I head down the hall to my room on the other side of the house. I check my email, but there’s only one call I need to make. I call Owen Garrett. He’s another self-made man, and we’ve worked together in the past. Over drinks one night, he admitted the unconventional start he and Ellie—now his wife—had.
Anyone with eyes can see Ellie is his soulmate. They’re meant to be together, but when they met, she was a single mom, and he was doing sugar daddy arrangements. He used it to keep people at arm's length, and they met by accident, but it was the best thing to ever happen to them.
He’s ten years older than Ellie, but they've made it work. I send up a silent prayer that he might have some advice for me as the phone rings.
"Hey, man.” Owen answers. “We were just saying we should reach out and get together soon. How are you?"
I decide to cut to the chase so I can get back to spending time with the girls. "I met her."
Owens's voice changes from lighthearted to serious. "And I'm guessing you're calling me because there's a problem."
I spend the next few minutes telling him about my sister passing and the girls and how I met Mari. Owen and Ellie listen intently, letting me tell my story and only asking a few questions here and there.
"First off, I'm sorry about your sister,” Owen says sympathetically. “I know how it feels to be completely lost around kids, but if you need anything, don’t hesitate to let us know." Ellie murmurs her agreement in the background.
"As for this girl, you haven't given one reason it wouldn't work. Plans change all the time. She changed her plans to work for you, and there's nothing to say her plans won't change again.”
“If she feels the same way, and she's not getting any cues from you, she might decide to leave.” Ellie chimes in. “She’s not going to want to stay where she's not wanted, job or not."
"What other people think doesn't matter, and don't let that hold you back," Owen advises.
We chat for a bit longer before I hang up. I know Owen and Ellie are right. No more holding back.
Apparently, Mari has the same idea because after the girls are in bed, she sneaks into my room.
"Everything okay?" I ask, worried something is wrong with the girls.
"Yes. You left before I could return the favor last night, so tonight it's your turn."
I'm sitting on the edge of the bed, and she doesn't hesitate to step between my legs, falling to her knees and making her intentions clear.
"Little one, you don't have to do this," I moan as she runs her hand over my hard cock through my boxers.
"I want to." Mari gives me a sexy pout as she reaches for the waistband, and there’s no way I'm telling her no.
She reaches inside and pulls out my cock, and I recite spreadsheet numbers so I don't come from her soft touch. It's been so long since I've satisfied myself with anything other than my hand, and her touch is the sweetest sin a man could commit.
She runs her hand along my cock with a twisting motion that would make any man drool, but when she looks up at me from below her lashes, I know I’ll never be the same.
Without breaking eye contact, she leans forward and licks the pre cum dripping from me. I close my eyes and sever the connection because it's too much, too intense. Which is why I miss her leaning in until her mouth envelops me, and she swallows my cock like she was born to do it.
"Oh, fuck, baby girl," I moan, tangling my hands in her hair and trying to slow her pace. I want to make this last.
She relaxes and lets me take control, but even a slow pace is too much. Watching my dick slide in and out of her mouth and the sensation of her tongue overloads my senses.
"Fuck.Decide where you want my cum, little one. You're driving me mad."
When she takes me deep, I give in and let my orgasm take over. I unload down her throat with a harsh grunt, and she swallows every drop.
Mari pulls off me, gasping for air, and my vision slowly returns. I’ve never come so damn hard in my life. She starts to stand, and I take her hand and tug her into bed with me.
"Stay here tonight," I whisper, pulling her into my arms.
There is no way in hell I'm letting her go now. She’s sealed her fate.
Chapter 6
Mari