The Billionaire (14 page)

Chapter 19

She was awake when I got to the bedroom with her
snack. She looked so small and lost it tore at my heart. I knew she was afraid
and that more than anything else pissed me the fuck off. She shouldn’t have to
be afraid.

Her leg and arm will mend, but fear is something that
lived inside and was hard to exorcise. She alone knows the terror that she felt
at the hands of these people, not even my anger can negate that.

Looking at her brought me to a decision, something I
thought I would never do now made perfect sense. I hope to God it was the right
thing to do.

"Hey Blossom, after you've eaten, I'd like to
talk over some things with you okay?" She nodded her head as she took her
salad.

She still had that wary look in her eyes; she was too
young for this shit. How had I forgotten that she was this young? She was still
weeks away from her eighteenth birthday and I felt guilt pull at me.

I'd gotten a seventeen-year old girl pregnant. The
fact that she was my wife didn't do much to alleviate the guilt, the fact that
she wasn't the first eighteen year old to get pregnant nor even the fact that
it was perfectly legal here didn’t help much either. I still felt...wrong
somehow, fuck. I watched her as she ate her salad making sure she was eating
enough.

"I'm not being a very good wife am I?"

"What? What do you mean?" I took the empty
salad plate from her and put it on the night table, passing her the cut up
melon.

"Well, I'm supposed to be taking care of you and
I haven't, I got sick and you have to take care of me..."

"Baby, first off you didn't just get sick you got
hurt, but we'll come back to that later. It's my responsibility to take care of
you as much as it's yours to take care of me, never think that way. Do you
think I would let you do anything now while you're in this position?"

"But it's wrong...."

"No it's not; get that out of your head right
now. I know you don't have a great example of what marriage should be but a
real marriage is not about you taking care of our home or me. It's about us
loving each other in all ways and taking care of each other. If I was hurt
wouldn't you take care of me?"

"Of course, but I'm supposed to, isn't it the
woman's place to do those things? I don't think men like to have to do these
things." My baby is stuck in the damn stone ages, no doubt this was
something she’d learned from her asshole dad in one of his attempts to
brainwash her. I almost laughed at the idea of someone telling Tula that shit
she’d most likely brain the fuck before she kneed him in the balls. But my
Blossom said it in all seriousness.

"Baby, that's just not true, I know where you
learned to think like that, but it's wrong. A man who loves his woman will do
anything for her and not only when she's sick either. When you love someone as
much as I love you little Blossom, there isn't anything you won't do for
them
. Now put that out of your head I have something more
important to ask you okay."

"Okay." She patted the bed next to her
indicating that I should join her there.

Being careful of her injuries, I climbed in next to
her.

She gave me one of her smiles and melted my heart.
Man, who the fuck could hurt this girl? Why would they want to? "I wanted
to talk about the baby...how do you feel about being pregnant at your age?
Aside from the fear you had about a baby causing your death, we know that's not
true right?"

"I'm beginning to yes. I've been dreaming about
the baby a lot, sometimes I see my mom and she tells me everything's going to
be fine...does that make sense?"

"Yes babe it sounds like she's visiting your
dreams to give you comfort." I hugged her shoulder.

"It helps, in the dreams I'm not afraid, I'm
happy and excited, but then I wake up and I remember. The old fear is still
there though it's not as strong as before."

Thank goodness for that. It's only been a few days and
we haven't been talking about the pregnancy but I needed to see where her mind
was. I needed her whole all the destruction of her enemies wouldn’t do that,
only working on her mind could. I just hope she was strong enough to deal with
whatever was going on inside her head without breaking.

"So, how do you feel?" I put one hand over
the flat of her tummy. It was the first time I’d touched her like that since
I’d first told her
;
my first acknowledgment of my seed
in her womb. I looked into her eyes to see if she would freak but she didn’t
seem to be bothered by the contact, good.

"I don't really understand the question."

"How do you feel, do you think you're too young
to have a baby?" She thought about it for a minute before giving me her
answer. "Did you know that women used to get married way younger than I am
before, and have babies and run households and stuff?"

"Where did you hear that?" Of course I knew
it was a historical fact but I wanted to see where she was going with this
knowledge and more importantly how she felt about it.

"I read about it before, I liked the way things
were back then, it seemed...easier. Even though they didn't have all the things
we have back then whenever I read about them it seems like they were happier
somehow."

