Marrying the Millionaire (23 page)

As his hand left his tool to hold the
sides of her face, he grunted out in sheer satisfaction. Enjoying
the thick taste of him inside her mouth and the salty pre-cum
seeping from his slit, she raked her nails against his scrotum.
Another hoarse sound erupted from him.

His strokes were long, yet slow, as
she squeezed him tight with inner jaws. Bobbing her head up and
down on him, saliva slid from the cracks of her mouth. “Oh, Kayla.
You better stop,” he sucked in a deep breath, “before you make me
cum.” Gripping the sides of her face, he pulled his erection from
her mouth with a loud pop.

Knowing he was only seconds away from
exploding, Kayla blew on his member, trying to cool it off. Short
seconds later, she crawled up to his face and trailed the tip of
her tongue over his brown, full lips.

Pinning her with a heated stare,
Richmond softly kissed her lips. “You tasted scrumptious. Is this
just sex for you, Richmond?” she asked, praying it was much more.
Of course it was just sex. A man like him certainly wouldn’t want a
woman like her for anything else other than a little
fun.

“
I don’t know what it is
Kayla. But it’s not just sex, baby. It’s so much more. For now,
let’s just enjoy the moment.” With her breasts pressing into his
muscular chest, she rubbed the wet lips of her sex over his turgid
length. Caressing her arms up and down, his breathing heightened.
When he rocked his tool, his knob hit her clitoris.

Richmond clenched her hips, raising
her from his lap. With one hand at her waist and the other on his
rod, he positioned his head to her opening and slid inside her.
Still guiding himself inside her, he circled his head at her
juncture. Oh. His head felt so good right there. His head alone
threated to make her explode right at this moment.

Gripping her hips, he stroked her. His
engorged head slipped deeper inside. “Oh. Ah.” His eyes brimmed
with tenderness and passion as she slowly slid down his
shaft.

Sucking her bottom lip in-between her
teeth, she rocked her hips, rode him nice and slow. Thrusting up
inside her, he eased up on his elbows and sucked her tender nipple
into his mouth. Devouring her breast, he trailed his tongue over
the plump flesh and moaned.

Intense pleasure built inside her
center. Flooded her veins. Rejoiced her insides, and her whole
entire being.

Letting go of her breast
with his mouth, he placed the back of his head on the curb of the
sofa. Driving into her, she flattened her palms on his chest. As
she rode him, his heartbeat pounded against her hands.
Oh. Ah.
Ooo.
She was about to cum.

Rocking back and forth on his column,
she brought her snatch up to his tip, paused, then slammed back
down on him. A rough grunt expelled from his mouth. “Christ, Kayla.
You’re driving me wild. If you do it again, I’m not responsible for
losing it too early.”

He wrapped his fingers around her
wrist, brought her hand up to his lips, and sucked a finger into
his mouth. And then another one. As his large hands explored her
back, her waist, and her hips, her climax built like raging wild
fire inside her. Almost there. Almost on the verge of cumming, she
circled wildly on him.

Sweat wet the edges of her
hairline. Desire coursed like boiling liquid through her veins. A
flood of sensations throbbed at her entrance. Wincing, she slid up
his pulsating stem, curled her center on his knob, then as hard as
she could she slammed down hard on him.
Bam!

Kayla’s sex exploded around his shaft
into a tiny million pieces. Cumming on him, fireworks sounded off
behind her eyes, and for a moment she saw nothing but colorful
sparkles.

Richmond roared like a beast! His body
stiffened like a board. Thick streams of fluid shot from his member
into her entrance. As he unleashed inside of her, she felt the hard
beats of his stem thudding against her bundled nerves. So heavy. So
hard. So much fluid detonated from him and filled her
up.

Sex with him sucked up every ounce of
her energy. Winded, she had to gasp hard for her next breath.
Sitting on top of his still hard erection, her limbs turned to
jelly. Quickly losing her strength, she collapsed on top of
him.

Keeping his erection buried inside
her, he cuddled her in his arms and stroked the hair grazing over
her shoulder. Loving the way his heart had beat against her hand
earlier, she placed her hand over the hard muscle of his chest and
relished at the ticking of his beating heart.

He kissed the top of her head. “You
were wonderful, Kayla.”

She caressed his nipple. “So were
you.”

Lying in each other’s arms, they
drifted off to sleep. Never did he sever their connection. And
never did she feel so loved.

THE SPICY, SWEET AROMA OF cheesy
jalapeno cornbread spread throughout Leslie Spaulding’s house,
which overlooked a wide river in one of the most elite subdivisions
found in the surrounding areas. A few moments ago, Leslie had
gathered all of her guests at the long rectangular table inside her
fancy dining room to say the blessing. Since the children had ate
earlier, they weren’t there. Instead, they were in the den watching
cartoons. Requesting for everyone to join hands and bow their
heads, Leslie said a beautiful prayer.

“
In Jesus’ name I pray.
Amen.”

“
Amen,” voices resounded
throughout the room.

Standing next to Kayla, Richmond
pulled out a chair for her, and after she took her seat,

he took his. At a rapid rate, Richmond
was falling for Kayla, the beautiful woman sitting next to him. But
it wasn’t just her looks that had him so smitten. Or so captivated
and so enthralled. It was her sweet personality and her fun ways.
Full of adventure, he was looking forward to spending most of his
free time with her, especially after what’d happened at his beach
house yesterday. And her house the night before.

Using a pair of tongs, Richmond lifted
a piece of rotisserie chicken from the silver platter and lowered
it to his plate. “Would you like a piece of chicken?” he asked
Kayla.

“
Sure.”

Sensing her nervousness, he asked,
“Which piece?”

