The Billionaire's Seed_A Secret Baby Romance

by Natasha Spencer

  He kissed her softly, lips cushioning hers. This time, she wasn’t nervous, but at absolute peace. Her heart pulsed pleasantly against her chest as his fingers traced pattern against her stomach.

  They were all over each other - hands in each other’s hair and mouths on each other’s bodies. Articles of clothing came flying off and soon, the only barrier between the two of them was skin. And the little self-control they were slowly losing. Aaron stopped for a moment and slowed down his pace, taking his time in kissing her. He was being inexplicably slow and Mina felt like she was about to lose her mind. How could he be so calm in a time when all she wanted to go was devour him?

  It was the same desperation attacking her again, like the one when they had their first kiss. She wanted to lose all control, all boundaries, everything. But Aaron knowingly held her back, teasing her.

  “Aaron,” she called out to him, “Please!”

  Aaron grinned back at her. It seemed that he knew exactly what he was doing. He trailed down small kisses down her torso, causing her to mewl with happiness. Finally, he trailed his way upwards and hovered directly over her face.

  “Are you sure?” he found himself asking. Even though he was slightly inebriated, he still knew the importance of asking for consent.

  Mina felt like she could not answer fast enough. She nodded profusely, “Yes! I want this.”

  Her breathing had accelerated as he was now in very much close proximity to her. Slowly, he wrapped both his arms around her and held her body in an embrace as he bit her lips, tightened and loosened his grip on her waist every now and then and paused to look into her eyes many times in between.

  He carried her in his arms with her legs wrapped around him towards a wall and backed her up against it. She tried to hold onto something, but he guided her hands to his own shoulders. He slid his hand slowly between her legs just as she let out a sudden gasp, and within minutes she was moaning out loud. He held onto her legs, lifting his groin to apply more pressure. She gasped at the sensation. They grinded together, finding the rhythm that nearly sent her over the edge.

  She wrapped her legs around his waist tighter and held on, sucking on his ear lobe and kissing his neck as he carried her to her room. The bedside lamp was on and she wanted to watch this, witness the coupling she’d been dreaming about since puberty. She’d imagined this moment since she started masturbating and now she wanted to watch it all play out in real time, not missing a single moment. He set her down gently on the bed and climbed on top of her, propping himself on his elbows to hover over her. A lock of his hair hung down, dangling between them. She reached up to smooth it back. His finger traced the curve of her cheek and chin. She tried to memorize everything about him, the strip of gray in the stubble under his lip, the bump of his nose, the way one of his eyebrows sat just a little higher than the other. She wanted to hold onto it forever.

  “Your skin is so soft,” His low voice was just above a whisper. He kissed the corner of her mouth, “And you taste so good.” The way his lips just barely grazed hers sent chills through her. They were hardly touching and yet she felt him in every part of her.

  “I haven’t been able to stop thinking about how wet you got that night. You smelled so sweet on her fingers. I’m dying to taste you.” His words and the slow, sensuality of his voice opened a faucet inside of her and dampened her thighs. It was as if his words were a spell and he was conjuring it out of her. She couldn’t take it anymore. Reaching up, she grab the sides of his face and pushed her lips against him. His mouth was so much bigger than hers and he was forceful and demanding when he kissed back. Though she was no delicate flower, she felt dwarfed beneath him. Knowing that he could take whatever he wanted from her, fold her in any which way he chose, had her all kinds of wet. She nibbled and sucked at his bottom lip, then bit him just a little.

