The Alpha Billionaire's Unexpected Baby: A Billionaire BWWM Pregnancy Romance

by Joanna Jacobs

  "No. But I'm parched." Shaniqua licked her lips.

  "I'm going to pull down the sails. Why don't you go below and grab us some beverages," Ryan said.

  As Shaniqua headed into the cabin Ryan hollered, "Bring me a Corona and get whatever you want. There is a full bar down there."

  Shaniqua stuck her head through the entryway and said, "Just because we're going to be brother and sister, don't think you can go ordering me around."

  "My bad," Ryan said. "Don't worry, I'll fetch the next round."

  By the time Shaniqua returned to the cockpit with beverages, Ryan had the sails furled and he was stretched out on one side of the cockpit, on his back hands behind his head. Shaniqua handed him his beer.

  "What took you so long?" Ryan asked.

  Shaniqua held up her cocktail.

  "Is that a Mai-Tai? Can I have a taste?" Ryan sat up.

  "Yes and yes," Shaniqua said handing the tumbler to Ryan.

  "Mmmm. Where did you learn to make these? You aren't even twenty-one yet are you?"

  "Don't rub it in. I'll be of legal drinking age next month," Shaniqua smiled.

  Ryan took another big sip. "Will you make me one when I finish my beer pretty please?"

  "Finish that one since you have drank half of it anyway. I'll go make two more," she said and went below again.

  Shaniqua returned quickly, two Mai-Tais in hand, and she had discarded her cover-up

  .

  "Ok, let's catch some rays," she said.

  Ryan downed the drink in his hand, set the tumbler on the cockpit floor and reached under a cushion retrieving two oversized beach towels.

  Shaniqua stepped up onto the center deck with the two drinks in her hand.

  "Grab my bag too," she said to Ryan as he moved to the front of the cockpit.

  There was a gentle breeze blowing and slight rolling waves as they stretched the towels out on the deck. Shaniqua laid down on her stomach and Ryan sat down criss-crossing his legs.

  "Ryan, can you put some lotion on my back?" Shaniqua said, rolling up on her side with her face pointed towards the Ryan. She held out a bottle of suntan lotion with a low SPF. "I want to get the perfect shade of cocoa."

  "You do, huh?" Ryan said, moving over to her side. "Well, you're going to have to work at it. You're kind of a mess right now. All brown with some caramel and a little red. You look like a melted crayon box."

  Ryan meant for that to be a a joke. But when he looked at her face, she looked crushed. Her mouth hung open and her eyelids were heavy like she was holding back tears.

  "Oh, you're terrible! What a mean thing to say!", she blurted.

  "Hey, hey, I didn't mean it like that. You're beautiful! You're going to be the prettiest sister I could hope for. I was just joking. You've been wearing a lot of different swimsuits and so you have all these different shades and tan lines. That's all."

  She looked at Ryan for a second. Her eyes got steady and she stopped looking sad, but she didn't smile; she looked serious, and maybe a little nervous. Then she sat up, faced Ryan, and reached behind and took off her top.

  "Do you really think I'm beautiful?" she asked covering her breasts with her hands.

  "Ye..ye...yes... of course," Ryan stammered.

  Still holding his eyes, she took her hands away from her tits revealing her perky nipples. She slowly moved her hands down her sides and took off her bottoms too. Ryan's gorgeous soon to be step-sister sat there in front of him, totally nude and arching her back pushing her breasts forward.

  Ryan's mouth dropped open and his breathing became labored.

  "There.", she said. "I'll get an all-over tan instead." His cock started to thicken along the side of his swimtrunks, and she glanced briefly in that direction before leaning forward and giving him a little kiss on the cheek. She laid back down on the towel, face down.

  "So, can you put the lotion on me now, Ryan?" The dare in her voice was undeniable.

  Ryan looked at her, stretched out from end to end, and took in every inch of my Shaniqua's smooth, sweat glistened skin. Due to the cool breeze,goose pimples had risen all over her body.

  She's going to be my sister in a few days Ryan thought as he surveyed her body taking in all the little details. He noticed a little mole on her shoulder and the fine baby-pale fuzz at the triangle of her lower back just before it rose to the swell of her bottom. He studied the tan lines, brown, to reddish, to white easing in on either side of her firm, raised ass.

  Ryan debated what to do as he looked at her thighs where they came together at her crotch, showing the smallest trace of pubic hair between them. He noticed for the first time that she'd put pink nail polish on her toes, almost the same color as the bikini that lay crumpled in front of him..

  As she pulled her hair over her ears, he noticed she'd done her finger nails in the same color.

  Shaniqua looked at Ryan.

  "Go ahead.", she said, turning her face to the other side and adjusting in a way that raised her ass off the seat for a second. He watched her settle and fought down his nerves, thinking of all the reasons he should tell her to put her suit back on and the two of them sail back home.

  Instead, he picked up the lotion.

  Ryan reached over and moved Shaniqua's hair up over her neck and began rubbing down her shoulders. Coating the arm closest to him first, he then reached over her and coated the one laying on her other side, stopping to kiss her on the cheek.. She smiled.

