A Billionaire BWWM Romance 5: The Other Man

by Bwwm Romance Dot Com

  The Other Man

  Not everything in life runs smoothly...

  Part 5 in the Homes And Hearts series, each can be read as a stand alone story but they're best when all read together. Other parts include:

  Home Is Where The Heart Is.

  Jealousy And Trust.

  My Man, My Family.

  The Proposal.

  The Other Man.

  The Wedding.

  Steven has proposed to his black beauty Julie, and things are going better than ever for the couple. That is, until an ex from Julie's past shows up.

  What does he want? And will it be anything that could spoil the couple's wedding plans? Find out in this hot new BWWM romance by J A Fielding.

  An interracial billionaire romance not to be missed. Contains saucy scenes of a sexual nature, so please only read if you're 18 or over.

  Contents

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

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  Chapter One

  Julie’s stomach was in knots as she looked at her reflection in the mirror. She had long dreamed of this day and she was glad it was finally here. Everything was perfect. From the strapless, slim fitting Vera Wang gown to the silver Manolo Blahnik heels. She tried smiling, but she couldn’t. Somehow, she still felt like something was not right. Meg walked in and looked at her.

  “What do you think?” Julie asked smiling.

  “You look beautiful love,” Meg gushed.

  “Really? You don’t think I should have gone with an illusion neckline or something? Because I feel a bit Kardashian like in this,” Julie frowned.

  “Please don’t second guess yourself. You’ve come a little too far, don’t you think?”

  Julie smiled and nodded. Her smile faded when she saw the time.

  “But why hasn’t the ceremony began yet? Why am I still here?” she asked. Meg frowned and put a hand on her shoulder.

  “Would you relax already? This is what happens at weddings. Things are never on time. You should know that,” she reassured her. “And stop looking at the time already. It’s your day. It doesn’t matter what time the ceremony begins,” she added. Julie smiled and shrugged.

  “I don’t know, Meg. I have a strange feeling that something is wrong,” she fretted.

  “Really? Like what?” Meg asked as Julie sat down.

  “Well, there is the dreaded question, right?” Julie said. Meg shook her head.

  “The question? Is there anybody among us who has any reason why these two shouldn’t be joined in holy matrimony? That question?” she asked. Julie frowned and nodded. “Really? What do you think will happen? That some guy will oppose you two getting married?”

  Julie shrugged.

  “Or some girl,” she said. Meg smiled and shook her head.

  “These are just jitters. Every bride gets them. Just don’t read too much into it,” she said. Just then, the priest walked in.

  “I’m sorry, Miss Parker. I can’t hold off any longer,” he informed her. Julie took a long, deep breath and leaned back.

  “This is not happening,” she thought as she fought back the tears that threatened to flow freely down her cheeks.

  “Miss Parker?” she heard the priest call her. But she didn’t want to open her eyes. Opening them would mean facing the harsh reality and the only guilty pleasure she had was in her head…assuming everything else didn’t exist. She could still hear the priest talking, but at that moment, she couldn’t have cared less about what he had to say. Her eyes were still closed when she suddenly felt clarity about her and a familiar female British accent. She opened her eyes to see Steven’s sister looking at her with sad eyes.

  “Don’t even say it,” Julie whispered.

  “I’m sorry, honey. Steven’s not going to make it,” she said looking at Julie. By now, the tears she had fought back so long were flowing freely down her cheeks.

  “Julie…are you okay?” that was Meg.

  “We can still…” the priest was now talking. It was too much. She just wanted everyone to shut the hell up. She put her hands over her ears and screamed loudly…

  “Julie! Juelz! What is it? What’s going on?” Steven was holding her hand, trying not to startle her. He switched on the light on the night stand. Julie was still shaking her head, shaking her whole body…convulsing even. “Julie, wake up!” he yelled, loud enough to make her open her eyes. She looked up at him as she breathed heavily. “Are you okay?” he asked in a whisper. She looked into his eyes and nodded. Steven pulled her close to him and held her close. “You had me worried there,” he admitted. Julie felt a wetness on her cheek and that was when she realized that the dream-no-nightmare she’d just had was every bit real as she could have ever imagined. Steven planted a kiss on the top of her head and she looked up at him.

  “What’s the time?” she asked. Steven looked at the clock on the night stand.

  “A little after two,” he replied. Julie smiled sadly.

  “I’m sorry I woke you up,” she apologized. Steven smiled.

  “Are you going to tell me what that was about?” he asked. She took a long, deep breath and leaned her head against his chest.

  “The wedding,” she said. He looked at her and raised an eyebrow.

  “Still?” he asked.

  “I’m sorry,” she repeated.

  “I’ve heard of pre-wedding jitters but I never thought they were this bad,” Steven said with a smile. Julie smiled and put her hand on his chest.

  “You know that’s what Meg said,” she said. Steven looked down at her.

  “In the dream?” he asked. Julie nodded. “And where was I in that dream?”

  “You know, that was the whole basis of the nightmare,” she explained.

