The Billionaire's Call Girl: A BWWM Billionaire Romance (20 page)

"Always." she said, leaning up and pressing her lips to his. The feel of his mouth on hers after so much time apart had her heart soaring and her body warming with need at his touch. Her senses had not dulled nor forgotten how he affected her, and as their kiss deepened and he pulled her closer to him, the heat between them both began to build.

There was a soft coughing noise by the front door and their kiss broke apart as they turned to look at Maryanne.

"We're going to bed, so we wanted to say goodnight to you," she said with a smile.

Jake and Felicia walked back into the house and each of them hugged her parents good night, and waved at them as they walked up the stairs. When they were gone, Jake turned to Felicia and pulled her into his snug embrace, and leaning his head down to nuzzle her ear, he breathed in her scent and let his lips run over her skin lightly.

He whispered, "Come with me now. Come stay the night with me at my home. It's your home too now, so come with me. Please," he breathed soft on her skin and closed his fingers firmly around her body, not wanting to let her go.

His words were like electricity moving through her and she closed her eyes for a moment. She reveled in the feel of him so close to her, and then her lips found his and she kissed him softly, moving her mouth over his as his fingers tangled in her hair, pulling at it gently.

"Is that a yes?" he asked, speaking the words against her lips.

"Yes," she answered him with a giggle and a smile.

He kissed her long and soft, and then let her go in a breathless daze up to her room to pack a bag.

A few minutes later, they were sitting in the back of his limo, touching, teasing, kissing, and tasting, letting their hunger build up as they neared the mansion he was going to share with her.

The car pulled up to the home and she got out and her jaw fell open. It was an enormous house, and one designed with such opulence and luxury as she had never seen. She could not believe the grandeur of the foyer or the wide round staircase that led upstairs from the first floor.

"My god!" she said in wonder. "This is unbelievable!"

He chuckled and turned to face her. "It is an amazing home. My father had it built. When he passed away it became mine, and now it belongs to both of us. We just need to make it official." 

"It'll take a week just to tour this whole place!" she said breathlessly as she gazed around her in wide-eyed wonder.

He tilted his head and squinted slightly. "Well, really, it would take a week and half, but let's just start with the a tour of our bedroom and see how far we get from there." He pulled her close and kissed her hungrily, and she moaned softly in response, kissing him back.

She laughed at him after a moment and took his hands. "That sounds good to me."  He led her up to the bedroom and as she walked in and looked at it, she was again awash in disbelief at its beauty. He watched her, slightly amused by her wonder, and increasingly desirous of her attention and love. It was only a few long moments before he could not wait any longer and he pulled her into his arms and drew her to the side of the bed.

In no time at all, their clothes were laying on the floor and he was lying with her in the bed, kissing her passionately and touching her deeply. Her soft moans and cries made his ache for her almost unbearable, and he loved the sweet torture of wanting her so desperately.

Their kissing, touching, and tasting, became urgent and at last, he could wait no more. He plunged into her and they both lost their breath as the absent feel of each other's bodies was introduced to them again. Their familiar rhythms and passions came back to them, rocking and swaying with one another until their bodies culminated in orgasmic bliss, and they collapsed in each other's arms.

It was while they were lying there together, their arms around each other, that she looked up at him and said his name softly.

"Jake..." She touched his cheek and looked into his eyes.

"Yes?" He was staring back at her in pure happiness.

"Something happened last time we were together, and it's going to change things for us." 

He cocked his head slightly, looking at her curiously. "What is it? What happened?"

She took a deep breath. "I'm pregnant. Three months." she whispered, hoping that her

words would not destroy their world.

Jake sat bolt upright in bed and looked at her, astounded. "What?"

Her heart began to race, as uncertainty shot through her. "You're going to be a father."

A wide smile suddenly broke out over his face and he reached his strong arms around her and lifted her into the tightest hug he had ever given her, laughing and sighing happily.

"I can't breathe!" she gasped, and his grip on her loosened as he let her go a little and looked into her eyes.

"We're having a baby? You're really pregnant?"

Felicia nodded. "Yes." She grinned at him, relief flooding her as happiness took the place of fear.

"Now, that news has just made this the best day of my life so far. I got a wife and a child, all in one night." he kissed her hard in his excitement and then looked down at her with a tear in his eye. “I don't think I could be happier than this. You are the single best thing that ever happened to me, and now I get more of you." He held her close and they talked about all things baby and marriage as they drifted off to sleep in each other’s arms that night.

The next day, Felicia toured the enormous house and the grounds, and discovered that she was actually going to become the mistress of a massive estate when she became the wife of a billionaire. It was a lot for her to take in, but she was ready for the role, and ready to be the loving wife of Mr. Jake Johnson for the rest of her life.

