

  "Talking about you being white."

  "Does that bother you?" he asked, pushing his plate away from him.

  "Not one bit. I wouldn’t have you anyway but the way you are."

  "Have the kids said anything about it?"

  "No, they don't see color. They only see the love you show them."

  "I don’t care what anyone thinks as long as we all see the human side of each other. Everything else is other people's problems," he said and pulled his dinner plate back in front of him.

  I picked up my fork and went back to enjoying dinner, as well. I didn’t notice him glaring at me until I saw his fork still on the plate and he wasn’t moving.

  "Why aren't you eating?" I asked.

  "Do you question my boundaries with your children?" he asked as his phone beeped. He glanced at it and looked annoyed. "I only want them to be comfortable around me, but if you think I need to back off…" he was saying.

  "No! I love the way things are going. I wouldn’t change it for anything." I gave him a reassuring smile. "Trust me…I believe we are moving in the right direction. I don’t want you to change a thing."

  "Good, because I have really been enjoying myself." Slowly, a smile crept on his lips and he finally started eating again.

  "Me too. I’ll tell you what, Jacob. Let’s eat and go back to your condo to read a good book in your new bed. It looks sturdy enough for a lot of reading, but I wonder how sturdy it really is," I said.

  "I’m sure it’s sturdy enough for me to read you until you forget your ex’s bullshit," he said.

  I took a few more bites then looked at him. Suddenly, I was not nearly as hungry for food, but I had a thirst for knowledge that could only be found in the book of Jacob.

  "What ex?" I giggled.

  He laughed, put down the cash to pay for the bill, and grabbed my hand.

  In no time, we were in the car, heading toward his place.

  CHAPTER NINETEEN

  JACOB

  Satisfaction

  I felt her lips on my neck as we crashed down to the bed. Her body was softly grinding underneath mine. "Oh God, you are so damn sexy, Destiny. Give me what’s mine," I whispered against her heated, caramel colored skin, as I trailed my lips up to hers. My tongue dove deep inside of her mouth, excavating what I needed as our tongues eagerly sought one another out. As we kissed, I spread her legs and draped each over my shoulders. I reached my hand down to touch her ripened clit and groaned with desire. Guiding my rock hard cock into her warmth, I slipped inside her and our bodies just molded together.

  "Oh Jacob," she whimpered as her soft body trembled against mine. She moaned repeatedly, as I thrusted deeper and deeper inside of her heat.

  She clenched her thighs together and grinded her pelvis hard against mine, eagerly engulfing my full length. She pulled and I pushed. My enlarging steel pulsating with each thrust, she continued to milk me for all I was worth.

  “That’s right, fuck me baby!” I growled out. I didn’t know how long I would last with the way she devoured me into her slippery tightness then released me only to accept me into her sweet heat once more. I traveled as deep into her body as I could fit.

  "Oh. My. Dear. Heavens…" she cried out to the heavens as a violent wave rippled through her trembling body. “I’m coming, Jacob.

  "Let it go, baby. How does it feel?" I stretched her legs wide and pounded inside of her, showing no mercy as her succulent cream coated my cock. “Say it. Tell me how it feels. Talk to me.”

  "Yes…yes…oh God yes, it feels so good! I can’t take it anymore," she hollered and moaned, arching her back to receive each thrust with precision.

  My poster bed banged against the wall. I didn’t hear squeaking springs, which told me the bed was worth every penny. “Well, at least we know the bed is good,” I said.

  "Shut up and fuck…me," she screamed, as more of her juices sprang forth, covering my stomach and upper thighs.

  I stroked her juicy cunt, making good on my promise that her ex-husband would be the last thing on her mind tonight. The only thing I wanted on her mind was the sensation that accompanied each stroke. The way her body constantly quivered beneath mine told me I accomplished that goal.

  "I want to ride you," she muttered.

  I rolled us over, allowing Destiny to take the reign. She slid down my cock with ease and, when she crashed onto me, I called out her name. "Destiny… Ugh… You’re going to make me come," I breathed against her scorching hot skin, as my lips covered every reachable part of her body.

  “Come with me, Jacob,” she bounced unrelentingly atop of me.

  I growled when a gush of cum ejaculated hard into her tight walls. Her legs trembled vigorously, causing her to collapse on top of me. I slowly released the grip I had on her hips and rolled on top of her. My lips explored her nipples, sucking them hard into my mouth then gently kissing them. Next, I had a focused takeover of her lips.

  "Hmmm…" she moaned, slipping her tongue inside and seductively maneuvering it around my lips. She held tight around my neck. My arms wrapped snugly around her waist.

  I flipped her over and lowered my body onto hers so that my chest pressed hard against her breasts. My tongue circled her earlobes as she whimpered beneath me. Trailing down to her neck, I sucked tenderly, nibbling lightly on her skin.

  Our lovemaking became less of a conquest and more of a supernatural connection, as we remained eye to eye, in the heat of the moment. That’s why we had to be forever. I could never go back to life without passion like this; there is no life without my Destiny.

  "Ooooh Jacob—" she closed her eyes and whimpered again, this time digging her nails into my back. She looked so beautiful as I crawled up her body.

  My erection grew thick between her thighs, and my breathing ragged. I slipped inside her heat and we made lo
ve until orgasm erupted through the both of us. I breathed pleasure heavily in her ear. The rhythm of our breaths lulled me to sleep, completely satisfied.

  CHAPTER TWENTY

  JUSTINE

  One Last Chance

  "Argh!" I screamed, when his voicemail picked up. I could not believe Jacob had dismissed me like a piece of worn out trash, after all the years I loved him unconditionally. I loved him when he was a big glasses wearing goofball that no one wanted to talk to. I remember the first time I took up for him, when the other kids were bullying him. I made them all back down.

  "Jacob is my friend!" I told Rochelle Ballard as she stood her fat ass in front of him and pushed him down with one hand.

  "And what's that supposed to mean?" she asked stepping to me, before I cold cocked her in the dead center of her nose.

  She fell to the ground like a Titan and all the kids laughed as she struggled to get up. I jumped on top of her and punched the dummy until she passed out. She never messed with Jacob or me again.

  We were tight from that day forward. Down like two flat tires. We even went to prom together our junior and senior years, because one or the other didn’t have a date each year.

  We put our friendship over everything. When we graduated high school, we went on to Princeton to complete our college career. To everyone who knew us, it was only right for us to become one. But when Jacob didn’t show me that type of attention, I fell hard for my ex-fiancé, Rick, which turned out to be a mistake when he left me at the altar.

  Jacob had thrown his life into his family's business. His main interest was keeping his family's legacy alive. I could appreciate that, but there was no place for me in that equation. I tried to work with him and help him with the business, but eventually I got in the way.

  Therefore, I was happy when I found Rick; all the way until my wedding day. Jacob watched me fall apart on what was supposed to be my special day, as did three hundred other invited guests when Rick didn’t bother to show up. I found out he had another woman and a kid three weeks later when I caught up with him at his job.