Evergreen: An Alpha Billionaire Romance

by Michelle Love

  Whatever it was, I liked it. She arched as I thrust and we both made sounds we’d never made before. Her insides grabbed me and pulled me into her as I ground my hard cock into her.

  She started into a climax and I stayed the course. I intended to see her through at least one more. Her nails dug into the flesh of my back as she gripped me tightly around the waist and wailed like a banshee with the release.

  It spurred me on and I went faster and harder as her breaths went from harsh to ragged and she squirmed underneath me. Her wiggling sent me over the edge. I couldn’t stop the need to give into her. I spilled my juices into her as my body shook with the release.

  It had been only nine days since I had been with her but it had felt like an eternity and now I had her. The ring was on her finger and all that was left was to put that all important gold band on both of our fingers to make sure what we had stayed secure.

  With sporadic breaths, I whispered, “I’m never letting you go.”

  “Not even when I get all mad about something?” she asked with a tired smile on her beautiful face. Her cheeks were flushed with the exhilaration and she glowed with love.

  I couldn’t help myself. I rolled off of her and laid on my side as I caressed her hot cheek. “Not even when you lose that awful temper of yours, baby. I love you. You’re stuck with me.”

  She laughed and pulled one of my fingers into her mouth and gave it a naughty little suck. “I think I’d like to be stuck with you. As long as you let me be me. I can’t have you thinking just because you make me your wife that means you get to control me. That’s not part of the deal.”

  “Not even a little?” I asked as I kissed her alabaster shoulder. “Cause a little control isn’t bad, is it?”

  She ran only the tip of her finger along my top lip as she looked into my eyes. “Not even a little. And I promise not to control you either. As a matter of fact, I want us to write our own vows. That honor and obey crap isn’t a thing I can agree to.”

  “Well, you can agree to honor me. I’ll always honor you.” I ran my finger over her taut nipple, igniting a low moan from her sweet lips.

  It went erect and she licked her lips. “You’re going to always honor me? Well, then I should return that, shouldn’t I?”

  Leaning over, I took her nipple between my lips and rolled at as my hand laid on her stomach. It went tight as she ran her hand through my hair and let out another moan.

  Releasing her tasty tit, I said, “And I will obey some of the things you ask of me. The important things like don’t screw around with other women and don’t be mean to you.”

  “And don’t forget the most important one, Lucas,” she said as she pulled at my nipple, making it pucker and making my dick pulse. “You’ll always put the toilet seat down.”

  I laughed and said, “Of course, I’ll obey that cardinal rule. I’m not trying to get my ass chewed out after all.”

  Her lips were barely parted and it made me want to kiss her so badly. When I took her mouth she ran her hand around my neck and held me to her.

  The way her lips began quivering had me pulling back and I found tears in her pretty eyes. “What is it, baby?”

  She blinked a few times as I wiped the tears off of her cheeks. “I can’t believe this is real. I could never have even dreamed that I’d end up with a man like you. This can’t be real. I’m a nobody from the middle of nowhere and you are a man with a lot of money, power, and class. I don’t deserve.”

  I kissed her again to stop her from saying anything else. When I ended the kiss, I looked into her eyes and said, “I am the one who doesn’t deserve you. Even though that’s completely true in every sense, I’m going to have you. You and I will never walk a step behind each other. We will go through this life, hand in hand, and be complete partners in this life. I love you and your hard-headed, stubborn, and completely loveable ways. You’re an inspiration to me and I’ll be proud to call you my wife.”

  Then she burst into tears which she said were all happy ones and I made love to her again to get her to quit crying and start making those sexy sounds I loved to get her to make.

  Our life would be great. I had not even one doubt about that.

  Chapter 9

  Sloan

  A year after our marriage was official with a nice little wedding in my hometown with only a few friends and family members to witness it all, we were about to start our family.

  I had graduated and started a nice little job with one of the poorer school districts in Washington. I was determined to figure out how to get those kids who needed a lot more than what life had dealt them more of everything.

  More attention, love, choices, advantages and most of all education. And I was pleasantly surprised when Lucas helped me with everything I wanted to implement without bossing me around.

  He did exactly what he’d told me he’d do. He treated me as his equal. He listened to me and instead of talking down to me when he had an idea that might work a little better, he talked to me about things. Lucas had a mind that was much like a machine. He was incredible and I’d have been a complete idiot not to listen to him and implement some of his great ideas.

  Together, we were becoming a power-couple. But the good kind, not the kind who are out to get things. We became the kind who got things done for others. It made me feel great when I passed people on the street who knew of our efforts to help others.

  I could pass another billionaire and get a smile and a nod as well as the poorest person in town and get the same nod and smile. It was all going so much better than I ever thought it would. And now we were ready to start our own little family.

  Well, little isn’t really how I’d describe it. Lucas wanted to have at least four children. And when he told me about how lonely it was for him, growing up as an only child, it made my heart ache. So I agreed to the magic number four as he further explained that he’d been reading some of my old college school books and finding out that even numbers of children got along better than odd numbers.

  How could I not agree with him?

