ROMANCE: BAD BOY ROMANCE: M.V.B. - Most Valuable Baby (Sports Secret Baby Romance) (Contemporary Interracial Pregnancy Romance)

by Lexi Ward

  “Pretty bra, my love. Too bad it has to come off…”

  He reached around and unclipped it with his good hand, and pulled it off of her. Her breasts were exposed now but she didn’t feel exposed. She felt like she was right where she wanted to be. He looked down at her, and licked his lips. He’d rarely ever done that but when he did it made her feel like she was worth all of his attention. He dove in on her, kissing her passionately and moving downwards to her breasts, his good hand squeezing one of them while the other wrapped around her waist, holding her close to him.

  She normally didn’t let him do all the work but this time he insisted on focusing on her, on exploring her and kissing every part of her before they advanced any further. He seemed to have read her mind before they began and took his time extending every second into minutes, every minute into hours. In the darkness, it seemed as if the time they were spending together was extending until eternity by the time they had finally discarded the last of their clothing.

  He ran his hands over her slowly from bottom to top, climbing in between her legs and laying his arms at her sides. He leaned his forehead on hers. “Are you feeling alright baby?” He asked.

  His concern for her feelings warmed her and she nodded, smiling softly. Nothing could interfere with what they had. At least not right now, not tonight. She smiled at him and put her hands on his cheeks. “I’m alright because you’re here with me.”

  He kissed her lips softly and rubbed his penis along the opening of her vagina. Zach did not have a particularly large penis but it was more than enough for Sophia - it was just the right size for her.

  “You’re really wet… do you want it?”

  The way he said it made her pelvis blaze and she nodded. “Please…”

  He slipped inside of her and Sophia felt completed. She inhaled sharply and she gripped his shoulders, the feeling taking her off guard even though she’d been prepared for it. He moved slowly at first, and she felt every ripple of his cock along the walls of her uterus as he pulled out and then pushed. She let her breath go and arched up against him, craving more of his warmth. She kissed the side of his neck, savoring his smell. He responded to her with a sigh of pleasure, spurring him to move faster.

  She let out little noises that he seemed to find quite enjoyable, even though she decided to muffle them by burying her mouth in his shoulder.

  After a few moments of being on top of her Zac decided it wasn’t enough for him and flipped her flat onto her stomach and thrust quickly into her, making her gasp. She felt like her vagina was on fire and she wanted more now, even if she had thought before that she was fine with not finishing. He kissed the back of her neck and down between her shoulder blades. His hands explored her body - up her back and around to her breasts, fondling them and pinching her nipples. She covered her mouth with a pillow to stifle her moans but he tugged it away from her. “I want to hear you say my name,” he commanded into her ear.

  That moment he began to pound her, hard so that her soft spots got all of his attention and quick enough that she couldn’t stop to think - only able to enjoy the man inside of her and obey what he’d said. She let out moans of pleasure in rhythm with his thrusts. “Zachary…”

  He leaned up and tugged on her hair so that her back was against him, both of them on their knees. He stayed in this position knowing it was her favorite because it gave him access to the one spot that pushed her over the edge every single time. She moaned without inhibition now, her pussy flaring with pleasure. It got infinitely better when she felt Zach squeeze her breasts hard, almost hard enough to hurt. It was his way of telling her he was close to his orgasm. But it didn’t matter because so was she.

  Fireworks went off for her as Zach’s cock throbbed inside her and she felt herself contract with her orgasm, milking him for his own. He moaned into her hair, his thrusts sporadic and his hips shook. She could feel the warmth of his sperm pouring into her and it made her orgasm that much more lovely. She stayed at her peak for a few more moments and it felt like an ecstatic eternity, her pussy throbbing and sucking his cock dry.

  When she finally did come down from her orgasm, she felt untouchable. They collapsed onto the bed next to each other, his semen oozing from her. He took her sweaty hand in his own and kissed it.

  “You are so amazing, Sophia.”

  She smiled at him, scooting a little closer. “Yes well… be glad I’m on the pill, we don’t need to introduce a child to Daddy.”

  Zach smirked. “That won’t be a problem after tomorrow.”

  She admired his confidence but felt it was misplaced. He hadn’t seen what Daddy could do like she had. A child would never survive if Daddy got near it. She still had no idea how she had.

  They showered together, deciding they were too sweaty and uncomfortable to sleep. Sophia couldn’t have asked for more than his hands running over her body with the soap, cleansing her of the stench of Daddy’s house and the sweat they’d made together. She felt completely like herself when she walked out of the shower with him, dressing in one of his shirts. They fell asleep in each other’s arms not long after that, and she dreamed of the day she would be free. He kissed her forehead before she fully drifted off. “I will fight to have this moment every day,” he said. He wrapped his arms around her and sailed off to sleep with her.

  CHAPTER FIVE

  When she finally woke, Zach wasn’t in bed with her. She panicked at first; worried she’d overslept, and quickly pulled on her dress and stockings. She put her curly hair up into a bun with the ribbon and rushed to the kitchen to grab a quick breakfast, but she stopped in the doorway.

