Chapter 10
Jenna
“Oh!” I murmur breathily as Rick gives it to me hard in my ass. “Oh my god!”
At that, my man ejaculates heavily, spraying the interior of my bottom with gallons of milky jism. I love it, and sigh with contentment as he groans, his big body shaking as it unloads.
“Fuuuuck,” he moans when it’s finally over. Our skin is sweaty and stuck together, but Rick doesn’t care and pulls me tight to that broad chest. “Are you ready, sweetheart?”
“I am,” I mewl. Then, my huge lover pulls out, a massive gush of semen running out of my bottom.
But Rick’s a filthy man with filthy desires, and he immediately gets down on his knees to give me one of my special “taboo kisses.” The man doesn’t hesitate and leans forward to lick the cream pie from my asshole, savoring the taste of his jizz spilling from my dirtiest spot.
“Mmm,” I moan, my curves shuddering as I enjoy the feel of his tongue on my anus. “Ooooooh.”
“Yeah, baby,” Rick rasps between laps at my clenching pleats.
“You know Daddy’s taboo kisses are all for you, sweetheart.
I’ll clean both of your orifices after they’ve been used.
And I’ll kiss that snowball out of your mouth too because that’s how Daddy likes his little girl – filled with his jizz at all hours of the day. ”
It's true too because Rick and I are always horny for each other. Hell, I haven’t even slept in my bedroom since that first night that we filmed together!
I moved straight into the master suite afterwards, and although we haven’t filmed together again, I’ve been doing lots of solo work on-line, and my customers can see that I’ve been with a man.
I show them my ravaged pussy and loosened asshole, and I even take photos with my legs spread, the cream overflowing from my orifices.
I’m clearly getting it from an alpha male who’s huge size, and to my surprise, my earnings have skyrocketed.
Who would have guessed? I thought I’d lose followers when I released this new set of photos, and I did get some rude messages at first. But I think the overall heat level of my content has gone up, and my customers are responding to that.
But nothing compares to being with Rick.
I’m head over heels in love with this man and smile at him coquettishly as he stands up, still licking his lips.
He’s still rock hard, that monster club jutting out like a powerful tree bough.
Plus, Rick is gorgeous, even at forty-five, because he works out like a fiend.
Those massive shoulders are like boulders, and his chest is bronzed and wide, with a delineated six pack and that special v-cut at his hips that leads to his massive cock.
I’m lucky to be with such a desirable man, and go weak and hot while staring at him.
“Don’t look at me like that,” Rick growls.
I giggle coyly.
“Like how, Daddy?”
“Like you want me to fuck you again,” he rasps, pulling me into his arms. “Because I will, Snowflower. Daddy will fuck you senseless if you get my balls churning too much.”
“Oh, poor Daddy,” I say in a syrupy voice. “Do you want me to help you empty your balls for you?”
“I do,” he rasps. “But that’s not it, Snowflower. We have to talk.”
Then, he disengages, and I’m surprised because usually “talk” with Rick is just pillow talk where he holds me close and breathes in the scent of my hair, interspersed with sweet, sleepy kisses.
But this time, it seems he means business because he pulls on a pair of loose grey sweatpants, which only makes him look more gorgeous and tanned, and not less.
“What is it, Daddy?” I ask with a mock pout. “What did you want to talk about?”
But Rick doesn’t respond to my overt flirtation. Instead, he frowns, his dark brows drawing down.
“Sweetheart, I just—" he pauses. “I don’t even know where to begin.”
I stare because my man is never hesitant with me. Instead, Rick is assertive and confident, and I’m surprised to see him in this unsure space. Immediately, I pull a dressing gown on and place a hand on his arm reassuringly.
“What is it?” I say softly. “You know you can tell me anything, Rick.”
The handsome man stares down at the dressing table, his expression conflicted. Then he jerks his head up and looks at me, blue gaze dark with unnamed emotions.
“Sweetheart, I love you more than I ever thought it was possible to love a woman, and yet I’m not doing right by you,” he says in a tortured voice. “I haven’t been honest.”
I stare at him, my heart in my throat as a thundering noise pounds in my head. Oh my god, is he married? Does he have a wife somewhere, along with three kids? Or is he an axe murderer, and somehow managed to obscure that part of his past?
“What is it?” I ask in a low, trembling voice. “Tell me. I can handle it.”
