Billionaire's Single Mom_A Billionaire Romance

by Claire Adams

  “Whoa, my god, I have missed this, it’s so nice and so big,” I said as I rested my head on the bed.

  Elijah continued to thrust into me, and my whole body became his temple as my pussy worshiped the feel of his cock filling me. My pussy stretched and gripped him as his body pleased mine, I wriggled and squirmed as I grabbed handfuls of the bed sheets. I could feel my pussy stretched beyond belief as Elijah thrust harder and harder, my juices flowed and I could feel the fire of passion welling up inside of me.

  “Damn, this feels good, your pussy perfect,” Elijah said as his body pushed against mine. “I want to look into your eyes when we cum,” Elijah said as he slid his cock from my pussy.

  I rolled onto my back and spread my legs, Elijah moved forward and rubbed his huge cock against the mound of my wet pussy. My clit throbbed, as he rubbed the head of his cock against it and he spread my lips as his body pushed forward and his cock slid slowly into me.

  Elijah leaned over me, and his hips began to increase their rhythm, his cock moved deep inside me as he leaned forward and placed hip lips on mine. I could feel his hot shallow breath as we kissed, his tongue flicked over my lips, and I threw my head back as my pussy was stimulated by his touch.

  I raised my legs and wrapped them Elijah’s waist, and my body pulled him closer to me as our bodies became entwined with our lovemaking. Our bodily rhythms combined and we thrust against each other, and the animal magnetism within us reached fever pitch.

  “Elijah, my god,” I said as I dug my nails into his back.

  He moaned as my nails dug deeper into his skin.

  Elijah increased his loving tempo, his body pulsed into my wet pussy like a machine, his hips thrust forward, and his cock filled me and pleased every part of my pussy. I looked up into Elijah’s eyes and could see he was indeed making love to me rather than just having a good fuck, all of the tenderness of him was being used to pleasure and please me, in the only way he could.

  I caressed my breasts and squeezed, my nipples had been hard since our bodies had touched and as I pinched them, small pains of pleasure flowed into my stomach. I could feel the power of the fire deep inside my pussy start to flow as the force of Elijah’s cock readied my pussy to release my body in a shower of orgasms.

  I gripped his body tight with my legs and pulled his hips closer to me, his manhood filled my pussy and my clit electrified as he rubbed against me.

  “This feels like heaven, I wish you could make love to me forever,” I whispered as I kissed him on his neck.

  “It will be forever, I promise.”

  Elijah smiled at me as he increased the power of his thrusts, my pussy slapped against his body as his cock drilled deeper into me. The fire inside of me began to spread from my pussy and fill my body, my stomach trembled, and my legs wobbled. I was nearing the point where my body would explode, and I would be filled with pleasure and satisfaction beyond my wildest dreams.

  “Harder, Elijah. Fuck me harder,” I murmured.

  I pulled his body closer to mine, and I raised my hips in my own rhythm, I arched my back and thrust my hips forward, our bodies slapped against each other as our lovemaking neared the final crescendo.

  I closed my eyes as Elijah squeezed my tits as his cock rammed into my wanting pussy, my body ached and wanted him to complete me. Elijah thrust harder and faster, his body offering its ultimate sacrifice. I could feel his body was nearing the point of no return and it would release itself to finish with me.

  His cock filled my pussy and our bodies combined as one, one act of love between us. We filled each other with pleasure, and our bodies returned the favor as they thrust against each other. My pussy began to throb as Elijah’s cock pushed it to the limit, my body filled with the intensity of a fire.

  “Elijah, I’m going to come soon. Come with me,” I whispered roughly.

  “I want to,” he replied as he increased the speed of his thrusts.

  Our bodies blended into one, and we reached the point. I was close to coming. Elijah’s body tense as he neared the point of no return.

  Elijah’s whole body tensed and he shortened his thrusts into me.

  My body filled with swirls of emotion and sensations I couldn’t explain. I was as if my body had been hit with waves of pleasure. I could feel the power of Elijah’s body as his body released his come and my body flooded me with total acceptance. We reached the final point, and we slumped together, the power of our lovemaking had left us exhausted. I rolled onto my back and cuddled close as my body regained its breath.

  I placed my head on Elijah’s chest and looked into his eyes.

  “Elijah, I have always known you would never become your father,” I said.

  “How did you know?”

  “You are a good man, and you just had to know and believe it yourself,” I replied.

  “I think you bring out the best in me,” Elijah said as he pulled me closer toward him.

  “The best was always there. It just needed to be shown,” I replied.

  As I laid there close to Elijah, I could sense that he was indeed the man for me. He still had worries and problems which I could understand, but I knew that with me he could overcome all of his worries and concerns.

  “Elijah,” I whispered.

  “Yes Kendall,” he replied.

  “Everything will be fine, I can feel it,” I said as I looked into his beautiful eyes.

  “I know. I have the same feeling,” Elijah replied.

  Chapter Thirty-Seven

  Elijah

  I opened my eyes and looked over the bed. I could see Kendall laid at the side of Bo and me had found his spot over the bottom of the bed. He laid there and looked at me and wagged his tale. I sensed he knew the situation now, and he was quite content with the result.

