My Billionaire Boss's Secret Baby

by Jamie Knight

I hope every time that we have sex, it will stay this hot and intense. He knows just how to touch me. I didn't think that was possible. Ben could make me cum with just his hands alone. That's how good he is. I know I'll never be able to go back to my vibrator. It just won't feel the same compared to him.

  I moan loudly as he keeps a steady rhythm going with his fingers. With his free hand, Ben pulls me closer and kisses me again. This time my tongue is in his mouth, and he tastes so good. I can't stand it anymore. I pull his hand out of me, stand and maneuver myself, so I sit on him. My back is to him.

  Ben’s hands cup my breasts, and he fondles them, gently pulling my nipples. His cock slides smoothly into my pussy, and I am instantly driven insane. He keeps his hands on my breasts as I ride him up and down. My ass bounces against him. I love that we are fucking this way. It's new to me and such a turn on. I wonder what else we can try later on? With him, I am always ready for more.

  I can hear him moaning, too, so I try to go slow at first to give us more sensation.

  “Oh, fuck….yes.” I hear him whisper.

  I have never heard him talk like that before. I love it. It turns me on and makes me go deeper and slower. Gradually I start going faster, the more into it we get.

  Soon he is the one calling out my name. “Cece, oh, Cece,” Ben moans.

  It's incredible this feeling. I don't want to stop, but I know I'm going to. I cry out as I cum. After a few final thrusts, he cums as well. Ben holds me to his chest. Tenderly he kisses the back of my neck. Slowly he slides his cock out of me.

  That was incredible, and I loved every second of it. I didn't think it was possible to top our first night together, but we did.

  I sit beside him in the tub. We wash each other up. Afterward, we dry off. He hands me one of his tee shirts, and I'm touched. We lay in bed relaxed and tired from everything. Ben has an adorable sleepy expression, and I caress the top of his hair until his eyes close. I can tell by the sound of his breathing that he is asleep, so I turn on my side and watch him. My heart is filled with emotions. I realize now what these feelings are. I'm falling for him: hard and fast.

  I love him and Katie. I love being here with them. I feel complete when I'm with them, like, I actually have a family again, and I want that. I want a life together with Ben. I can almost picture it. That also makes me happy.

  I don't want to leave them. I don't ever want these feelings to end. I want to stay here with them forever. I really hope that I can. I also hope that Ben feels the same. I'm sure he might, based on all of the events that happened tonight. But I decide not to worry about that again. I want to just enjoy my night with him. It has been going so perfectly — no need to ruin it.

  I yawn softly and realize how tired I am. I turn over and scoot close to him. In his sleep, he mutters and wraps his arm around me. This has been the most magical night ever. I could not have pictured anything more perfect happening to me.

  I can't keep the smile from my face. This has been the best night of my life. Even better than our first night together. Happily, I close my eyes and fall asleep, snuggled against him. I know I'm going to wake up with a smile on my face in the morning. I really hope things continue to progress between us.

  Chapter 13 - Cece

  I'm growing to love my time living here so much. In fact, I haven't left the house in a few days, not that it matters. I'm starting to think of this as my home now too. It's so easy to think that because of how well things have been going.

  “I have to go into the office for a while today. Will you be all right here?” Ben asks.

  “Yes, don't be silly,” I reply.

  He smiles and gives me a soft kiss on the lips. “I'll see you later.”

  “Okay. I'll be waiting. Don't work too hard,” I reply.

  He walks out the front door. I close it behind him and go back upstairs to check on Katie. It feels like we are an average couple living our everyday lives together. I can't describe the joy that it gives me. I might swoon if I think about it anymore.

  It's late morning. Katie is napping sweetly, and I smile as I fix her blankets. She is such a sweet little girl. I hope I can always be with her and Ben. I walk out of the room, so I don't wake her. I have to admit I'm thrilled right now. Things have been going great between Ben and me. I'm starting to feel really at home here with him and Katie. I walk to his bedroom dressed in my robe.

