Carry My Baby: BWWM Romance (Brother From Money Book 18)

by Shanade White

  The song had changed. It was still Billie Holiday, but now it was I’ll Be Seeing You.

  The song was from a completely different time from the painting, but that brought out Virginia’s emotions. Dmitri had made her cry tears of joy twice already today, and she had no idea what was in her room or the guest room across the hall that he was staying in.

  “Goddess,

  I hope you like it. I wanted to capture how beautiful you are. Please go to your bedroom.”

  This had become so fun to Virginia. She was holding all of the notes in her hand, and she practically skipped back out into the hall and towards her bedroom.

  She opened the doors and saw that her bed was covered in pink and red rose petals in the shape of a giant heart. There was a note right in front of it. Virginia looked about the room to see if there were any other surprises for her, but there was nothing else that she could see. She picked up the note on the bed and unfolded it.

  “Lyubov Moya,

  I will be in my room if you would like to see me. Enjoy the chocolates and the roses.”

  Dmitri was giving her the option to simply enjoy time to herself or to go and see him. She swallowed. She could feel every part of her body tingling with alertness now. She didn’t stop to think. Virginia was out the door of her bedroom and back down the hallway. She made a right to the only room she had not yet visited. Billie Holiday’s Blue Moon echoed through the walls softly.

  Virginia knocked on the door. She was nervous, and she could feel herself getting shy, but she knew now that this was what she wanted. He was what she wanted. Whether he was her husband or her friend, she wanted him in any way that she could have him.

  Dmitri opened the door with what looked like a sheepish grin on his face. It was no surprise that he was in all black. The button up shirt he was wearing was unbuttoned, and he had on a white under shirt. His hair was slicked back in the way Virginia liked.

  “Did you like the paint-“ Dmitri’s words had been cut short. Virginia had taken a hold of his face and tiptoed to give him a kiss. She could feel the spark ignite within her. This kiss felt just as curious and wondrous as the first kiss they shared in Moscow. The only difference was now he was hers, and she was his.

  Dmitri pressed his large body up against hers. He felt the suppleness of her breasts through her blouse, and the way her body rose and fell as she tried to catch her breath in between their kisses. He listened for the sound of her sweet moans whenever their lips pulled away from one another. He was so taken with her that he didn’t ever want to stop being in her embrace.

  “I hope that means that yes you like it,” Dmitri said jokingly. Virginia laughed and gave him a quick peck on the tip of his nose. She took both of his hands in hers and walked backwards down the hall.

  “Would you like to come into my room?” Virginia asked. Her body was aching for him now. She was curious about how he looked without clothes, and the ways he could possibly taste and hold her. Dmitri nodded and let her lead him into her bedroom.

  The rose petals were still a perfect heart on the bed, and Billie Holiday cooed on from every room in the house. Virginia didn’t even bother to close the door. She brought Dmitri close to her once again to feel all the parts of him that she could, and still craving more. She wanted to feel so much more of him that she could hardly stand it. From being totally afraid of being left, to feeling totally consumed by someone; it was a feeling of bliss that she didn’t want to let go of. And now she was sure she wouldn’t.

  She walked backwards until she bumped the bed with the back of her leg. Dmitri was hungry for her and their lips and tongues did not separate for too long. Virginia sat down on the bed. Dmitri followed by bending forward to match her height. Virginia scooted backwards onto the bed. A few of the petals fell on the floor, and she knew they were no longer a perfect heart. She could smell the sweet scent of the pink and red roses around her. The smell was as alluring as the voice of Billie Holiday.

  Virginia urged Dmitri forward by enticing him with her lips. When she moved backwards, she teased him and had him move forward so that he was now on his hands and knees on her bed. Her king size bed was soft and inviting, just like her lips. She stroked Dmitri’s cheek. She enjoyed running her hands along his stubble. It was a sexy and rugged look that made him seem even more like an artist.

