Pregnant By Her Older Billionaire 2: A BWWM Marriage Love Story For Adults (Matthew and Cara)

by Katie Dowe

  “Of course. What is this color?” he asked her.

  “It is green!” she piped up.

  “Good girl.” He turned to look what his elder son was up to. “Hey buddy no dumping stuff into the water.”

  Joel dropped the bucket and raced over to his father and sister, taking the popsicle and saying thanks before racing off as fast as his chubby legs could carry him to his aunt who was just coming from around the corner of the garden where she had been discussing with one of the gardeners the wisdom of cutting down the large pine tree at the front of the grounds.

  “Auntie Jen! Aunty Jen!” she caught him quickly before he could fall and walked with him over to where the others were.

  “What do I tell you about running all over the place especially with food in your hand?” she asked him chidingly.

  “I will fall,” he said solemnly using his tongue to lick the Popsicle running down his fingers. “I have green Popsicle and Janice has red one.”

  “Very good,” she sat with him on her lap on one of the lounge chairs and watched with indulgence as Janice snuggled into her father’s arms licking her Popsicle enthusiastically. Cara was just coming out of the water with Jeremy and the baby was holding onto her tightly, his face buried in her bosom.

  “I was thinking we could have dinner outdoors.” Jennifer commented. “You could fire up the grill that has not been used in such a long time and we could have hamburgers and hot dogs and some vegetables.”

  “Sounds like a good idea. We could give Caleb the time off from cooking.” Cara said reaching for the towel and drying off her son.

  “Caleb does not allow people in his kitchen so in reality he is the one who does not need a time off. We could ask him to bake some pies for dinner.” Jennifer said.

  “Okay it is settled. Ready to watch daddy try his hand at the grill?” Matthew hoisted his daughter in the air and swung her around much to her delight.

  “Yeah daddy!” she screamed.

  They had a pleasant afternoon outside. They had gone in to change and come back outside to watch as Matthew and one of the gardeners pulled the grill from the store house and get charcoal as well. Both Jennifer and Cara had to keep the twins away from their father as they wanted to see what he was doing. Jeremy was placed into a portable cot outside under the shade of a Sycamore tree where he was sleeping peacefully in spite of the noise his brother and sister were making. Very soon the smell of meat roasting and vegetables steaming filled the air and Caleb came out with a freshly baked apple pie when they were ready to eat.

  They did not go inside until after nine and by that time the children were pleasantly drowsy and ready for bed.

  Chapter 13

  The Palm Trees Hotel was ablaze with lights and the valet were kept on their toes as the vehicles kept pulling up and people getting out. The largest conference room had been dedicated to the function being held by Logan’s Software. Cara and Jennifer had been in discussion with the concierge and the hotel manager for the added surprise birthday party that Cara had no idea how her husband was going to react.

  She had woke up this morning and tiptoed out of the room in the early hours and went into the kitchen to prepare breakfast for him herself. It was his favorite: oatmeal with berries and warm maple syrup poured all over it. Caleb had showed her how to make it with the cinnamon and nutmeg on top. She had also made the pot of coffee as it was too early for the kitchen staff to start working yet. She had also sliced strawberries and put them on top.

  She carried the tray carefully up the stairs peeking into the children’s rooms to check if they were still sleeping. Janice had her thumb in her mouth and her bottom in the air and was fast asleep. Joel had his favorite stuffed toy clutched to him. He slept on his side and Cara placed the tray on a table and pulled the sheets carefully over him bending to kiss him lightly on the cheek before taking up the tray and heading down the hallway to her suite. She eased the door open slowly and smiled in satisfaction as she saw that he was still asleep sprawled on his stomach, the upper half of his body bare.