  I think he really has changed and gotten over his ex. I'd like to think I had something to do with that, and that makes me smile. I may have helped Ben, and now he is ready to open his heart to me. I imagine what it would be like to have a family with him and to call Katie my own. That would be a dream come true. If things keep going this well between us, it might actually happen. I feel so happy that I might start giggling like a little girl.

  Bringing myself back to reality, I think I still need to take things slow with him just in case. I don't want him to retreat or pull away from me.

  I'm a little disappointed that he had to work today. Maybe I can throw together a little sexy surprise for him like he did for me with the hot tub. Everything is so hot and passionate between us. I love it. What woman wouldn't? I really am lucky that a man like Ben has taken an interest in me. There's no question about how much I'm attracted to him or how much I want to be with him.

  I sit on the bed and try to plan it all out. The house is quiet. It's a little eerie, but I'll get used to it. All this space is a thousand times better than my cramped apartment. I feel happy, like things are finally going great for me, almost like a princess in a fairy tale. A sound interrupts my thoughts. I listen again. If I'm not mistaken, it sounds like someone is trying to get into the house. Fear and panic grip me. My first thought is of keeping Katie safe. I run downstairs in my bathrobe just in time to see the lock turning on the front door. That means the person has a key.

  The door opens, and I'm shocked. Isabel, Ben's ex-wife, walks in. I recognize her from the pictures. I dislike her immediately based on what Ben has told me about her.

  She looks around, closing the front door behind her. “Who the fuck are you?” Isabel snaps when she finally notices me standing there. She has that typical snobby bitch attitude. That just gets on my nerves. What did Ben ever see in her?

  “My name is Cece. I'm the nanny,” I answer. I try to remain polite, but I'm wondering why she is here and when she is leaving.

  “Well, where is my daughter Katie?” Isabel asks like she owns the place.

  “She's upstairs napping,” I reply, trying not to lose my cool at the way she is talking to me. Who the hell does she think she is anyway? She has no claim to Ben anymore. Why is she here?

  She takes in my attire. “Are you sleeping with my husband?” she demands like she actually cares. She's the one who cheated on Ben, so why should it matter to her. She looks at me like I'm some cheap whore. Now I'm upset. I feel the need to defend Ben from her. He's with me now.

  I can't control my anger. “Listen, lady. Ben isn't your husband anymore. You don't belong here, so why don't you just leave…” I say, ready to continue telling her off.

  She gives me a scornful laugh. “You poor, delusional girl. Do you really think Ben has feelings for you?” she asks mockingly. I'm shocked into silence. “That's just part of his little game. I'm sure he's told you all kinds of things about me. But you see, the real reason I left him is that he couldn't keep his dick in his pants,” Isabel says in a tone laced with false sympathy. “Now I return home to see that he still hasn't changed.” She gestures to me.

  I'm appalled and hurt. I run upstairs to gather my clothes and quickly leave the house. Isabel watches me leave a slight smirk, but I don't notice. I knew it was all too good to be true. I'm so angry and hurt. How could I allow myself to fall for Ben? I can't believe I fell for his lies.

  As I hurry home, I try not to let the tears fall. I don't want anyone to see me cry in public. I can't believe I could have been so wrong about everything, and I don't know
what to think. I don't want to see or be anywhere near him. I just want to go home and fall apart. It hurts to be treated this way.

  Chapter 14 - Cece

  In my apartment, getting dressed for the day, I look at my reflection in the mirror as I fix my hair. My phone rings. I silence the call and ignore it. It's Ben. He's been calling nonstop, and I keep ignoring his phone calls. There is no way I am talking to him. I can't believe I got so caught up in the idea of having a family that I got carried away with my boss. How could I have been so careless and desperate?

  After I'm dressed, I grab my purse and walk outside. I'm on my way to the coffee shop to beg for my job back. I need the money now more than ever, considering all that has happened. My boss, Tracey, is pretty understanding, and I'm really counting on her generosity today. I still haven't given up on my college goals. That's all I have left in my life right now. I sigh as I try not to think about what could have been. I can't afford to be emotional again today.