  So I beat him home that night and was lying on our big bed with a bottle of his favorite wine on the bedside table and me in a naughty negligée. It was a deep green color, his favorite color on me. It had a plunging neckline and was short. It covered just to the bottom of my bottom. I left the panties off because who likes panties, anyway.

  I’d let my hair down and thanks to being rich and being able to spend loads of money on hair care products, my red mess had finally been tamed.

  My cell rang and I picked it up to see it was Lucas. “Hey, you,” I answered.

  “I’m sorry, baby. I’m going to be late. The damn board members have their panties in a bunch over an overseas deal they think is a bad idea. I have to deal with them. This might go late into the night,” he said, wrecking my sexy mood.

  “Oh, man!” I said as I was thoroughly disappointed.

  “Did you have something you wanted to do?” he asked.

  “Um, yeah,” I said as we had discussed this just last night. “I wanted to make a baby with you. If you do recall?”

  “Oh that,” he said with a laugh. “We can do that anytime. It’s not a big deal.”

  Not a big deal?

  “Wow! I mean, wow! Lucas, we just talked about this and you decided the damn board members are going to come between us on this specific night? I’m not about to pretend that I’m not pissed about this. I don’t see why that meeting can’t wait until tomorrow! And what do you mean by we can do that anytime? This is supposed to be special, damn it!”

  The bedroom door burst open and there stood my husband, tugging his expensive suit off as he came in the door. He was laughing and tossed his phone on the dresser. He kicked the door closed and looked me over. “Very nice. And I love that heated color in those pretty little cheeks of yours.”

  “What the hell did you do that for?” I yelled at him. “You made me all pissed off for no damn reason.”

  “Oh, I had my r
easons, baby. You’re a wildcat when you get mad and I haven’t seen that side of you in a while. Everything has been going your way so much, I missed that spark you get when you’re mad.” He’d completely undressed by the time he’d stopped talking and my temper was even hotter when I found out he’d done that just to rile me up.

  I hopped up on my knees on the bed and starting wagging my finger at him as I yelled, “Well, now I’m really mad!”

  He just started chuckling and smiling. “You’re so damn cute when you get mad.”

  “I’m going to show you cute, buddy!”

  “I know you are,” he said. His hands went to my waist as he lifted me up. I kicked my feet and screamed. “Easy, red. You’re going to blow a gasket.”

  Our bodies touched as he brought me back down then he kissed me hard, his hand held the back of my neck so I couldn’t back away from him. I wanted to stay mad but I couldn’t. When he kissed me it took all the fight out of me.

  So I wrapped my legs around his waist as he walked to the end of the bed. The kiss grew as he laid me on the end of it. His cock was swelling as he ground it against my core. I arched up to get him to fill me but he pulled back. “On your knees,” he said with an air of authority.

  He knew I hated that tone but in the bedroom, I quite liked it. My eyes went wide. “Are we establishing our dominance in the bedroom, Lucas?”

  “I am,” he said. “So hurry up and do what I said.”

  Eyeing him all the while, I moved around on the bed until my ass was facing him. It was then I realized something that had gone unnoticed in the monster-sized room I’d called our bedroom for well over a year. A large mirror filled the wall and I could see us both in it.

  The dim light of the candlelit room made Lucas glow a golden color as he stood behind me. His handsome face was pulled into a smile. “You like the new mirror I had installed today?”

  I nodded. “I have to say I do. And I have to confess I didn’t even notice it until it was filled with your gorgeous reflection.” His hand moved over my ass and I felt it but could also see it in the mirror. It made the feeling more intense and I went wet with just that.”

  “I thought it would be nice if we both could see everything while we made our baby.” He leaned over and kissed the top of my left butt cheek as I watched him in the mirror. It made me moan and my body began to ache.

  “I think you had a very good idea, hubby,” I said as I continued to watch him and feel him at the same time.

  He leaned over me, not making any penetration but everything was touching me. His chest on my back felt warm and he pulled my hair away from one side of my neck and ran his teeth up the long column.

  His dark hair fell over the side of his face as I watched him nip and suck my neck. All I could do was watch how gracefully he moved his body along mine. His hands dipped at my waist as he pulled back and ran his hands along me as he did.

  My sides quivered as his hands stopped at my waist and he pulled me back until his hard cock was between my ass cheeks. It was straight up, only the side of it was between them and when he started pumping against my rectum it sent a mix of fear that he was about to stick it into me and hope that he was about to stick into me.

  I closed my eyes with the new sensation and his hand connected with my ass. “Eyes open!” came his order. “I want to see those gorgeous green eyes all the while I take you.”

  I nodded and smiled. “Got it, boss.”

  He smiled back and continued to stimulate my ass in a way I didn’t know I’d like. As he pumped away, he looked at me through the mirror and sucked two of his long fingers. He placed them on my clit and began rubbing it until it was hard as a rock. The combination of actions had me on fire.

  When his fingers went inside of me, I felt my walls gripping him. I wanted more than just his fingers but if that was all he was allowing me at that time then I was going to come all over them.

  I rocked back on him, our bodies moved back and forth in a rhythmic motion. I started shaking as the orgasm crested inside of me. He smiled and moved his fingers out of me and put his hands on my shoulders, pressing down until they were on the bed and my ass was high up in the air.