  Their kisses continued to be tender until Virginia was practically leaning against the headboard. Dmitri moved an arm underneath her and scooped her up. He did a quick maneuver with his arm that made him collapse on the bed on his back and now had Virginia straddling him. It turned her on more to know that he was so strong, and he positioned her the way he wanted. She was used to being the dominant one in the bedroom, and that was due to her partners either being intimidated by her, or just wanting to do anything she wanted in order to get their way later on. Dmitri wanted her pleasure, but he was so bold about it.

  Virginia used her finger to beckon Dmitri. He went from lying down to sitting up to her level. He kissed her neck and her shoulders with a bit more force. She didn’t know if she wanted to admit that she liked a bit of the pain mixed with the pleasure. She removed the button up that he had on, and tugged at the undershirt. Dmitri raised his arms over his head and waited as Virginia took the shirt off of him. She paused for a moment to admire how sexy his body was. His stomach was flat and firm and you could see the imprints of a six pack forming.

  He was thin, but he was strong too. Virginia felt his muscles and his power when she ran her fingers across his arms and his chest.

  Dmitri started to unbutton Virginia’s blouse, pausing to look up at her to see if it was alright for him to go further. She nodded and when he slid the blouse off of her, she undid the clasp of her bra from the back and pulled it lower on her body. Her breasts were large, but they weren’t yet defeated by gravity. They were round and supple. Her chocolate areolas had hardened nipples on the tip. Her body gave her away and revealed her true anticipation.

  “Wait,” she said. Dmitri was about to kiss her breasts, but she stopped him. He paused and looked up at her face.

  “There’s something that I want to do first.”

  Virginia moved backwards and got on her hands and knees in front of Dmitri. She unbuckled his belt with ease. Her hands traveled along his pelvis and onto his pubic region. She wanted to feel his length. She took a hold of his erect cock. She could feel how large it was even with his pants still on. An excited moan escaped her lips, and Dmitri matched her moan with one of his own as she teased him through his clothes.

  He lifted his body up so that he could remove the rest of his clothes. He sat on the bed, completely hard, and completely turned on by Virginia. She took off the pencil skirt and silk thong that she was still wearing. Virginia bit down on her lip and admired Dmitri’s body for a while.

  “Wow,” she said. Dmitri smiled and licked his lips at her. His cock throbbed once when he scoped her body with his dark brown eyes. It was obvious that he liked what he saw.

  Virginia got on all fours again and arched her back so that Dmitri could take a good look at her perfect round ass. She wrapped her hand around the base of his cock and kissed the tip softly. She put her lips around the tip and softly sucked on the head of his large head. He leaked just a bit of precum, and Virginia took in the salty flavor of it hungrily.

  She continued to lick and suck only the tip. Dmitri sucked in some air and his body grew more and more tense. That was when Virginia slowly ran her hand up along his shaft. She used her other hand to come to the base. She stroked him, moving up and twisting her hands in the opposite direction. Her wet tongue tasted the head of him. She was going to taste more. She was determined to taste all of him.

  Dmitri let out some air, his breath staggering whenever Virginia had found a spot of pleasure for him. His moans turned her on; her pussy was getting wet from how good he tasted and how she imagined he would fuck her.

  She moved one hand away and lowered her face. Her lips were around his length
now. Not only was Dmitri big, but he was a nice thickness too. His veins were prominent now as Virginia got to work with pleasing him. He gathered a clump of her hair in his hands. He needed to hold onto something. He could feel an orgasm building up inside him while his wife stroked and sucked him.

  Harder and faster she went. Dmitri’s toes curled and his body went completely rigid.

  “You’re gonna make me cum,” Dmitri managed to moan. He groaned and took Virginia’s head in both of his hands. He guided her movements and watched her ass in the air. “Oh fuck. Ohhhh fuck…”

  Dmitri pushed more of his length inside Virginia’s mouth as he came. His head rolled back and he released his hot liquid into her. He filled up her mouth more and more with every thrust. He shook a little as he let out the last drop.

