Accept My Baby: A Billionaire BWWM Single Parent Pregnancy Romance

by Fielding, J. A.

  She held onto the bedding and pushed her ass back once more. He brought himself closer to her and held her hip before he gently began pushing himself into her. She moaned softly as she began feeling him gently pressing into her, slowly.

  He was gently moving in and out of her, slowly stretching her out as he went on. He was pushing into her, getting her entirety wrapped all around him. He loved how tight she was, like a tight fitting glove perfectly fit around his girth. He pulled out of her and gently caressed her wet slit before he gently pushed himself back into her. His cock eased right in the second time around. He held her as he began moving in and out faster and harder.

  “I love that,” she moaned as he picked up the pace.

  The way he was holding her, she had never felt such possessiveness, or even known a man who could have made her feel so wanted the way she felt at that moment. He was taking every moment to show her what she meant to him in a way that she had never known was possible. He pulled out of her and she collapsed on the bed. He looked at her as she turned around.

  “Baby, are you sure about this because if…” Amanda started as he lay his body on hers, positioning his cock at her entrance. He was looking right into her eyes as he began to slowly move in and out of her. He was going slow, a little too slow. It was almost hard to believe that he was the same man who had been fucking her so hard and so fast just minutes before was exercising this much restraint.

  “I want you to stop thinking,” he commanded in a low voice. “Just give yourself to me.”

  He entered her deeply.

  “Completely.”

  He pulled out of her and she bit her lip, her eyes closed.

  “Don’t think but I need to see your eyes.”

  She opened her eyes and he exhaled loudly before he kissed her gently.

  “Breathe in deeply and exhale into my body…it is only about you and me right now.”

  She gasped loudly when he thrust into her deeply.

  “No one else.”

  He thrust into her again and she wrapped her legs around his waist.

  “Just us.”

  By this time, Amanda had her head buried in his shoulder and her arms were wrapped tightly around his shoulders as were her legs around his waist. She was pulling him in deeper and deeper and she was giving into his body. She did not even realize when she began digging her nails into the flesh of his back as the intensity of her orgasm overwhelmed him. She was shivering underneath him and he was pushing harder and harder into her until he exploded at around the same time her pussy began to spasm against his length.

  “Merda, Amanda!” he suddenly cried out as he thrust into her one last time.

  Amanda’s legs slowly loosened as she gave in to the exhaustion.

  “Amanda,” Rafael started in a whisper. “Sono caduta per voi.”

  He rolled off her body and lay next to her.

  “Amanda, it is only right that you tell Brett about the baby,” he said and she nodded.

  “I know that is the right thing to do but do you really want me to do it?” she asked and he took a long deep breath.

  There was something she had not told him. This was not the first time she was expectant. When she first started seeing Brett, they were not always as careful and when she found out that she was pregnant, Brett would not hear of it. All he cared for was the fact that they were not in a position to have a family at that moment. So at his behest, she’d had it taken care of even though she knew that they would have made it work. She didn’t think it was a good idea to let him know anything especially now that they were no longer together.

  “I really don’t, but I would want to know,” he said.

  “Even if you once knew that I was in the same situation and you chose a free life over the joy of parenthood?” she asked and he raised an eyebrow over the other.

  “What?” he asked as he looked at her.

  “To Brett his freedom has always come first above everything else. And it cost me my first baby.”

  He held her neck and pressed his lips to her forehead.

  “Then he shouldn’t cost you this one too,” he said in a whisper as he gently caressed her cheek. “But he should know about he baby. It is the right thing to do.”

  She was silent for a long minute before she spoke again.

  “I’m not sure I can do this,” she said and he smiled before he reached for his phone.

  “Use my number,” he said in a soft voice. “Procrastination only makes it worse.”

  She bit her lip and then took a long deep breath before she dialed Brett’s number. She could feel her heart racing as she waited for him to pick up. She had not considered telling Brett this soon, or ever for that matter. He was dead to her as far as she was concerned and nothing else mattered.

  “Hello?” she heard Brett’s all too familiar voice.

  “Brett, it’s Amanda,” she said.

  “Amanda...thank goodness. Where are you? Are you okay....just tell me where ...” he struggled to say but she was not interested in whatever he was saying.

  “I’m pregnant, Brett,” she said in a soft voice and he suddenly went silent. She waited for a long second to hear him speak but he never did. “Brett, are you there?”

  “I’m here,” he said in a soft voice. “But I don’t think I heard right.”

  “Well, you did. I’m pregnant,” she said again.

  “Wow, a few days away from me and you already got yourself knocked up. Being a floozy much?” he said and she rolled her eyes.

  “It’s your baby, asshole!”

  “Well, I have no way of being sure about that. Now do I?”

  “You do know that I was not the unfaithful one in this picture, right?” she asked, getting more and more upset by the minute.

  “And I have no way of knowing if you did the same thing to me,” he said as she looked at Rafael.

  “I was hurt because I was faithful to you throughout the years but that stint with Sienna, that was the last straw,” she said as she put her hand on her tummy. “My baby does not need you as a father. I just wanted to let you as the donor, know that I am pregnant.”