  Reaching the base of her back, he skipped rubbing her ass for a second, moving instead to her legs. Ryan had abandoned all reasons not to let things get out of hand; he had plans for that ass, and wanted to make sure she was cool before he went with it. Taking one leg at a time he rubbed them down, easing each thigh apart and giving myself a clear view of her pussy.

  He moved his hands up her thighs, one on the outside and one up on the inside. His hands caressed her legs in ways a brother should never be touching his sister. He moved up in a circle with his outside hand, squeezing the ass cheek and rubbing in lotion, and with the inside hand, he moved up fingers first, not quite touching her pussy but letting her know he could any time he decided.

  Shaniqua's breath was getting heavy, and Ryan didn't even trying to hide the erection bulging at the edge of my swim trunks.

  Ryan leaned down and kissed the small of Shaniqua's back. She let out a moan.

  He put a last bit of lotion on my fingertips; it was moment of truth time: He cupped her left ass cheek with one hand and eased her legs open with the other. He met no resistance. He slid the tip of his middle finger along her lips to her clit, probing open her pussy as he did. He could feel how wet she already was, and when he touched her clit, Shaniqua let out a deep, breathless moan.

  Ryan realized he'd both been holding his breath for several seconds. Up to this point, things might have been risque, but either of them could have played it off. Now, he had crossed over that line.

  Shaniqua arched her back as Ryan moved his finger inside her. She squeezed her eyes shut and gripping the deck of the boat with both hands, she pressed herself against his finger forcing him deeper and showing him that the witness wasn't just from sweat.

  Ryan didn't need any more encouragement. He reached his left hand across her and lifted her hips so her ass pointed to the sky.

  Shaniqua looked at Ryan.

  "Go ahead.", she said, turning her face to the other side and adjusting in a way that raised her ass off the seat for a second. He watched her settle and fought down his nerves, thinking of all the reasons he should tell her to put her suit back on and the two of them sail back home.

  Instead, he picked up the lotion.

  Ryan reached over and moved Shaniqua's hair up over her neck and began rubbing down her shoulders. Coating the arm closest to him first, he then reached over her and coated the one laying on her other side, stopping to kiss her on the cheek.. She smiled.

  Reaching the base of her back, he skipped rubbing her ass for a second, moving instead to her l
egs. Ryan had abandoned all reasons not to let things get out of hand; he had plans for that ass, and wanted to make sure she was cool before he went with it. Taking one leg at a time he rubbed them down, easing each thigh apart and giving myself a clear view of her pussy.

  He moved his hands up her thighs, one on the outside and one up on the inside. His hands caressed her legs in ways a brother should never be touching his sister. He moved up in a circle with his outside hand, squeezing the ass cheek and rubbing in lotion, and with the inside hand, he moved up fingers first, not quite touching her pussy but letting her know he could any time he decided.

  Shaniqua's breath was getting heavy, and Ryan didn't even trying to hide the erection bulging at the edge of my swim trunks.

  Ryan leaned down and kissed the small of Shaniqua's back. She let out a moan.

  He put a last bit of lotion on my fingertips; it was moment of truth time: He cupped her left ass cheek with one hand and eased her legs open with the other. He met no resistance. He slid the tip of his middle finger along her lips to her clit, probing open her pussy as he did. He could feel how wet she already was, and when he touched her clit, Shaniqua let out a deep, breathless moan.

  Ryan realized he'd both been holding his breath for several seconds. Up to this point, things might have been risque, but either of them could have played it off. Now, he had crossed over that line.

  Shaniqua arched her back as Ryan moved his finger inside her. She squeezed her eyes shut and gripping the deck of the boat with both hands, she pressed herself against his finger forcing him deeper and showing him that the witness wasn't just from sweat.

  Ryan didn't need any more encouragement. He reached his left hand across her and lifted her hips so her ass pointed to the sky.

  As he worked his finger deeper into her, Shaniqua started to breathe faster and with every exhale another little moan escaped. She put one of her knuckles between her teeth and bit down as she pressed herself against Ryan's hand.

  Ryan tried to insert a second finger but Shaniqua's pussy was too tight. He began to finger fuck her with his middle finger faster and faster as he teased her clit with his thumb. He fingered her steadily for several minutes moving the fingertips of his other hand up and down her back.

  Shaniqua rocked her hips back and forth moaning each time Ryan's finger sunk in to her inviting pussy. He managed to get a second finger in her, and found her G spot. As the tip of his finger rubbed her G spot Shaniqua came, her pussy tightening against Ryan's fingers. He continued to work the inside of her pussy walls and pushes some in circles against her clit.

  When she came a second time, she let out a deep moan and pulled off his fingers. Rolling onto her back, Shaniqua pulled Ryan over on top of her. Their lips met, and Ryan pushed his tongue forward against Shaniqua's lips. As their tongues met, Shaniqua reached into Ryan's swimsuit and grabbed his hard cock. Ryan gasped.

  Shaniqua started stroking his hard cock. Ryan looked his soon to be sister in the eyes and said, "I want you."

  Shaniqua smiled and said, "I want you too."

