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"Journey," I say as I finally catch up to her. "What's wrong? Did I do something wrong?" I ask as the paparazzi gather around and my security holds them back, pushing them away. "Let's go talk privately," I say taking her hand and pulling her away from the cameras and the crowd gathering around. "Are you okay?" I ask when we reach my car. I let her into the back seat and follow her in shutting the door behind me.
"I'm sorry," she says, "maybe us being together is a bad idea. It can't be safe."
"What's wrong?" I ask, "did I do something?"
"It's nothing you did," she says looking at me with her dark brown eyes, "it's the paparazzi, the fans. I can't have people taking pictures of us or of me with you," she says.
"Why not? I'm ready to show you off to the world, show you off as my girl. I have never really done that before but there's a first time for everything," I say.
"Because it's not safe for you and it's not safe for me."
"What do you mean, Journey?"
"Cody," she says and I am instantly confused.
"Who is Cody?" I ask with concern. "I don't know Cody."
"Cody is my ex and he's Zoey's father," she answers me. "I have spent the last couple years running from him and hiding from him. He's not a good man. I have finally escaped him. I am finally away from him and free of him but if I pop up in tabloids he's going to know where I am and he's going to come after me."
"I see," I say, "are you sure he's still out there looking for you? Do you think he's even alive still?"
"I'm sure he's alive and I'm sure he's still looking for me. He wants Zoey. It isn't me he's looking for but to get to Zoey he has to find me first."
"How does he not know where Zoey is? Didn't CPS inform him that his daughter was in state custody?"
"No because I lied," she says. "I couldn't let them give her to him. I would have never seen her again. I couldn't risk it so I told them she didn't have a father or that her father was no longer in her life. I can't risk him coming back, Dean."
"I understand," I say as I take her hand into mine. "I'm a billionaire, Journey. I am known around the world. There are no secrets with me. My life is very far from private. There's always going to be paparazzi watching my next move or following me somewhere. There's always going to be news about my life on TV, on the internet and in the tabloids. That's who I am but I am capable of keeping a little bit of my life private. Not everyone in America needs to know I am dating a beautiful woman named Journey or that I am helping her raise her daughter Zoey either. Even if Cody did come back because he found you," I say, "my security detail is no joke. He would NEVER be able to get close to you. There's no way. I don't want you to break up with me because you don't think I can keep our love life private because I can but I still want to show you off to the world."
"I know, Dean but it's not safe for that to happen. Cody will find out. He will come find me."
"And I will stop at nothing to protect you," I promise. "Your safety is my number one concern. I would NEVER let anyone hurt you."
"I know but it scares me knowing he could find me. I don't want him to find me, Dean. I lost everything because of him. I had to spend my life running and I lost everything."
"But you can have whatever you want, Journey. He's not going to hurt you ever again. Don't let him take away your peace of mind. You are safe with me, you'll always be safe with me."
"And what about Zoey?"
"She will be safe with me too. Journey I would never allow anyone to harm you in any way. I promise you that. I will do control to make sure you don't make it to the tabloids but I can't stop everyone. I can do my best. I will do everything in my power to protect you."
"Do you promise?" she asks.
"I promise," I say with a smile. "Let's not let this put a damper on our night. I had a really good time with you tonight. I have not had that much fun in years."
"It's good to let loose huh?" she asks, "having fun isn't so bad is it?"
"As long as it is with you no," I say with a smile as she looks at me with an appreciative look on her face, eying me from head to toe. "What?" I ask.
"It's just I have never seen you without your business suit or without a tie. Even when you play basketball you're still dressed to impress. I have never seen you wear jeans before or leave your hair undone. It's kind of sexy. Don't get me wrong, I love what you can do with a three piece suit but damn what you can do with a pair of jeans is sexy as fuck," she says making me smile to a near laugh.
"No one has ever labeled me sexy as fuck," I say with a smile. "I like the compliment."
"I'm surprised," she says as she moves to my lap and I hold her on my lap as her arms wrap around my neck. "Because you're pretty hot."
"Thank-you," I say, "I think you're pretty hot too."
"I think you should look like this more often. You look more relaxed, you look more easy going," she says with a breathtaking smile.
"I'm relaxed because I am with you," I say with a smile. "You calm me down more than anyone has ever done before."