  “Donor?” Brett asked.

  “Yeah, donor. That is exactly what you are. Because you clearly have no idea how paternity works,” she snapped before she hang up.

  Rafael took the phone from her and placed it on the nightstand before he pulled her close to him. She rested her head on his chest as he gently stroked her hair.

  “It was the right thing to do,” he said in a soft voice.

  She knew he was right but it sucked all the same.

  *****

  “I was about to send out a search party,” Emilia said when Amanda walked into the apartment. She could smell something delicious cooking...or was it baking? She smiled as she walked into the kitchen. “Brett has been blowing up my phone and email.”

  “I’m fine,” she said in a soft voice.

  “And Brett?” Emilia asked and Amanda shrugged.

  “He is being an ass because I told him I was pregnant.”

  “You what?” Emilia asked, surprised.

  “I did...and I just needed to have some time to myself.”

  “Some time alone with Rafael you mean,” Emilia said as she wiped her hands on the front of her apron.

  “Same difference,” Amanda said, walking towards the fridge. She got a pitcher of lemonade and put it on the counter before she poured herself a drink. “Something smells good.”

  “Chicken cordon bleu and you are playing ‘avoid the subject’.”

  Amanda rolled her eyes as she took a sip of her lemonade.

  “ No, I’m not,” she said, sounding a little more defensive than she would have intended to be.

  “Well, the two of you are spending more and more time together lately.” Emilia untied her apron and pulled it off. “I’m assuming things are looking up, right?”

  Amanda smiled.

  “Yeah, I guess they are.”

  Emilia sud
denly gasped loudly.

  “That’s a genuine smile, isn’t it?” she asked as she pointed at her best friend.

  Amanda walked out of the kitchen and towards the living room with Emilia following closely behind.

  “Okay, dish,” Emilia said when she noticed another smile on Amanda’s lips. “I have not seen you this happy in...years!”

  Amanda took another sip of her lemonade.

  “I think I am happy...like truly happy. I had kind of forgotten what happy feels like.”

  “Great feeling, huh?’ Emilia asked as she sat next to her and Amanda nodded.

  “The best,” she said, laughing.

  “You got laid, didn’t you?” Emilia pointed out. “You dirty, dirty girl.”

  “Yeah, I did and it was amazing!”

  “And what about...the situation?”

  “I told him about it,” Amanda said.

  “Everything?” Emilia asked.

  “Yeah, everything. About Brett, Sienna, the baby...even about the joint house ownership.”

  “And?” Emilia pressed.

  “And he is actually excited about the prospect of being a father.”

  “Wait, what?” Emilia asked as she looked into Amanda’s eyes.

  “Yeah as far as he is concerned, Brett is out of my life and he is...he is all about moving on. With me,” Amanda said.

  “I’m happy about that but are you sure you should be moving on so soon after the whole Brett thing? I mean, after my whole debacle with Charlton, you told me that I should not be in a hurry to move on.”

  “Yeah, I remember but I have not technically been with anyone for the last two years...I had a roommate, that’s all.”

  Emilia took a long deep breath.

  “I don’t want you to get hurt again,” she said, taking Amanda’s hand in hers. “And I told you the guys in Europe move really fast.”

  “They really do move fast but that’s just it.” She looked at Emilia and sighed loudly as she put a hand on her tummy. “I don’t really have the time to chill out and wait.”

  “What? You are tying to get a father for the baby?” Emilia asked and Amanda shook her head.

  “No, I guess I just needed help to figure out what to do.”

  Emilia watched as Amanda took another sip of her lemonade.

  “So, we’re keeping the baby?” Emilia asked excitedly and Amanda shrugged.

  “You better be ready to deal with a whole lot of mood swings and cravings.”

  “That’s okay. I am a great cook...an amazing one at that.”

  “So, we’re really doing this, huh?” Emilia asked and Amanda nodded.

  “Yes, we are,” she whispered.

  Chapter 9

  Rafael could feel the tension when he walked into his parents’ house. He looked around as he made his way into the huge mansion. He had noticed that every family member’s car was upfront and then some.

  “Welcome home, signore,” Giorgio, the family butler said when he took Rafael’s jacket leaving him in the navy blue slim fit suit he had on.

  “Giorgio, always good to see you,” Rafael said smiling.

  “Good to see you too, sir,” Giorgio pointed out.

  “That’s a whole lot of cars upfront,” Rafael started. “Is there something going on in here that I forgot about?”

  “Your family has company for dinner tonight,” Giorgio said and Rafael forced a smile.

  “Do they now?” he started and Giorgio nodded. “Okay, I better get in there, right?”

  Rafael could almost immediately smell something wrong. There was no reason why his parents would keep the fact that they would be having people over for dinner a secret unless it was some kind of ambush. The last time something like this had happened, his family had staged an intervention for his ‘obsessive partying’ as they had called it.

  “I didn’t know we had guests,” he wondered as he made his way down the hallway. “This is going to put a major dent in my plans.”

  He was supposed to meet up with Amanda at his parents home. He had decided to introduce her to his family during dinner that evening but now things had taken a strange turn. He could not call Amanda and cancel on her and he was definitely not about to stand her up. He cared too much about her.

