Mountain Billionaire

by Eva Luxe

  “Cum all over my cock,” he said, as he increased his rhythm. “And get ready to be cleaned up. Because I’m about to put something really sticky inside you.”

  He came, groaning and saying my name over and over. “Paige. Paige. Paige.”

  Then he turned on water through the shower head and aimed it right at my pussy.

  “And now I’m going to clean you up.”

  The water pressure felt so good that I began to immediately cum again. I spread my legs open wide so he could keep aiming the water in the right place.

  “That’s so hot,” he said, taking in my pussy with his eyes as he continued to blast the water at me.

  “Oh, my God,” I said, my pussy spasming while he watched. “It feels so good. I can’t even take it anymore.”

  Finally, he turned off the water and I collapsed onto his strong body, completely spent from the strength of the orgasms he’d just given me. And completely happy with the knowledge that no matter what was going on between us, we would be okay.

  “I love you, Zach,” I said breathlessly.

  His eyes fluttered up to meet mine. “I love you, too, Paige. Never forget that.”

  “I couldn’t even if I wanted to,” I admitted. “And I sure don’t want to.”

  Chapter 6

  Zach

  I was getting ready in the mirror for my dinner with Paige. I could hear Blithe giggling above us as my father chased her around.

  They had been in that playroom all day, sliding into the ball pit and drawing pictures on the walls. I gave Paige the space to do whatever she wanted for the day, and then she kicked me out so she could get ready. I loved it when she did that.

  She wanted to get dolled up for me and surprise me with it. The anticipation of seeing her again got me so riled up. She could come out in a trash bag with hay in her hair, and I would still tackle her to the bed.

  But the little number she stepped out in was beautiful.

  She was in a form-fitting, crimson-red dress with black heels. She had her hair piled high on top of her head and earrings that dangled from her ears. She had sparse makeup on, but her lips were covered in this luscious tone of red that could only be described as a color I wanted on my cock later.

  She left me speechless.

  “How do I look?” she asked.

  “Like my dessert,” I said.

  She giggled as she slipped her arm within mine. Then we started for the stairs to head for the car.

  “The two of you have fun!” my father called.

  “Love you!” Blithe shouted.

  The smile on Paige’s face lit up her eyes as I escorted her out of the house.

  “Where are we going?” she asked.

  “A place I figured you would like,” I said.

  “There isn’t a Dick’s up here is there?” she asked, grinning.

  “Hell no. In an outfit like that, I’m sure as hell not taking you to a place like that.”

  “So, it’s a surprise?” she asked.

  “Yep. Now sit back, relax, and enjoy the ride.”

  My father let me borrow one of his cars for our evening out. It was a Lamborghini. The red of the car matched Paige’s dress, and I smiled as she squealed with delight when she saw our hot wheels.

  I zoomed the car out of the driveway, and we cruised down the road, heading into the middle of Seattle. Now that my dad and I had patched things up, I didn’t hate the city so fucking much. But I couldn’t say I loved it, either. I’d always remain a mountain man at heart.

  The car rumbled underneath us as Paige held my hand, her thumb stroking my skin like she had the very first time we met. At first, I thought she did it to soothe me and help me calm myself. I eventually came to find that she did it to soothe herself.

  “You okay, baby?” I asked.

  “Yeah, we’re just in an area with a lot of expensive restaurants,” she said.

  “Paige, look at me.”

  Her worried stare met my gaze as we sat at a stoplight.

  “I’ve got the money for tonight,” I said. “I’m taking you out, and I’m treating you well, just like you deserve.”

  She nodded, but I could still see the worry bubbling behind her stare. We pulled up into a restaurant that had valet parking, and I could feel Paige’s hand trembling in mine.

  It killed me that she wasn’t enjoying this. That she couldn’t just take it all in. I knew her mind was crunching numbers, and I knew she was itching to look at our bank account.

  I couldn’t even treat my wife to a fucking evening out without being a failure at it.