  They had started making love again a month ago and had been at it almost every night as if trying to make up for the time when they were not able to do so. She took off the robe she had put on to go downstairs and climbed back onto the bed, removing the sheets, her eyes taking in the tautness of his buttocks. She could not help it as she ran her hands over him slowly loving the feel of his taut flesh. She had no idea that he was awake until she felt his hand between her legs. “This must be my birthday gift.” He murmured huskily, his hand creeping nearer to her pubic area.

  “Among other things.” She whispered, gasping as his fingers entered her.

  “I love it.” He murmured, his green gaze holding hers.

  He had eaten the meal and then he had taken her right after, eating a slice of strawberry and then transferring it to her mouth. That had been this morning and now they were at the hotel.

  “I am not sure I like what you are wearing,” he said looking at her and frowning as they made their way into the room where the function was being held.

  “Why? Too long?” she asked him innocently.

  “Too revealing,” he told her tightly. It was a slinky ice blue material that covered and molded her curves and moved in sinuous movements like a snake wrapped around her. It had a deep plunging neckline that negated her wearing a bra so there were glimpses of her creamy curves. She had on a dazzling sapphire necklace that he had given her for her birthday in April and matching earrings. Her hair was loose around her face and her makeup was flawless. She had handed her stole to the check coat girl and put her hand in the crook of his arm as they made their way into the room.

  “Don’t worry I am never leaving your side,” she whispered, her mouth curving into a smile. She waved a hand at Marissa who was standing in one corner with a group of women she knew and saw when the girl excused herself and hurried over. “Girl you are burning hot!” she exclaimed looking at her friend wide eyed.

  “Please do not give my husband another reason for me to go home and change.” Cara told her dryly taking her from him and giving her a hug. She was wearing a black and white Dior that suited her to perfection.

  “I am putting you on duty to keep an eye on her.” Matthew told Marissa. “I have to go and chat up some people.”

  “I take my duties seriously.” Marissa told her with a grin. She waited until he was at a distance before she asked. “Does he know?”

  “That we are planning to ambush him and shout happy birthday?” Cara said dryly. “No.”

  “Good, I love surprises.” Marissa said with a grin.

  “How are things with you and John?” she had noticed the girl’s husband in avid discussion with some other hoteliers and realized that Matthew had opened the function to his associates as well.

  “We are tiptoeing around the subject of little Denzel.” Marissa told her with a sigh. “We are not Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie what makes me thinks that he would welcome the idea of taking on a black kid and putting his name to him? His children can barely stand me as it is and I have a feeling that some of their resentment is due to the color of my skin. I have brought Denzel over several times but apart from looking at him lying there in the crib he has shown no interest whatsoever and then I think that if I leave him how am I going to afford to take care of a kid?”

  “So you have not decided what you want to do yet?” Cara asked her sympathetically.

  “I keep telling Janet that I will let her know but I have a feeling that I am going to have to let the opportunity pass me by. I did poor honey and I don’t think I can go back there again especially with a child.” She said with a sigh.

  “We are going to think of something don’t worry.” She patted her friend’s hand as several people came over to join them.

  Jennifer came over and finally introduced her to the doctor she had been seeing. William was a tall stately looking man with gray hair and a gentle demeanor. Cara took a liking to him immediately an
d whispered to Jennifer that she did which pleased the woman immensely.

  The function was halfway through when Cara walked up to the podium and took the microphone. “Good evening ladies and gentlemen.” She smiled as her husband turned to look up at her. “For those of you, who do not know me, my name is Cara Logan and I am married to that absolutely gorgeous man right over there, by the name of Matthew Logan. I know he would have preferred it to be kept a secret but I have gone ahead with the help of my sister in law; Jen, don’t think I am going to take the heat for this all by myself.” She paused and waited for the laughter to abate before she continued. “I want to wish my husband, the love of my life, the father of our beautiful children and the most amazing man I know a very happy birthday!” she turned to the musicians and nodded. “And I am also going to ask him to dance to this song with me.”