  He broke away from their kiss to look her over, and she can’t help but feel embarrassed for some reason, using her arms to cover her chest. That shyness is soon forgotten as his fingers tickled her stomach, bumping over her ribs up to her breasts. He kneaded them affectionately, squeezing her nipple between his fingers, sending a bolt of lightning through her bellybutton and deep into her groin. He sucks, pulling nearly the entirety of her small breast into his mouth, her eyes roll back in her head. His exploration leads to the sensitive skin of her inner thigh. By then, she was too turned on to feel abashed anymore. She spread her legs further apart, as far as they could go, opening herself up to give him plenty of access. He ran a wide, blunt-tipped finger over the wetness. As she relaxed into his capable hands, a surge of lubricant flows from her. This is a man who knew his way around a female body. Arching her back, he pushed his fingers deeper inside of her. She craved release, but before she got there he slipped his fingers out, making her whine in desperation. He dropped to his knees, pulling her towards him so her ass is hanging off the bed. He pushed her legs up, so that her knees are resting on either side of his face. With a flat tongue, he massages the sides of her clit without touching the too-sensitive mound.

  He’s not in any hurry. He’s here to please her.

  Aaron’s tongue dips in and out of her opening, making her squeal and bring her legs together, but his head holds them apart. He pulls back to catch his breath, a string of her wetness and his saliva linking them together. He licked his lips, breaking the connection. His respite lasted only a second before he was diving back in for more, lapping at her labia like a starving man. She lay her head back and released her muscles from their rigid hold on her limbs and just enjoyed him, what he was doing. And it was everything. She had no idea being with someone could feel like this.

  She realized she was going over the threshold and begged him not to stop, unlike last time where his fingers were too much to handle. But she’d felt what an orgasm was like then, and she did not want to deprive herself of it anymore. He worked enthusiastically at her clit with his mouth and tongue, sucking it between his lips, while two fingers from one hand drilled into her pussy.

  She felt her orgasm coming from a far-away place, rushing toward her at a furious pace until, like an earthquake, it hit her with full force. Sparks of glittery lights flash in front of her vision, and she was thoughtless and dumb, temporarily insane, humping Aaron’s face as this sensation rocked her to the point of blacking out. She was holding her breath the entire time, crying out. She had no idea how loud she was being or if the neighbors could hear her, and frankly she didn’t care.

  When her orgasm finally started to ebb, she was left useless and shaking. She opened her eyes and her vision was blurry. Aaron had moved to her side, elbow crooked, resting his head in his palm and watching her with a teasing smile.

  “You okay?” he asked.

  Mina could hardly get words out through her shattered breaths.

  “Holy shit.” He laughed, and started to say something else, but she was kissing him before he could speak.

  He climbed onto her. Watching her face, he slid into her, cautious, as if he’s afraid of hurting her. She was stretched to her limit, but it was good. Really good.

  Slowly, he picked up the pace until he was using her shoulders for leverage to slam into her. Their skin slapped together with each forward thrust.

  Having him inside of her, stretching her, pulsing and aching for her, she couldn’t help it. She opened her mouth, calling out his name over and over. Gasping, whining, and screaming.

  Her orgasm ripped through her with hurricane force. As her muscles started to contract around his width, Aaron let out a primal roar and unleashed his warm seed inside of her. They stay that way, locked together for several minutes as they come down. They were breathing heavily.

  He cradled her in a spooning position and she was glad he couldn’t see the ridiculous smile she felt stretching her face. He stroked her hair with his fingers, untangling the sweaty strands.

  “That was amazing,” he said. I turn over to face him. His eyes are hooded, face groggy.

  “It was more t
han amazing.”

  Chapter Fourteen

  They woke up to an urgent phone call from Gale, saying that they had to relocate immediately. Tyler’s men had tried breaking in last night but were caught, and they were captured for answers this time.

  “You guys have half an hour to get ready,” Gale informed then, “and you’ll be leaving to a new place arranged for you guys.”

  “What do we pack?”, Aaron asked as he jumped out of bed and helped Mina out.

  “We’ll have everything delivered in the hour after, so just keep your phones on you.”

  “What happened?” Mina asked as she rubbed her eyes sleepily.

  “Moving into a new place, sweetie,” he pecked her lips, “Get ready. Quick. We only have an hour.”