  I led her into the restaurant, and they sat us at a table. The tablecloth went all the way to the floor, covering our legs from the world. I slid my foot toward her and slowly ran it up her leg. Her cheeks blushed while she looked at the menu.

  “Zach,” she said. “Aren’t you going to look at your menu?”

  “I’m looking at what I want right now,” I said.

  “You’re insatiable, you know that?”

  “And you love it.”

  Her eyes fluttered toward mine above her menu, and she finally placed it onto the table. Our waitress came by and took our drink orders, then left without a sound. The restaurant had a softer atmosphere than the places we usually frequented. The shadows that played off Paige’s face somehow made her more beautiful than she already looked. I was mesmerized by her. Truly and unabashedly mesmerized.

  “Zach, I need to tell you something,” she said.

  “What is it?” I asked.

  She paused. The tremble in her hand came back.

  I promptly sat up in my seat. “How about this? I have something I have to tell you, too. So on the count of three, we blurt it out together.”

  She grinned, confused. “What?”

  “On three,” I said.

  “Wait, wait. Zach. That’s insane.”

  “One.”

  “Zach.”

  “Two.”

  “Your father gave me money for Blithe’s medicine and for the gas for this trip.” Tears welled in her eyes.

  “I, uh, I said on three, didn’t I?” I asked.

  “Zach, I’m so sorry. Please don’t be upset. Blithe was sick, and I panicked, and my card got declined because I deposited something wrong at the bank. It was just fifteen dollars. That was all. And the gas? It’s only like eighty bucks? I told him I was going to pay him back. I’ve got two paintings who have interested buyers and—”

  “Paige, stop,” I said gently. “I need you to take a breath.”

  I reached over and swiped at the tear rushing down her cheek.

  She inhaled deeply and let out a slow, shaky breath. “I know how you feel about charity like that, and I know our money situation has been tough lately. Blithe was sick, and I knew we all needed this trip to your father’s. A few days to just get away from all the worry and the stress and the sleepless nights.”

  “You haven’t been sleeping?” I asked.

  Her eyes slowly rose to mine, and I really looked at her for the first time in weeks. I saw the slight bags underneath her eyes and the way her cheeks were a little paler. There were crow’s feet at the edges of her eyes that I never remembered seeing before, and I knew what I had to do.

  My girls deserved the best, no matter how I got it for them.

  “You know I just want to see you happy, right?” I asked.

  “I know,” she said, sniffling.

  “And you know that I would do anything to give you what I felt you deserved, right?” I asked. “You’ve given me so much of yourself. And you’ve given it to Blithe too— adopting her like you’re doing. It’s only fair that I give everything I can to you, and her too.”

  “Yeah. I know, Zach. Blithe and I both know.”

  “My father wants to give us a house.”

  Shock rolled over her face, and she slowly released my hands. “What?” she asked flatly.

  I chuckled. “I know. That was my reaction, too.”

  “That’s cr
azy.”

  “Remember the conversation I was having in the hallway with him our first night there? The one you interrupted in nothing but a towel?”

  “Yeah. Sorry. I was kind of tired and done with waiting for you to come inside.”

  “It’s fine,” I said. “But that’s what he was dropping in my lap. He wants to buy us a house as a wedding gift.”

  “But he paid for the wedding.”

  “I told him that. He didn’t care. He said it was our money.”

  “Well, I guess it is. But, you never seem to want to take it. Do you think he’s offering all these things just to have something to hold over your head?” she asked.

  “I actually don’t think so,” I said. “I think he genuinely wants to do this. And I have to admit, I’m still a little weird about it. I wanted us to work toward something like that, you know? I’m proud of our little townhome. And part of me is afraid I’ll never be able to trust my father, so I don’t want to rely on his money.”

  “I love our house too, but we’re going to outgrow it. Blithe’ll get bigger, and what happens if we get pregnant?”

