The Billionaire’s Pawn

STRIKER

One year later

It had been a spectacular year for London and me. Two hundred fifty people who were very dear to our family attended our wedding in front of the spring, followed by the reception in the golf field of my father’s estate.

That was an extraordinary day for me, London, and our family. Rome, Prince Thayer, and the princesses were even there for us. And then we spent a few days on my father’s property in Verona, then Switzerland. Our honeymoon ended in Guardion before we headed home.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

One thing we hadn’t accomplished yet was to have a child. We were patient, though. And we were not giving up.

“Maybe we should stop trying.” I ran my finger against her arm as I peppered kisses on her shoulder.

“What do you mean?” She was still giving me her back.

“We’re pressuring ourselves to get pregnant. It’s stressing you.”

“So, you mean to say it’s my fault-”

“No, baby. That’s not what I mean. Let’s leave it be. If we can get pregnant, then that’s amazing. If not, it’s fine. What we’ve been doing was an act of desperation. We still have time. It’s ourselves, baby. It’s our life. Let’s not try again. Let’s enjoy ourselves, enjoy our life. Let’s have fun. You know what I mean?”

“Yeah.” She held my hand and planted it on her lips. “I think we had a year enough of trying. If it’s for us, we’re gonna have it.”

“Exactly. That’s what I’m trying to say.” I kissed her neck. “Let’s just make love or fuck however we want.” That made her laugh.

“I can’t believe you just said that.” She turned to me. “How was your day?”

“Big day tomorrow. Yours?”

“Great. Our branches in Asia are doing great.”

“Thanks to the tireless work of my beautiful wife.” I ran my thumb on her cheek. “But let’s not talk about our work.”

“What do you wanna talk about then?”

“I want more than talking,” I mused, a soft grin spreading on my lips. “I want you, baby.” Just the thought of being inside her made my cock jerk.

“All you have to do is get me naked.” A fire burned in her eyes, and she quickly took off her nighties, freeing her beautiful tits and throwing away the thin garment.

My heart stuttered. I watched her lips part through my hooded eyes as I grazed my thumb against the tip of her nipple. I leaned close to capture her lips, my arms wrapping around her to pull her body into me, and she kissed me right away.

She never ceased to amaze me-her boldness, her obedience, her confidence, and her passion.

She moaned into my mouth as she had my erection in her hand, began stroking me, and pulled my boxers to my thigh. She dragged them down to her feet with her foot, making me smile.

“I learned a few tricks when desperation arises.” She went to kiss me back and rolled us over so that I could be on top.

I moved my lips over her jaw, to her neck, and down to her chest. I captured her tit with a good suck. My cock grazed against her thigh, ignoring the ache-that could wait.

“Cade, I want you now, please?”

I freed her tit and looked at her. “Show me how wet you are?”

I felt her hand slip between her thighs. Her finger dipped into her folds. Then she lifted her hand and showed me how soaked she was. I knew she was wet, without a doubt.

When I opened my mouth, she knew what I wanted. She shoved her finger into my mouth, and I sucked it clean. My mouth watered as I tasted her on my tongue.

“You always taste fucking good, Vanderford.” I guided my cock into her opening and pushed it inch by inch, and I felt her welcoming me as she took me all in.

She closed her eyes. We made love almost every night but still couldn’t get enough of each other. The bond, love, and trust we shared made sex phenomenal.

I kissed her forehead, her nose, her eyes, and her lips before I began rocking into her. I held her hands between her head and interlinked as I picked up my speed.

“Faster, Cade,” she said, bucking her hips beneath me.

“Yes, baby.”

She mewled and tightly wrapped her legs around my waist with every thrust. I thrust faster and harder, and she moaned as she felt me too deeply.

She was closed.

I held her tight and changed into a sitting position. At this angle, I felt ourselves fit together, and the pleasure was incredible. I began bucking beneath her as I fucked her faster and harder.

“I’m closed.” Her arms clung to me as she panted in my grip, her breathing tickling my ear.

“Let go, baby.” My fingers plunged into her hair as I pulled her head and kissed her hard.

She groaned into my mouth as she clenched around me, her body quivering, losing in ecstasy.

“Yes,” she cried out as she finished.

With her warm juices leaking, I fucked her hard, fast, and steady and pressed all inside her until my orgasm came in a wave so fast it blurred my vision.

Still panting, my thrust slowed, relishing the way her pussy pulsed around my cock.