"I'm glad," she says with a smile before leaning down and kissing my lips softly, passion growing between us. I run my hand up her spine as her fingers tug my hair softly as she kisses me deeply, her tongue flicking mine, our strokes deepening, I moan into her mouth as she kisses me deeper. Her hands sliding down my shoulders, down my arms, her hands feeling my chest as they slide down to the hem of my t-shirt, I moan as her hands slide up my shirt, my pecs hardening at her soft touch, my cock twitching in appreciation of her deep kiss and soft touches. "I want you," she whispers against my lips.
"Now?" I ask, "wouldn't you rather go back to the penthouse?"
"Right now," she says smiling against my lips I smile against hers as she kisses me once more, her hands running over my washboard hard abs. Her lips finding their way to my neck, the soft nibbles of her teeth and the soft kisses of her lips cover the side of my neck. I call out to my driver to start driving so that Journey and I can have some time together. I make sure to tell him to keep going until I tell him to stop. He pulls out of the parking lot and makes his way onto the busy streets of New York giving us the privacy and the time we need. Journey pulls my shirt off over my head she gets off my lap and falls to her knees before me, kissing every inch of my body, kissing my hard abs, marking me with her lips, marking me as hers. She stops as she reaches the top of my jeans. She unbuttons them, I stand up to help her pull them down, my jeans fall to my ankles, her hands on my thighs as she kisses my naval, stroking my erection through my boxer briefs.
"Journey," I say as I feel my cock hardening at her soft strokes. She pulls the top of my briefs down, freeing my cock and I fall heavily into her hands as she strokes me harder. I moan at her soft firm touch. I gasp as I feel her lips around the crown of my cock. "Fuck," I say feeling the pre-cum moisten the tip of my cock mixed with the heat of her mouth. She takes me deeper in her mouth. "Yes," I moan. Her lips tight against my cock as she makes love to me with her mouth, taking me deeper with each stroke of her mouth, my cock reaching the back of her throat, I grunt at the heat of her mouth, the stroke of her tongue on the length of my cock. "Journey," I say with ecstasy, the passion burning me, my thighs hardening beneath her touch. She continues making love to me with her mouth, I feel the passion ripping through my body, my abs tightening, my cock thickening in her mouth. "I'm going to cum," I say gruffly.
She removes her mouth from around my cock and stands up. "Don't cum," she says. "I'm not finished with you yet," she says with a smile as she unbuttons her jeans, pulling them down exposing her black lace underwear. "I told you I want you and I'm going to take you." My cock hardens, curling up toward my naval, it's painfully hard. I watch as she shimmies out of her laced panties and she makes her way over to me.
"Take me," I breathe not being able to stand it, being separated. I want her as much as she wants me. She smiles as she straddles me, positioning my cock between her legs. She lowers herself onto my cock slowly, I grit my teeth and groan as her sex surrounds my aching cock. She moans as I fill her. She takes a minute to adjust herself to my size before she starts moving, taking me deeper each time she rides my cock. I cup her ass as she rides me, her tits bouncing in my face as she rides me fast and hard. I meet her stroke for stroke pushing my cock deeper into her sex, hitting the right spots as she moans, she throws her head back in ecstasy as I flip her over onto the seat taking control, slamming into her hard, her nails digging into my biceps as I thrust into her, thrusting deeper, filling her.
"Dean," she cries out, her nails digging deeper into my arm. "Yes!" she screams out. My lips cover hers, as I kiss her hard as I continue my rough movements.
"Journey," I moan as I slide deeper into her, the passion tearing through me, the ecstasy taking over my body, my cock growing larger and thicker inside of her.
"Dean," she cries out as she reaches her climax, her hot release covering my thickened cock, it brings me over the edge. I can't control it any longer and I can't stop myself as I thrust into her once more, exploding deep inside of her as I groan, filling her with my seed. I kiss her lips softly before I remove myself from her reluctantly. "That made for a special ending of our date," she smiles making me smile. I reach into one of my compartments in the backseat and pull out a towel to clean us up.
"I would say so ," I smile. "I didn't think it could get any better."
"Neither did I," she says as I hand her a towel to clean up before she puts back on her black lace panties and I slip in back into my boxer briefs. We quickly dress ourselves in the backseat of my car as we drive through the Manhattan traffic. She fixes her hair pulling it up into a messy bun before curling up next to me so I can hold her on our way back to the penthouse. "That was fun," she says as she takes my hand, interlacing our fingers together. "I would do it again."
"Me too," I say kissing the top of her head. "I wasn't too rough was I?"