  The question completely derailed my train of thought. “Pregnant?”

  “No,” she said, laughing. “Holy hell, I’m not pregnant now. But what if we do decide we want another child? You know, a sibling for Blithe? We’ve talked about it before?”

  “I know. And I would love to, ideally. It’s just that, reality isn’t as pretty as fantasy. We wouldn’t have enough room,” I said

  “Exactly.”

  “So, I take it you like the idea?” I asked. “Of letting him buy us a bigger house? Or perhaps taking more of his money to do it on our own?”

  “More of your money,” she corrected me. “It’s already yours; he’s given it to you but you just won’t take it.”

  “More of our money,” I corrected her. “Because what’s mine is yours. And it seems you want more of our money, which makes sense.”

  “I think it’s a really good idea, yes,” she said, smiling. “But I can tell you’re still apprehensive about it.”

  “I’m just waiting for that moment, you know? That moment where all this stuff becomes leverage for the old man.”

  “How long does he have to be in our lives for him to prove to you he’s changed?” she asked.

  “Paige, I don’t know if I’m ever gonna fully trust him again.”

  “You just left your daughter with him,” she said.

  “I don’t know how to explain it, okay? I’m sorry.”

  She took my hand. “Look. We’ve got time to think about this. I mean, he hasn’t just gone out and purchased something already, right?”

  “No. I don’t think so,” I said. “Fuck. Would he do that?”

  “The point is, I’ll live with you anywhere. I’ll struggle with you however we need to in order to provide for Blithe. And if we can never afford to have another child, then so be it. I love you, Zach. Not the life you can give me, or the life you feel you’re not giving me but could. Do you hear me when I say that?”

  I nodded before I brought her hands up to my lips to kiss.

  “If it doesn’t make you feel comfortable to take the house or get more of your inheritance money, then don’t take it,” she said. “We’ll find a way to make things work.”

  “Okay,” I said. “I’ll give it some thought. And I’ll definitely take your concerns into consideration because it really is your money too. We’re a family.”

  We ordered our food and took our time savoring it. Just being alone and in her presence was enough for me. We didn’t have to fill the silence with mindless conversation or philosophical arguments.

  I watched her lips wrap around her fork and leave behind little trails of red. I watched her throat expand and contract with every swallow she took. I watched how her lips wrapped around the edge of her wine glass as her eyes fluttered over toward my gaze.

  I couldn’t stand being in this restaurant with her any longer. I needed to have her.

  I paid the check while trying not to grimace at the total before I took Paige’s hand. I led her back to the car, my hand slowly trailing up her leg the entire time. I could feel her shifting herself downwards, her pussy searching for the friction she wanted as I traced designs on the inside of her thigh.

  She was panting by the time we got back to the house, and I carried her up the steps cradled in my arms.

  I sat her on the edge of the bed and looked down upon her. I tilted her gaze up to mine and caught her sparkling green eyes. She smiled up at me as her hands quickly worked my belt off. Then she fiddled with the button of my pants as my thumb stroked her cheek.

  “I am so in love with you,” I said.

  Paige slid to her knees and pulled my pants down, springing my cock free for her taking.

  “I could never spend my life with anyone else,” she said.

  Then, with our eyes connected and her hands digging into my ass, she took my dick slowly into the warmth of her mouth.

  Chapter 7

  Paige

  I slowly took in his throbbing cock all the way to the back of my throat. One of his hands cupped my cheek while his other tangled in the tresses of my hair.

  I could already taste his precum on the tip of my tongue as my throat expanded to accommodate him. It had taken me months to perfect this art and take him without hurting myself. I could feel his cock pressing against the walls of my throat as his hips fucked my face, and I held on tightly to his chiseled ass to steady myself.

  “Holy fuck, Paige. You’re so warm. So wet for me.”