  Virginia swallowed her prize and kissed up Dmitri’s body. He brought her face close to his and playfully bit her bottom lip. He slowly clawed down her back until he was grabbing her ass. He squeezed.

  “I want to ride you,” Virginia said with a glisten in her eyes. She had made him cum once, but there was no way she was finished with him. She wanted to experience how he felt. She wanted the joy of making him have another orgasm.

  She spread herself wide and lowered herself onto him. He held onto his cock and helped guide his length inside her tight pink sweet spot. She tightened and opened herself more for him, releasing a bit of her juice.

  Virginia moaned immediately, not realizing how good his thick member would feel inside of her. She straddled him and moved her body up and down. She liked hearing the sounds of their sex. She was so wet that she could hear the rhythmic sounds of her body colliding with his.

  “You are so gorgeous moy milyy,” Dmitri breathed. He held onto her waist and rocked his hips to match the way she rocked her body. He sucked on her nipple. Virginia ran her hands through her hair so that Dmitri could get a good look at her naked form as she fucked him.

  She quickened her pace now, moving up and down. She felt Dmitri occasionally throb inside of her, and his breathing grew heavy again. She knew he was getting close. The thought made her smile, and in his state of bliss, he smiled back up at her.

  Dmitri paused and lifted his body up so that Virginia could lie on her back. He moved in such a way so that he was still deep inside of her. He spread her legs wide and kissed the edge of her foot. He moved his hips slowly, but made sure that he stayed deep. He had found her spot. He could tell because now she had gone completely silent, but her body quivered violently beneath him. She closed her eyes, and when she opened them, they rolled back into her skull.

  “Right…there…” she gasped. Dmitri thrust harder and pounded Virginia as deeply as he could. He felt another wave of pleasure stir inside him. Virginia tensed and tightened every few seconds, getting wetter and wetter as he moved.

  “Don’t stop….” Virginia said as her whole body shook. Her hands clawed his shoulders and her breasts bounced rhythmically. “I’m cu-“

  Virginia couldn’t finish her sentence. Her back arched to the point that her head flung back on the bed. Her pussy squeezed so tightly around Dmitri’s cock that it brought forth his own orgasm. He grunted and thrust even faster. His thick white cum poured into her.

  Virginia’s orgasm crashed in and around her. She felt herself being filled up and she shook until her orgasm subsided. She let out a long breath of satisfaction. Dmitri was still moving inside her, but slowly and tenderly now. He was still throbbing occasionally.

  “Thank you for the orgasms,” he said before leaning forward and kissing Virginia deeply.

  Just then, the phone rang. Virginia wasn’t expecting any calls, but she could see that it was from Nancy. If it was something important involving work, then she would have to take it.

  “Hello?” Virginia answered.

  “Go to NBC!” Nancy said frantically. She sounded excited, but not in a good way.

  “What?” Virginia asked. Her stomach was now in knots.

  “No time to explain. Just turn on the news. You’re on the news!”

  Chapter 7

  Virginia scrambled to her bedside table to find the remote for her TV.

  “Is something the matter?” Dmitri asked. He collapsed on the bed beside her. Petals floated about in all directions, mixing with the pure white petals below.

  Virginia wasn’t sure if there was anything to be worried about, but Nancy didn’t sound too happy. She was off the line now. Virginia wasn’t sure if in her panic and scramble to get to the remote she had hung up on Nancy, or if Nancy was already gone from relaying her message.

  The TV was on with a familiar indescribable sound and Bravo appeared instantly. Virginia turned to ABC in the middle of a news story. She feared the worst. That her designs had been stolen, or a plummet in stocks, or another nasty rumor that she was dating Justin Bieber. She held her breath and concentrated on. She had gotten to NBC right before the next commercial break.

  “And coming up next on Access Hollywood, designer and socialite Virginia Maxwell seen arm in arm with a new beau…and she’s wearing what looks like a wedding ring. That and a lot more to come after this. Stick around,” Virginia could hear Billy Bush’s voice, but on the screen was a photo of her and Dmitri holding hands. She was smiling up at him. It looked like they were just about ready to get into the car after they had said their I dos.