  “Nightmare? I just thought it was a bad dream,” he said. Julie gave him one of those ‘you better shut your mouth’ looks. “Okay, I know the definition of a nightmare is a bad dream. My bad. So what was it about me being at the wedding that was so bad?” he asked. Julie rested her head on his chest again.

  “You’re missing the point. You were not there. Your sister delivered the bad news while I was there waiting to be called into the chapel,” she said. Steven looked at her and raised an eyebrow.

  “I didn’t turn up for my own wedding? Seriously?” he asked. By that time, they were both fully awake. Julie looked at him and nodded. “Wow, that’s really bad,” he grimaced.

  “You have no idea. I was right there looking pretty in my gown and everything. It was terrible,” Julie said. Steven raised her chin and looked into her eyes.

  “You know I would never stand you up at the altar, right?” he asked. She smiled and nodded.

  “I just…this is my first marriage and I want it to be the only time I ever get married,” she said.

  “It’s going to be my first and last too,” he answered with a smile. “And it’s going to be perfect,” he added. Julie looked at him and smiled.

  “You really think so?”

  “Oh I know so,” he told her, smiling. She put her hand on his chest and smiled back.

  “You always know what to say to cheer me up,” she said. Steven slid his hand down one side of her body and stopped when he placed his hand on her hip. Julie noticed the bedding on his crotch getting elevated. She looked at him and smiled. “Baby, what are you doing?” He turned around and looked at her.

 
“Proving to you that I have no reason to stand you up at the altar,” he winked before he brought his head down and kissed her gently.

  “Sweetie, I have to work in a few hours. You too,” she said in a whisper when he pulled away.

  “Some things are more important,” he said before he kissed her again. She moaned into his mouth softly and slipped her hand behind his neck kissing him deeply. Steven flipped her over so that she could come on top and moaned softly when his hand slowly slid down to cup a feel of her breast through the silky fabric of her night dress. He felt her nipple respond almost immediately, pressing hard against his palm. He pulled away from her lips and traced his kisses from her chin to her neck. With one hand, he tugged on the ribbon that held the two sides of her night dress together. He pulled back and sighed softly when he saw the fabric sliding off her perky tits. “Beautiful,” he whispered before he flipped her again getting her under him. He kissed the tops of her breasts slowly and she thrust her bosom at him, hoping that she would force him to take in her nipple but he never did. He kissed her again and there were little sexy endearments coming from her. She slowly ran her hands under his shirt, slowly making him get harder. She could feel his erection pressing hard against her thigh and it excited her. She began raising his shirt up until she got to his shoulders. Steven looked into her eyes and then pulled it over his head and he thought to return the favor. He lifted the night dress up and then pulled it over her head. She was now naked under him. He had half a mind to get his body on top of her. He longed to feel her nipples press against his chest. He looked at her and smiled when he saw that even in the dark light, she was blushing. The way she was looking up at him was something that bordered on adoration. She put her hand on his chest and caressed it gently, running her hands down his navel. She raised her head and began kissing his chest, her tongue slowly running her tongue over his nipples.

  “Baby, you’re…oh baby,” he moaned as she kissed his chest. He supported her head with his hand as she ran her tongue across his chest. It was difficult to do this in this position, but he didn’t really care, giving her support to her head. Soon, she’d had enough. She put her hands around his shoulders and flipped him over. She looked down at him and smiled. She was fully aware of the way her breasts hang down her chest, heavily. She looked down at him and lowered her head to resume her kissing duties. By this time, his fully erect cock was pressing even harder into her ass and she began grinding her as on his crotch. Steven moaned softly and put his hands on her waist.

  He slipped his fingers in either side of her panties and began tugging at them. She pulled away and pulled them off before she went ahead to pull his shorts off. She got back on the bed and looked at him as she gently stroked his cock which was already raging hard. She lay on her side facing him as he went on stroking him and his mouth found her neck. She felt her skin raising goose bumps when his tongue gently ran along the length of her neck. He pulled away and looked at her before he began tracing his kisses down her chest. She moaned softly when he took one nipple into his mouth and began sucking softly. A tingle went down her spine as he gave equal attention to the other nipple from his flicking fingertips. She closed her eyes and moaned softly as she felt him caressing her sensitive areas with the tip of his tongue. She moaned softly as his hand went down to her crotch. She gasped when he stroked her wetness with his fingers. She gasped again when he began to slowly finger her. She held the back of his head as he sucked on her nipple while viciously fingering her. She stroked his cock again, but when he pulled back, she got low on the bed. Steven looked down at her and she looked up briefly before she gently took in the tip of his cock into his mouth.

  “Oh my God,” Steven moaned in a low voice. She smiled as she took more of his shaft into her mouth. She loved the way he throbbed in her palm and in her mouth. She reveled in the sweet salty taste in her mouth as she slowly and sensuously worked his cock in and out of her mouth. She pulled her head away and looked at him before she took him as deep as she could making him moan out loudly.