  Zachary was there in his pajama pants and an apron, cooking eggs on the stove. He smiled at her as she walked in.

  “Bacon’s on the table. We have two hours, don’t worry.”

  She sighed in relief. “You could’ve woken me. Honestly.”

  He chuckled. He walked up to her and kissed her. “You were angelic though. I couldn’t.”

  She sat down smiling a little and bit into a bacon strip. She didn’t say much for the majority of breakfast, getting herself into the proper mindset for the fight at noon. Zach was relying on her and she couldn’t afford to get distracted now. Not if she wanted her life back, and wanted to keep him alive at the same time.

  They left the house with satisfied appetites and clean clothing. Zach’s arm was around her shoulders, a small comfort amongst her many worries. He didn’t seem concerned about the fight but she knew him better than that. In his mind he was mentally preparing himself as well. He had a habit of rolling something in between his fingers when he was getting into the mindset for a fight – in this case, he was rolling a pencil. She supposed he brought it with him so he didn’t roll a strand of her hair again and accidentally pull on it. That was only good during sex.

  When they got to the park, the sun was high and Sophia checked her watch - technically they were ten minutes early but Sophia felt that they were right on time. She knew that Daddy didn’t like to be late to his appointments. Around them, people were playing and enjoying the weather and walking their animals. She felt bad for them – they had no idea what was about to happen. She hoped Daddy would keep the people out of the fight. He had no reason to hurt innocent bystanders.

  They walked over to the clearing and Sophia made eye contact with her father. He looked displeased and she felt that familiar lump of anxiety make its way up into her chest. Zach rubbed her shoulder, and the anxiety slowly disappeared once again.

  Standing next to Daddy was the scariest, toughest-looking man Sophia had ever seen. He had a look in his gray eyes that made her feel small and insignificant – like he was a mountain and she was a grain of sand. He was bald and had a scar along his mouth that reached to his ear. She wondered how he got the scar but she doubted she would enjoy the answer. He seemed like the type that would give someone a scar of their own if they bothered him.

  Zach was the first to speak. “So this is my opponent then, Daddy?”
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  Daddy nodded, not speaking.

  The air grew awkward with the silence and Sophia decided to keep the conversation rolling on her own. “Shall I be the referee then?”

  Daddy stood up then and grabbed Sophia’s arm. She cringed because his hand squeezed so hard it hurt. He sat her down on the bench, and then smacked her, leaving a red handprint on her face. Zach tried to step in but the bald man shoved him out of the way. “Daddy is working,” his opponent said. Sophia was reminded of a movie trailer narrator.

  She rubbed her cheek, feeling like a child again. She wanted to just leave with Zach but she knew that wasn’t possible – at least not yet. She gazed up at him defiantly as he spoke. “How dare you leave your own home when you have an appointment to keep?”

  “I’m here aren’t I?” she spat.

  He slapped her on her other cheek. Both of her cheeks burned furiously. She felt nothing but hatred for this man and was looking forward to watching him get put behind bars.

  “Don’t test me girl,” he said in a low tone. “Not when your lover’s life is at stake.”

  “Why do we get this fight over with then?” Zach asked. He had his shirt off and was in the middle of wrapping his hands. His opponent had been ready from the beginning and was only waiting for him.

  Daddy turned to Zach. “You have five minutes. After that, whether you’re ready or not, he will attack you.” He eyed Zach’s hand and smirked. “Got into an accident?”

  Zachary finished wrapping his hands. “What, this? I would worry more about yourself, Daddy.”

  “Well, may the best man win.” Daddy smirked and turned towards the bench.

  Sophia felt sick to her stomach hearing Daddy say that. She knew he had something up his sleeve. The mafia never fought fairly – the man appointed as Zach’s opponent had something that would put Zach at a disadvantage and everyone present knew it. Zach was searching his enemy intently for anything out of the ordinary but could find nothing.

  Finally, Zach and the bald man whose name Sophia did not know stood across from each other and Daddy sat down next to her. A moment of silence passed and she could almost see the intensity passing from the bald man to Zach. Daddy raised a flag, and the man charged at Zach.

  CHAPTER SIX

  She watched as Zach blocked attacks from multiple directions and put his opponent in a headlock but his opponent out-weighed Zack and he was flipped onto his back. Zach recovered quickly, never taking his eyes off of his enemy. He wasn’t paying attention to his surroundings – he was focusing all of his attention on winning, or at least not losing.

  That was where Sophia came in, though. She wanted to watch the fight, and she did glance over from time to time to keep an eye on Zach’s condition, but she was mostly keeping an eye on the surroundings to see if anything was out of the ordinary. She counted herself lucky that everything seemed to be normal except for the two men fighting in the park. She couldn’t even imagine how out of place the scene must have looked to other people.