  It was a musical rendition of Jeffry Osborne’s Love Ballad and she stepped down carefully as he came and offered her his hand and led her to the dance floor, his green eyes holding hers. “Should I be mad?” he asked her as he took her into his arms and held her close to him.

  “Are you?” she asked him softly looking up at him.

  “How can I be when you declared to the room that I am the most amazing man you have ever met.” He asked her huskily, his head bent towards hers.

  “And you are,” she whispered putting her hands around his neck and moving in sync with him as they circled the dance floor.

  “Is there cake?” he asked her, his eyebrows rose.

  “And presents and champagne” she told him with a smile. “There are also tons of balloons.” As if on cue the red, white, blue and silver balloons were released and drifted to the ceiling and the music changed and someone belted out ‘Happy Birthday to you’. And a large cake was wheeled into the room with the words ‘Happy birthday to a wonderful husband, brother and father!’ and a single candle burning on top.

  “Make a wish.” She whispered as she walked over to the trolley that had the cake on it, her hand in his.

  “I already have everything I need,” he whispered back and bending slightly he blew out the candle and smiled as they applauded.

  “Speech!” someone shouted.

  Matthew looked at her, his eyes promising her payback and turned to the crowd. “My wife trapped me into this celebration and I understand that Jennifer is partly responsible as well.” He smiled at his sister. “I usually never celebrate birthdays because it has a way of reminding us how old we are getting. But since I met Cara she has shown me a happiness that is beyond anything I have ever known.” He lifted her hand and kissed it tenderly. “She has shown me that age has nothing to do with being happy or finding the love of your life and I owe her a debt of gratitude. She has also given me three beautiful children so when she called me amazing I have to correct her and say that she is the amazing one and I am the luckiest man in the entire world. Thank you and enjoy the rest of the evening.”

  The rest of the evening was spent eating the cake and drinking the champagne that seemed to be unending.

  “I have something else for you.” She told him as they circled the dance floor for the third time.

  “I don’t think my heart can take it.” He told her with an indulgent smile.

  “This you can take,” she told him mysteriously as she led him out of the room. “I booked a room for the night. We leave early in the morning because I know you have an early morning meeting.”

  “You are going to eat cake off my body?” he asked her huskily allowing himself to be led towards the elevator that would take them to the penthouse suite.

  “Among other things.” She told him with a smile.

  She helped him off with his jacket and his shirt and pulled his tie before stepping out of the dress revealing that she had been wearing absolutely nothing underneath it. “It’s a good thing I did not know this while we were down there,” he murmured huskily. “I would not have been able to control myself.” He started to take off his pants but she stopped him.

  “Let me.” She whispered. She took her time and when he was out of his pants and underwear she held him between her hands stroking him tenderly and sending him into a spasm of desire that shivered through his entire body.

  “I love you so much,” she whispered coming closer to him. “Nothing can ever change that.” She bit down on his lip gently and had him going almost cross eyed as the jolt of desire tore through his body. She released him and ran her hands over his solid chest loving the feel of the crisp hair there and his heart beating rapidly beneath his warm flesh. He lifted his hands and clasped her head to keep her steady as his mouth took hers in a kiss that had her sagging against him weakly.

  He lifted her and took her to the bed where he put her down slowly not wanting to break the kiss. She clung to him as her body moved against his eagerly. She pushed at him and he fell back and she climbed on top of him reaching for the champagne bottle nestling in the bucket. He watched her as she poured some into a glass and drank it down before putting the glass back onto the table. She had kept back some of the bubbly inside her mouth and she slid down his taut muscled body and dribbled the liquid down it causing him to gasp as the coldness of the liquid encountered his warm flesh. She spent some time licking it off until she reached his pubic area.

  A groan escaped his lips as she touched him slowly not stopping until she touched the tip of him with her tongue, the coldness of her tongue igniting the passion inside him and having him shudder even before she took him inside her mouth. He was as hard as a rock and he gripped the sheets with his fingers as she continued to take him deeper inside her mouth. He felt as if the top of his head was going to blow off any minute now. He could not stand it another minute. And he reached for her to pull her up but she released him only to start nibbling at his testicles.