  “Juelz, please…slow down. You’ll make me explode…” he begged as she went on taking more of him down her throat. She pulled away from him and he breathed his relief. But his relief was short lived because almost immediately, she held his scrotal sac in his hand as she began kissing the sensitive inside thigh. Steven closed his eyes and grabbed a lock of his hair. He would have given anything to be balls deep inside her at that moment. Julie did not seem to be in any particular hurry. She released his balls and ran her tongue down one thigh before she switched over to the other one and worked her way up her thigh until she got to his crotch. She pulled away and looked at him. A smile played on her lips when she saw him lying there with his eyes closed. She owned him at that moment. She wanted nothing more than to straddle him and take him inside her, but that would mean relinquishing her power and she was not ready for that. At least not yet. She took in his cock again and sucked him hard and deep until she felt his cock rigid in her mouth. She pulled away and brought herself up and looked down at him with a smile.

  “You…” Steven struggled to say, but he couldn’t say anything more. He held her waist and got her under him. “My turn,” he said with a wicked smile on his lips. She closed her eyes and moaned as she felt his kisses going down to her navel. She knew he was not going to stop there and she was right. A moan escaped her lips when she felt his lips on her shaven mound. Steven lingered there for a long minute before he went on to slowly kiss her pussy that was now exposed to him. She moaned softly and raised her head to look at him. She knew that by that time, she was dripping wet, but even that fact didn’t seem to encourage him any more than the jerking movements of her hips did. He was still slowly running his tongue slowly on her labia, loving the way she was shaking and moaning in his control. He slipped his hands under her knees and raised them before he engulfed her pussy with his mouth, sucking hard and flicking his tongue on her already distended clit. She raised her hands over her head and held on to the headboard as he sucked on her clit. He would occasionally pull back and thrust his tongue into her sending her into a series of jerking movements. He was enjoying every minute of this, being in control, hearing her begging moans. But what had to be his best reaction yet, was when he pulled away and tested her wetness with one long finger. A shriek escaped her mouth as he began moving his finger in and out of her. He went slowly at first, savoring her silky wet feel, but soon he was moving in and out of her so fast, all she could do was hold on to the headboard for dear life. He would every so often take her clit in his mouth and suck hard as he went on fingering her. It did not take very long before she screamed and exploded in his mouth. This was his chance. He pulled away and positioned his cock at her entrance right in the middle of her orgasm. She looked into his eyes and he could see it, the gentle begging look she had on. Entering her at this moment would be almost unbearable for her, but for him, it was going to be glorious and he knew it. He groaned loudly as he pushed past her resistance and buried himself in her and she arched her back and screamed. Her orgasm washed over her and she buried her face in his shoulder. She was in agony and he loved every minute of it. When her orgasm died down, Steven began moving in and out of her. She was whimpering as he did. He knew that her entire body was incredibly sensitive and for him this was only more exciting.

  He pulled out of her and she breathed her relief as her pussy deposited her juices on the bed. He looked down at her and kissed her softly before he pushed his cock back into her. She wrapped her arms around his shoulder and moaned out loudly as he began slamming himself against her. It did not take long before she felt her pussy contracting against his shaft. She was about to explode again, but he was not about to let her finish twice before he had even had his first. He pulled out of her, much to her disappointment and kissed her softly, waiting for her excitement to die down. When she finally calmed down, she moaned out loudly when he buried his cock inside her again. He kissed her swallowing her screams. She wrapped her legs arou
nd his waist and moaned out loudly as she felt him deep inside her. Soon enough, he was using his cock like a battering ram trying to take down a steel wall or gate. She could feel her excitement and passion bubbling up inside her. She knew she was close and by the way he was going she knew that it would not be long before he also came violently.

  “Steven…don’t stop,” she moaned as he went on thrusting into her. “Please don’t stop baby,” she moaned again, encouraging him to go faster and harder. She suddenly cried out as she felt her passion bubbling up to the surface prompting his own orgasm. He groaned and felt her pussy tightening around his cock just moments before he exploded inside her, filling her up with his life giving seed.

  “Baby, I love you,” he said in a whisper.

  “I love you too,” she whispered back as his cock slipped out of her pussy. She ran her fingers through his hair and he rolled off her. She looked at the time and sighed. “We are going to be so late tomorrow,” she said smiling. He wanted to nod but he was already asleep.

  Chapter Two

  When they woke up the next day, it was almost eight. Julie ran to the bathroom and took a quick shower before she looked through the closet.

  “Is my red dress here?” she asked as she flipped through the clothes.

  “You have like a million red dresses, babe. Which one are you talking about?” Steven called from the bathroom. Julie shrugged and rolled her eyes.

  “The one with black on the sides. The pencil one,” she described as she went on looking at the clothes. She could have sworn the dress was there.

  “Babe, I don’t know. Why don’t you just pick out any of the ones on the rack?” he asked when he got out. Julie looked at him as he towel dried his hair. She shook her head.

  “Dana told me I’m meeting some new prospective client today. I need a deal closing dress,” she said.