The Billionaire's Curvy Submissive (BBW Billionaire Erotica Novel) (12 page)

“You must think I’m a pathetic little kid,”
She moaned, hiding her face from him. “Please understand me Parker.
Please know that I don’t think of you as some tyrant, or heartless
dictator ruling our little family with an iron first. I know that
people always assume such bullshit when rougher sex is in the
picture, but I know how wrong they are. At least they are about us;
I’m not afraid or forced, I trust you. I also love you, and I want
to be with you for the rest of my life. Don’t you know?”

Parker cupped Claire’s chin in his hand and
gazed down at her, amazed. Brushing aside a lock of her ash blonde
hair he said. “How did you do that? Steal all my words just before
I said them? Sometimes I think you know me much better than I know
myself, Claire Baxter... Or should I call you Claire Bennett?”

“Bennett,” Claire said breathlessly. She
realized what a wreck she must look; all tear stained after sobbing
so she hid her face in her hands. “God, you must think I look
horrible. A few hours into the marriage and I’m already letting
myself go, right? Give me another week to pack on sixty pounds and
start farting under the covers...”

Parker rolled his eyes. “Please tell me you
don’t buy all of that nonsense about marriage? That would be the
least mature thing I’d heard you say, if it was the case. Claire
there’s no set way that a marriage unfolds. Hell, there’s no one
set marriage period. Plenty of husbands cheat and lie, and so do
plenty of wives. But there are also plenty of happily married
couples in this world. Somewhere? Maybe not in New York.” He
laughed to himself. “But please, for the love of God, don’t imagine
that you have to ‘do the wife thing’ now that we’re married. If I
come home to see you eating bon bons instead of working in the
darkroom, we might need to have a conversation, but—”

“Darkroom?” Claire asked. “What’s this about
a darkroom?”

“Oh, must have slipped my mind.”Parker
smiled. “Consider it a wedding present, from me to you. Work on the
basement of our townhouse should be finished in a couple of days.
If not, definitely before the honeymoon is over.”

“Honey, wait a minute?” Claire said sitting
back on her knees. “You told me that business was too crazy right
now for us to sneak away on a honeymoon. You said we’d have to wait
at least six months for things to calm down at the office. You mean
we’re going to have construction workers in our house for six whole
months? How are we going to fuck in the kitchen? Or on the stairs?
Or on the living room floor? Or—”

“Well, that’s the thing” Parker said
grinning. “I may have lied to you a little, about our honeymoon
that is.”

“I don’t understand.” Claire said biting her
lower lip.

“I may have planned a surprise honeymoon for
us to embark on, as soon as we check out here?”

“A surprise? Why you.” She pounced at her
husband throwing her arms around his neck, “You devil! I didn’t
even get to pack or anything.”

“No need, I had a team of shoppers buy
everything you might need on our travels. Nothing has been
overlooked; it has all been taken care of.”

“I can’t believe it.” Claire cried out
trembling with anticipation. “Where are we going?”

“Claire.” Parker sighed, “Did I not just say
that the whole thing is going to be a surprise? Why would I give
away the best parts of it now?”

“Can you at least tell me how long we’re
going to be gone?”

“About a month.”

“A month?” Claire couldn’t even comprehend
having a month free from school, work, or the everyday tedium of
post-graduate existence. For perhaps the first time she realized
how much marrying Parker was going to change her life. No more
scraping together pennies from under the couch in order to make
rent, bullshit, counter jobs, online dating, student loan debt,
ramen noodles or cockroaches. Apart from those gigantic Costa Rican
cockroaches found in the rainforest, but basically no more
nonsense.

“Think you can handle it?” Parker teased.

“Bring it on.” Claire cried. “I can’t believe
you did this for me.”

“What’s so hard to believe? I love you. I
want you to have an incredible life. I want you to see the country,
the world and have every possible opportunity. A lifetime of
everything you could ever want is the least I can give you in
return for what you’ve given me.”

“What’s that?” She asked.

“Claire.” He said taking hold of her hands.
“You loved me, fully, without any qualification or demand. You
loved me before you knew that I was, well financially endowed.”