  Ryan stripped his trunks off and with his knees pushed Shaniqua's legs apart.

  "Ryan, don't." Shaniqua said. "I want to, but we don't have any condoms here. I can't get pregnant with you." She looked suddenly unhappy and distressed.

  "Oh. Okay, yeah, you're right." Ryan said, trying to calm down. He hadn't planned this, but once they got going he didn't expect to hit a snag. "Sorry, stupid of me." He moved off, and sat down beside her. "You're not mad at me, are you?"

  "No, no Ryan!" She sat up, and wrapped her arms around her neck, coming forehead-to-forehead with me. "After I saw you that first morning, all I could think about was you." She kissed his forehead and held his face close to her neck.

  She then whispered something. Ryan thought he picked out the words "little man in the boat."

  "Well, I was working on it," he said sheepishly. "I can go down on you some if you want."

  "No, Ryan! A little man, on the boat there!" she pulled away and pointed..

  Sure enough, there was a sailboat tacking by about 150 yards away. On deck was a little man with a pair of binoculars staring at them.

  Ryan grabbed a towel, wrapped it around me and then shouted at the guy, "Get an eye full douchebag?"

  Ryan and Shaniqua jumped in the cockpit, Ryan quickly raised the mainsail, and as we sailed away from the man, Ryan gave him the finger.

  Shaniqua slipped back into her bikini and held the wheel while Ryan slipped his trunks back on.

  "I don't think those are going to stay on too long," Shaniqua said as she leaned in and gave Ryan a kiss.

  "Why's that?" Ryan said still a bit shaken from being spotted by another yachtsman.

  "We can't let that go to waste now can we?" Shaniqua said as she dropped to her knees beside Ryan. "You can steer that big wheel from the side can't you?"

  Ryan didn't answer. He just moved to the side of the big stainless steel Captain's wheel keeping his hands on the wheel and his eyes on the water.

  Shaniqua pulled Ryan's trunks down and admired his white cock that sprung out. She stroked it slowly with one hand. She then found the largest vein on his shaft, and starting at the base, used the tip of her tongue to trace along it, taking her time to stay within the line. Her mouth came away as she reached the head. Then she started again at the bottom, giving the flesh a bit more of my tongue the second time. Again she pulls away, over and over, until her flat tongue was pressed into this side of his erection, lapping away hungrily.

  Her free hand found his balls, lightly scratching through his pubes, fanning her fingertips in and out over his sensitive ball sac. Her greedy licks covered the whole underside of his shaft. She looked up to see Ryan's eyes were closed. She sat up higher on her knees and turned her head to the side, licking up the dry side of his cock. Stretching her tongue out as far as she could and curling the tip, Shaniqua wrapped her tongue around the thick shaft.

  With their head turned to the side, she opened her mouth against the base of his cock. She shielded her lips against his shaft and ran her mouth up and down the length. Her tongue flicked against his flesh and drool spilled out of the corner of her mouth.

  She looked up again; this time Ryan's eyes were open and locked on hers.

  "My God Shaniqua," he uttered.

  Shaniqua licked the pre-cum from the tip of the engorged head of his cock. Then without hesitation, she went down on him taking the full-length of his manhood in her mouth. Holding the base of his dick with both hands, she sucked him faster until she could feel the head of his cock swell with the impending orgasm.

  Ryan groaned and Shaniqua knew he was about to release. She looked up at him; his eyes were closed again. She blew on the tip and then once again took him in her mouth sucking him until he filled her mouth with his salty sperm.

  ***

  Donald and Rochelle were home and dinner was set on the table by the time Ryan and Shaniqua had docked the boat and walked the short path back to the house.

  "So, how did everything go today guys," Ryan asked. He saw the long face on his dad and tried to sound upbeat.

  "I'll be glad when this wedding is over," Donald said as he spooned a helping of mashed potatoes onto his plate.

  "Me too," Rochelle said as she leaned over and patted her soon-to-be husband's thigh. "That way we can get on with the fun."

  "I thought what we did last night was fun," Donald said with a look of concern. His look of concern turned into a grin as he continued. "I didn't realize you were so flexible honey."

  "Dad," Ryan shouted. "That was totally inappropriate."

  Shaniqua's eyes cut to Ryan. "Pass the dinner rolls please."

  Ryan passed the basket of rolls and Shaniqua took a bite.

  "What bakery did you get these from mom? They are delicious!" Shaniqua said hoping to redirect the conversation.

  "We're all grownups here," Donald snapped at Ryan before Rochelle could respond.

  Ryan glared at his dad
.

  The four sat in an uneasy silence as they picked up where they had left off eating.

  Rochelle finally broke the silence.

  "How was the sailing expedition today?" Rochelle looked at her daughter and then across the table at Ryan.

  "It was..." Ryan and Shaniqua began at the same time.

  "Go ahead," Shaniqua said.

  "No. You go ahead. Tell them what you thought of my handling skills," Ryan said his eyes smiling.

  "Well mom. Ryan certainly knows how to handle the Nauti Girl. He showed me a lot!"

  "So you two had fun?" Rochelle asked.