"Do you think those ladies were too young to have
to do that?"

"No, I think it was natural, it had to do with a
woman's development and what she'd been trained to do I think. I think they
believed back then that a girl became a woman physically when she had...you
know..." Her face blushed hot and I couldn't hold back my laughter.

"No, I don't know." I laughed harder as her
face turned pinker.

She folded her tiny fist and landed one of her
butterfly wing punches to my stomach.

"Be careful sweetheart. Okay, okay I'll stop
laughing, you're just so cute." I had to steal a kiss after that but was
sure to keep it short. My body didn't really understand that she was out of
commission for a while yet and my boy was feeling lonely. Poor thing he’d
gotten a taste of the best pussy he’d ever had only to be cut off without
warning. For that alone I could kill the fucks.

"So you don't mind being pregnant this
young?" She shook her head as she settled her hurt wrist in a better
position on her pillow.

"Do you mind?" Smart girl my wife.

"A little I think. I'm afraid that you'll be
throwing away your youth somehow."

"That's silly Gideon, did you know that
historically it's believed that the Virgin Mary was fourteen when she gave
birth to Jesus, now I don't know if it's true or not but I read it
somewhere."

"Okay, what does that mean?" She could take
me for a spin with her conversations how did we get on this?

"Duh, it's simple Gideon, if the mother of the
savior of the known world was fourteen, chosen by God himself, why would I
think it was wrong to have a baby at eighteen?" Her logic floored me.

"Do you believe in God Ashley?"

"Of course." She looked at me like I'd grown
a third eye. "Don't you?"

Shit..."Um...kinda sorta, I know He exists but I
can't say that I've spent too much time thinking about Him. Can I ask you a
question? How could you believe in Him after all the things that were done to
you?"

She looked at me and it was as though a light went on
in her eyes.

"I always knew He'd send someone, sometimes I
lost hope, but most of the time I believed he'd send someone...and He
did."

Jesus...who was this girl? Who the hell could live
through that shit and still hold onto that kind of hope?

I wanted to cry when the fullness of what she was
saying penetrated. I was her hope, maybe an answer to a prayer. How did that
shit work, what was I supposed to do with that?

I'd just seen a beautiful young girl whose beauty cut
straight to the heart that first day, she'd seen hope.

Somehow it didn't feel like a burden, it felt like I
was the strongest man alive, like I could move mountains. Damn, is this what
love did to you? How could something make you feel weak in the knees and strong
as a team of oxen at the same time?

She seemed to believe what she was saying to me, not
like she was just repeating something she'd heard. That was some potent shit.
Was I her knight in shining armor then, was I supposed to slay her dragons?

"You believe He sent me to you?"

"Uh huh, I know it's you, because you're the only
person who's ever been really kind to me."

Fuck me, they're done, anyone who touched such
innocence had to be pure evil. If I didn't believe it before, I believed it
now.

Reaching over to the night table I got something out
of the drawer and put it on the bed between us.

"What's that?"

"It's the police report from the night your
mother died. It proves that you had nothing to do with your mom dying
baby." She started to cry and rock her little body back and forth in my
arms.

"Come here baby it's okay, I want you to know
these things I don't want you carrying that guilt around anymore."

"What does it say?" She buried her face in
my chest.

"Don't you want to read it?" She shook her
head no as she cuddled closer. I cleared my throat as I started to repeat what
I'd read in the report.

"When the accident first took place and your
father was notified he told them she'd gone out to find an all night pharmacy
to get you medicine, apparently you were sick..." She flinched and dug in
closer.

"I know he already told me..."

"What he didn't tell you is that he was supposed
to get your medicine on the way home, but he went out instead with some of his
friends and then he forgot to pick it up. You were really sick and your mom got
upset and left the house because she didn't want you going any longer without
your medicine."

I felt her tears as they soaked my chest, I fought
back tears of my own as I imagined the guilt she'd been carrying around all
these years, no doubt fed by him. The horror and self-loathing she must’ve
lived with at the thought of being responsible for her mother’s death.

"But why does he blame me then? Why does he hate
me so much?"

"It's his own guilt he's trying to hide, it was
all his fault baby, never yours, you were an innocent child who was sick, whose
mother did what any mother would've done. She did it because she loved you more
than anything else in the world, but you didn't kill her baby, it was never
your fault."

I listened as she cried her little heart out. I'd set
the stage, with this knowledge she can start to finally heal from all the years
of bullshit he'd fed her.