  How could I have made such a stupid mistake like this? I think about it the whole walk over there. I arrive at the coffee shop to see an entire crowd of people waiting to be helped. My boss Tracey is behind the counter, trying to work as fast as she can. I take a deep breath and realize it is now or never. I walk inside and try to get her attention by waving my arms. She finally notices me and gives me a signal to wait. I stand in the corner of the coffee shop and wait for her. Things haven't changed too much here. That's good. Hopefully, I can pick up a few extra shifts. Nothing will compare to what I was earning taking care of Katie, though. Still, I'm not about to give up on my goals. Besides, I'm no stranger to hard work.

  After the crowd has died down a little, she walks over to me. “What can I do for you, Cece?” she asks tiredly.

  “Well, I'm here to ask for my job back. I understand if you have already hired someone else, I just thought I'd try,” I explain, deciding to be truthful.

  She looks around at what's left of the crowd. “Can you start right now?” she asks.

  “Yes, of course!” I reply, relieved.

  “Good. Welcome back.”

  I take my usual place behind the counter and begin serving customers. It's nice to see I haven't lost my touch. The overflow of work is my only distraction from Ben, and I eagerly lose myself in it.

  Another large crowd hits us during lunchtime. I wonder what the cause of all this is? I look in the window and see a sign advertising a new drink. No wonder we are so busy. Just when I think I'm going to get a break, there is more work to be done.

  When I have a moment, I glance at my phone. I see more missed calls from Ben. I don't have time to let it bother me. I slip the phone into my pocket and get back to work. I can't afford to lose focus now.

  When I'm finally able to catch my breath, it's almost closing time. Thank goodness the workday is pretty much done. I spent the whole day on my feet. The last of the customers are taking their coffee to go.

  “I'm so glad you came back today. I really needed the help,” Tracey tells me.

  I'm having a hard time concentrating on what she is saying. I don't feel right. In fact, I feel kind of faint as I grip the countertop for support.

  Tracey turns around as she finishes wiping a table and notices me. “Cece? Are you feeling all right?” she asks with concern. She has always been very caring and motherly. I need that right now.

  I have to admit what I'm going through. “No, I think I might be pregnant,” I say, covering my stomach with my free hand. “I’m feeling faint.”

  “Oh, my goodness! Well, come with me,” she says, grabbing her purse.

  I lean on her for support as we walk to the drug store across the street. My boss leads us down the aisles until we find the pregnancy tests. She buys one for me, and we go back across the road to the coffee shop. Once we are inside, she flips the sign to closed.

  “Go ahead. No one is here,” she says.

  I take the test and go into the bathroom. I kind of already know, but I need to be sure. I take the test. Afterward, I sit nervously on the floor, waiting for the results. My stomach turns. I don't know if it is from morning sickness or anxiety. This is probably the most stressful time in my life. I keep glancing at the time on my phone, but the minutes seem to take forever to change.

  Time is up. I take a deep breath as I stand up, feeling the knot in my stomach growing. I look at the test because I know I can't put it off any longer. The results are positive, just like I expected. I sit back down. I feel like I'm going to faint.

  What the hell am I supposed to do now? I can't tell Ben that I'm carrying his baby, nor can I go back to him. I try and take some deep breaths to calm my nerves since I feel so lost and confused right now.

  Throwing the packaging from the test away, I get up and pace. What I really need to do is get home. I'm so damn tired from work. Now I'm emotionally drained from everything that has happened. I just want to rest and tune everything out for a while. I'm going to have a lot of thinking to do about this baby, and I wanted to be well-rested when I do that.

  Chapter 15 - Ben

  I wanted today to be a good day. I was hoping it would be when I was on my way home from work, but that was a foolish thought. As long as Isabel is around, nothing good can happen. Cece was the only good thing in my life, aside from Katie, and now that is ruined. All thanks to Isabel.

  I honestly don't know if things can get any worse than they are right now. I'm stuck in this house with Isabel, and I can't get rid of her. Apparently, she was dumped by her tennis coach and is now back to stay. This is all I need.

