The Stubborn Suitor, Book Three (An Alpha Billionaire In Love BBW Romance) (8 page)

As she shifted, she could feel the press of his clothed erection against her bare bottom. There was something extremely erotic about sitting in Drew’s lap, completely naked, while he was fully clothed. She couldn’t help but grind down on the delicious hardness pressing against her through his jeans.

Suddenly, Drew lifted Cami off his lap and tossed her gently on the bed. Cami let her body relax against the soft comforter, spreading her legs invitingly and allowing Drew a fuller view of her body as she lay there before him. His gaze was hungry and wild as he devoured her with his eyes.

Cami could feel her own juices begin to drip on to her thighs and wondered if Drew could see that from where he stood. She hoped so. She wanted him to know that she was ready for him, as hungry and wild as he was.

“Cami,” he whispered breathlessly. “You’re so beautiful.”

Cami preened at this, opening her legs even further and running her hands slowly along her body, stopping for a minute to play with her breasts before moving down between her legs. Cami played with herself leisurely, slowly circling her clit as she watched Drew undress. He made quick work of his clothes, tossing them on the floor as he went. Soon, he was naked, standing over her, stroking his full, throbbing erection.

Cami examined his body ravenously, licking her lips as her eyes fell on his huge, leaking manhood. There was a bead of pre-cum hanging from the tip, and Cami wanted more than anything to taste it.

Unable to help herself, she was on her hands and knees and crawling towards him. When she got to the edge of the bed, she reached out and grabbed his hips, pulling him towards her as she ran her tongue slowly up his cock until she was able to lick the pre-cum off the tip. They moaned as one as she savored the salty taste in her mouth.

Cami looked up into Drew’s eyes. He was looking down at her pleadingly. Without him having to say a word, Cami knew exactly what he wanted. He elicited a raw, dirty sound as she gripped the base of his length and guided it between her wet lips.

Drew moaned again and brought his hands up into Cami’s hair, bucking his hips slightly. He stilled, as if catching himself, but Cami hummed in encouragement and used her hands to direct his hips until he was thrusting into her face in earnest. Cami was dizzy with the taste of him. Like an aged port that was both bitter and sweet, it was driving her crazy with want and need.

The noises Drew was making, small whimpers of need, were also going straight to Cami’s head—and her sex. She was pulsating with desire. As much as she loved the feel of him in her mouth, she needed more. She felt like she might spontaneously combust at any minute if she didn’t find relief.

Drew whined loudly in protest as Cami finally pulled her mouth off his cock. But, as she spread herself out on the mattress, opening her legs in invitation, he got the message. Drew reached into the bedside table to grab a condom, then crawled onto the bed beside her.

First, he slowly ran his hands up and down her body before sliding between her thighs. When he slipped a finger between the lips of her pussy and circled her clit, Cami nearly screamed and arched off the bed. She was so tightly wound at that point that he felt like she was about to explode.

The sensation was amazing, sending shivers up and down Cami’s spine. But it wasn’t enough.

“Please,” Cami begged, thrusting against Drew’s hand.

“Please what, my dear?” Drew asked with a smirk, though Cami was sure he knew full well what she needed.

“Take me,” she panted, her brain barely able to form words, much less sentences. “I’m ready. I just need you.”

“You have me, baby,” Drew said, moving to crawl between her legs.

He slowly rolled the condom onto his swollen length, squeezing the base of his cock before grabbing Cami’s hips and pulling her towards him. He quickly lined his swollen manhood up to Cami’s tight little sex, then sank deep into her body, burying himself to the hilt. Cami cried out at the sensation of being filled and stretched and owned. She wanted nothing more than to feel this way for the rest of her life—like she completely belonged to Drew.

Cami could feel her nails digging into the flesh of Drew’s arm so hard that they would leave marks. That thought send a possessive quiver through her body. She opened her thighs wider and thrust back against his hard length. Drew quickly lifted her legs until they were against his shoulders, then leaned down to press his lips to hers as he finally began to pound into Cami the way she needed.

“Yes!” she cried as he impaled her again and again on his girth.

Drew snapped his hips savagely, pounding into Cami hard and fast. Cami wanted to scream at the painful pleasure whipping through her body with each of Drew’s thrusts. The only way she could keep herself from crying out loud enough to wake her daughter was to turn her head and bite down hard on Drew’s shoulder as the most explosive orgasm she’d ever experienced burned through her body.

When the bolts of electricity finally subsided, Cami realized that her teeth were still sunk deep in Drew’s flesh. The bite wasn’t hard enough to break the skin, but Cami knew that Drew would have a mark on his shoulder for a long time.

