BOMBSHELL (22 page)

He started to lick me clean after he dipped his finger in my pussy then in stuck it in my ass. I clenched on him and he pushed in further. I started to rock on his face and fuck his finger in my ass. I put my mouth back on him and braced my elbows on his thighs and pumped him with my hand while I bobbed my head up and down his erect cock. At one point, he started to pump up, touching the back of my throat with the head. I took him further and he started pumping faster. I rocked my ass faster on him, he groaned as I screamed out another orgasm. He pumped three more time before he shot his release deep in my mouth. I swallowed all I could, but it was hard, because this time gravity was playing against me.

There was some spillage running down his cock and on his balls. I lapped up all of it, leaving him nice and clean. I rolled off of him and we both lay with our backs on the bed, exhausted.

“Was that dessert or was that dessert?” I breathed.

He chuckled and grabbed my hand. “Mama, that was the dessert appetizer.”

Oh shit.

“Is that so?”

He turned towards me and said, “On your knees.”

I flipped over and obeyed the man. If somebody would have asked me a year ago if I would listen to a man commanding me to do anything, I would have laughed at them. Fast forward to now and look at me. On my knees, waiting for him to rock my work, like I know he will.

He got off the bed and went into his suitcase, retrieving a black bag. He pulled out two identical boxes and arranged them on the bed. I looked at them to see that they were plugs in different sizes. Reaching into the bag again, he pulled out some lube, cleaner and small package that contained a vibrator. I started to feel my walls coat with moisture. He was right, that wasn’t dessert.

I looked at him and licked my lips. He opened all of the packages, cleaned them and walked over to me.

“You’ve been such a good girl,” he said, “so I wanted to reward you with something that would fill you up entirely.”

His hand travelled down my back to my ass, which he pinched. I jutted it out for him again. “You like that mama.”

I moaned my approval. Something wet hit my backside and ran down my crack, it must be the lube. I spread my knees so he could have full access. He murmured, “that’s it baby, you’re making me so hard right now.”

One finger was pushed into my tiny asshole and after a few thrusts, he joined it with another. I bent down lower so he could get it all. He removed his fingers and smacked my ass. “My mama likes it when I fuck her little hole, doesn’t she?” he smacked me ass again and I moaned, “I know she does.”

The bed dipped down and he reached over to get one of the plugs. “Look at that glistening pussy. You want this, don’t you?”

“Yess,” I purred.

Coldness touched my ass and I felt it penetrate my tiny hole. He pushed it in and out. “Take it all mama, I know you want it.”

I couldn’t tell if that was the big or small plug, but it was going in, slowly but surely. There was a little burn, but when he finally got it in, he got all the way on the bed and kneeled behind me. His hand touched my back, pushing me down so my stomach was lowering to the bed. He lined his cock to my soaked pussy and tried to penetrate. It was so tight because of the plug. He had to thrust a few times, but when he finally did, I screamed out in ecstasy. It felt so good. He smacked my ass and started to thrust.

“Goddamn, woman. You’re so tight.” He fucked me. “That plug looks so good in your ass while I fuck you. I wish you could see it.”

“Yess,” I moaned.

He smacked my ass again, “My good girl. Taking it like I want.”

I started to rock back on him and he slapped my ass again. This one was hard and I loved it. He was about to lose it, as he started rocking harder.

“Yes,” I moved back. He stilled, trying to not cum just yet. I could tell.

“Fuck me, mama. Nice and slow.”

I started going back on him, but not slow. I was that close to an orgasm. “Fuuuck, baby.” He moaned, “Slow down.”

I didn’t listen to him, because he felt so damn good. He slapped my ass again, “My good girl wants a spanking.”

I hope that wasn’t a threat, because I did want him to spank me. Therefore I jutted my ass out as an invitation. He slowed my thrust with his hands on my hips. Then he started fucking me again. I met his thrust this time and he spanned his hands over my entire ass and moaned, “Oh, that ass is mine.”

“Yes,” I breathed.

“That’s pussy is mine.”

“Yes.”

“That mouth is mine.”

“Yes.”

“You are mine.”

“Yes daddy, I’m yours,” I moaned as he rode me harder.

“Ohhh,” he groaned. “Baby, I’m coming. Fuuuck.”