  “Morning Bo,” I whispered. “You want to go for a run?” Bo jumped from the bed and headed toward the door.

  I grabbed a robe and headed downstairs. I opened the kitchen door and the fresh smell of the morning flooded inside the house. I thought to myself that the warmth and presence of Kendall had returned and the house had once again it became a warm and inviting place to be.

  I started to cook breakfast and waited for Kendall to wake. I had just finished cooking when I heard her footsteps as she crossed the floor toward the stairs.

  “Good morning,” I said as she made her way down the stairs and rubbed her eyes.

  “What time is it?” she asked.

  “Eight or thereabouts,” I replied as I placed the breakfast on the table.

  “Wow, scrambled eggs and toast, a meal fit for a king,” she said with a giggle.

  “We have a big day today, there is something I have to do,” I said as I sat at the table.

  “I have someone who I want you to meet later, but first, I want to show you the scene of my accident,” I said.

  “You don’t look overly excited about going,” Kendall said.

  “You are right, I’m not excited about going, but I need to do it for some sort of closure, that chapter is finished in my life, and now I want to look forward,” I replied.

  “It will be fine, it’s just a place at the end of the day, there are no demons there, or anything that can hurt you now, what’s done is done,” Kendall said.

  She was right. It was just a location. There was nothing there that could harm me. I had no recollection of the accident, so it would be just a space, a space in time where an event happened. It was this event which had changed my life. I could have so easily died, but I recovered and came back as if I had been reborn, and reborn as a much-improved version of myself.

  “I’m happy you will be with me today, I’m not sure I could have done it without you, even if it’s just a place. Maybe I would have too much emotion and would be overwhelmed by it all,” I said as I finished my breakfast.

  We readied ourselves and headed toward the scene of the accident. We drove the same route I would have taken, and we passed the bar where I would introduce her to Gates later
in the day. We climbed the hill, and we approached the road that led to the scene of the accident. I could picture what had happened as the expanse of the road was just too tempting not to hit the gas and drive like a bat out of hell, but not today, today I had Kendall with me, and for once I found, I had nothing to prove.

  I drove down the long straight, and as we neared the trees, I could see marks on the road where I first crashed. We parked the car and walked around and looked at the signs of the crash that remained.

  As we crossed the highway and looked at all the marks in the asphalt, I held Kendall’s hand, and I could feel her squeeze my fingers as she supported me in my difficult ordeal. The marks from the bike stretched way on before us, and I could tell I had been going at some speed.

  We walked along the grass and finally ended up close to the sign which I had come to rest, the mound of dirt which I had hit that broke my shoulder showed signs of new grass growth and within time would only have a distant memory of what happened.

  “Well, this is where it happened,” I said.

  We stood and turned to where we had parked the car and could see it was a couple of hundred yards away from us.

  “Damn, Elijah, how fast were you going?” Kendall asked.

  “I have no idea, but I have seen motorcycle crashes on the sports channel, and for this sort of distance, I must have been doing well over one hundred,” I replied as I tried to imagine what had possessed me to do it.

  “It’s beyond belief that you came out of it alright,” she said.

  “At least the accident led me to you. For that, I’m eternally happy and grateful. So what came from one bad day has led to what could be a lifetime of happiness,” I said as I wrapped my arm around Kendall’s shoulders.

  Kendall snuggled toward me as I held her and looked into my eyes, “It’s hard to believe how much things have changed in such a short time. You couldn’t write this sort of story any better,” she said with a smile.

  “Very true, bad boy turned good guy, who would believe it?” I replied as we slowly walked back to the car.

  “Now then, I have somewhere to take you, and there is someone I want you to meet,” I said as we climbed into the car.

  “Who is it? Are we going to your mother’s?” she asked.

  “No, a little closer to home, and someone who helped me to realize I had been a dick!” I turned the car, and we slowly drove away from the scene of the accident, forever.

  We headed back through the trees and re-joined the main highway back toward the outskirts of town. I could see the gas station in the distance as we approached. I pulled into the parking lot of the bar.

  “We are here,” I said to Kendall as I climbed out of the car.

  “We are where? I don’t recognize this place at all. There are only this bar and the gas station,” she replied as she looked slightly confused.

  “This is the bar where I met the old man, on the day of the accident and last week,” I explained.

  I hoped that Gates was going to be in the bar, I had guessed he was a creature of habit and frequented the bar on most days for some solitude as he propped up the bar with his glass of sour mash or a beer in his hand. Maybe having conversations with strangers to pass the time.

  He told me I was a dick the first time I had met him, but I had become very different. He was a strange old character who had a big insight into how the world worked. He had a confidence about him. It was like he understood the person who he chatted to. I sensed he had a gift, and this he shared with people, it was like he opened the windows and could see into their lives and their soul.

  We entered the bar, and I immediately glanced around, I couldn’t see the old man and my heart sank, I so wanted him to meet Kendall so he could see I had followed his advice.

  We approached the bar and could see a glass on the bar next to Gates’s stool. Damn, we’ve just missed him.

  The waitress approached us and asked us if we would like to order.

  “Just two light beers please,” I said to the waitress. “Has Gates been in today?”