  I pick up my phone and look at it again. No calls, no texts. It remains silent. Cece hasn't answered or returned any of my calls. I dropped by her place when I was out earlier. She didn't answer her door either, so I don't know how else to get ahold of her. It's like she doesn't want to be found, although, after recent events, I can't really blame her. Still, I would like the chance to try and explain to make things right between us.

  I need to get ahold of her. I need to talk and explain everything to her, but I haven't had a moment's peace with Isabel here. Katie was thrilled to see her mommy when she woke up from her nap the other day, but now she has been crying on and off, saying that she misses Cece. I don't know what to do, and I feel like I'm going to go insane. I tried going into my office, but Isabel followed me in there. The woman won't leave me alone. I forgot how frustrating that is. She's bitchy, and she's clingy. I don't even remember why I married her.

  Now I'm outside in the backyard, pacing back and forth. I try calling Cece again, but still no answer. I hang up and clench the phone tightly in frustration. I think Isabel is somewhere inside. Katie was trying to show her something, but she wasn't paying attention. That's what led to Katie crying about missing Cece.

  I can't believe things are happening this way. Everything was so perfect a few days ago. I wish I could go back to that time. I was finally starting to feel better about everything, all thanks to Cece. Now, all that has gone to hell because Isabel showed up.

  “What now?” I wonder as I hear a commotion in the house.

  I walk back inside to find my mother and sister stand there, arguing with Isabel. Katie is crying. I scoop my daughter up in my arms and carry her to her room.

  “It's going to be okay, sweetie. I'll send Auntie Liz up to keep you company,” I say, trying to comfort her. She sniffles and hugs her teddy bear.

  I walk back out of the room and downstairs. “Okay enough!” I roar. Everyone stops yelling. “Can you go up and keep an eye on Katie?” I ask my sister.

  “I'll do it. I'm her mother, after all,” Isabel says in a superior tone. She turns and walks out of the room.

  “What is she doing back here?” My mother demands. My sister crosses her arms and glares at me.

  “Honestly, I don't know. She just showed up,” I admit.

  “I don't want her in this house. She's nothing but a Gold digger,” my mother argues.

  I sig
h, not in the mood for another fight, so I go to the kitchen to get a glass of water. Taking two aspirin, I rub my temples, feeling a headache starting.

  My mother follows me. “You get her out of this house now. I don't want her here. I don't care if she is Katie's mother.”

  “I'll see what I can do,” I reply tiredly, so ready for this day to be over.

  “If you remember, I didn't even want you to marry her in the first place,” my mother reminds me.

  “Yes, I remember it quite well,” I say, walking out of the kitchen.

  I don't know what to do, I need space. I walk upstairs to my room and throw myself backward on the bed to stare up at the ceiling. I really doubt that things could get any worse than they are right now. I know Isabel won't leave. Because of that, my mother isn't going to leave.

  Poor Katie is so upset. I don't know how I am going to get out of this situation. It's like a nightmare that keeps going from bad to worse. Katie runs in and climbs in the bed with me.

  “What's wrong?” I ask, alarmed.

  “They are yelling again,” Katie says. As I sit up, she climbs into my arms for a hug. I feel a little awkward as I'm not usually affectionate. “I miss Cece,” she whispers. I hear the sadness in her voice, and I realize she is trying not to cry again.

  “I know, sweetie,” I answer, hugging her. I want so bad to say me too. I do miss Cece, more than I thought I would.

  Katie stays in my arms for a long time. Eventually, she falls asleep. I carry her back to her room then tuck her gently into bed. I close her door halfway to try and mute some of the noise.

  “Okay enough! Katie is asleep,” I say once I'm downstairs.

  “This is my house, and I'll do what I please,” Isabel snaps.

  “Wrong. It's my son's house. Get out of here, you little tramp,” my mother argues.

  They start fighting again. I sigh and walk to my office, accepting that I can't deal with this right now. I sit at my desk and lay my head down. I just want a moment of peace to form a coherent thought. I pull my phone out. I don't know why I bother to check it. I'm never going to hear from her again. That thought depresses me more than my current situation.