  His nails raked down my back as he stood back up and then his large, hot cock was thrust into me with one hard movement. He stayed perfectly still while my orgasm moved my body around his cock. I felt it pulsing inside of me and it made my orgasm go on and even grow in intensity. I was a squealing mess of pure pleasure.

  Once my walls had stopped convulsing around him, he pulled his cock back slowly. His hands went to my hips and his eyes met mine in the mirror. “I want you to wait until I tell you to come. I want us to climax together.”

  “Okay, that sounds good to me too,” I said as I bit my lip and hoped I could hold it back.

  That wasn’t a thing we practiced. He allowed me to climax as many times as my body needed to. But he was right. Making a baby was different from everyday sex. It needed to be memorable. It needed to be more about us coming together to bring another life into this world.

  No one could ever accuse Lucas of being unemotional. He may seem stiff and unmoved in the boardroom, but in the bedroom and when we had our intimate moments, he was full of emotion and so caring it was nearly unreal.

  His movements were slow and deliberate at first. He was easing into me as we held each other’s eyes but mine kept drifting to watch his muscular body move behind mine. He stopped for a second and lifted me up and took a few steps to move us where the mirror would catch our reflections from the side.

  Now I could see his massive dick going in and out of me and I was mesmerized. His large cock moved into me and came out with a slick shine of the wetness from inside of me. I watched his hand gripping my waist then he slid it down and ran it over my ass.

  I groaned with the need to feel his hand all over my ass. He lifted his hand and brought it down with a nice smack and I moaned. He smiled. “You got even wetter.”

  “It makes me hot as hell when you do that.” I licked my lips and hoped he’d do it again.

  When Lucas was being dominate in the bedroom, he didn’t allow me to tell him what to do to me. Any other time I could but when he played this role I was to be quiet and accept the pleasure he decided to give me. It was a thing I loved to do now and then. It made me feel a little kinky and very hot. Like he was a cave man and I was his cave woman. And as long as we both liked it, then it was going to continue to occur from time to time.

  Chapter 10

  Lucas

  On a Monday in July, my wife had our first child, a son. I watched her go through a pretty tough delivery and she took it like a champ. Sure, she had to bitch out a nurse who wasn’t listening to her when I went to the car to grab some blanket she’d become attached to. I had to smooth her ruffled feathers and apologize to the nurse.

  But Sloan calmed down pretty quickly with a kiss from me and the blanket wrapped around her, then apologized for losing her temper. I held her hand through it all and when our son made it out into the world, we kissed. A sweet kiss that told me more than words ever could.

  Sloan loved me. She’d just pushed this eight-pound kid out of her body that I had helped put there and she wasn’t one bit upset about it. She loved me that damn much!

  “I love you,” I told her as I stroked her red cheek. “You were awesome.”

  “Thanks,” she said. “It was pretty hard. But looking at you made it all worthwhile. I love you, Lucas Montgomery.”

  Her smile was radiant and her eyes were glassy with unshed tears. When our son was held up so we could see him those tears fell like rain and I found some brimming up in mine too. But I wiped them away so I could cut our new son, Jackson’s, umbilical cord.

  His cries made my heart hurt and I asked the doctor, “Is he crying because this hurts him?”

  She shook her head. “He’s just crying because this is all new to him and he’s cold and afraid. It’s going to be up to you guys to let him know it’s all good and
you’re going to keep him safe for the next eighteen years or so.”

  After his cord was clamped off and cut, he was wrapped in a little blue blanket and a blue cap was placed on his head and he was placed into my waiting arms. The way he stopped crying immediately had the whole room going, “Aww.”

  My first words to him were, “Hi, little buddy. Daddy has you now. It’s all going to be okay. I picked you out the perfect momma and she and I are going to take care of you and love you forever.”

  Sloan laughed and said, “I thought it was me who picked out the perfect daddy for him.”

  I moved to her side and held the baby down for her to see him. She ran her hand over his chubby cheek. “We both know it was me who picked you out, Sloan. Out of a crowded night club with tons of eligible women, I caught site of you and I knew you were something else. You were special.”

  She sniffled as a tear rolled down her cheek. “I’m pretty glad I caught your eye. We made us one cute kid here.”

  I kissed her cheek as the nurse came to take the baby to do all of the vital stuff they do to babies. Then I let him go and turned my attention to his momma. I ran my hand through her hair and smiled at her. “Sorry about the attempted kidnapping, and the kidnapping.”

  She laughed, “Don’t forget about the shooting.”

  I laughed too. “How could I forget that?” I pressed my lips to hers then said, “But you stayed with me. It seemed like the world was against the two of us getting together but you kept on staying tough and making the decision to keep on seeing me.”

  “Except for that one week,” she said as she took my chin into her hand. “That horrible week.”

  “The longest week on record,” I said as I looked into her red-rimmed eyes. “Thank you for coming back to me. Thank you for marrying me and thank you for giving me a son. Our first one. Thank you for loving me, Sloan. This life would be nothing without you. I could lose every dime I have and as long as I have you, and now that little guy over there, then I’d be the richest man in the world and would never want anything more than your love.”