  “What the fuck?” Virginia whispered. She had no idea that she was being followed. Who could have known about their secret nuptials? The photo almost looked staged with the way she was smiling at Dmitri, but sure enough, the arm that was wrapped around him was sporting her new wedding ring.

  They sat silently until Access Hollywood was back on.

  “Last we heard from Virginia Maxwell, she was paying off her hunky model boyfriend Julian Walker to never speak to her again,” Liz Hernandez said as the camera zoomed in on her face. At the corner of the screen was a very unflattering picture of Virginia.

  “And just a little over a month later we’re getting word that the billionaire designer could already have another man in her life,” Billy Bush said.

  “So is the gorgeous designer really married to the guy? Where did he come from? And why are we only seeing him now?”

  The show spun off on a tirade about an alleged affair. Someone speculated that she launched her new line in Moscow just for a chance to get closer to her husband. All of this was completely false, and she wanted to know who was spreading these awful rumors.

  Dmitri and Virginia’s relationship was completely legitimate. Being in the public eye had so many disadvantages. Her life was no longer her life, it belonged to the world.

  “Oh no. Oh no no no,” Virginia groaned when the story was finished. She grabbed a pillow and buried her face in it. “I have to do something about this.”

  “What for? You and I both know those are total lies. Rumors like these? Ephemeral. If you poke and prod it more, the longer it will last. Allow it to play out.”

  Virginia lifted her head slowly and turned to look at Dmitri. She couldn’t help but be suspicious. Every man she had ever tried to date had been a scoundrel.

  “Did you….did you do this?” she asked softly. She sounded more hurt than accusing. Dmitri frowned and looked her directly in the eye.

  “Of course not. What would I have to gain from sleazy tabloid press? You and I both know the truth about our relationship. Why should it matter what anyone thinks? They’re not here in bed with us are they?” Dmitri said. He was trying to lighten the mood. He could see that Virginia looked distressed.

  Virginia sighed. She didn’t think he was lying, but she was still nervous. It was difficult to trust anyone in this industry. People tried to get money any way they could.

  “I may not have to prove anything to anyone, but I still need to stop whoever’s spreading all of this bullshit,” she growled. She was already done feeling sorry for herself. She wasn’t going to let some sneaky paparazzo or anyone else get the better of her. The only th
ing stopping her was not knowing who it was that was behind all of this.

  *****

  The rumors had gotten worse by the following morning. Some of her clients even had the gall to ask her about them. If she had been faithful to a boyfriend who she only had for 2 months, and if she really paid him off so that she could continue her affair. The reports even questioned the legitimacy of their relationship.

  Virginia kept her head up and mostly ignored the questions. She let everyone know she was happy with her husband, and there had been no infidelity.

  Then the questions were aimed at Dmitri. Where did he come from and why were they married so soon? Was this a fake wedding for him to get a green card? Was he really gay and marrying her so that he could put those rumors to rest? Was he famous in Russia? It was all too much to keep track of. Virginia’s head was spinning, and her temper was flaring every time she had to really think about it.

  The last thing she needed to do was lock herself in her office like she had been doing. It was time to face the music and clear her name with whoever came to her with any lies. It was ludicrous that people were so invested in the lives of others. All she wanted to do was work on those dresses for the First Lady, and the bridal line she was hoping to launch after Milan Fashion Week.

  “Well well, Virginia Maxwell,” she was down in the lobby meeting with a client who was also a bit of a financial rival. Marketa Versace, who had legally changed her last name in order to sound richer and more established than she really was. Virginia offered her a hug, and a kiss on both cheeks.

  “Marketa, you’re looking very…tan,” Virginia said. Their smiles were disingenuous, but that was just the way their faux friendship was.

  “And I had my hair extra bleached to balance it out,” Marketa laughed. She looked Virginia up and down while holding onto her hands. “My my…marriage does give you a certain glow, unless you’ve been tanning too, but with your skin tone I rather doubt that.”