The Billionaire's Redemption

Marriage

"You wouldn't do that to me, you wouldn't separate a mother from her child", Nancy felt her eyes tearing.

"No I don't want to do it but at the rate you are going you might force my hand, besides I don't even know why you are complaining when you ran away with my son".

"What do you mean I ran away with you son?"

Donald looked at Nancy like she just asked the most stupid question he has ever heard.

"now that I’ve found my son I’m not about to wait to be his father, we are getting married and the sooner the better.This is to be a marriage in every sense of the word."

"No" Nancy was now getting desperate, " I don't think I can stand been touched by you after the way you treated me".

"Well it's a good thing I know you body and we have good chemistry." Donald responded with mischief in his eyes.

She was going to get married to the man who had broken her heart.

Donald expected her to share his bed. She wanted to share his bed. It was inevitable, so where was the problem?

She turned and faced the window trying to gain control of her emotions, she felt him behind her, the contact with the hard warmth of his body sent a sharp shock through her own that sizzled down to her toes. She stiffened and then allowed herself to relax.

After a moment his arms came around her, drawing her closer as they tightened across her ribcage. Nancy, aware of every hard inch of him, pretended not to notice. If she acknowledged the embrace she would be obliged to do something about it, and she didn’t want to.

"Ok I will marry you".

They got married three days later and now Nancy and Sam are both staying with Donald.

He hasn't been sleeping home for the past two days since they got married and Nancy has been wondering where her husband has been spending his nights and she really wanted to know what happened to Monique, was he spending his nights with her? Just the thought of Donald with Monique always breaks her heart.

She was sitted in the living room taking a cup of coffee, it was her day off work and Sam was having a play date with one of his friends when Donald walked in, he was looking handsome as ever but she really wants to know where he is coming from but she doesn't want to sound like a nagging wife. Anyway she will just ask even if he gets upset.

"I thought you said this was going to be a real marriage?"

"Ahh don't tell me you miss me, or is this your way of saying you are already bored with married life?"

"Donald I seriously don't care what you think of me any more, I just want you to be clear if this is a marriage on paper I should also find entertainment somewhere else the way you have been doing."

"What did you just say? Hope I didn't hear you right because if am not mistaken I think you just accused me of cheating on you? And did you say you also what to find entertainment somewhere else? Are you that horny?"

Nancy's eyes widened in shock at Donald's outburst, why was he upset? He hasn't been spending his nights home and when I ask him about it he gets upset?

He moved to where she was sitted and she felt so hot and uncomfortable and realized that the shorts she was wearing were too short.

“Tell me you miss what we had together,” he demanded, his eyes capturing hers while his fingers continued to trail fire down her leg.

Nancy wished she could deny his command, but the way he was touching her had eliminated all her defenses to him. “I miss it,” she replied, trembling now as his fingers moved down to her knee, then her calf.

With those words, he stood up and Nancy was painfully disappointed that he was no longer touching her. But she’d been mistaken in his intentions. He didn’t hesitate a moment before he took her head between both of his hands and kissed her, deeply. His kiss caused her to moan with the contact.

Her mouth didn’t stop him in any way. In fact, she encouraged him in the only way she knew how. She kissed him right back, forgetting that she was supposed to resist him. Forgetting that this man really hurt her and she shouldn't let her gaurd down.

It was only Donald now, his hands, his mouth, his tongue invading hers and she kissed him right back with every ounce of desire that had been stored up over the past three years for this man. She wanted him and all the remembered pain was hidden at the moment. It was only the desire, sure and strong, that was on her mind now.

His hands pulled her forward and Nancy’s hands fisted on his shirt, trying to hold on even though her world was tilting precariously. If he were to stop right now, she might just fizzle out in a spark of heat so intense there would be nothing left of her afterwards.

Of course, if he continued, there was the possibility that the same thing could happen. Her only option was to pull herself closer, to mold her body against his, But that didn’t help her in any way either. She needed him so desperately she was in pain with that desire. She couldn’t wait. Her hands slipped underneath his shirt, feeling the velvet steel of his chest and stomach covered by a light dusting of hair. He was stronger, she realized.

