The Billionaire’s Creed

MYKEL

I was glad Adley slept like a log last night. She started to make me worry. One thing I learned about her was she had this obsession with something, and she would not stop until she was done with it. Maybe that was one thing we had in common.

Even if Adley woke up late in the morning, she was energetic and went to the mini-gym for her yoga.

I was preparing breakfast when she joined me with a kiss on my cheek, then wrapped her arms around my waist.

“What was that for?”

“For reminding me that health is also wealth, and there’s more important than making money and good impressions.”

“Like what?” I put a small amount of butter on her pancakes and poured a good amount of syrup.

“You and our marriage.” Her reply froze me for a moment. Did she really say that?

My heart started pumping hard. I held her hands and turned around. “Do you mean it?”

She looked fantastic today. “Yeah. You took care of me last night and reminded me that my husband was more important to me than making an impression on those old mutts. You and the people I care about matter most.”

I cupped her face and looked right into her eyes. I wanted her to know how much she meant to me. “I would have let you do whatever you wanted to if I didn’t care about you, but you mean the world to me, Mrs. Creed.”

“I still like the hyphenated.” She always made me smile. This woman became my everything in a short time. How did that happen? I still had no clue. Love made everything possible.

“I know.” I pressed my lips into hers. She kissed me back right away, tightening her arms around me. I deepened the kiss, slipping my tongue between her lips. She welcomed me. Her taste was as sweet as the syrup, and I couldn’t get over it.

I cupped her ass without breaking our kiss, and she did not protest. She simply wrapped her legs around my waist and quickly ground herself into me. I was already hard. My cock was erratic to get free.

I raced out toward the table. There was no time to go up to our bedroom. I wanted to be inside her in less than a minute, or I would go mad. I lay her carefully on the table, and she was the only God damn thing I wanted to see, her face all rosy, lips plump, and ready for me. She quickly stripped off naked in front of me. In less than five seconds, my sweatpants and boxers were on my knees, and I was gripping and stroking my cock as I watched her spread her thighs wide apart, teasing her slick pussy, and spreading her wetness around.

“Fuck. You are so beautiful.”

She bit her bottom lip and dropped her head back against the table. Gripping both her hips together, I pulled her down the edge. I let her hook her legs around my waist before I position my cock in her sweet pussy.

I rubbed the tip in her slick entrance and pressed on her clit. I couldn’t wait any longer. I could die right now if I weren’t inside her in a second. And I knew this would be quick and fast.

She gasped in response, letting out a little moan as she felt my rigid cock, pushing further into her.

“Be ready.” Before I could finish my words, I slammed into her. I hit the root.

She cried out loud, her hands gripping the edge of the table.

“Did I hurt you?”

“No. I want more.”

“You have it, baby.” I thrust in shallow strokes, faster and faster.

“Harder!” How could I ever deny what she wanted? I would give everything to her, including the satisfaction she asked for right now.

I rocked my hips, pounding into her as I gripped her waist, holding her steady. The table squeaked and creaked against the floor. Her perfect tits bounced against my strong ministration.

“Cup your tits and pinch your nipples, baby.”

She did as I said. In a matter of seconds, she was arching her back, rocking her hips as she sought her impending orgasm. And I knew how to give her fast.

I pressed my thumb on her clit, and she screamed my name, echoing in the entire penthouse.

Watching her lose into her own bliss made me the happiest man alive. She threw her head back, her eyes rolling, her body tightening, and then she shuddered, her pussy clamping around my cock as she let go of the last bit of her orgasm.

I didn’t stop. I pounded into her harder and faster until I felt the shiver running down my spine, my balls were heavy, and my cock was swelling. I thrust in and stilled for a second before sinking harder and deeper again, exploding and letting loose a powerful load that filled inside her.

***

“Are you sure you wanna do this? We can still go back and have dinner in a restaurant.” She looked at me with those pretty sterling eyes.

“If you say you changed your mind, where getting out of here. But if you’re thinking of me, we’re going.”

“I’m thinking about you, Mykel. But I was the one who suggested meeting your father once and for all.”

“We’re going. If he becomes disrespectful toward you, I’m punching his face.” I helped her out of the car. She was wearing a beautiful black dress and put on the earrings I gave her.

We were welcomed by one of his employees. “Your father is waiting for you, Mr. Creed. Welcome, Mrs. Creed.”

“Thank you,” My wife said politely.

We proceeded toward the living room, and I quickly found my mother on the sofa in her white formal dinner dress.

“Honey.” She was quick on her feet, hurrying toward us. She kissed me on my cheek. “You look handsome tonight, Mykel.” Then she went to pull my wife into a hug.