Jake told her later that day that Mariah and David wanted to come over to have dinner with them that night. Felicia loved the idea and because Jake had such fun making dinner with Felicia's family as he had the night before, he asked Mariah and David to come join them. Felicia loved that he adopted that family activity right away. It made her feel like she wasn't so far from home.

Mariah and David arrived and helped them cook some of the meal and set the table. it gave them time to talk and work together, making the meal a more involved experience that they all loved.

As they were finishing the preparation, Mariah opened a bottle of wine and began to pour it into four glasses, but Jake stopped her and shook his head with a grin.

"None for Felicia, she's not drinking for the next six months." He grinned like a schoolboy with a secret.

Mariah stopped mid-pour and gawked at him. "No..."

Jake nodded and his grin widened. "Yeah. We're going to have to remodel the nursery here."

Mariah screamed in delight and grabbed Jake in a huge hug and then hugged Felicia just as tight, looking at her excitedly.

"That's wonderful news! I'm so happy to hear it!" She exclaimed. David hugged them both as well, and, after a few moments of giddy explanations, they sat together around the table.

The talk of babies settled slightly and as it did, Mariah looked pointedly at Felicia. "I was wondering what you would think of doing a double wedding." she asked, one eyebrow raised in conspiracy.

Felicia looked at her in surprise and as the idea took hold in her mind, she could see the perfection of it.

"I love it! I think that's a wonderful idea! We should do it. What do you think?" She turned to look at Jake.

Jake nodded in agreement and looked to David, who also offered his approval.

Felicia spoke up. "I think if we publicize it, we could do some serious reconstruction of the reputation of your company. We take the broken pieces and put them back together again, celebrating non-traditional families. Non-traditional families are really becoming popular lately.

It's all over social media all the time. Your products are geared to children, and it's the younger generations that are having the children, not the older generations who may be more set in their ways.

So you market the concept of non-traditional families to the new generations and their children, and you show that families are what we make them into."

For a moment, she wondered if she had said too much or gone too far, because they were all staring at her as she spoke, taking in every word she said, but then Jake and Mariah both began to nod and smile, and Mariah jumped in first.

"I
love
this idea! What a great way to turn things around! We can definitely get the media involved and make a big splash of it. That's free advertising. Wasn't it P.T. Barnum who said, 'I don't care what they say about me, just make sure they spell my name right'? Basically, what that boils down to is that putting us in the press again could really do a lot toward fixing the damage that happened the last time we were in the press."

Jake agreed. "Let's do this... let's get that reporter who broke the last story, what's his name? Isaac Roberts? Anyway, we have him come in to do an exclusive on us, and we invite him to the wedding and then release the story. The story of how it all worked out in the end."

He lifted his glass in a toast to the others, and they all followed suit, toasting with him. "To the story of how it all worked out in the end!"

Their night rounded out with a delicious dessert, laughter and excellent company. Late that evening Mariah and David left, and Jake and Felicia went to bed together in their home, their dreams laid out before them like paving stones to the future.

In the days that followed, Mariah and Felicia prepared for their double wedding, while Mary and Maryanne helped them with all of the details. Before long, they had it all worked out and nearly everything was in place for them.

Jake made a phone call he never thought he would be making.

"This is Jake Johnson, I'm looking for Isaac Roberts." he said stoically.

Isaac grinned. He was thrilled to get the call. "Mr. Johnson! How are you doing?"

"Much better now that the havoc in my life has calmed slightly," he answered, wishing he could have said, 'the havoc you caused in my life'.

Isaac nodded, knowing he had caused the havoc and not regretting having caused it one single bit.

"What can I do for you today Mr. Johnson?" Isaac asked, waiting for any hint of a tip for a story he could add to his Johnson Legacy.

"Well, we wanted you to be the first to know about some changes that are taking place in our lives, since you seem to have such a keen interest in us and our families," Jake answered him.

Isaac sat up straight in his chair and grabbed his pen and some paper. "I'm all ears, Mr. Johnson."

"Please, call me Jake. At this point, we really should be on a first name basis, don't you think?" he asked with a slightly pointed tone.

"Sure, sure... whatever you want, Jake." Isaac returned with a nonchalant voice. "What's new in your world?"

Jake smiled. "Well, we've got a special event happening and we'd like to offer you the exclusive rights to the story."

Isaac felt like it was his birthday. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. "I am all yours, Jake, my pal. What are we doing?"

Jake grinned. "We're getting married."

"We're doing what? Isaac asked in shock. "You and Mariah are already married! Are you having a second wedding?"

He was surprised that Isaac didn't already know. "No, no. Mariah and I got divorced; it was an amicable and friendly divorce. In fact, that judge said it was the best divorce he'd ever seen. No muss, no fuss. We even held hands going in and coming back out. That's what good friends do." Jake smiled, listening to the pen scratching furiously on Isaac's side of the phone.