“It’s getting better and better.” I wrapped her as I let my body fall.

“Turn off the light.” Yes, London wasn’t afraid of the dark anymore.

***

I was still sleeping in the morning but had to get up for work. My wife was not in bed.

“Are you in the bathroom?” I went to her bathroom. We remodeled the two rooms into our bedroom so she could have her own closet and bathroom since she took time for herself to get ready for work.

“Yes. Need anything?”

“Nah. Just wake up, and the bed is empty.” I walked in to find her in front of three kits.

“Baby, you don’t have to do this.” I hugged her from behind.

“My period had been regular for the past few months.”

“And?”

“I’m five days delayed.”

“And?” My inside vibrated in excitement.

“Na-da.” Her voice was laced with dismay. She pointed at the three used kits.

All negative. My excitement died down in a flash.

I sighed. I couldn’t hide my disappointment, but maybe, it was not the right time.

“It’s okay. I told you I’m okay with not having a baby right now.”

“I really wanna get pregnant, and it’s depressing.” Her voice began to crack.

I held her to turn around and cupped her face. “Look at me.”

She lifted her gaze.

“Nothing’s going to change between us. Whether or not we have a baby right now, you’re still my baby, okay? Don’t give up too quickly.”

“It’s me, Cade. It’s me the problem.”

“Jesus, no.”

“Don’t lie. We went to the clinic, and your sperm count is good.”

“We will try IVF next time.” I wiped a single tear that fell down her cheek. “I love you no matter what. If we get pregnant and you’re about to go into labor, don’t yell at me and say no! I’m not getting pregnant again,” I mimicked her voice.

She laughed freely and hugged me tight. “I just wanna make you happy.”

“Baby, I’m happy. Extremely happy I’m going to explode with happiness right now. Believe me.”

***

One week later

Truth be told, I’m still wrapping my head around the fact that Moses resigned as the CEO of the Hover. He said he was done being the all-around boss. He focused on being the Chairman. To make the story short, he was still my boss even if I took that position and had been a good father and mentor.

Dad, on the other hand, never changed. He loved me like he never loved anybody else. I guess I was lucky to have two supportive fathers and my father-in-law.

I shut my laptop closed since it began to darken outside. I checked my watch. I only used the vintage watch on a special occasion because it was too special to me, and Moses offered me one million for it, but for me, it was priceless, considering it was a gift from my wife.

My driver, Callan, sent me to the estate. Moses told me to see him tonight, but he didn’t explain why. As soon as I entered the house, I didn’t see anyone.

“Pa?”

“He’s in the backyard, sir.”

“How are you, Emory?”

“I’m good, sir. Thank you.”

I went through the exit door. It was dark, but it didn’t take long until the light turned on one by one dramatically. Then I saw my wife.

“Hey, sweetheart.”

“What’s the occasion, Vanderford?” I asked as I walked in her direction. I cupped her head and kissed her lips. “I don’t give a damn why you are here. I just wanna kiss you and hug you tight.” And I did.

When we pulled apart, she had a picture in her hand.

My heart stuttered. My jaw dropped. My hand shook as I took the image from her hand. Then I looked at her and back to the picture.

“We’re gonna have a baby.” She was giggling with joy. Her eyes lit up like the lights surrounding us.

“Holy- This is real, right? Tell me, this is real, baby, and I’m not dreaming.”

She cupped my face and kissed me on the lips. As our forehead pressed together, she finally said, “Yes, sweetheart. We’re pregnant.”

I kissed her again and hugged her tight. “We’re pregnant.”

Then the popping sound behind us startled me. I was showered with confetti.

“Daddy-o!” It was Linden. “Congrats, brother. I’m finally becoming an uncle again.”

“And still a single asshole.” I laughed and hugged him. When I looked behind him, all my family was there. “Thank you, brother.”

“Congrats, son.” Dad came to hug me.

“Finally, your wish to be a grandfather is coming true. Thank you, Dad.”

“You just made my wish come true, Striker. Ask me anything, and you’ll have it. Just name it,” Moses said.

“Just a nursery room, Papa.”

“I’m gonna be a grandfather and getting old.” Linus hugged his daughter. “You’re going to be a great mother, honey. You and Striker will be great parents. Remember when I told you you would thank me later?”

“I remember, Dad. Thank you for everything.”

I went to hug my wife again. “Thank you, baby.”

“We did it together, Cade.”

My smile hadn’t faded. “You make me the happiest man. I love you. I love you both.”

***

The End