  He was barely halfway down the hallways when his brother’s daughter Ariadne came running towards him.

  “Whoa there,” he said as he picked her up into his arms. “Someone is in a hurry. Where are we off to?”

  “I’m playing hide and seek with mommy uncle Rafael,” Ariadne said in a whisper.

  “Really?” he asked, smiling widely. “And where are you going to go this time?”

  “The cellar,” she said and Rafael shook his head.

  “But you know you are not allowed in there, right?” he asked and she nodded.

  “But it is the best hiding spot.”

  “Tell you what, the cloak room is a better spot plus it’s closer,” he whispered. “And your mommy never checks the cloak room anyway.”

  Ariadne giggled.

  “Now, tell me, your mommy and daddy are here, right?” he asked and she nodded.

  “And nonna and nonno,” she said as she counted her fingers on one hand. “And nonno Benassi and aunt Isabella.”

  Rafael felt the color drain from her face.

  “Aunt Isabella is here?” he asked and she nodded.

  “Fuck,” he almost said it out loud. He turned around and began walking towards the cloak room. “Tell you what, I’ll cover you up so mommy doesn’t notice you are in there, okay?” he said and Ariadne giggled again. She looked at him and nodded.

  “I will win,” she said in an excited whisper.

  “Yeah, you will,” he said, opening the door to the cloak room. He put her down on the floor and pulled a couple of towel racks so that she could hide behind the makeshift fortress. He winked at her before he walked out of the cloak room and quickly made his way down the hallway towards the living room. He could hear the polite conversation over the clinking glasses and when he got to the doorway, he sighed.

  “Fanculo,” he cursed under his breath as he looked around the room. His mother and Isabella’s mother looked well engaged in some conversation...probably pretentious. He could see his father and Isabella’s father through the screen doors leading to the pool area. They were out there smoking cigars, possibly closing the next big deal or something.

  “Rafael, finally,” his mother said when she saw him walking towards them.

  “We were beginning to think you were not going to come,” Isabella said, smiling. She had been talking to Rafael’s brother and his wife and as usual, her clothes were barely there. She had on a tighter than tight bandage dress and a pair of high heeled stilettos.

  “If I had known we had company, I would have been a little more time conscious,” he said, forcing a smile.

  “We thought we would surprise you,” Lola, his sister-in-law said. “But we all thought you wouldn’t mind, seeing as to how perfect company Isabella is.”

  Rafael gave a kiss to the three ladies and then gave a hug to his brother.

  “So, your daughter thinks she is in a hide and seek game with you,” he said in a soft voice.

  “Yeah, we kind of have a time stamp challenge. The longer she hides out, the better her chances are at a win and the more wine I can wash down,” Lola said smiling. “Best babysitting plan I’ve had in a while.”

  “Win-win, huh?” Rafael said and Lola flipped her hair over her shoulder.

  “You said it, not me,” she said as she walked back to the living room. “But come to think of it, Alberto, isn’t it your turn to seek?”

  Rafael smiled at his brother before he shook his head.

  “Actually, dear wife. Today is mommy daughter time.” Alberto’s voice was slowly fading off as Isabella walked towards Rafael. She gently pushed off one of her long locks from her face before she looked into his eyes. She stood in front of him for a long minute before she wrapped her arms aro
und him, hugging him.

  “Did my mother put you up to this?” Rafael asked as he pulled away from her.

  “Susanna didn’t put me up to anything, Rafael. I wanted to be here,” Isabella said. “She just invited my family over for dinner and when I heard of the whole plan, I didn’t really mind coming over. Besides,” she put a hand on his shoulder and gently ran it down his chest getting dangerously close to his crotch. He caught her wrist when her hand got to his waist.

  “That’s enough,” he said.

  “What? I just thought I would give you a sneak peak of what I had in store for you later.”

  “You and I have nothing in store Isabella.”

  “So, no private dessert either?” she asked and he shook his head.

  “Isabella,” he started before he heard his phone ringing in his pocket. He took it out and a smile played on his lips when he saw it was a text from Amanda.

  Running a little late. Be there in a few.

  “Rafael, lately you have been very weird. Never texting or calling, turning down almost every invite I send you...” Isabella flipped her hair over her shoulder. “If I didn't know any better, I would have thought you are avoiding me.”

  “I am avoiding you,” he said and she raised an eyebrow over the other.

  “Why?” she asked and he shook his head.

  “Isn’t it obvious? There is someone else.”

  “What?”

  “I tried to tell you the night of the party...”

  “...No, you told me some weird bull shit about not letting my family dictate my life,” she said, cutting him short.

  “Yes, because the only reason our families are so interested in getting us together is because...” he started before she put her hand up.

  “It is because they know how I feel about you. How I have always felt about you.”

  “But we have never even been serious. It’s always been hot and cold with you.”

  “What does that even mean?” she asked and he shrugged.

  “We are together for two weeks in the summer and the next week I see you are hooking up with some prince in Dubai...and I do the same and get a model on the runway,” he said and she held his shoulders.