Page 34 of Billionaire's Surprise

This morning, his cock ground against my center while we kissed, and I knew we wouldn’t be opening presents anytime soon. Which was okay, since it was just the two of us.

As a couple, we’d spent the last five years growing closer than ever. He was my everything now. Heck, he’d been that from almost the start. Some people might think that was a codependent problem. They’d be wrong. It wasn’t an issue for us. He was my best friend, my confidante and support, and I was the same for him. And the instant attraction we’d experienced at that club had only grown stronger.

And remained insatiable. Before I knew it, Fray had me naked, and his cock surged into me.

“Fuck,” he groaned. “How do you still feel better every time?”

“Magic,” I laughed.

He nipped my bottom lip, before bending to take a nipple in his mouth. “Love magic. You’ve cast a spell on me.”

I wrapped my legs around his waist, my calves crossing over his perfect butt, and rocked up into him. The sensation of him driving so deep into me was the best thing in the world, and he knew just how to slide across my g-spot with each thrust.

We had no more words—none were needed—while we sank into the paradise of each other, our bliss rushing toward us, ready to wrap us in the sweet pleasure again.

“Fray, yes,” I cried out when he circled his thumb on my clit.

“Oh God, yeah, squeeze me like that,” he groaned. “So…good…Em…”

That was all it took, and we tumbled over the edge into oblivion. Moments later, we collapsed together, panting hard, still clutching each other.

“That was fast,” he muttered against my neck.

“Short but oh, so sweet,” I replied, lightly raking my fingers down his back. Sometimes, our lovemaking could last hours. Sometimes, we both went off like rockets. However it happened, it was always good. Fray claimed it was because practice made perfect. I claimed he was perfect—in my head of course. No need to feed his billionaire ego anymore than I already did.

“Can we do presents now?” I asked. Without awaiting his response, I squirmed from his embrace. I hopped out of bed and reached for Fray’s shirt, snatching it up from where it had been dropped last night.

He groaned, rolling onto his back. “If you have that much energy, I must be doing something wrong.”

I knelt one knee on the edge of the mattress and leaned over him to brush my lips over his. “No, you’re doing everything right. I’m just anxious.”

“Okay,” he said, levering himself up. “I’m coming.”

He pulled on his boxer-briefs then swept me up into his arms. I giggled as he headed for the tree downstairs. Thankfully, all of our staff were off for the week, and therefore we had the house all to ourselves, so I didn’t have to worry about Fray’s lack of clothes…or mine. Having people around our home all the timehad taken some getting used to, perhaps being the most difficult adjustment I’d had to make, to be honest.

“I have to go get your gift out.”

“I think Marco handled all the gifts last night,” he said, reminding me thatoneof our staff, our house manager, had been in momentarily last night while we’d been at Fray’s parents’ house.

Yes, Marco from our cruise. He’d been so constantly efficient every time we’d been onboard the ship that Fray had asked him what he’d think of working for us. Ready to move on to another opportunity, Marco had accepted. In retrospect, he’d probably had no idea what he was getting into, but he was thriving and he’d even ended up marrying our groundskeeper, Daisy, last summer.

“There’s a present that’s not with everything else. Let me go get it.”

Fray’s brow furrowed, but he loosened his arms. Leaping to my feet, I headed toward the cupboard where I’d stowed the small package. When I came back, I dropped back into his lap. He cupped the back of my neck, drawing me closer to him, and kissed me again.

“I love you so much. You’re my best present ever. I never need anything else.”

I laughed and handed him the small package. “You might like this just as much. Open it before anything else.”

My teeth sank into my bottom lip. I was so excited, and I’d had a terrible time keeping this secret from him. I’d wanted to scream it from the rooftops since it had taken so long.

“Nothing is better than you,” Fray replied, while he opened the present flat present, his arms still around me, keeping me on his lap and giving me a front seat view. I didn’t look at the present, though. I watched his face.

His smile faltered when he removed the box lid and looked at the piece of plastic inside, surprise overtaking his features. We’d tried for a couple years, and now, I got to tell him.

“I’m going to be a dad,” he whispered. “We’re going to be parents?”

I nodded happily, tears filling my eyes. I’d been so excited, but now, seeing his reaction was everything.

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