Next I'm going to help her overcome her other
childhood fear, I've decided to let her help me bring down her tormentors. What
better way to overcome her fear than to be instrumental in the demise of her
monsters? This way she'd feel empowered instead of helpless the way she's
always felt, she can take the power back.

It won't be long now. I wanted this shit over with so
my Blossom could bloom.

Chapter 20

After her crying jag, I cleaned her up and held her
while she calmed down.

"There's something else I want to talk to you
about, you can say no if you wish, but I'm hoping you accept my offer, I think
it will be good for you, help you get through this."

"If you think it will be good for me, then it
will be I trust you."

She squeezed me, her arms wrapped around my middle,
head on my chest.

Such faith in me! Where did it come from? How she was
able to be around any male of the species without collapsing in abject fear was
a miracle because it seemed she'd only ever known the worst of the lot.

I kissed her little head as I held her closer, what I
was about to do will take a lot of strength, it wasn't always easy to face your
fears, grown men and women hid from theirs for a lifetime. To ask an innocent
like my Blossom to do such a thing was not easy on me either, but I wanted her
to be strong. I wanted to give her
her
life back.

"What is it, what do you need me to do?"

"I want you to help me research the men who hurt
you. I'm going to bring them to justice for what they did, I can do it myself,
but I believe that if you have a part in it
it
might
help you to overcome some of your fear."

I felt her body shake just a little so I rubbed my
hands up and down her back offering comfort.

"Do you have any idea how much I love you already
little Blossom?"

"A little, I mean you buy me all this stuff, you
take good care of me...and you married me."

"It's more than that baby, those are just things,
but this…feel my heart." I put her hand over my heart and opened her palm
so it laid flat on my chest.

"This is crazy about you, it beats for you now,
only you. You've made me happier than I've ever been in my life, more than I
ever thought possible for someone like me. And because I love you so much and
need you in my life always, I will never let anything happen to you. Do you
believe me?"

"I believe you Gideon, and I love you the same.
When I dreamed of my knight coming to save me, he was never as perfect as you.
You're a thousand times better than any dream and I trust you and we're having
a baby and I want to be happy, so yes I'll help you."

"I'm so proud of you baby, thank you." She
took a deep breath and lifted her head from my chest.

"When do we start?"

"Soon, just get at least one more day of rest.
It's mostly on the computer so you won't even have to move, I'll bring
everything in here okay."

"Okay, what should we do now? I'm not sleepy and
I don't want to watch TV."

At least she didn't sound too torn up, her way of
processing things floored me, it's almost like she filtered and moved on, never
letting anything get her down for too long. Fucking amazing, all the same I wish
I could just hand her a Kalashnikov and watch her blast the fuckers to kingdom
come.

"Do you want to talk some more about the
report?" I hope not but if she did I’d live through it.

"No, not right now, I'm tired of crying and
hurting and feeling sorry for myself, I'm pitiful."

"No you're not don't say that, you've had a rough
time of it baby, no one can blame you if you want to take it easy for a
while."

"I have something else in mind." She smiled
up at me and I knew I was in trouble.

Oh shit, she rubbed the knee of her casted leg over my
semi hard cock. I'd forgotten her playful side, but there's no way I could make
love to her this soon. I mean they didn't say we couldn't
but,
she's so banged up and hurt, like my own little clipped wing bird. I was afraid
I would hurt her if we tried anything though my boy didn’t have any problem
with the idea, greedy fuck.

I tried to head her off at the pass but of course I'd
forgotten my Blossom's natural sensuality and what it does to me.

"Baby, we can't, you're so hurt we should
wait."

"Okay."

Okay? That’s it? That was way too easy, but why was
she still caressing me with her knee? Her mouth was saying one thing and her
body another. Her fingers were now playing with my nipple through the cotton of
my shirt.

"Ashley..."

"I'm not doing anything." My ass; I heard
the amusement in her voice and tried not to laugh and encourage her.

"Tease." I eased her onto her back gently
and
laid
between her thighs.

"Let me make you feel better, but then I want you
to rest, no argument." I was only going to suck on her little pussy until
she came in my mouth and then go take a cold as fuck shower again.

She just smiled her sweet smile at me making my heart
do cartwheels in my chest.