He quickly pulled out and put another plug in my pussy with some maneuvering. Then he moved to the head of the bed, turned my body around, so I was face to face with his cock. He said, “Open for daddy.”

I moaned as I took his cock in my mouth. He grabbed my hair and started to fuck my face. “Every hole is filled baby. I possess your whole body, like you possess my whole soul.”

He pushed his cock as far as it would go and I gagged on him, but opened up my throat to accommodate him. “Fuuck, mama.”

Thrusting faster in my mouth, he breathed, “God, I love you.” Then he pumped a few more times and held my hair so I was taking all of him and swallowing his cum hitting the back of my throat.

“That’s it, take it all. That’s my good girl. She knows how to please her daddy.”

I swallowed every bit of his hot cum. His praise of me made me want to. When he finished, he let my hair go and motioned for me to get on my back, with some minor adjustments since I had a plug in my ass and my pussy. He lifted my legs and spread them, so he could see both plugs. Then he kneeled between them and said, “I know you’ve done this, because I’ve felt it, but I want to see it.

What?

“See what?”

He smacked my pussy and I yelped. “Keep those legs spread for me. I want to see that pussy squirt.”

Leaning down to kiss my taut nub, he licked it, then rose back up and started rubbing it back and forth. I tried to close my legs from the direct friction on the bundle of nerves, but he wouldn’t let me. He kept rubbing and I kept squirming. “Oh God,” I breathed.

“Joshua, I’m about to cum,” I moaned.

I arched my back and grabbed my nipples. “That’s right baby, squeeze those hard nipples for daddy.”

His words spurred me on, because I twisted them and screamed out, as I started to squirt all on his hand. “That’s right mama, keep squirting. Pinch those tight little nipples.”

I squirted so hard, the plug came out of my pussy. He leaned down and cleaned me up. Then when he finished, he came up and kissed me, so I could taste him on my mouth and I know he tasted his own scent as well. Fucking dessert. Delicious.

One year later:

Samantha brushed the kinks out of her hair, while reminiscing about the first time she set foot in the bathroom. She remembered it was the first time she slept with Joshua in his office and he carried her to his room. Samantha kept brushing and wondered how she got to this point, in love, married and a mother. Two years ago, she had only met Joshua once, but now she was his wife. Her life had changed for the better and she was loving it.

Joshua tip-toed in the bathroom and whispered, “I just put her down.”

Samantha continued to brush her hair, but smiled at her husband. He had all but taken over the mommy duties when he was home. She thought that he would not be able to cut back at work, but Joshua, to her surprise, only worked a 25 hour week. He promoted his number two, Jason Quail, to COO so now he travels less. Samantha was scheduled to return to work in another month. Joshua didn’t want her to because he wanted to take care of her, but he also understood that it is something she would need to do.

Keeping his promise, Joshua instituted an employee baby-sitting program that is free to full-time employees and discounted for part-time employees of people who work for him and other companies in the Kelly Building. This included S&W, since they had moved to the Kelly building, which Joshua tricked Samantha into doing. He brought up the time that he conceded and reminded her that number two on his list of compromises consisted of her not complaining about anything he bought her. So, he bought the lease for the space, which was huge and located on the 20
th
floor. Samantha tried to argue that there was nothing in writing, then he accused her of going back on her word, which caused her to concede. The S&W team was extremely happy about the move and especially with the rapid expansion of the company.

As Samantha reflected on these things, she smiled. Joshua stood behind her and massaged her shoulders. “You want a foot rub, mama?”

She paused mid brush-stroke and raised one eyebrow in the mirror, so he could see her. “You know good and well, a foot rub leads to other things, quickly.”

He raised his eyebrow in the mirror and said, “I know.”

She smiled and shook her head. “How about when we get back home?”

He continued to rub the muscles in her shoulders, which were extremely tight and said, “I’m going to hold you to that.”

She murmured, “You are really getting good at these massages!” She almost moaned.

He smiled into the mirror and said, “That’s what a pregnant wife, who craves almonds and peanut butter, has swollen feet and can never get comfortable will do to a man.”

“Mmm, I like it.”

“How long will you take to get ready?”

“Mmm, dunno,” she exhaled.