  Mina was absolutely confused and disoriented from it all, but she stumbled to the bathroom and splashed her face awake with water and soap, tripping into the bedroom for a fresh change of clothes and quickly pulling herself into them, slipping into a pair of sneakers and picking up her phone to tuck into her pocket. She left everything behind without a glance and headed into the kitchen where Aaron was busy piecing together sandwiches for a quick breakfast. He scarfed down his share and rushed about to gather his important items such as his laptop and other cellphones. He disappeared to change and came out in jeans and a deep blue hoodie, with a beanie in one hand and his bag of belongings in the other.

  “Help me lock the windows, Mina.”

  She obliged and set to work. She was sure he locked them every night and was surprised to see them tampered with. And the feeling of distrust dawned on her heart for the place, just like it had with her own home when it had been invaded. She no longer felt safe there.

  “Done?” Aaron asked as he placed the beanie on her head, “Pull this down low. Now, come on.”

  Rhonda stood at the door when they opened it and Mina couldn’t have felt better seeing her there. She gave the two a concerned look.

  “You see, okay,” she sighed in relief, “We’d been guarding all night. Let’s get you two out of here.”

  Rhonda and two more of her team escorted them out of the place and into their black van. Rhonda stepped into the passenger seat up front while the rest were asked to pack up the things in Aaron’s apartment and start having them moved.

  There was silence inside as the van’s engine rumbled and took them along the street to God-knew where. But wherever it was, Mina could only hope it was safer than the rest. All she wanted was peace in her life, but it had been a mess ever since she got comfortable with Aaron. But she decided he was worth it all. He was worth the pain, troubles, and worrying. He was worth the discomfort. He was worth the sacrifice.

  “I’m sorry,” Aaron whispered beside her, “I wish I could protect you and keep you safe, but I can’t even protect myself now.”

  Mina held his hand and squeezed it, “I don’t care. As long as I’m with you. As long as we’re still here. I’ll put up with it and fight back with you if I have to. It won’t be anything new for me.”

  “But-”

  “You’ve been in this alone for far too long,” she cut him off, “Let me aid you. At least let me be someone you come home to when things have gotten rough and you just need someone to take care of you.”

  “Could we do that?” he looked at her hopefully. She smiled back and nodded. Aaron couldn’t help himself and gathered her in his arms, hugging her tightly.

  “Please don’t give up on me, Mina,” he begged, “Please don’t leave me.”

  “I won’t,” she promised, “I’m in this with you. We’ll get through this together.”

  They stopped in front of a large gate embedded within a tall, tan wall that stretched out and around an expanse held within it. The metals gates gave way to a quaint scenery. A neatly trimmed lawn spread out before them with a path leading from the center to a villa, a roundabout interrupting it in the middle where a large fountain stood proudly in the center, gushing with crystalline water. Vines took to the boundary walls from the ground, blooming with flowers here and there. Age old willows placed systematically danced in the breeze that passed through them, stretching out providing a large area of shade.

  The villa was a beautiful thing. Quite ironically, it looked like the one she had worked on a few years ago. Her second project after she had landed her job. It was surprising to see it loom above in front of her. And as she looked around, the setting became more and more familiar, and she realized that it really was her own work. She remembered being paid a huge sum for this one, and it had seemed odd to her but the client wanted her specifically to design their house after she had stumbled across her portfolio in the consultation office.

  “Wait, who lives here?” Mina breathed.

  “Well, I had it made for myself to move into,” Aaron said casually, “in case any emergency arrived and I needed to quickly relocate. Do you like it?”

  “Oh, I dunno,” she shrugged, “I mean, it’s my design.”

  Aaron blinked at her a few times.

  “Wait, really?”

  “Aaron! Mina!” Gale’s voice called from a car as it slowed down approaching them, “Good thing you made it.” The car stopped and he stepped out, “All your things will start arriving soon. Glad to see you’re okay. Mina, does this place seem familiar?”

  Gale’s smirk was enough to let her know that he knew she was the one behind the whole structure, “You were the one who asked for me to work on this?”