I nuzzled her first, taking in her warmth and the sweet
scent of her. I pulled her panties, which I'd put on her earlier after I'd
bathed her to the side. Her little pussy was all kinds of beautiful and I
missed it, missed feeling all that hot silk wrapped around me.

I didn't take the time for a build up, just pushed my
tongue inside, loving the way her body burned, the noises she made as I ate at
her, nice and slow.

Her tightness held my tongue captive as it moved in
and out of her, her fingers combing through my hair, pulling me closer, urging
me to go deeper still.

I teased her until she almost pulled my hair out,
nibbling and sucking until her body tightened and she came on my tongue.

My cock throbbed and leaked inside my pants. I reached
down and released
him,
giving him some much needed
freedom from restraint.

Palming him, I stroked as I licked and sucked her
sweet pussy letting her juices flow into my mouth.

"I want to do that." I understood what she
meant, my baby wanted to play with my cock. I didn’t see the harm in that so I
eased away from my feast long enough to arrange our bodies so she could reach
me, before going back down on her.

I gave a little start when I felt her wet mouth
instead of her fingers as she took me in.

Fuck that felt amazing, so amazing. I started arguing
with myself I wanted, no I needed to fuck her, but didn't want to hurt her any
more than she already was. I know myself, it had been too long since I'd had
her, four days almost but felt more like a lifetime. If I touched her there was
no guarantee that I would go easy, but the way she enjoyed sucking me went
straight to my cock.

We kept at each other, my pre cum flooding her mouth
as my dick grew as hard as it had ever been, my need growing as she continued
to cum in my mouth.

I came up for air as I finally gave up the fight.

"I have to take you Ashley, I'll try to go slow,
but...I need you."

She opened her legs wider in invitation and I was on
her and in her in a heartbeat.

"Fuck me...so good, baby...hang on."

Fuck, I couldn't stop the pounding of my body into
hers, my mind said slow and easy, my cock said fuck that.

I was a wild man as I fucked into her sweet tight
wetness, her keening moans driving me to the edge and back.

The nails of one hand bit into my back as her teeth
clamped down on my chest.

"Fuck Blossom, am I hurting you?" I had to
be I’d never fucked her this hard before but I couldn’t stop. My hips were
moving faster and faster as I tried to bury my cock as deep inside her as it
would go and then some.

"No, feels good...don't stop...I want it."

Shit I couldn't have stopped if she'd needed me to my
body had taken over and was seeking one thing and one thing only, fulfillment.

Her body inched up the mattress as I continued my
assault on her pussy. Those fuck hot noises she made didn't help either, as
they each seemed to have a direct line to my dick. Pulling her head back from
my chest I sucked her tongue into my mouth as I fucked her. Fuck Gideon easy go
easy. But she didn’t seem to want me to as she moved wildly beneath me, calling
to me. I lifted her leg and went in deeper gritting my teeth against the
unbelievable feelings of lust and love that ran through me. “Cum on my cock
baby, I need to feel you cum now, now, now.” Her pussy tightened around me and
I buried my cock deep and held still kissing her mouth hungrily as I emptied
myself in her as she came, her body tightening around my cock as she squeezed
every drop of cum from me.

I held her to me as we both came down, our bodies wet
and sticky in the aftermath of my madness.

"I need to clean you up baby." One last kiss
and I tried to pull out.

"No stay." She wrapped her arms around me as
I made to leave.

"I like the way it feels, feels...sexy."

I grinned at her blush as I
laid
down on her again turning us to our sides so I wouldn’t crush her.

"That was the best Gideon, thank you." She
was thanking me?

"No, thank you Blossom, you were perfect."

We shared a soft kiss that soon became heated our
mouths and tongues teasing one another until I wanted to mount her again, but
maybe this time I can be less of a beast. We'll see.

"I don't think I'm done with you yet, I'm going
to need more."

I pushed my already hardening cock deeper inside her.

Without another word I turned her over onto her back,
propped her leg up on pillows, and stroked into her again.

"Do you love your husband babygirl?" I held
still inside her.

"Uh huh." That little soft, sweet voice was
such a fucking turn on.

I'd eaten her to three orgasms already and she'd been
fucked to within an inch of her life, now it
was loving
time.

"How's my other baby doing?"

"He's safe inside me."

"Good boy." I brushed her hair off her face
as I stroked in and out of her gently, her beautiful eyes were shining up at me
as she was enjoyed what I did to her.

" I missed being inside you, loving you, having
you. Give me your mouth."