“Mama, focus.”

“I can’t focus when you do this.”

He stopped and she protested. “How long?” he smiled.

“Just ten minutes,” she frowned.

“Remember, we are just going to have a look. Trinity will be just fine. I’ve called all of the babysitter’s references and she checks out.”

“Joshua, the baby sitter is your mother. I would hope she checked out.”

He lowered his head and whispered, “Babe, they are not moving in here.”

“You don’t have to tell me.”

“Your parents aren’t moving in here either.”

“Actually, I don’t care who moves in here after we leave,” Samantha inserted.

“Touché’,” he said, “but they aren’t moving with us.”

“Agreed,” she raised her fist and he gave her a pound.

“Hop to it,” Joshua said and walked out.

“Okay, I’m so excited,” Samantha squealed.

Joshua drove 30 minutes outside of DC to Annapolis, Maryland, where their house was being built from scratch. They had finished the foundation and had laid the ground work months ago. The house would not be finished for another month. He got everything she wanted in her dream house, so now he was going to take her to see it for the first time. Joshua had called the contractors ahead of time to triple check to make sure they had what she wanted. The wall-to-wall carpet in the bedroom, an identical bathroom like in their penthouse but with a claw tub, a fireplace, den, media room, gym, a large deck, and a swing set in the back. He tried to explain to Samantha that Trinity was too young to make major decisions about the house. Samantha just looked at him, so he told them about the swing set. He got everything else he wanted, but since this was their first house together, he wanted her to have everything.

Samantha had given him everything. She agreed to be his wife and married him just months after he proposed. Mainly, because he was adamant about them being married before the baby was born. They had a semi-small wedding that Lance got exclusive rights to take pictures and write about. It was all over the magazines and Samantha made the top twenty-five hottest pregnant brides. Joshua was happy about this, but Samantha was less than enthusiastic about it, but once Roslyn, Elliot and Joshua provided her with the alternative side, she sort of came around and did the photo-shoot. She was certainly hot. Her parents and Joshua’s parents came for the ceremony, along with key people from Kelly International, and all of the S&W family. All of their friends joined them to celebrate their moment. They pushed the honeymoon back until after Trinity was born. A couple of months later, Samantha gave birth to Trinity Michelle Kelly. She weighed seven pounds and three ounces, had all of her fingers and toes and looked just like her mama. Joshua knew she would. Thick black curly hair twisted all over her head, with big brown eyes attempting to focus on everything around her. Joshua thought she was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen. When they handed Trinity to him right after delivery, he was mesmerized. To the point where tears rolled down his face at this little bundle that he and Samantha made, while falling in love. How someone could even think about taking her away from him, he felt forgiven for what he did. They all deserved it.

Joshua had Alura and her father’s businesses acquired by another company, tore it apart and bankrupted them; including the grandfather who tried to bail out his son’s and granddaughter’s companies. Their trust funds were liquidated, their savings was blown and any monies that were stored in off-shore accounts disappeared. Alura was placed in a mental institution, where she was heavily medicated at all times and there was a standing order that if she every escaped to never have her come back again.

Samantha asked Joshua about the bankruptcy and Alura being in an institution and what his involvement with that included. He denied and would continue to deny any participation. On some level, Joshua knew that she knew, but he also knew that she was not the type of person that sought vengeance. She might have known that he could be if forced, but there was a part of him that would never let her be tainted by his business dealings.

Joshua’s wealth accrual was legit, the means by which he was able to maintain and increase that wealth was not always legit. This was one of the reasons why he wanted to keep Trevor close, to see what and who he knew. He and Samantha continued to talk, but Joshua kept a pulse on his communications. He would get to the bottom of it, sooner or later and Joshua would be waiting.

After Trinity was born, Samantha started to ask about TEX again. She seemed concerned about Joshua’s kinks and pleasures. What she didn’t know was that although Joshua was a ‘master’, he wasn’t necessarily a full participant in the BDSM scene. He was the anonymous owner and only a select few knew that tidbit of information. His love for Samantha and his life with her relied on keeping her safe. That also included keeping her from things like TEX. He tried to assure her that she was all he needed, but he knew that she didn’t believe him, even though that was the truth.