“And otherwise endowed.” Claire muttered.

“The point is.” Parker said seriously.
“You’re the first, no the only woman, who could ever reach me.
You’re the only one I’ve ever been able to open myself to. Do you
have any idea how miserable I was before I met you? I had every
possible human comfort at my disposal and it was never enough.
Nothing moved me; nothing convinced me that the world was a good or
beautiful place. Not until that afternoon on the subway. Not until
I looked into your eyes and saw the potential for a love that
wasn’t predicated on how much money I made or how I looked in a
three piece suit.”

“For the record, you look fantastic in a
suit.” Claire interjected

“Thank you darling, but do you understand
what I’m trying to tell you? From here on out, you will not want
for anything. That’s why I was upset earlier when you woke up; I
felt as though I’d tricked you into a ridiculous slave relationship
with me. That’s not what I want for you; it’s never been my
intention. It would be a pale mockery of what we have; my love for
you is closer to worship than anything else. Maybe that’s extreme,
but it is the truth. When I say that I want you to have everything,
it means much more than material things, it includes your
well-being, respect, and self-worth.”

“But Parker.” Claire said resting her hands
on his solid chest. “I never had any of those things, those
intangible things, before I met you. You’ve validated me on every
level; for the first time in my life I feel like a whole person.
You’ve given me the world; now it’s my turn to give everything I
can to you. The most I can offer right now is myself, fully, and
with a promise of never holding back. My mind, body and soul are
open to you as long as you want them. But in time I know that I
will give you much more. I will be a loyal partner throughout your
and our lives. When you’re lost, I will lead you back from the
edge. I will be a good wife, and step mother, though to be
completely honest, I haven’t even begun to process that...”

“It’s a lot you’ve signed up for,” Parker
agreed.

“And I’d sign up again in a heartbeat.
Because it’s the only life I want; if I didn’t have you or lost
you... it would be the end of me.”

“Oh, Claire...”

“I meant it.” She said adamantly.

“Thank you for saying that.” He
whispered.

“It’s what’s in my heart. Sorry if that
sounds cheesy, but it’s the truth. I don’t know what else to tell
you buddy.”

When Parker’s face broke into a smile Claire
leaned toward him conspiratorially. “So... where are you taking me
tomorrow?”

He grinned back at her, pulling her into his
lap. “You’ll find out where I’m taking you tomorrow...
tomorrow.”

“Ugh!” Claire uttered, wriggling in his grip,
“Please, please, please, just give me a hint, a little one, you
know you want to?”

“Fine, how’s this, we’re not only going to
one place.” He said and laughed.

“What do you mean?”

“Exactly what I said, there may be more than
one fixed location, that’s all.”

“Holy crap!” Claire exclaimed. “Are we doing
something like an Around the World in Eighty Days thing?”

“Maybe... Sort of...” Parker said with his
face falling slightly.

“What is it?” Claire asked feeling
concerned.

“It’s nothing. Just... will you promise not
to be disappointed?”

“Disappointed by a luxurious month-long
honeymoon? I think I can manage that.”

“But... What it is, it’s not around the
world.”

“Oh my God, Parker, just tell me what we’re
doing.”

“Ok, fine...We’re going on a month-long tour
of the United States.”

“You mean like... a road trip?”

“Exactly like a road trip.”

“Oh my God!...”

“Isn’t it what you wanted? When we were
talking earlier, you said what you wanted more than anything was to
see the country, stopping at all the road side attractions, eating
at diners. Right?”

“Yeah, but... isn’t that kind of beneath your
station?”

“Perish the thought.” Parker said and
blushed.

“We’ll have to work on your vernacular before
we go.” Claire smiled.

“But you do like the idea?”

“I love it, thank you Parker.”

She leaned toward him and placed her lips
upon his ever so gently. His firm mouth responded in kind, moving
against hers in perfect time. Even kissing Parker was an act of
absurdly intense sensuality, and Claire was still surprised by how
turned on she could become by the mere locking of lips. She let her
hands travel down Parker’s muscular back reveling in its tautness
through his shirt. Suddenly she was aware of being totally naked
beneath the comforter; Claire then felt the familiar, overwhelming
desire to be taken by Parker warming within.

