Accept My Baby: A Billionaire BWWM Single Parent Pregnancy Romance (12 page)

“
I
don’t want you to take me home,” she said in a low voice.

His eyes
ran down her body and he took a long deep breath. It was like he was
trying to take it all in without being so obvious. If she didn’t
know any better, she would have said he was a virgin. He slipped an
arm around her waist and pulled her closer for another kiss. This one
was more intense. His hands were everywhere as he savored her taste
and she was holding his neck, pulling him lower and lower onto the
couch. He lowered her on the couch and kissed her slowly, deeply.

He was
hiking her dress higher and higher, his hand gently caressing the
supple skin on her almond thigh. It had been too long. She needed
this. She wanted this. This was the first time in a long time she was
not thinking about anyone else but herself. It was the first time in
her life she had let go of everything that made sense and embraced
the only thing that didn’t: the fact that everything that was
happening at that moment was being dictated by her body. She could
feel her body shivering and her panties wet. He had not even gone
far, yet her body was already craving him.

He
gently pulled her hand from around his neck and interlaced his
fingers with hers before he did the same with her other hand and
pinned her hands on the couch above her head proving to her that she
was at that moment and probably forever, entirely his. She looked up
at him and bit her lower lip. She knew he could see the kind of
effect he had on her and that he was not sorry.

“
Close
your eyes,” he said in a commanding tone. “I want you to
feel me in every single way. I want you to experience my body, my
warmth, my very essence.”

She could barely hear
the last words he said because he was whispering. She wanted to say
something but it was like her throat was dry. She was so used to
having someone climb on top of her in the middle of the night and
getting off before he rolled off and entered a deep trance of deep
sleep. That had been her reality for almost a year and a half and
now, she had a man commanding her to close her eyes so that she could
feel him. She did not know why but she trusted him. And though she
had no reason to, she was inclined to do as he asked.

“
Go
on, close your eyes, Amanda,” he said and she did it. “That’s
a good girl.”

She
felt him gently blow on her neck. She was breathing hard and heavy,
trying to control her body but she couldn’t. She was helpless,
totally and completely helpless. Rafael kissed her neck and then
began working himself lower and lower on her until he planted a kiss
on the tops of her sensitive breasts. He went on kissing her, working
his way lower and lower down her body until he gently pressed his
lips into her tummy.

“
Tell
me,” he whispered. “What do you want?”

“
Everything,”
she whispered.

“
Everything,
like this?” he asked as he pulled away from her and began
pulling her dress down.

“
Yes...that,”
she said, her voice quivering.

“
What
about this?” he asked after letting her dress drop to the
floor. He slowly pulled her panties off and even though she could not
see it, a smile played on his lips when he felt the wet patch on her
crotch. She arched her back in reply but he was not slowing down. He
stroked her wetness and she shivered under him.

She did
not know what it was that he was doing but either way, she was all
mush. He was caressing her with his free hand and fingering her
slowly as she moaned and writhed on the couch.

“
Do
you love that?” he asked as he moved his finger in and out of
her. She was getting wetter by the minute and judging by the way she
was moaning, it was hard for him not to get turned on. She kept on
arching her back as she felt little bolts of electricity shooting
through her body. She suddenly let out a loud cry when she felt a
surge of energy inside her pushing him out of her. She opened her
eyes panting and watched him frantically stripping down.

“
Oh
my God,” she whispered when she saw his perfectly tanned body.
He knelt in between her legs and slipped a hand underneath her and
undid the clasp of her bra before he pulled it away. He took a long
minute looking at her perky breasts, her nipples hard and calling for
him to take them into his mouth. He pulled away from her and looked
down at her inviting body before he lowered his head and took her
right nipple in his mouth.

She let out a loud
moan when she felt his warmth around her hardness. Sucking. Licking.
He released it, a little too soon as far as she was concerned, and
trailed his tongue to her other nipple. She raked her fingers through
his hair before she held a fistful of his hair just in time to feel
him pushing his massive cock into her. She let out a loud moan as he
settled inside her. He was not moving and neither was she. It was
like at that moment, the entire world stood still. She looked up at
him and wrapped her legs around his waist pulling him deeper inside
her.

“
I
have never felt this...what I am feeling right now, for anyone,”
he said in a whisper as he began to slowly move in and out her over
sensitive pussy.

She looked at him and
whimpered as he began moving himself in and out of her. He was going
slowly, letting her feel his every stroke. Savoring the magic of the
moment. She loved feeling him stretching her out, filling her up as
he went on fucking her, claiming her body as his with every stroke.
She had just gotten used to having him inside her but he suddenly
surprised her when he held her knee and pushed it upwards getting
himself deeper inside her making her moan loudly.

“
Yeah....oh
yeah....” she moaned as she felt him fucking her harder and
deeper. His long slow strokes were now short and hard. He was
slamming himself against her and she was loving it. The way he was
going, she knew she would not be able to hold out for long. He was
still looking into her eyes as he fucked her. The kind of connection
he was forging with her at that moment was unlike anything she had
ever felt. He actually saw her as a woman, as a human being and not
as some cum bucket like Brett did. It was not just about him, it was
about her too. The way he was going it was almost as if he depended
on her for everything that happened next. Like she had all control
over what happened next. He looked at her and let out a moan.