Rick’s shoulders slump as he stares at the tabletop.
“I used to be married,” he says in a low voice.
I pause for a moment, letting the knowledge sink in.
“But you’re divorced now, right? That’s okay!” I say. “Lots of people are divorced these days. There’s no stigma attached, and it’s fine. I forgive you already, Rick.”
The huge man shakes his head, still looking down at the dresser top.
“No, Jenna,” he says in a slow voice. “I mean, yes, I was divorced many years ago. But whom I was married to matters because actually … I was married to your mom.”
The blood in my veins freezes. I literally can’t breathe, talk, or even compute. I merely stare at this man, my feet rooted to the ground.
“What?” I ask in a hoarse whisper. “What did you say?”
Rick looks conflicted.
“I was married to Sally many years ago. Your mom never told you how she got hired at Tatti, did she?”
I shake my head.
“No, because it happened when I was two or three. Why? Tell me.”
Rick shakes his head, his black hair in tousled disarray.
“Your mom used to work as a stripper, and that’s when I met her,” he says. “At the Kitty Kat Club one night when I was a young man and dead drunk. Sally was gorgeous then, and I took one look at her and fell into lust.”
“Okay,” I say in a trembling voice. “My mom said she used to work as a stripper before she got the job at Tatti. I knew that. So you met and then…?”
Rick looks uncomfortable.
“So I fall into lust and propose to the stripper with a heart of gold. I got it into my head that Sally was the perfect one for me, and if I could put a ring on her finger, everything wrong in my life would be fine. So we did it. We got the license, and that same day, had a ceremony before an officiant. I was a rich man even back then and found a “judge for hire” who put the stamp on our marriage.”
I still can’t breathe. There’s not enough oxygen in the room and I stare at Rick, my inhales fast and shallow as my pulse races.
“And then what?”
He looks rueful.
“And then reality struck. Sally wasn’t who I thought she was, and I wasn’t who she thought I was either. We weren’t a match. Meanwhile, my family found out and convinced me to divorce her, which Sally took with grace. I suppose it wasn’t that unexpected after a shot gun ceremony.”
I stare at him, practically hyperventilating now.
“And then?”
The handsome CEO’s expression grows determined.
“The divorce was the right thing because we weren’t a match.
But I wasn’t going to give up on Sally either, after basically forcing her to accept my proposal.
So I hired her at Tatti, and she became my personal secretary.
Everyone in my family thought it was sheer craziness, but it worked out okay.
Your mom was more interested in creating a safe, comfortable life for you, than worrying about what my family thought.
Sally was a good worker, and by hiring her at my company, I was able to get her out of the stripper life by offering her a stable job and generous salary. ”
“Oh my god!” I gasp, really hyperventilating this time. “Holy shit!”
“Yes, I know,” Rick says in a low tone, looking ashamed.
“No one ever said anything about my brief first marriage, and in fact, outside of my family, most people didn’t know that I’d been married.
I see that Sally never told you, either, because this is obviously a surprise.
But I remember you from back in the day, Jenna.
You were just a tot in diapers, and you were as innocent as a babe because you were a baby. ”
My jaw’s now on the floor as I stare at the huge man.
“So I’m having sex with my ex-stepfather,” I sputter. “Oh my god!”
Rick grimaces.
“Unfortunately, yes, but what we have is more than sex, Jenna. I hope you know that because I love you,” he says fiercely.
“I love the fact that you’re smart and independent, and that you have your own career.
I love that you tell me what I need to hear sometimes, even when it stings, and don’t care that I’m the big, bad CEO.
I adore your lush curves, sweetheart, and I’d love to get married and have babies with you if you’re willing. ”
“But you used to be married to my mom!” I screech, still trying to process. “Oh my god!”
“Unfortunately, I was,” the huge man acknowledges with a grimace. “And yes, we did consummate the marriage. Not very many times, but we did. So yes, I have had sex with Sally in the past, and I hope that isn’t going to affect what we have together.”
“It’s definitely going to affect what we have together!” I scream. “Are you insane? You used to have your cock inside my mom’s cunt! You expect me to fuck you now? Do you see visions of Sally when we’re making love? Does my mom appear before you like a ghost?”
“No,” Rick says quickly. “Again, I think your mom and I were married for a week at most. Maybe not even that long because my family intervened pretty quick, so I don’t really know Sally, and we were never truly married. We definitely weren’t in love. But I wish—”
“I don’t care what you wish!” I scream again. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
Rick looks conflicted.