Good,
she thought. “I want everyone to know you’re mine.”

“Yes,” Drew cried out against her neck, thrusting into her wildly as he chased his own release deep within her body. “I’m yours, just as you’re mine. Completely. Forever.”

Cami felt a second’s worth of embarrassment at realizing that she’d said those possessive words out loud. But, given that they were enough to send Drew over the edge into his own body-shaking orgasm, she couldn’t bring herself to care for very long.

Cami soon felt a bit awkward, still positioned beneath Drew with her legs up over her own head, and wiggled until she could stretch out beside him. Drew rose and disposed of the condom. Cami used the opportunity to crawl between the soft sheets.

“I’m just going to rest for a minute,” Drew promised. “Then I’ll get up and go.”

“No,” Cami replied. “Stay. I want you to stay the night.”

“But what about Madison?” he asked uncertainly.

“What about Madison?” Cami asked, rolling over onto her side until they were facing each other. “She asked for you to stay. She’ll be disappointed if you don’t.”

“Won’t it confuse her?” he asked, but Cami knew that he was just working through his own insecurities as this point.

She could tell that he wanted to stay as much as she wanted him to.

“No,” Cami replied with confidence. “This is real. This is serious. So she needs to get used to it—used to you. She already loves you though. She won’t mind. We’ll go to breakfast tomorrow—the three of us. It will be great. You’ll see.”

“If you’re sure,” Drew said, though he was now beaming.

“I’m sure,” Cami promised him as she rolled over and pushed back up against him until he was spooning her just right. She then slowly drifted off to sleep.

As it turned out, Madison was absolutely delighted to find Drew still there in the morning. Drew told her later that it made him never want to spend a night away from them ever again. And Cami told him that she was okay with that.

C
ami shifted nervously
, watching through a crack in the door as her daughter teetered in her brand-new shoes, the frilly white dress she was wearing swaying with each step. Cami knew that she shouldn’t be peeking, but she couldn’t help herself.

Madison clung to Robbie’s hand as the two of them made their way up the aisle. Robbie took his place between Drew and Grant. Madison stepped up beside Maggie, in front of the empty pulpit where Cami was about to stand.

The music changed. Cami knew that was her cue. Her mother stepped up beside her, taking her arm. Her mom looked amazing in a crisp off-white tux, her long gray hair pinned up in a tasteful bun. Cami had told her mom that she didn’t need to wear men’s attire, even though she was walking her daughter down the aisle. Her mother, of course, would hear nothing of it, excitedly shopping for a tuxedo specifically tailored to a woman’s body. She hadn’t found the right one—becoming pickier than Cami had been about her dress—and they’d eventually had one tailored specifically for her.

Just because Drew had handed Cami a credit card with her name on it and told her to spare no expense hadn’t meant that Cami wanted to go wild. She’d tried her best to plan the most frugal wedding possible—whenever she could. But there were just a few things Cami had splurged on, including her mother’s suit and the Vera Wang gown that she herself was about to walk down the aisle in. It was custom-made and absolutely perfect, worth every penny, with a jewel-crowned corset and miles of silky tulle trailing after her.

When she stepped out into the aisle, on her mother’s arm, Drew’s expression took her breath away. She could see tears in his eyes as she slowly walked towards him and knew that she was shedding a few of her own as well.

The ceremony was short and sweet, as they said their vows in front of friends and family and Madison and Robbie served as ‘honorary’ Maid of Honor and Best Man, respectively. The reception that followed, however, was another matter.

They’d decided to host the wedding at their own house, since they’d finally gotten the place properly landscaped. An enormous white tent was set up in the lawn, on the other side of the house from the pasture that housed Madison’s pony, Peanut. No one wanted to spend the evening eating and dancing with the smell of pony wafting through the air.

The wedding had been a little rushed. Though they’d been engaged for a while, Cami and Drew found themselves with the surprising—though not at all unwelcomed—news that they were expecting a few months back, and Cami wanted to rush the wedding before she was the size of a barn.

Also, since the custody battle was won quickly, awarding full custody rights to Cami and relinquishing all parental rights from Ken, Drew had been able to easily adopt Madison and she had taken on his last name a few months ago. She was now Madison Sloane, and Cami was anxious to hurry up and become a Sloane herself. Now they would both have a new name—a better name. A name that would be shared with Madison’s new brother or sister incubating in Cami’s belly as she and Drew danced and laughed—celebrating their love with all of their friends and family.

Cami’s mother took Madison home with her that night, so that Cami and Drew could spend their first night together as husband and wife alone in their house. It wasn’t as kinky and erotic has many of their times together had been before, but it was sweet and loving and reinforced exactly what it was that they felt for each other.