“
I’m
going to...” he muttered and she nodded.

“
Me
too,” she gasped just as he let out a loud groan as he emptied
into her. But he did not stop thrusting. He was still going hard and
fast until she could not take it anymore. She cried out one last time
as she felt herself exploding with so much intensity that she forced
his cock out of her.

“
Shit,
Amanda!” he cried out when he felt her squirting on his thigh.

“
I’m
sorry...I’m so sorry,” she said and he shook his head.

“
Don’t
be,” he said before he kissed her and shoved his still hard
cock into her again.

When she
woke up in the morning, Amanda felt sick. It was like everything she
had eaten just wanted out of her body. She jolted out of bed and ran
to the bathroom leaving a still tired but confused Rafael in bed. Her
heart was racing as she bent over the toilet bowl emptying her guts
in what seemed to take forever.

Worried, Rafael got
up and walked over to the bathroom. He knocked gently on the door and
pressed his ear to the wooden door.

“
Amanda,”
he said as he knocked on the door. “Is everything alright in
there?” he asked. She mumbled out something that sounded like a
‘yes’ but he was not really sure. He sighed his relief
when he heard the water running. It seemed like an awfully long time
before she finally opened the door. “It’s a little early
for a shower, don’t you think so?” he joked, forcing a
smile.

She
looked at him and a shiver ran through her body. He grabbed a
bathrobe from the rack next to the bathroom door and draped it over
her shoulders.

“
I’m
sorry,” Amanda said in a weak voice as she wiped the water off
her face.

“
Why
would you be?” he asked, an arm around her waist. He walked her
over to the bed and gently held her cold cheek. He was looking into
her eyes and she was breathing heavily. She looked at him and forced
a smile. She suddenly felt a wave of guilt washing over her. She
wanted to tell him. She needed to tell him...it was not just about
the moral code she lived by. But it was also the fact that she had
checked him out and found something else out. Something a little more
disturbing.

His age.

At first
she thought that the tabloids were wrong and she had always been one
who lived by the ‘age ain’t nothing but a number’
rule but this time, there was so much more to it. She literally had
another life riding on this. She looked at him and bit her lower lip.

“
What’s
going on?” he asked.

“
I’m
fine...my tummy is just a little unsettled,” she lied.

“
Was
it the linguine? Because people have complained that I can go a
little overboard with the spices,” he pointed out and she shook
her head. “My third cousin from India said that and you know
India is like the spice capital of the world.”

Amanda smiled.

“
The
sauce was great..delicious actually.”

“
Then
what is it? Because if I didn’t know any better, I could have
sworn that you were throwing up in there.”

She
looked at him and bit her lower lip again. She did not know how to
say what she had on her mind because it could have been a lie. One of
the biggest lies she ever had to tell. She was trying to get the
right words to say but her mind was blank. As she looked at him, she
suddenly noticed the color draining from Rafael’s face.

“
Oh
shit,” he muttered under his breath. “I knocked you up,
didn’t I?” he said and she shook her head.

“
It
doesn’t work like that, Rafael,” she said in a low voice.

“
I
should have used a condom...I should have wrapped up...” Rafael
was spiraling. And Amanda could feel her head exploding. He needed to
stop and he needed to stop soon.

“
Rafael...”
she started but he was now pacing up and down as she sat on the bed
looking at him. He had his head buried in his hands as he paced up
and down. He was muttering to himself but she just couldn’t
hear him. She had tuned him out as much as she could because she was
trying to figure out how she was going to tell him. They were the
simplest of words – telling him that she was pregnant –
but at the same time, she was also trying not to melt down. She could
not afford to have the only two people in the room melting down.

“
Rafael...seriously,
you need to calm down,” she said as she gently rubbed her
temples.

“
No,
I should have been more careful and everything...I mean, right
now...” he wouldn’t stop.

She looked at him and
sighed loudly before she stood up. She walked up to him and held his
head in her hands and he suddenly went silent.

“
Look
at me, Rafael,” she said as she took his hand in his but he
still looked scared and confused.

They walked towards
the bed and he looked at her. She could tell just by looking at him
that he was still freaked out. It was cute. A little too cute.

“
Rafael,”
she started as she looked at him. “I
am
pregnant,”
she finally admitted and he looked at her for a long minute before he
ran his fingers through his hair.

“
I
knew it,” he muttered under his breath.

“
I
should have told you about it,” she whispered. “I am
sorry but I should really have told you.”

“
Wait,
what do you mean, you should have told me?” he asked and she
sighed loudly. “You mean that I am not…” he
started before she shook her head.

“
You
should have really payed more attention to the biology classes.”

“
I
was more about physics and chemistry,” he said and she smiled.

“
Of
course you were.”

She expected nothing
less of him.

“
You
did not do this to me,” she said in a soft voice. “I
promise you…I am at least a month and a half along.”

“
So
your ex…is the father?” he asked and she nodded.

“
Unfortunately,”
she whispered.

“
I
am not sure what I am supposed to say here but do you already know
what you are going to do about it?”

She forced out a
laugh and shook her head.

“
I
don’t really know what I am going to do. I want to keep the
baby but at the same time I want to have the situation handled…it’s
something that I have not really figured out yet. I mean, I have been
thinking about it but at the same time I can’t help but wonder
what this means if I decide to keep the baby.”