Dazzle: The Billionaire's Secret Surrogate

“Impatient girl,” he teased, reading her thoughts, running his fingers through her hair as she worked the pants down his hips. He lifted his ass up enough for her to manage to work pants and underwear together down past his knees, then sat right back down again to kick the garments off his feet.

Both naked now, the pair of them wasted no time regrouping, with Kady underneath Archer yet again. This time, however, Archer had a destination in mind. He feathered kisses all down Kady’s body until his head was between her thighs. Kady moaned softly and threaded her fingers through his ponytail, giving it a little tug as his tongue reached her clit, just to tease him.

“Archer, yes, keep doing that!” she gasped, her body writhing under his the pressure of his attentions.

“With pleasure,” he said against her flesh, making her giggle, then moan at the long, wet slide of his tongue against her center.

“Always with pleasure,” she said on a breathy sigh.

He had her body singing with passion in an instant. Her heartbeat thudded in her chest, her breath hitched, and she had to remind herself to keep inhaling air as he continued the onslaught. She couldn’t stop herself from writhing and trembling. Soft little moans kept escaping her throat, and then they turned into gasps and sighs, and finally outright groans and shrieks as he brought her to her climax.

Without another word, Archer moved over her body and plunged his eager cock deep inside her. Kady gasped and clawed at his back, moving her hips to meet his thrusts. He pounded into her, possessing her completely. His lips found the pulse at the side of her neck. He nibbled and sucked the little spot, having discovered that Kady really liked it, making her body tense around him.

“Oh!” she gasped, her nails digging into his flesh a bit more than she’d intended. But she couldn't seem to stop, as her entire being was racked by the force of her needs. Archer, ever in tune with that mysterious force within her, knew right when to bite harder, and his hands moved over her nipples as well, giving them a squeeze at the same time. Every touch, caress, thrust, and kiss coalesced together into a maelstrom that left her unable to do anything but be swept away on its current. It was like her body belonged to him.

Kady’s reaction was explosive in its intensity. It shattered Archer’s resolve to go slowly into nothing as she clamped her walls down around his cock, milking every drop of come right out of him with an earth-shattering shudder.

“Woman, I’m so glad I found you,” he whispered in her ear once he could finally breathe again, his ragged breath sawing against the sensitive part of her neck, causing aftershocks to ripple through her.

“Hey now, that’s not quite right,” she chuckled. “I’m the one who found you.”

“Yeah?” he scoffed lazily. “Maybe, but only because I had to advertise.”

“Shut up, Archer,” she chuckled, clutching his sweaty body to hers as they both rode the wave of bliss back to reality.

“Time to take this party upstairs for the night, love,” he said then, his words husky with emotion as she pulled her to her feet. Kady had to blink back tears when he called her love. Stupid hormones, she complained to herself, but she knew that wasn’t what was really causing the tidal wave of emotion roiling through her. It was all him. All Archer. The two of them got dressed just long enough to make the move to their bedroom. The rest of the night had very little to do with sleeping, but was spent in each other’s arms.

Chapter 21

Kady sat in the back of the courtroom when Archer’s case was called, but he was never brought into the room at all. Instead, a lawyer came inside and handed some papers to the court. As he did so, he said, “If it pleases the court, in the matter of Archer Devonshire, his lawyer is unavoidably absent and has asked that a continuance be issued in concordance with his schedule, which said document has just been handed to the facilitating representative for selection of an appropriate date.”

“Very well,” the judge replied. “I believe Mr. Devonshire has been in compliance with the terms of his release into the community. You may find an appropriate date not to fall outside of a period of four months for the selection.”

The woman who was searching gave him a date about three months out, and the new appointment was entered into the ledger, which could also be seen on an overhead off to one side.

That was it. They moved on to the next case. Kady sat there for two minutes just to make sure they weren’t going to call Archer’s name yet again, and then she quietly wandered out into the hall, where she saw that Archer was speaking to the lawyer and some woman she could only see from behind.

“Hey, Miss Kady,” said Daryl, stopping her before she could reach Archer and the little group huddle in intense conversation a few feet ahead. “Archer’s going to be busy for a while, so he asked me to bring you over to the restaurant for lunch and then back to the hotel. He’ll probably be rejoining us there in a couple of hours.”

“Oh, okay,” she said on a sigh of relief. “Who is that with them?”

“His mother,” Daryl replied, and Kady turned with interest, trying to get a better look at her. However, the group had stepped into one of the rooms, and the woman was already out of sight. She sighed, wondering if Archer would bring her by later so they could actually meet.

Daryl swept her outside, leaving the courtroom and anticlimactic trial behind. She knew she should feel happy, but mostly what Kady felt was confused and exhausted. She had been dreading this day for months now, and when it came…nothing. Nothing happened, and it seemed like nothing would happen for another three months if she correctly understood everything that had transpired earlier.

The whole thing seemed beyond her at the moment, as hunger made itself known in full force. She had been too nervous to eat anything before the trial, and with the small human she was busy growing inside her, she was eating for two. Her stomach rumbled, adding an exclamation mark to her thought.

They were just driving by a cozy looking diner, and Kady asked Daryl to stop. It was a gorgeous day so they decided to have lunch outside, and they passed the meal in light, friendly conversation, the whole time Daryl giving her advice on dealing with the pregnancy along with funny anecdotes about when his own wife was pregnant with their child.

It was almost impossible for Kady to imagine her life without his, sometimes unwanted, but always kindhearted fatherly advice. Or Dee, fussing over her, even though she was still early enough along that she could still take care of everything on her own. It was such a 180 degree turnaround from the life she had led before, almost as if she was a different person.

But she was a different person now, Kady mused as they rode back to the hotel in companionable silence. Before she had been scared, alone, desperate for any scrap that would come her way. Now she was so much stronger, so much more confident in herself and her own worth. And she had plenty of time to work on her fashion designs, which were coming out splendidly if she did say so herself.

She pulled out the sketchbook she always had with her, a habit she doubted she would ever be able to break, and then found her pencil and started drawing. Ideas and visions whirled through her head in swirls of color palettes and fabric swatches. Her hand moved furiously across the paper in an effort to capture them all as they turned into the parking lot for the boutique hotel. Daryl stopped the car in front of the main entrance, getting out to open her door to find her still sketching.

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bsp; “Hey, Miss Kady, those look fantastic.” Daryl leaned closer to get a better look