Samantha screamed, jerking Joshua from his thoughts.

“What?” he asked.

She pointed. “Is that our house?” She was literally jumping in the seat.

“Yes, mama. That is our new home.”

“Oh my GOD, Joshua!” It looked awesome.

He smiled, this is what he lived for, to make her happy. He truly had pulled away from Kelly International, TEX and his other business ventures. He was committed to settling down, because now he had a family. One that he wanted to be there for and keep safe.

The house/mansion sat in a gated community in a cul de sac at the end. Joshua already hired someone to maintain the grounds, a nanny to help with Trinity, a cook for the family and a house keeper. Samantha did not want to be isolated, she wanted neighbors and other kids for Trinity could play with. She did not want a spoiled, socially awkward ‘only’ child, even if it was for two years. She was adamant, so they found a plot to accommodate her wishes.

Joshua pulled into the circular driveway and barely put the car into ‘park’, before Samantha jumped out. He met her at the door and pulled out a gift box. 

“I have two gifts for you.”

She beamed up at him. He handed her the gift box and she ripped it open. It contained a single golden key. She held up the key to him and turned to open the door to the house. It opened and she practically ran into the front hall and gasped loudly.

“Oh Joshua, it’s beautiful.”

They walked through every room and Samantha ‘ooh’d and awe’d’ at every single thing; the refrigerator, furnace, ovens, the parking garage, and even the cabinets. They reached the bedroom, which had their custom-made bed already installed and she jumped on it. He went to the closet and pulled out his second gift.

“Really, for me?” She was smiling showing all teeth.

“Yes, baby, for you.” 

Joshua sat the gift box in the middle of the bed for her to open. When she did, there were three keys. They were gold, silver and platinum. Each one read something different:

My Heart

My Soul

My Mind

Tears started to run down her face as she crawled across the bed to reach Joshua. She gripped him in a bone-crushing hug and sobbed. He rubbed her back to calm her down.

“I love you baby.”

She mumbled in his neck, “I love you too.”

She pulled away from his neck and looked at him. “What did I do to deserve you?” she asked.

“No, mama. It’s the other way around.”

She started to shake her head.

“You have my heart, my soul and my mind.” He wiped a tear from her face, “Always.”

“You have mine too, Joshua Kelly. It feels like you always have.”

“So, I take it you like our new place?”

“I love it!” she exclaimed.

“So, can we go get our little bundle of joy now? I miss her.”

“You are so going to spoil her and she’s going to be a daddy’s girl.”

“Of course.”

“I was thinking we could christen the house first,” she inserted.

“Oh, really.” He raised an eyebrow at her.

“Really, Mr. Kelly. I have been a little naughty.”

“And you’ve been naughty. You know what Mr. Kelly does to naughty girls,” he said as he turned towards her and put one knee on the bed.

“I heard rumors, but I wouldn’t know for certain.” Samantha played innocent.

Joshua climbed on the bed moving Samantha beneath him. The mattress was still wrapped in plastic, so the crinkling noises increased as she tried to squirm away from him.

“He spanks their pretty asses until they turn red.”

“Ohh,” she looked like she was thinking. “In that case, I’ve been a very naughty girl.”

“That’s my mama.” He lowered his body to hers and kissed her deeply.

ADDITIONAL NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR

Thank you so much for reading
BOMBSHELL
!

I hope you enjoyed Samantha and Joshua’s story as much as I enjoyed writing it. This essence of this story is based on many true stories with people I know personally and others who have shared. As I mentioned in the beginning, this topic of STD’s is not really something you will see often in a romance novel with a main character. However, one in six people have genital herpes. 21% of women have it and they may or may not know they carry this virus.

Like many other STD’s, awareness is key. Therefore a percentage of the royalties from this book will be donated to Project Accept. You can contribute directly to them or you can volunteer in a different way. More importantly, you can spread awareness in your circles.

There are many support groups for people with genital herpes that include dating websites, Herpes Anonymous groups like one Samantha attended and online groups on social media, including Facebook, Tumblr, Meetup, Yahoo and others.

I believe in accountability, so when Amazon distributes royalties, I will either post the contribution on my Facebook page or Author site.

You can find more information about Project Accept on their website.

http://projectaccept.org

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