The Boss's Heir

Chapter 17

Dinner was a lively affair, as little Julian talked excitedly about his new room, their wedding and his things from the apartment.

"Julian, I have one more thing to ask you" Marco said, wiping his mouth with a linen napkin.  "What is it daddy?" He asked.  "Will you be my best man when I marry mommy?"

He wrinkled his little brow, deep thoughts rolling through his mind.  "What is that, daddy?" He asked.  "Well he's a very important person to the man getting married.  You see, he stands beside the man, while the woman comes down the aisle, but most importantly, he holds the ring the man will give her."

Julian grinned and said "I'm the best man!"  His tone was proud as Cay and Marco laughed at his cuteness. Then they laughed even more at his next question.

"Mommy, do you get a best man?" Cay giggled and said "No honey, I get a Maid of Honor and that is Aunt Jules. She will walk with you, down to meet daddy, and she will hold daddy's ring and my flowers."

Seeming satisfied with that answer, they changed gears and picked up talking about his room again. "Well buddy, since you don't have school tomorrow, we'll stay up late and get your room organized. How does that sound?"

Their son was all grins at this news while they wrapped up their meal, Marco signaled the waiter for the check. It had been an exciting day and wonderful night and it was just the beginning of all that was good in their lives.

Once they were home, they followed Julian upstairs, told him to change into his pajamas, while they changed clothes and they would be back to help him in a bit.

When they got to their room, Marco closed and locked the door, as Cay turned around and faced him. He just looked her over, from her beautiful feet all the way up to her beautiful head. She was a gorgeous woman, his woman.

He watched her pull her dress over her head, slowly taunting him with her delectable little body. Her breasts looked full and round encased in a lacy black bra and a very brief black thong covered her sex, leaving everything else uncovered.

Pulling of his jacket, he loosened and got rid of the tie, then shoes and socks.  Next he took care of his dress shirt and lastly his pants because there was no need to play coy about where this was going.

He watched her sway towards him, her hips mesmerizing him as she got closer.  The feel of her body and body heat on his skin made his c*ck twitch, the need for her and to be inside her was overwhelming.

Turning them slowly, so her back was to the wall now, his voice thick with desire as he spoke.  "Your panties.  Take them off."  He watched her fingers hook into the sides as she slipped them down and off.

"Bra."  That's all he said as she reached behind her and unhooked hit, letting her breasts tumble free was a thing of beauty.  "Merda" he cursed. 

Marco ran his pointer finger down the middle of her chest and back up again while he brought her hand down between them, with his free hand, and begged her to touch him.

She had the softest of touches, his groans filled the room as she encased him in her hand.  Such an innocent on one hand but on the other, a little vixen begged to be let out.

He watched with great anticipation as she dropped to her knees and took him into her mouth.  "Christ Cay" he gritted.  "Don't unman me just yet cara."

Her mouth felt amazing as it slid up and down his length with ease and he loved how she would look up at him with such love and desire.

He made a quick decision to pull her up because if he didn't and she continued, he'd release in her mouth and that's not where he wanted his seed.