"You were perfect," she says with a smile as she leans her head against my chest.
"Good," I say.
When we get back to the penthouse my driver lets us out of the car and gives me a look before we make our way to the door where the doorman opens the door for us to let us in. "He knows," says Journey as we walk to the elevator, my hand at the small of her back.
"So what if he does, I'm sure he's had his fun in the back of a car too."
"How many girls have you taken in the backseat of your car?" she asks.
"You were the first," I say with a smile as we step onto the elevator. I lock it so no one else can ride up with us. "You were the first that I allowed to take control. I don't allow that often."
"That's the Dom in you talking, Dean," she says with a smile.
"Well, that wasn't the sub in you," I say with a smile. "I enjoyed it though more than I thought I ever would."
"I'm glad that was just a preview of what's to come," she promises as she blinks at me with her beautiful eyes. "Our sex life is going to be amazing."
"If that is any indication," I say with a smile. "I don't have any complaints."
"Good to know," she says as the elevator reaches the foyer of our penthouse. I allow her to step off the elevator first and I follow behind her. I throw my keys onto the table in the foyer.
"Are you thirsty?" I ask her.
"Yes," she says.
"Okay," I say as we make our way to the kitchen so I can get us something to drink. "Are you going to be all right?" I ask.
"I'm fine, Dean," she says as I hand her a bottle of water as we're standing in the kitchen.
"I meant with birth control and everything," I say.
"Dean, I was in a homeless shelter, I had no health insurance. I have no money for birth control."
"And you didn't stop me," I say.
"We'll be fine," she says, "I promise."
"Okay," I say, "first thing Monday morning you're going to get an appointment for an examination and get birth control. We can't take the risk anymore," I say, "until that's straightened out we will use condoms."
"Okay," she says. "But I don't think that's necessary. We can always pull out besides I don't have health insurance."
"Well, your new employer offers wonderful insurance that covers pretty much everything. You'll be fine. Pulling out doesn't always work," I explain. "This isn't up for discussion, if you want to have a sex life it's condoms or birth control of your choice. I can't take the risk again."
"Okay," she says before she drinks some of her water. "But I can't get pregnant. That's what I am trying to tell you. That's why I didn't stop you."
"How did you have Zoey if you couldn't get pregnant?" I ask.
"Because that was before, shortly after I had Zoey Cody beat me up badly and did some damage to my ovaries and my uterine area. The doctors said the damage was so severe that I would never be able to have kids again. I can't get pregnant."
"But are they sure?" I ask, "because while I want to make an heir to my empire one day I am not ready to do that just yet besides you and I need some time with each other, to enjoy each other and what not before we have any children. I am okay with Zoey but I'm not ready to father my own children yet. I just want to be careful and I was careless earlier in the car and I apologize. I put us both at risk. I lost my mind but from now on even if you can't get pregnant I still want to be cautious because there's always that one chance it could happen. I know we have gone fast with everything else but I do not want to go fast with having a child. I want to spend time with you and enjoy you before I have to share you with a baby."
"I understand, we'll do it your way," she says. "Sure you're okay with Zoey being here?"
"I'm positive, Journey. I want you both here."
"Just not a baby of your own?" she asks.
"Not yet," I say, "someday but not yet."
"All right," she says. "But it will be worth practicing."
"Practice makes perfect," I say with a smile. "Let's go watch a movie and get you relaxed. You have a big day tomorrow, you start your new job and I heard the boss is such a jerk."
"I think I can handle that jerk," she says with a smile. "I know what makes him happy."
"He runs a tight ship."
"He's a sweetheart beneath that three piece suit."
"Careful, I heard he has a hot girlfriend," I say with a smile.
"Yeah and she can be quite jealous sometimes too," she winks. "Because she doesn't want anyone to take what's hers."
"I don't think she has anything to worry about, he's only looking at her," I say with a smile before I kiss her lips softly. "You're mine and I'm yours, nothing or no one will change that," I promise her.
*A/N: Do you understand Journey's fears of being in the public eye? Do you think Dean can keep her from being seen? What did you think of him promising to protect her? What did you think of their ride in his car on the way back to the penthouse? Did you see a new side to Journey? What did you think about Dean worrying about getting her pregnant? Should he be concerned? What did you think of Journey telling him she can't get pregnant again? What about his rules about birth control, is it fair? Are you glad Journey went along with it? Do you think he can handle having Zoey in his home? Is he ready for that in his life? Please review and thank-you for reading.