  “Sure, he’s still here, he’s just out back having a cigarette,” she replied as she headed off to get our drinks.

  “A drink for Gates as well please,” I said as she returned with our bottles.

  We sat at the bar, and I was excited to see the look on his face, he was still a stranger in every sense of the word, but I felt like I had known him for quite a while. I saw the sunlight flood into the rear of the bar as the door opened and Gates walked back toward his stool.

  “Look what we have here then if it ain’t Sonny and a guest,” he said with a smile on his face.

  “Hi, Gates. I’ve brought someone I would like you to meet,” I said. “Gates, this is Kendall and Kendall this is Gates.”

  “Pleased to meet you, Missy,” Gates said. “Just call me Harry.”

  “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Harry. Elijah has mentioned you a few times. It wasn’t anything but good, I might add,” she said as she shook his hand.

  “Well Sonny, I’m glad you took my advice and did the right thing,” Harry said as he raised his glass. “A toast. To life.”

  “I did the right thing, Harry. You made me realize I made a fool of myself and I had nearly missed the chance to be with someone so special. Thanks,” I said as I placed my hand on his shoulder.

  “She sure is pretty,” Harry said with a chuckle.

  “So, Harry, Elijah told me, you thought he was a real dick the first time you met him,” Kendall asked with a cheeky grin.

  “He sure was Missy, he sure was. He was so far up himself, you wouldn’t believe, and he was angry, angry at the world it appeared.”

  “I understand, I had seen him like that before his accident,” Kendall replied.

  “Hello, I’m here, don’t be so harsh on me,” I replied with a chuckle.

  “Now, now Sweetie, we are only messing around,” Kendall said as she placed her hand on my arm.

  “You are lucky,” Harry said.

  “Who is?” Kendall asked.

  “Both of you, I can see it in your eyes,” Harry explained. “It just shows, happiness does not always come from money. I should know.” He sipped on his drink.

  “Why do you say that, Harry? It sounds like you are talking from experience?” I asked.

  “That I’m Sonny, never judge a book by its cover,” he said.

  “What do you mean?” Kendall asked Harry.

  “I know I may just look like an old man sat in a bar who talks to strangers, but I’m not this character by nature. This was my choice,” he explained.

  “Yeah? Keep going. It sounds like there is something behind all of this,” Kendall says.

  “You are smart Missy, I can see it. I actually own the largest company in the world and would trade it all in an instant if I could find what you two have going between you,” he said as he smiled.

  We chatted more with Harry and finally bid him our farewells. He filled us with things we had not noticed, and he was right.

  As we headed home, I looked at Kendall, and I finally realized…

  I loved her. So much that it hurt.

  Chapter Thirty-Eight

  Kendall

  I opened my eyes and looked over at Elijah. I had a feeling of being excited because I was going to introduce Elijah to my mom in a little while. I quietly left the bedroom and headed downstairs to cook breakfast. I had decided to make a large breakfast as Elijah had become nervous at the thought of meeting her and I wanted no sign of his stomach rumbling in front of her.

  “I see you were up before me for once,” Elijah called as he descended the stairs.

  “I have been up ages, Mr. Sleepy,” I replied with a giggle.

  Elijah walked into the kitchen and threw his arms around me, “What are you cooking?” he asked.

  “A full breakfast, so I hope you are hungry,” I replied as I flipped his eggs.

  “Why a full breakfast?” he asked.

  “Today is Sunday.
My mother is visiting day,” I replied.

  “Oh, crap. I forgot. Do we have to go today?” he asked as he contorted his face.

  “It’s better to get it out of the way, and you won’t be nervous once she gets her claws into you, did I say how much she dislikes you?” I said as I laughed.

  “It’s not funny, you know that you know I don’t want to make a bad impression, and if I look like a bumbling idiot, she will think even worse of me,” he said.

  “It’s hilarious, the big boss of a billion-dollar company, and my mom has him quaking in his boots,” I said with a huge grin on my face.

  “You better give me an extra serving of what you’re cooking just in case,” Elijah replied.

  “Seriously, she’s not that bad. She has just been influenced by the way my dad had left her before I was born,” I explained. “Oh, and she has no qualms about telling you if she disagrees with something, as she’s always telling me.

  “Geez, I feel bad, it’s like a first date and meeting the parents all in one for me,” Elijah said as he walked toward the stairs, “You gonna get ready or what? I mean the quicker we get going, the quicker we can get it over with,” he said as he climbed the stairs.

  I washed the dishes and followed Elijah up to the bedroom. He had already showered and was in his closet, trying to decided what to wear. I just left him to it and found it fun to watch him squirm a little.

  We climbed into the Audi, Elijah had not wanted to appear too flash, so he had chosen the least conspicuous car he had. We headed along the highway and chatted about what my mother would ask him, and I could see by the look on his face he was expecting to be interrogated.

  “Here we are,” I said as we turned to where my mother lived.

  “Wow, cool house, but isn’t it a bit large just for her?” Elijah asked.

  “Nah, she’s a dynamo when it comes to cleaning, and she enjoys the space, she hates to be confined in small rooms,” I replied.