  “Indeed,” he admitted, “Your portfolio was a spectacular work of cultural and modern integration. I knew Aaron would have loved it if you’d worked on it. It’s strange how fate worked to bring you two together over here.”

  “Are you serious?” Aaron was bewildered, “Mina, you did the interior, too?”

  “I do everything, Aaron,” she said, “Well, almost. The designing, at least.”

  “Even the furniture?”

  “Even the furniture.”

  “Let’s head in, guys,” Gale suggested, “There’s a lot of explaining to do.”

  “He’s not just after your money, Aaron,” Gale explained as he poured them both some coffee, “He wants to take your whole company down. Also, Greta has been taken and is forced to live with him. She’s not happy, but her parents can’t work against him to get her back. We pledged our security to her no matter what so we have to get her back somehow. Negotiate and all.”

  “I don’t see what he has to gain from all of this,” Aaron sighed as he rubbed his temple. He leaned back against the arm of the love seat and set his head back to look at the grandiose ceiling.

  “Revenge, basically,” Gale stated, “Says you didn’t help him out of his mess and only got him stuck further in the black market and drugs. It’s like you owe him. Also, of course, he isn’t happy about you breaking up with Greta. That woman is insane, though, so how could anyone blame you?”

  “She’s just very intolerant,” Aaron claimed, “Took a lot to keep her under control. I don’t know how I put up with her or why I even liked her in the first place.”

  “Eh, happens when you’re young,” Gale chuckled, and handed Mina a cup, “You look absolutely lost, Mina. But the bad news is that he’s after you, too, obviously. It’s in my knowledge you secured an estate to start your own company, and your office was currently under construction?”

  “Yeah,” she admitted, “I wanted to start up my own business a few years ago and got around to initiate the beginning of it over a month ago.”

  “Tyler has no clue about it so it’s all right for the time being,” he informed her, “But I think your ambitions will have to come to a small halt until after this whole situation calms down.”

  “So what are we going to do?” Aaron demanded, “Can’t we just capture Tyler and have him sent to court?”

  “He has other contacts ready to destroy you once he’s gone,” Gale warned, “We’ll have to come up with a careful plan to dissociate his image and links with the bigger organizations undergro
und, and provide them incentives to take our side against the main syndicate he works for.”

  “Gale, you know I refuse to get involved in such messes,” he sighed, “Is there no other way?”

  “Do you want to live in peace or not?” Gale replied with a raised brow, “I told you back then not to get involved with Greta, but you didn’t listen. She’s the reason all this started in the first place. You were her main source of financial support. She was using you and now Tyler will either get you two together, or ruin the Empire your fathers have built. It’s an ultimatum you don’t need to be put through. He’ll use Greta as a puppet to take over your hard work and call it his own.”

  “He lives in a mess of an illusion,” Mina murmured. Aaron and Gale nodded, and Mina continued further, “If I leave the picture, will things get any easier for you guys?”

  “You’ll still be in danger,” Gale admitted, “There’s no point in it. But Mina, I have some grave news for you and you might have to play a part in all of this.”

  “Oh, no way am I letting her get stuck in this!” Aaron declared, “Leave her be, okay?”

  “It involves her father, Sean East, and I’m sure she knows him better than anyone,” Gale quipped casually, “Mina?”

  But Mina had paled considerably. Muscles tense and eyes wide, she couldn’t believe she’d worked so hard to get rid of him only to have to confront him again. She flexed her fingers, breathing deeply to bring back her composure.

  “What does he have to do with all of this?” she asked calmly.

  “Well, he was an avid drinker, and a drug addict. He was one of the clients of Tyler’s syndicate,” Gale went on to relay, “After his divorce with your mother, he became desperate for income and got involved in the business. He’s one of the top people in the syndicate, and a messenger to the head. We need to use you as bait, and manipulate him into getting rid of the one who is in control of the whole thing.”

  “Gale, no,” Aaron begged, grabbing Mina’s hand for support.