The next morning, the two of them rose early and started the long drive to their honeymoon, the location of which Drew still wasn’t willing to divulge. It wasn’t until they turned down a somewhat familiar street that Cami realized where they were.

“Wait,” she said, sitting up excitedly. “Are we heading towards the Emersons’ beach house?”

“Close,” Drew said with a smile. “But no cigar.”

As he spoke the words, Cami noticed that their car passed the turnoff for the driveway for the Emersons’ house. So they were in the area. Cami remained quiet, patiently waiting for Drew’s surprise to be revealed.

Eventually, Drew did pull down a drive. It was longer and more wooded than the Emersons’ and seemed to go on forever. Finally, the trees broke, revealing a beautiful, white sandy beach and a large house—though nowhere near as large as the Emersons’—with a two-story deck. As they drove around to the side to park, Cami noticed that the entire side of the house that was facing the ocean was made of glass.

“That doesn’t look too private,” she said, though she really didn’t mind.

“It’s a private beach,” Drew told her, grinning. “No one here but us.”

“Wow… you rented an entire beach for our honeymoon?” Cami asked, imagining all of the naked sunbathing—and sexing—that would be going on.

“Actually,” Drew said, a sly grin spreading across his face, “this is a kind of…honeymoon-slash-wedding present.”

“I don’t get it,” Cami said with a frown.

Drew reached into his pocket and pulled something out. He then leaned over and placed it in Cami’s hand. She opened it, looking down at a set of keys. She turned them over in her hand for a moment before what Drew was implying actually set in.

“You bought me a house?” Cami asked, her voice rising an octave…or three. “You bought me a beach house!?”

Drew’s smile grew wider at her excitement.

“Yes,” he replied. “I did. I figured, since we met on this beach—or a few miles north, I guess—it would be a great place to own a home here. It would be a way for us to commemorate.”

“Also a great reason to have sex on the beach,” Cami added knowingly—not that she was complaining.

“Yes,” Drew replied, “and a great reason to have sex on the beach. It’s a private beach, so it’s not illegal. And no one will see us. I’ve been planning on doing this for a while. I’ve had my eye out for anything in this area for sale practically since we first got together. And then this house just went on the market last month. Since it was so close to our wedding, I thought it would make a great present.”

“Oh my God,” Cami practically yelled. “You bought me a beach house as a wedding present! I can’t believe this is my life.”

“You’re welcome,” Drew said, laughing a little at her reaction.

“I only got you a watch,” Cami replied sheepishly.

“You got me so much more than a watch,” Drew said, his voice deep and earnest. He brought a hand up to stroke her belly, reminding both of them of the new life growing there. “So much more.” They sat in silence for a moment, just grinning at each other.

“Now,” Drew began, clearing his throat, “let’s go in and explore our new house—make sure you actually like it before you thank me properly.”

Cami did like the house. Actually, she loved it. It was already tastefully furnished, though Drew assured her that they could change things to make it more their own. The master bedroom was on the side of the house with the glass walls, with an amazing view of the ocean. The sun was already setting over the water as Cami dropped her bags and flopped down on the king-sized bed.

“Shall we break it in?” Drew asked with a smirk as he followed her into the bedroom and sat at the end of the bed.

“Actually,” Cami replied, rubbing her pregnant belly, “I’m starving. Plus, I have other plans for you tonight.”

After a quick meal from the fully stocked kitchen, Cami grabbed Drew’s hand and pulled him down onto the beach, where they strolled through the darkness for a while. Eventually, Cami collapsed down into the sand, pulling Drew with her. After pushing him back against the sand, Cami straddled him, leaning down to kiss him deeply.

“God, I love you,” Cami whispered when she finally pulled back for air.

“I love you, too,” Drew replied, bucking his hips a little to make sure that Cami was aware of the way in which his body was responding.

She was aware. “The first night we were together—when we fooled around on the beach—you got me off with your fingers, but when I wanted to stop, you stopped—even though you hadn’t gotten off yet. You were such a gentleman. I think I fell in love with you a little right then.”

“That was the first day we met,” Drew reminded her.

“Yes,” Cami replied. “I’ve loved you since the day we met.”

“I said it first,” Drew said teasingly.

“Shush,” Cami whispered against his mouth as she leaned down to kiss him, “or you won’t get your reward.”

Drew obliged, proving his willingness to be quiet by pressing his lips against hers.

Cami smiled into the kiss. Then, crawling on top of her husband, she set about treating him in the same way he’d shown her all those months ago—and demonstrating her love for him, which had come to life that night, long ago.