“The creatures were touched by Oliver’s pure heart and granted his wish. From that night on, Oliver could see and talk to the magical creatures of the night. He would often venture into the woods and spend his nights with his new friends, learning from them and sharing his own stories.
And so, the village boy with the wild imagination found his place under the stars, where he could explore the magical world of the night and share its wonders with others. And every night, as Oliver looked up at the sky, he would remember the enchanted glade and the incredible friends he had made.”
Tasha closed the story book with a thud, and smiled at the boys.
“Goodnight boys,” she murmured and stood up from the little rug between the boys’ bed.
“Night, Mom,” Tyson mumbled, his eyes already drooping.
Jayce, who was still wide-eyed, asked, “Mom, are we still going to the mall tomorrow morning?”
“Sure, sunshine, we are going,” she kissed the boy on his forehead. “Now close your eyes, so that you can wake up early tomorrow morning.”
“Okay mom,” he smiled. “Goodnight.”
“Goodnight baby,” he kissed him on the forehead again. And tucked the blanket around him properly. She kissed Tyson on the forehead too.
A wave of love washed over her, a feeling as warm and comforting as the blanket tucked around her sons. She let herself out of the room quietly.
She went to their room and climbed into bed. Blake was on a conference call with his father and one of their overseas partners. She picked up the novel she started reading two days earlier and continued to read.
“Hey, you haven’t slept,” Blake said an hour later as he came into the room.
“No,” she dropped the novel on her nightstand and picked up her iPad. “I wanted to show this to you.”
A smile curled up his lips as he walked to the bed and climbed in beside her.
“What?” He collected the iPad.
“The menu plan Norma and I came up with for the entertainment next week, Thursday.
Blake was planning to entertain his business associates in order to introduce Tasha, his wife to be, and the mother of his heir to them, as the plans for their wedding had began. And the party was going to be on the yacht. He wanted to show his beautiful, intelligent candy off to the world.
“Oh, I see,” he started scrolling on the gadget, looking at the beautiful pictures of food.
“I think we should have a five course meal,” she began, her eyes sparkling with excitement. “I want the event to be exquisite.”
“I thought we already hired a catering company to do all of that.”
“Yeah, we have,” she answered. “But I want them to make what Norma and I plan and, of course, Norma and Paula are going to supervise them, anyway.”
“Okay, that’s good,” Blake said, dashing a look at her, and smiled, nodding with admiration. “Tell me about it.”
“Since we are having the party on the sea, the first course has to be a taste of the sea, like Norma said. So it’s going to be seared scallops,” she smiled into his face. “It’s going to be a single, perfectly seared scallop, nestled on a bed of saffron risotto, topped with a dollop of caviar and a drizzle of truffle oil.
Blake nodded with a smile, urging her to continue.
“The second course is tomatoes, peach and burrata salad.”
“Wow,” Blake said dreamily. “That’s so refreshing. I like it.”
She grinned at him and laid her head against his arm before she continued.
“And the second course,” she scrolled through the iPad in his hand. “Is butternut squash soup infused with cinnamon and nutmeg, topped with a swirl of Creme Fraiche and a sprinkle of toasted pumpkin seeds.”
“I like what you and Norma had come up with.” He rubbed her back.
“The main course is roasted potatoes and vegetables with red wine filet mignon and lastly, the dessert is gonna be espresso infused chocolate mousse. And I think Norma should make that. I like his dessert recipes.”
He shrugged, “why not, he can. That will make him earn some extra cash.”
“Yeah,” she agreed.
“You are the best.” Blake dropped the iPad on his nightstand and cuddled Tasha to his side. “Thank you for taking time to plan this out.” He kissed the top of her hair. “I’m sure our guests are going to have an unforgettable evening.”
He exhaled slowly with contentment. He knew his life was just coming back to the track. Stacy never showed interested in the intricacies of running the house and his life. She believed the house staff should do everything since they were paying them.
“Thank you,” he said, pulling away from her a little so he could look into her eyes.
She grinned, “for what, Dr. Carter?”
“For bringing light into my path, Prof.” He stroked her cheek with his thumb. “For coming back into my life.”
“You are welcome,” she giggled like a schoolgirl.
“I love you,” he said passionately, with his grip on her becoming tighter. “Only you, Tasha Harrison Carter.”
“Carter,” she pouted. “I haven’t signed that, honey.”
“You are already Mrs. Carter in my heart” He put her hand on his chest, where his heart was beating wildly for her. “…Professor (Mrs.) Carter.”
“Hmm hum,” she said with a smile, her voice cracking with emotions. “I love you too,” she cupped his cheek. “I will always love you.”
“I love you more,” he husked. “I can’t wait to show you to the world.” He stroked her lower lips with his thumb. “My greatest blessing.”
“You make me feel like a superstar,” she giggled.
He pulled her to himself, setting his mouth on hers. Their bodies melted together. His tongue slid into her mouth slowly, sensually that sent little sparks of excitement into her body.
“You are a superstar, my love.” Blake growled against her neck as he broke off their kiss.
Tasha’s pulse quickened, her blood rushed fast into her crotch. “Make love to me,” she said, her voice was
more heightened, with arousal and lust.
“I will,” he pulled off her sleep shirt over her head with a hungry look in his eyes. “I want you so much…”
“Me too,” she cupped his cheeks and kissed his face, his neck, then his lips before she drove her tongue into his hot mouth. Her hands roved over his body. She was so horny because she was happy.
Blake trailed his lips from her neck down to the top of one breast.
“Fuck, Tasha,” he moaned, with his eyes fixed on her hard nipple. “You are perfect…so perfect.” He grunted, then his mouth closed around her nipple. He sucked her slowly before he drew tiny circles around it.
“Blake!” she gasped and grabbed his waist.
He sucked the other nipple too before he trailed kisses down her trembling body in a very lazy way that had Tasha squirming and moaning.
“You are so wet already,” he husked when he got to her crotch. “I love the way you always get wet fast for me, baby.”
He kissed her crotch through her panties.
She moaned louder, running her fingers through his hair and said, “fuck…., Blake you are setting my body on fire.”
“That’s right, baby,” he growled, looking at her with hazy eyeballs.
Slowly, he pulled her panties down her legs, rumbling his pleasure as he went on with his task of removing her undies. He planted little kisses on her inner thigh after he had gotten rid of the panties.
“Mmmm,” she moaned as tiny shocks of pleasure pricked her skin.
He spread her legs and pushed two fingers between her folds.
“Oh God, Blake!” She thrashed.
“This is gonna be a quickie, baby,” He said in a low rumble. “You are wet and ready for me.” He withdrew his fingers from her to remove his shorts. He didn’t want to continue teasing her. He wanted to be inside her.