The Russian Billionaire’s Secret(137)

“I’m all for it.” He pushed his plate back and rubbed his mustache with his thumb and forefinger. “I hate to eat and go back to work, but I need to get some filing done before tomorrow. You can stick around if you want.”

“I think I will get home and cook us up something nice for our late night picnic. Do you like doughnuts?”

“Bear sign? My lord yes. I haven’t had bear si… I mean doughnuts in years. You know how to make ‘em?”

“I sure do.” She smiled and gathered up the basket to leave. “I’ll see you tonight.”

Chapter 6

A Promise of Love

As she walked back to the house, she realized that she had called it home for the first time while she was speaking to Matt. I suppose life could be a lot worse, she tells herself. I could still be living in the city with no food and no money. By now, I suspect I would be a beggar or worse. She mounted the steps and disappeared inside to cook up the doughnuts Em had taught her to make. She hoped that they would taste as good as Matt hoped.

When Matt arrived home hours later, she had their supper spread out on the table. He told her that he was starving and they dug into the meal. She placed a plate of two dozen doughnuts on the table after the meal and he ate nearly half of them by himself. She laughed as she finished his eleventh one and a burp escaped his mouth. He cupped a hand and looked embarrassed for a moment, but her laughter made him laugh as well. Afterwards, he asked her if she would still like to take that walk they had talked about at lunch.

“I most certainly would.” She grabbed up a blanket which he immediately took from her.

“I’ll carry that.” He opened the door for her.

Outside, he started up the street toward town, but she stopped him. “How about tonight we walk the other way?”

“Outside of town? I thought you were scared of the wild. That’s why I’ve been going the other way.”

“I am, but not while I’m with you.”

They walked into the desert with the moon shining down on them amidst a sea of twinkling stars. A few hundred yards from the house, she pulled him to a halt and took the blanket from him. She found a spot that is relatively flat and spread the blanket out. They sat down together and she snuggled up close to him. She smiled as he put an arm around her.

“I want you to know that these last few days have been some of the best days of my life.” Matt’s voice was solemn, sincere.

Belle started to tell him that she appreciated that, but before she could speak he hooked a finger under her chin, tilted her head back, and kissed her square on the lips. She could taste the doughnuts and the stale cigarette smoke on his breath as she kissed him back. With a tentative hand, she reached out, placed it on his crotch, and gave a gentle squeeze. He pulled back from the kiss with a surprised look on his face.

“Are you sure that’s what you want?”

She didn’t have to ask what he was talking about. She nodded her head and gave him another squeeze. As he moved in to kiss her again, she felt him grow hard beneath her hand and let out a gasp. Nerves got the best of her as she tried to undo his pants. She fumbled for a moment before he helped her. Then he was free of his jeans. She looked his member over in the moonlight and decided that it wasn’t so scary after all.

Matt slid her dress off of her shoulders and exposed her breasts. The urge to cover up nagged at her in the back of her mind. Instead, she used her hands on him. He gave a small groan and placed his hands on her breasts. As his thumbs moved over her nipples, she gasped again. That same fiery itch that she had felt early came back, but this time it came back tenfold.

Her back arched and she let out a moan as he placed his mouth over her breast, his mustache tickling her skin. Meanwhile, his hands worked on her dress and slipped it off. She had never been naked outside, but she liked the way it felt. It made her feel free. He had swelled in her hands to nearly twice the size he was when she first saw it. She ran a free hand up under his shirt and felt his hard stomach and chest.

For an older man he was still well-muscled from years of hard work. She frantically worked the buttons on his shirt and peeled it off. As he knelt between her legs, she ran her hands over his body. Her heart raced and somewhere in the back of her mind she didn’t think she was ready, but it was too late for that. She was a slave to her body now and her body wanted him badly.

A gasp of pain mixed with pleasure escaped her lips as he entered her. Em had been right about the first time. It was a little painful, but there was another feeling buried just beneath the pain that spoke of something much better. He moved slowly at first so as not to hurt her and she was grateful for it. Soon her body relaxed and he picked up his pace. The pain subsided and another sensation took its place. That fiery itch in her belly began to grow as he quickened his pace even more until she thought it would consume her. Then a wall broke and sweet pleasure rolled through her body. She arched her back and let out a small scream as the wave of pleasure and ecstasy washed over her.

For a moment, it was so intense that she felt that her heart might explode, but then it subsided and she lay there panting and trying to catch her breath. Matt let out a grunt and moved away from her.

Belle leaned up on her elbow and smiled at him. He grinned back. She could see the sweat that covered his body and made it glisten in the moonlight. Right then and there she decided that she loved this man and loved the life they had begun to build together.