Claire swiveled her curvy, voluptuous body so
that she could wrap her long legs around him. She could feel,
immediately that he was swelling to solidness. There were few
things she loved more in the world than that first moment of his
hard, pulsing cock pressing against her pussy in the act of love.
Through the soft layers of fabric his bulge was straining against
its sheath, its desperation to enter her was matched only by hers
to accept it.

She wrapped her arms firmly around Parker’s
neck and rolled her hips against his bulging dick. He moaned softly
against her neck, his hot breath sending goose bumps, good ones
this time, careening across her exposed skin. She drew back and
bucked against him, loving the feel of his swelling cock rubbing
against her eager pussy. The friction of the sheets between them
rubbing against the two bits which most wanted to meet was driving
them both crazy.

Claire allowed the comforter to fall from her
shoulders; it slid down until she was naked to the waist. Parker
sucked in a deep breath as he took in the twin mountains of her
enormous breasts. Seeing her husband feasting his eyes upon her
bulging bosom made Claire feel like a goddess, and she leaned back
ever so slightly to allow a better view. Her breasts moved up and
down with her heaving breath, bouncing as she dry humped her way to
paradise with her groom. She could feel her pussy getting wet as
the pressure of his cock became more insistent and his gaze became
hungrier.

Parker laid his hands on her shoulders while
struggling to remain composed as she rode his cock for all it was
worth. He gently pushed her torso down and away from him until she
was sprawled on her back, her legs still firmly wrapped around his
waist. His eyes roved over her body, prone before him in all its
curvaceous glory. She was able to feel the heat from his gaze on
her firm round tits; in response her nipples rose to attention. She
swore she felt him grow an inch at the sight of her erect nipples
rising like tiny peaks on the hills of her breasts.

As if revealing a great treasure, Parker
peeled away the comforter to entirely expose Claire’s body. Lying
naked before him Claire felt as though she had returned home safe
and sound. She loved nothing more than releasing herself into his
care, surrendering, knowing she would be cherished, and cared for.
Parker cherished the sight of her body which was ready for his
hands, tongue and cock to bring alive in rapturous orgasm. He
looked for the world like a man in prayer, and perhaps Claire
thought he was.

Parker’s laid his hands upon Claire’s waist,
digging into her flesh with his strong fingers. Pushing his hands
up over her ribcage he took her breasts. Knowing exactly the right
amount of force required to caress her tits he savored the weight
of them in his palms. He held them as if they were priceless,
precious gifts to the world. Parker’s let his thumb glance across
the perk nubs of Claire’s nipples; a sharp stab of pleasure hit
her. She arched her back, rubbing her wet pussy against the
still-covered bulge of Parker’s crotch.

Unable to resist it anymore Parker held
Claire down with one hand and broke free of her legs’ embrace,
maneuvering on top of his bride. She happily reached down and
helped to free him of his white shirt, dexterously undoing the
buttons as quickly as possible. Parker hurried to undo the pants of
his suit and kicking off the garment let his hard cock out to play
as it must. It was Claire’s turn to admire the body of her husband.
Parker was all rippling muscles, hard bunches on rock-hard flesh
that a girl could grab onto while she was being rode into oblivion.
She let her hands brush down against Parker’s abs and was about to
take his dick into her hands when he caught her by the wrist.

“What is it?” She asked confused by his
pausing in the middle of their foreplay.

Parker looked down at her seriously. It was
clearly taking a lot of effort on his part not to drive his cock
straight into her waiting wet pussy. He leveled his eyes at Claire
and said. “After what happened earlier... I don’t know what to
do.”

Claire was completely speechless. Here was
Parker, king of the world, lord of finance, keeper of her heart, at
a loss as to how to proceed with making love to her? Over the
course of their entire relationship Claire had always been the
submissive protégé, learning the ways of love from her more
experienced teacher. Could it possibly be that the tables had
finally turned? Was Parker asking her for advice as to how they
should continue? She was utterly flummoxed.