  “Baby please,” he gasped reaching for her. “I can’t please no baby it’s too much.” She came up then and moved over him to take him inside her, spreading her hands on his chest, she bore down on him and he started moving up and into her, his hands tight on her hips as he guided her movements. Their eyes held as the desire shivered through them. He pushed up into her holding her fast and holding still so she could feel him pulsing inside her. Cara moaned and arched her back lifting her body and feeling him deep inside her. He spun her over and lifting her legs to his shoulders his thrusts became desperate and rapid as his passion took over and his control slipped.

  *****

  “Logan is right,” John Coulter commented as soon as they stepped inside the apartment. He had been silent all the way home and she had not said anything to him.

  She had watched her friend and her husband and felt the pain of envy go through her at what Matthew said. The whole world could see the love they had for each other and she knew she never had that.

  “About what?” she asked as she hung up her coat carefully.

  “About age having nothing to do with happiness.” He took hold of her arm as she made to move past him. She just wanted to go somewhere to curl up and have a good cry. “I am happy with you and I need to remember that. I thought I made a mistake in marrying someone so young and I have been listening to my children but I really do not want to lose you Mar,” he said reverting to the pet name he had used in the early years of their marriage and when they had been dating. She hesitated and turned to look up at him. She had been wondering what to do and how she would manage if she left him and had not been able to come up with a solution.

  “We have drifted apart John and I have been thinking that maybe we made a mistake because we want different things. I know I agreed with you that we have no need for children and it is not fair for me to have changed my mind but I have and I am so in love with this little boy that I am even starting to dream about him. I go to the center everyday just so I can spend time with him. His mother has started school so I get to be with him until she gets home.”

  “If it means so much to you then I can try.” He told her with a little s
mile. “I won’t have to get up at odd hours of the night do I?”

  “I will get up I promise and I am so grateful that you are even considering it.”

  “I don’t want to lose you.” He told her softly.

  *****

  “We are going to get fat,” Matthew grumbled as they ate slices of the delicious cake and drank glasses of champagne.

  “No we are not,” Cara said with a grin as she smeared some of the frosting onto his mouth. They had fallen into exhausted slumber after making love twice and had woken up at two and found that they were starving. “We get to work off the pounds in very vigorous lovemaking.”

  “I love that plan.” He reached over to lick the frosting off her lips, his tongue moving over her mouth slowly. “Maybe we should start now.” He whispered as he put away his glass and pulled her into his arms.

  “I think so too.” She whispered as she took his lips with hers in a slow and heated kiss.

  “We are going to be a wreck if we do not get some sleep,” he murmured against her mouth.

  “We don’t need sleep,” she told him huskily, pulling his head back down to hers.

  *****

  Cara stretched luxuriously on the bed a smile on her face. They had come home just in time for Matthew to take a quick shower and go off to work. They had gone back to sleep around three and had fallen asleep in each other’s arms. He had given her a quick kiss before leaving the room. He had told her that it was the best birthday he ever had and she had felt a sense of accomplishment.

  Carolyn had called her two days ago and things were very different. “He is bending over backwards to make things right Cara and we are getting along fine. I want to thank you and Matthew for putting up with my drama as you did.”

  “You are welcome.” Cara had told her. She had seen how her niece was thriving and had every intention of purchasing some more things online and sending it to her.

  She loved her life and she had finally learned to appreciate what she had and not wait for the other shoe to drop. What she and Matthew had was real and there was no doubt about that. She glanced over at the glaring red light of the bedside clock and realized that it was after seven. She got up and went to the bathroom to take a quick shower and slipped into a dark blue wool suit. The weather had gotten chilly and she was planning to go to the center for part of the day but first she needed to see her children.