Page 30 of The Billionaire Alpha Surrogate

Micah laughed and looked into her blue eyes. They seemed to reflect the ocean, at once calm and tempestuous. He was sure that he could get lost staring into them.

He gently touched her face with his hand and then put two fingers under her chin. The world stood still as he pressed his lips against hers.

The kiss was full of passion and want. This time, she was as intense with the kiss as he was. Her tongue pressed against his lips and she explored his mouth. She hungrily consumed him as her arms wrapped around him.

The scent of vanilla and her essence flooded his senses. His heart thundered and electricity coursed through him. He could feel himself becoming hard and threatening to explode out of his pants.

When she pulled away, he asked, “Are you up for a second dose of what you got earlier?”

He tried to make it sound like a tease or a joke, but his voice was husky with desire and want.

She put her hand on his face and then trailed down to his shoulder, across his chest, toward his stomach, and down to his waist. Lucy leaned over and gently nibbled on his neck. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the sensation of this beautiful woman exploring him.

After a minute, he said, “I’ll take that as a yes.”

Lucy grinned and nodded.

Somehow, their clothes disappeared and they were in the bedroom. He gently laid her back on the bed. Micah slipped his fingers between her legs. She was hot and wet.

He put the tip of his thick shaft inside the slit and slowly pushed himself inside. She pressed her head back into the pillow and closed her eyes. Their bodies moved together as he pulled almost all the way out and drove back in.

“You feel so good,” Lucy exclaimed. “Oh my lord.”

Micah panted as he pistoned in and out of her, her velvety soft pussy walls caressing his cock.

“Your body was made for me,” he moaned.

Lucy raised her hips to meet his and she cried out, “Micah. Yes.”

Her body trembled and her pussy walls pulsated around him. A hot wave of pure ecstasy poured over him.

A raging inferno burned inside of him. Every cell inside of him was on fire. He pulled back out and drove hard and deep inside of her. A geyser of his seed shot into her womb.

He collapsed on the bed next to her. She snuggled next to him and laid her head on his shoulder. Soon he realized that the soft purring sound came from her. She had fallen asleep.

Micah wasn’t sure whether he should stay or go back to his room. He lay with her for a while until his arm went to sleep. Slowly, he pulled it out from under her. She grunted and turned over, sprawling out over the bed.

He rolled out and pulled the sheet and blanket over her. Grinning, Micah rummaged through the desk and found a sticky note and a pen. He put the sticky note on the mirror of the vanity and went to bed.

Lucy laughed at him the next morning at breakfast. “You think you’re funny, don’t you?”

“I know I’m funny,” he said. “I have a bunch of meetings and other business I have to take care of. I probably won’t be home until late.”

“Michelle, Ronnie, and Vera will take good care of me,” she said. “Don’t worry your pretty little head.”

The day went by slowly. Micah checked his watch, expecting to see that several hours had gone by. It had been only half an hour since the last time he looked. Although he expected it, he was disappointed that Lucy was already asleep when he got home.

He took her out for a brief walk on the mountain after breakfast the next morning. They showered together and had sex.

“I’m sorry I can’t hang out. I have to get to work,” he said.

“No worries,” she told him. “I’ll work on my book. I finally have my outline exactly the way I want it.”

“What’s it about?”

“An obsessive stalker told from the point of view of both the stalker and the stalkee.”

Micah raised his eyebrows. “Is stalkee a word?”

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