“I thought maybe Sally told you, and you already knew,” he says in a quiet voice. “But it’s obvious that that didn’t happen, and your mom kept you in the dark. I’m sorry you had to find out like this, Jenna. It’s my fault.”
I stare at him, so angry that it feels like the top of my head is going to blow off.
Not only that, but a million emotions surge through my veins at once, from rage, fear, and anger, to surprise, bewilderment, and a dizzying “what next?” feeling.
But to my horror, my eyes begin to fill with hot tears and then I’ve burst into sobs.
Tears stream down my cheeks, my cries wrenching.
“How could you do this?” I scream. “How could you? How could you?” I charge Rick like a madwoman, and he doesn’t step aside. The huge man catches me against his frame as I pummel him with my clenched fists, that broad chest impervious to my blows.
“I’m sorry,” he rasps, his handsome features unhappy. “I’m so sorry, Snowflower. I love you, and I’ll do anything to make it up to you.”
“But how?” I scream, still hitting him. “How do you erase your first marriage? How do you change the past so that it never existed?”
Of course, there’s no way, and I collapse into his strong arms, sobbing my heart out. Rick holds me close, his expression agonized, as I pour out a stream of tears against his bronzed chest.
Finally, the tears dry up a bit and I stare at my man, still angry.
“So what next?”
The billionaire shakes his head, his blue eyes not meeting mine.
“It’s up to you, sweetheart. I’ll do whatever you want me to. You can stay here, and I’ll move out, or you can find a new place and of course, I’ll pay the rent. It’s up to you, Snowflower.”
I stare at this man, my heart beating like a drum in my chest. Is that what I want?
To be separated from Rick? Suddenly, I know that it’s not because this man has become everything to me, and I can’t live without him.
My heart has somehow become entangled with his even during our short time together, and I know that I’m devastatingly, irrevocably in love with Rick Purdy.
Even our tangled past can’t change my emotions, and to his surprise, I lean forward and kiss him hard with my nose still slobby and my cheeks wet.
“Sweetheart, what was that for?” he asks in a low, trembling voice. “You don’t have to forgive me. You can take your time digesting this, and then tell me how you feel on a different day. There’s no rush.”
“No,” I say in a clear voice. “I know how I feel, which is that I love you, Richard Purdy. I adore you, and while I’m surprised and devastated by this revelation, it’s not a dealbreaker. It’s something that happened years ago, and I have no memory of it.”
“Good,” Rick says in a low tone.
“Plus, everyone makes mistakes, and yours happens to be a big one. But my mom was also at fault, and despite the mess of the past, you were the bigger man and gave her a job. You didn’t care that she was a stripper with a thin resume.
You didn’t care what your family thought.
You did right by Sally and hired her for a position which changed our lives forever. ”
“Sweetheart,” my man says in a low tone, “it was the least I could do.”
“But it’s significant,” I say. “Plus, my mom stuck with you through the years. Sally never quit, and worked hard at Tatti for a long time. Not only that, but before she passed, she still trusted you. Sally made arrangements for me to stay with you after her death, Rick, because she knew you were a good man.”
“And your mother’s trust in me is one of the biggest gifts I’ve ever received,” he says in a low, throaty tone.
“Because it gave me you, sweetheart. You are the most important person to me in the world, and the woman I love more than anything. I would be forever grateful if you would love me back, Snowflower.”
I look at him for a long moment, his handsome features halfway poised between hope and fear.
But then I smile and press my lips to his mobile ones, forgiving him in that one gesture.
Rick is motionless at first, but then he gathers me close and deepens the passion, his arms locking around me like iron bands.
“I love you, Jenna,” he whispers again. “You are my Snowflower, and I’m grateful for everything that brought you to me along this winding, twisted path.”
“It has been winding and twisted,” I acknowledge. “But I adore you too, Mr. Purdy, and we will figure it out.”
With that, our lips touch again as our hearts meld because we were never supposed to be together.
I was a young girl sent to stay at the CEO’s house after my mother’s death.
Not only that, but I’m a young woman who creates content for Only Fans, while he’s a billionaire alpha male.
But despite it all, my mother has been watching over us, and I’ll always be grateful for Sally’s guidance and compassion …
because in the end, my mother’s love gave me Rick.