  For a time it seemed like the fight would be fought fairly and Zach seemed to be winning. Even with his physical impairment, he had the knowledge and skill to beat another master. She felt proud of him and hoped that for once, Daddy would fight fairly. At the very least it seemed that his champion was fighting fairly.

  The man picked Zachary up and threw him over his shoulder, and in a flash he dove to the ground with his elbow out. Zach rolled out of the way and quickly hooked his leg on his opponent’s arm so he couldn’t get up, and with his good hand began to lower blows on the bald man’s face.

  Something happened then that Sophia almost missed. She saw a glint in the sunlight, something that hadn’t been in the bald man’s hand before. In her focused attention on her surroundings, it shone just enough to catch her attention. Zach’s opponent had hidden a small knife in his hand wrappings.

  She stood up and yelled, “Zach, look out!”

  Daddy quickly pulled her back down and forced her to watch what transpired next, but the ribbon was already in her hand and flying in the air. She let go of it and it sailed in the wind behind them.

  “Don’t interfere, girl” he said.

  In the span of five seconds, Zach’s opponent swung his arm underhand and thrust his knife up towards Zach’s neck. Zach ducked back, his senses keener now that he’d been warned, and barely missed being stabbed. He jumped away and put his hands up to the level of his eyes, now protecting his neck and paying attention to his lower half. The tides had turned and Zach knew now it was ten times more dangerous. He couldn’t just run at him carelessly and hope his technique was stronger than his opponent’s. It wasn’t just a wrestling or MMA match anymore, it was now a fight to the death.

  Sophia’s eyes darted to the tree she’d seen the day before – the one with the split down the middle. Where no one had been before, now someone was leaning against it and watching. Seemingly unarmed, but watching. She didn’t know if it was an undercover police officer because she’d given the signal or a mobster. She decided not to trust anyone or wait to find out.

  “Zach!” She lifted a finger from her lap to point at the man leaning against the tree. She saw Zach’s eyes move just an inch to register the stranger’s presence before he turned his gaze back to his opponent. Daddy slapped her on the back of the head, yelling at her to shut up.

  For just the brief moment that Zach took to register his surroundings, he took his eyes of his opponent, who took that moment to charge forward and lodge his knife in Zach’s abdomen. Thinking quickly, Zach stopped the knife only halfway and pushed himself backwards to soften the blow. The tip cut his stomach and went in a few inches more, drawing blood, which began to flow freely. Zach stumbled back, his focus broken.

  Sophia could see that the second Zach lost his concentration, the man at the tree pulled a small crossbow from behind his back and aimed. Sophia stood up, and even though Daddy’s grip was pulling her down already she spat in his eye and broke free. “No!” she cried, rushing towards him.

  Zachary held his arms out, palms facing towards her. “No, don’t!”

  She rushed past his arms and took him down to the ground with her, using more strength than she thought she’d had. She felt a hand touch her arm as they went down and realized quickly it was the bald man. But he missed and they hit the ground with a soft thump. She heard Zach groan from the pain in his stomach as her weight pressed on him.

  A second later, she heard a blood-curdling scream.

  She looked up and quickly scrambled off of Zach, allowing him to breath again. What she saw was worse than anything Daddy had ever done to his victims. His deaths had always been quick and merciful…this was nothing of the sort.

  The bald man’s eyes were wide with pain and the arrow was in his wrist. The sniper at the tree had missed Zach, but hit his own man. She felt bad knowing that it could’ve been avoided, but she realized the arrow had been poisoned when he began clutching at his chest. It had flowed into his bloodstream, and reached his heart in less than two seconds. She put her face in Zach’s chest, unable to look on.

  She heard Daddy run over to them and her scalp burned with pain as he yanked her hair, pulling her away from Zach. She cried out in pain, almost in sync with the dying man in front of her. He was on his knees now, scratching as his chest as if trying to get his heart out. She almost didn’t hear Daddy scream at her. “You filthy whore! Look what you’ve done!”

  She heard a click above her. “Unhand the girl and put down your weapon. You have the right to remain silent.”

  Daddy immediately let her go and was yanked upwards, away from her, as handcuffs were placed on him. She fell forwards, too relieved for words.

  Then it hit her…Daddy had been arrested. Perhaps now she could live a normal life. She looked up to see the man with the crossbow getting hauled away as well as the sound of sirens could be heard in the distance. She truly hoped the bald man could be saved.

  Zach. She scrambled over to him. “Are you okay? Talk to
me Zach.”

  Zach opened his eyes and smiled at her, even with how bruised and broken he was. “Hey baby…”

  Sophia grabbed his shirt and wiped his sweat away with it and then pressed it on his wound to stop the bleeding.

  “We did it, Zach, we really did it.”

  He reached up for her with his good hand and caressed her cheek. “You did it. You saved us, Sophia.”

  She watched as the ambulance rolled up and immediately pulled out stretchers. The paramedics rushed over to the bald man first and began administering CPR. He was gasping for air and his eyes were wide. They injected something into him and he calmed down within seconds. For some reason she truly hoped that the man would live.