“Good to see you again, Mom.” I just found out today after our amazing and wild sex on the table that Adley and Mom were keeping in touch. It felt good to know that they cared for each other.

“Oh, boy. You’re getting beautiful every day, darling.”

“You, too, Mom. You’re lovely in your dress.”

“Thank you, darling.” Before we could exchange more pleasantries, my father joined in.

“Son.” He extended his hand.

As a guest, I set aside the anger inside my chest and shook his hand. “Dru.”

“It’s nice to see you again, Adley.” He did a cheek kiss on my wife.

“I hope you don’t mind as his plus one.”

“You’re a family now, Adley. I’m glad you came. Dinner is almost ready.” He gestured and led us to the living room.

Mom and Adley quickly fell into an easy conversation when my father excused himself.

“Did he force you into this?”

“Mom, this is her idea.”

Mom tilted her head. “I figured only Adley can persuade you.”

I smiled and squeezed my wife’s knee. “Yeah. She has that effect on me.”

My father came back. This time he wasn’t alone anymore. He had a woman in his arms.Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

“Son, I’d like you to meet my-”

“You knocked your girlfriend?” I was already on my feet. “And how old is she? About my age? About my wife’s age? Then when you’re done with her, you’re gonna kick her out to the curb too?”

“Honey.” I felt Mom’s hand on my arm.

“Watch your words, son.”

I snorted. “You invited me here to tell me that I’m gonna be a twenty-eight years old brother to your newborn child. Wow! Isn’t it lovely? As always, you are full of surprise, Dru.” I realized how this night got even worse and awkward. The woman was about a few months pregnant. I shook my head in disappointment. “Unbelievable.”

“Mykel.” My wife cleared his throat.

“You ditched your other son. What’s so different this time?”

“I didn’t ditch him.”

“So you are just the unluckiest, I guess, huh.”

“Look, if you can’t show a little respect to me, at least to the woman carrying my child.”

“You just won the father of the year-”

“Son of-” His eyes flew to my mother.

I had already balled my hands into fists, ready to launch into this asshole’s face if Adley and Mom didn’t stop me.

“Mykel, enough! We’re their guests. At least show some respect.”

I turned to Mom. “This is okay with you? You knew about this?”

“Yes. I made my peace a long time ago. How else I’ve been happy if I kept some pain and anger in my heart?”

“You raised your son to be this-”

“What? Well, where were you? Who taught me to be strong if ain’t you?” I scoffed. I hoped he got what I meant. “You’re the best teacher, Dru. The abandonment you did, the pain you’ve caused, and your choices were my best motivation. My past shaped me to be the person before you. How else would I be here today?”

“Mykel, please?”

I looked down at my wife. She was hurting, and I was the one to put that to her.

I squeezed my eyes shut and drew a heavy breath before I turned to the poor pregnant woman. “I wish we’d met under different circumstances. Forgive my manner. What’s your name?”

“Lyra. Nice to meet you, Mykel.” She held her hand out. Poor woman, she didn’t know what she got herself into.

“Nice to meet you, too.” I shook her hand out of pity. She was innocent. The feud between my father and me started a long time ago. She was out of this. I just hoped she knew what she was doing.

The chef announced dinner was ready. He and his woman sat on the hosts’ chairs.

I had to suffer for the whole dinner sitting next to my father. Thankfully, Adley was beside me, constantly reminding me not to stub my father with the fork. Mom was sitting across mine. There was an empty chair that was supposed to be for my half-brother.

“He declined.” My father looked at me. He knew something-a reminder of my fucking secret. A chill of dread ran down my spine.

The appetizer was served, and the situation was getting more awkward until the soup arrived.

“How far are you?” Thankfully, my wife finally broke the silence.

“Twenty-one weeks.” She smiled at Adley. She could have chosen a younger guy. What did she see in him? Money? A father figure she never had?

“So you already know the gender?”

She smiled again and stole a look at my father. I wanted to cringe.

Honestly, the menu was terrific, but it was hard to stomach sitting next to my father.

“It’s a girl,” Dru announced.

“Wow! Congratulations,” my wife commended the couple, grinning enthusiastically.

“Thank you, Adley. How about you two?” It was Lyra who asked.

“Hopefully, in three years, but if it comes early, it’s fine.” She smiled at them and me. “We still have a lot of things to prioritize right now. Once we settled out the business issue, then we can have a baby.”

“I can’t wait to be a grandmother,” Mom gushed across the table.

If only Adley were carrying my child right now, that would be terrific news. I chuckled at the idea of having a child the exact age of half-my sister. The world was just so fucked up.