Her fingers explored the angles under his shirt, needing to discover all the changes that had occurred over the years but he was pulling at her. She didn’t understand and she almost growled when he did something to pull her hands away. But she realized that he was only taking his shirt off, giving her better access and her hands immediately jumped right back to his chest, her eyes following so she could see the changes as well as feel them.

Her fingers moved over his skin, finding all those spots she remembered so well that drove him crazy. When they weren’t making love, those spots were only ticklish but as soon as their touch heated up, those spots were an instant erogenous zone and she loved every one of them, touching them all and wishing she could send him as far over the edge as she already was.

He growled himself and lifted her up, carrying her into her bedroom and placing her on her bed. “My turn,” he said and swiftly, efficiently, pulled the shirt up and over her head. He didn’t even hesitate, give her time to understand what he was doing before his hands had even released the clasp behind her back to free her breasts. The ugly but effective bra was tossed away and his eyes were hot as he looked down at her bare breasts. she felt so uncomfortable at the changes her body had undergone after her pregnancy and breastfeeding. He was staring at her breasts and she became safe aware that she covered them with her hands.

But he pushed her hands away.

“You’re beautiful,” he groaned before his head bent, lowered to kiss the tip of her breast. Her n****e pebbled underneath his lips and she arched against him, needing his body against hers. She was frantic now, needing him inside her more than she needed oxygen. She wanted him so painfully, felt empty and terrified that he might leave her before he moved inside of her.

Her hands reached down for the belt of his trousers and she unbuckled the belt, unzipped, wanting to feel his erection in her hands, to guide him to her so he could fill her up. He was just as desperate and with swift fingers, her shorts and underwear were gone. He lifted himself up and stripped off his clothes before grabbing a condom out of his wallet.

He sheathed himself with the protection a moment before he lowered himself down to her again. Just to be certain, he pushed his hips between her knees, his finger sliding inside her heat. The wetness he discovered there almost made him lose control but he closed his eyes and took a moment before grabbing her hands and holding them over her head while he pushed her legs farther apart, sliding into her welcome heat. “Damn you feel good, Nancy” he groaned while he pushed himself deeper, watching her face to make sure he wasn’t hurting her in any way.

“Don’t stop,” she begged when she thought he might be about to pull out of her. He was larger than she remembered him, but he was still filling her up and making her feel whole again. She hadn’t felt this since she’d left that day and she couldn’t believe how wonderful it felt to be so intimately connected to this man once more.

And then he started moving. His body surged into hers and she lifted her hips, eager to match his passion. Over and over again he slammed into her, both of them panting in a desperate need to fulfill the ache that had been inside each of them for so long.

When Nancy thought she couldn’t take anymore, she started to push his hips away but he knew all her tricks and wouldn’t let her. He shifted ever so slightly and that was all it took. she flew over the edge into one of the most mind-blowing climaxes she’d ever experienced. She wasn’t even aware of him finding his own release because she was still throbbing, still seeing stars.

When he finally stopped and pulled her close, she sighed with happiness. “I remember,” she whispered, her hand reaching out and touching his shoulders, his back, anything that was part of him.

He stood up and went to the bathroom and Nancy heard the water running for a moment but she was too content to try and figure out what he was doing. She pulled the sheet over her as her eyes drifted slightly closed.

“Still shy?” he asked, laughing as he slid back into the bed behind her, pulling the sheet away so that his hands could smooth over her skin.

As he held her he could feel her getting tense, so he asked, " what's on your mind?"

" This wasn't supposed to happen".

"By this you mean us making love I guess?"

"Of course that's what I mean, truth to be told I still don't trust you Donald and I don't think I will ever trust you, first you impregnated me, then apparently I was just a mistress,then you abandoned me when I needed you most".

Donald got up and started putting on his clothes.

"What are you doing?"

"Oh am going somewhere were i will be needed and respected besides you said you don't trust me and I can't be with a woman who doesn't trust me."

"Are you going to be with Monique?"

"What do you care?"

"If you are going to see another woman then forget about ever touching me".

"With pleasure".

Donald walked out and slammed the door. Nancy waited for him to come home that night and he didn't, she ended up crying herself to sleep.