  His hand wound tighter into my hair, and his pace picked up. I ran my tongue along the throbbing vein of his cock and sucked his tip whenever he pulled it out far enough. I raked my nails down the backs of his thighs and smiled when his legs quivered. He stumbled and placed his hands onto the bed, giving me the leverage I needed to turn him around.

  With his cock in my mouth, I twisted him so his back was on the bed. I gagged on his girth as I worked my panties down, tossing the wet fabric off to the side. I crawled on top of him and situated my pussy above his lips. I could feel his hands rubbing up and down my thighs, rolling the fabric of my dress over my thick ass.

  “The perfect dessert,” he said.

  He pulled my pussy onto his face, and all hell broke loose. I ground into his face as he thrusted into mine. His tongue flicked my clit, and I moaned around his cock, causing it to jump in my throat, and I gagged a little more. He was growing bigger than I’d ever felt before, yet I couldn’t get enough of him.

  He groaned. “I love how you taste, baby. So good.”

  His words heated my core, and my juices flowed from between my legs. I could hear his tongue sloshing around as he slid a finger into my entrance. I moaned and writhed, my back arching as my legs began to quiver. I could feel my toes curling as my hands dug into the meat of his thighs.

  “You gonna come for me, baby? You gonna cum on my face?”

  I’d never heard Zach talk this dirty ever, and I was loving every second of it. It seemed the longer we were together, the dirtier he talked, and the more I loved it.

  I whimpered around his cock, and I felt something press against my asshole. My entire body tightened at the sensation as he toyed with it, teasing me with something completely new. We had tried many things in bed, and we had had anal sex on our wedding night, but it wasn’t often he tried anal play with me after that. We were still mostly into vaginal sex.

  “Just relax and trust me,” Zach said.

  I couldn’t say no to his soothing voice. I relaxed on top of him and felt him breach my tight little hole. I moaned around his cock, causing the tip to leak down my throat. I was drooling all over his skin, my nose situated against his balls as he pushed in a little deeper.

  “Holy shit!” I said around his cock.

  He pushed the rest of his finger in, and my eyes rolled into the back of my head. He only had two fingers in my body, and yet, I felt the fullest I ever h
ad in my life. Electricity surged through my brain, causing me to grind against his tongue.

  When his tongue flicked my clit, I almost hit the ceiling.

  I swallowed his cock down and hollowed out my cheeks as he fucked my face. I lost control of my entire body as my pussy engulfed his face. His tongue pressed deeply against my clit as my tongue danced around the head of his dick, and soon, my eyes were screwing shut as my orgasm rushed over my body.

  It crashed into me, and my entire body shook. Zach was thrusting up into me as I pressed down into his face. I held him as close to me as I could get, and he finally let go, releasing his hot cum down my throat to satiate my appetite for dessert. My climax thundered through my body with a flame so hot I thought my dress was going to melt off my body.

  I felt Zach’s tongue riding me through my orgasm as I slowly released him from my throat.

  I panted between his legs as spit dripped from my mouth. We were soaked in each other as we heaved for air. I could taste his cock at the back of my throat as he massaged my ass cheeks, helping me come down from my high.

  I rolled off him and found his hand. Then I threaded our fingers as my eyes fluttered closed.

  “If you don’t want to take the house, don’t take it,” I said.

  “What?” Zach asked.

  “I can tell it’s bothering you. That was a hell of a lot of steam you just blew off. If you don’t take it, we’ll find a way to get by like we are right now. No matter what, just know I’ll always stand in your corner.”

  “I wouldn’t expect it to be any other way. You were that way from the beginning, Paige.”

  “I just want you to be happy,” I said.

  “And I want the same for you,” he said.

  “If taking this house or money to buy one from your father doesn’t make you happy, then it’s not worth it.”

  I felt Zach shift before his chest pressed against my back. His strong arm snaked around my waist, pulling my shivering body close to his. He buried his face into the crook of my neck, breathing in my perfume as he pressed a kiss to my skin.

  “How the hell did I find a girl like you?” Zach asked.