Kayla’s eyes drifted to the roasted
pieces of chicken. “I’ll take the breast, please.”

When the word ‘breast’ had left her
lips, a vivid image of him sucking hers on yesterday while she rode
him crossed Richmond’s mind. Lowering the chicken breast to Kayla’s
dish, his lips tilted into a smile.

“
Thanks,” she said,
scooping a heap full of mashed potatoes onto her plate.

Things between him and Kayla hadn’t
gone as he’d originally planned when he’d first hired her to be
Isabelle’s caregiver. Back then, all he’d expected from her was to
be a good nanny and teacher to his daughter. But now, today, as he
sat next to her at his mother’s home, he couldn’t deny the strong
attraction he felt for Kayla. The strong chemistry he had with her
swirled in the air. And just like he could feel it, he was certain
that everyone else at the table could feel it, too.

As if reading his mind, his younger
brother, Suade, burst out with, “So, Richmond. When exactly did you
and Kayla start dating?”

Kayla’s eyes rounded in pure
disbelief. But Suade’s question hadn’t bothered him the least bit.
In fact, he found it rather flattering. “Yesterday.” There, he’d
said it. Only problem was, he hadn’t told Kayla that the two of
them were officially dating yet.

Suade picked up the glass of sweet tea
sitting on the napkin in front of him. “Well, I can most definitely
see why you like her. She’s as pretty as all get out.”

Russell gave Richmond a peculiar
stare. Holding a fork with shrimp potato salad to his lips, he
looked at Kayla, then back at him. “Yesterday?! Y’all just started
dating yesterday? That’s rather quick, don’t you think?”

Leslie wiped her mouth. Tilting her
head, she gave Russell a bland smile. “Mind your own business,
Russell. Richmond and Kayla are grown. They can do whatever they
please.”

A sudden icy contempt flashed in
Russell’s eyes. “You’re always jumping in the conversation when no
one is talking to you, Leslie.”

In her most famous proper voice,
Leslie exclaimed, “Now, Russell, this is my house, and if you don’t
like when I speak my mind whenever I please, you know where the
front door is.”

Russell rolled his eyes. “If it hadn’t
been for me, you wouldn’t have this house!”

Leslie kept her cool demeanor.
“Putting up with your cheating, why my, my, my, I think I deserve
to live this fabulous, darling. Don’t you?” She twirled her wrist
in the air.

Chuckling, Richmond held up his hand.
“That’s enough, you two.”

Suade laughed. “Welcome to the family,
Kayla.”

“
Thanks.” Kayla
giggled.

“
Sandella,” Leslie called
out Sandella’s name as she sat on the other side of Kayla. “That
Logan is too pretty. She’s such a darling little girl. Do you and
Braylon want any more children?”

Russell shook his head. “Now look
who’s being nosey now.”

Leslie’s eyes narrowed at Russell.
“Forget you, Russell.”

Russell’s brows furrowed. “I wish you
would forget me. It’d save me some money, that’s for sure. All the
money I have to pay you for alimony is absurd.”

Leslie shot Russell a contemptuous
glance. “I don’t even know why you bother to come over here for
dinner on Sundays.”

“
Hell, I got a problem with
you, not your food,” Russell spat, then grinned.

Everyone at the table, including
Leslie and Russell, burst into hearty laughter.

AN HOUR LATER, KAYLA EMERGED inside
the kitchen to offer Leslie some help with the dishes while
Richmond and the others took the children outside to play. Sliding
her hands in the back pockets of her jeans, she walked up to Leslie
as she stood at the sink doing the dishes. “Is there anything I can
help you with?” Kayla asked, having thoroughly enjoyed her dinner
at Leslie’s. The lady had said she could cook, and she hadn’t been
lying. Fried and baked chicken, dressing, macaroni and cheese,
collard greens, squash, and green beans, Leslie had prepared a
feast. Had thrown down in the kitchen today.

“
Thanks for offering to
help, Kayla. But I don’t like my guests pitching in and helping.
When you come to my house, I want you to enjoy yourself, relax, and
make yourself at home.”

Momentarily awkwardness formed inside
Kayla. “Thanks for dinner. Everything was delicious.”

“
I’m glad you enjoyed it.
Anytime you’re in the mood for some good food, just know my doors
are always open. I cook a big meal like this every
Sunday.”

Kayla’s heart beamed when she’d given
her a regular invite to her home on Sundays. “Every Sunday? That’s
a lot of preparation, and a whole lot of food.”

Kayla thought she detected sincerity
in Leslie’s eyes. “Yes, it is. But I don’t mind cooking for my
family. Now that they’re all adults, I don’t get to see them that
often, so I look forward to them coming over on Sundays. By the
way, pay Russell and me no mind. The two of us have a love-hate
thing going on. Although he gets on my last cotton picking nerve,
he’s the father of my children, so I put up with him.”

Easing her hands from her pockets,
Kayla let loose a light chuckle. “The two of you are so funny. You
remind me of my grandparents when they were alive.”

“
Oh yeah? What were your
grandparents’ names?”

“
Leroy and Priscilla Van
Buren.”

Leslie’s mouth dropped wide open. “Get
out! I knew Leroy. Oh. Leroy was a good, good man. Whenever I got
sick and didn’t feel like going to the doctor, Leroy would come by
here in a hurry. Using natural herbs for medicine, he always
managed to nurse me back to good health. I used to swear by his
rituals in lieu of medicine.”

Jesus Christ!
Her grandfather was extremely close to this
family, and probably even closer to Salina. Praying that her
grandfather didn’t poison Salina, Kayla’s happy mood sloped
downward. “Yes, people said he was great at natural
healing.”