Baby With The Billionaire

I rubbed my eyes and looked at the bedside table, the clock said it was 10:13. I went to bed a bit earlier than usual because I was so tired, it seemed like this pregnancy was taking way all of my energy. Dane got angry at me today because I fell asleep at my desk, never has that happened to me since I started working there. In fact, never happened to me at any of my jobs.

I sat up and rubbed my eyes again. I wasn't expecting anyone, especially at ten in the night. It wasn't Josh because he was out of town for a few days and Cassie was working a late shift today.

I stood up and put on the robe that was lying on the couch. I rub my eyes and reached for my glasses and place it on my face. I walked to the door and looked into the peephole.

Of all the persons that I guess, why didn't he came up in my mind? Of course, never expected to see him at my doorstep 10'o clock in the night. I reluctantly opened the door. I looked up at him with a blank face.

"What are you doing here so late?" I voice sounding weird.

"It's a little after ten and don't tell me I can't come in. I know your brother is out of town." I look at him with my brows raised.

"So you're stalking me now."

"I wouldn't classify it as stalking more like deep researching." So he's basically stalking me. His eyes travelled behind me. "Are you going to let me in or am I going to let in myself?"

I sigh there was no use, trying to get rid of him. I open the door wider to let him in. After closing it, I turn and there he was just a few steps in front of me, close enough to touch me. I slowly back away but my back touched the door and there was no escaping.

"Where do you think you are going?" he asked with a smirk on his face.

"I..um..do you want something to drink?" I didn't know what else to say to him. He was way too close for me to think straight.

"If I had wanted something to drink I would have stayed home." He stepped closer to me.

"I..um..what do you want then?" I looked at him, he was wearing casual clothes something he didn't wear very often.

A smile lit upon his face. "That's an easy guess."

"Is it really?"My question was rhetorical. I bit my lips unintentionally but he seems to smile even more.

Oh no, I'm in danger now.

"Yes," he was too close for comfort.

His body was too close, he was too close. I could feel my body shivering and he didn't even touch me.

"Please, tell me what you want so I can go back to bed. I'm really tired" What else was I gonna say?

"I want you," he said when he brought my attention to his lips when he ran his tongue over it for moisture. I stared his lips, his beautiful soft pink lips. Mercy, mercy, god please help me.

"Um...eh, well." I was staring at his lips and trying to let the words come out. He bent his head so that his lips were about two inches away from mine. "I don't.."

Before I could complete my sentence his lips came crashing down on mine and all my words and senses disappeared. Without even thinking I greedily accepted his sweet kisses. I knew that kissing him was wrong but how can something so wrong feel so good?

His left hand laid on my waist while the other slowly makes its way up to my bosom. His hand gently caress my breast. I moan, enjoy the surge of pleasure that was going through my body. Kyle removed his lips from mine and brought his mouth to my neck. He moved his hands from their previous position and brought them to the front of my robe. While he kisses my neck, he slowly removes my robe and let it fall to the ground. He eased his hand from my neck and looked at me.

"So beautiful," his husky voice said. "Do you know how beautiful you are?"

I smiled unable to keep my emotions in check. I lift my hands and brought in on his shoulders and pulled him towards me. His lips touched my mine again and we were lost in a wonderland.

Before I could take control of any situation we were on my bed naked. Kyle was kissing between my thighs and ever control I had was gone. I was moaning uncontrollably, my hands were in his hair and I didn't want this feeling to stop.

He lifted his head as to stop. "No don't, don't stop." my voice unrecognizable.

Kyle laughs, "Sweetheart, that's not even the fun part." He moved away and came and kiss me. When his body was fully aligned with mine, he began to kiss me. "Are you ready?" Before I could answer he entered me with full force, my body gladly accepted the pleasure that he was giving me. I held on his shoulder tight, I couldn't let go, I didn't want to. I was moaning, making unusual noises and digging my fingernails into his strong shoulders. I was filled with a feeling that was unexplainable. A sensation I couldn't even describe. I was just too much to comprehend.

Each time he'd change his speed and his force and it was driving me mad, I didn't want this to end. If ended then reality would kick in, and reality was so sad.

The time came when all the pleasure was just too much for both of us to handle. His lips rest and my neck while his head lay on my shoulders.

After a few minutes, our breathing became steady. He lifted himself off me and beside me instead.

I turn my head to look at him but his eyes were closed.

His skin moist and lips looked kissable.

"Do you take staring at people as a hobby?"

"Only when the person is worth staring at." I closed my eyes and remember all the pleasure that was going through my body just minutes ago.

"So am I worth staring at?

I smile. "That question doesn't need an answer" And it didn't. Why did I smile?

Why was I even staring? He doesn't belong to me and he never will. He doesn't even respect me.

Then why did I get back in bed with him?

Because it was too damn tempting. My brain stops working as soon as he touches me. My emotions were the leaders when it came to him and my body just surrenders and accepted defeat. When it came to him, I had no self-control.

I sigh.

I had made a promise to myself where he was a concern and I broke it. I sat up and cover my body in embarrassment. I quickly got up from the bed and went over to the bathroom. I closed the bathroom door behind me and rest my head on it.

Mistake, Mistake, Mistake.

This arrangement was a mistake. Why the hell did I ever think that a billionaire like Kyle Dale would ever think of me as anything else that his poor secretary that had a trouble marker brother?

The words did come from his mouth.

"I paid her," he had said.

I forced the tears not to come out. Why did it hurt so much?

Because I have feelings for him.

I sigh. I've made so many mistakes in my life but this was the biggest. How could I have thought that I was immune to his charms, maybe I was at the beginning but ever since the first touch everything change. "Is everything okay in there?" Kyle shouted.

I quickly put on my bathroom robe.

I opened the bathroom and he was in the same spot I left him.

"I'm pregnant." I stand there waiting for his response but he was silent.

I moved closer to the bed to take up my panty that was laying at the foot of the bed.

"I'm going to be a father," he said in a low voice. "I'm going to be a father." his voice a bit louder now. "I'm going to be a father" his voice loud enough for my neighbours to hear. I looked at the smile on his face and I couldn't help smiling back.

He got up off the bed and came towards me. He wrapped his hands around me in a big hug.

"Thank you." I smiled accepting his attitude but I was sad because this was the last time I'll have him in my arms.

"Don't thank me, it should be the other way around. You helped me more than I could ever express. My situation was not a good one and because of you, my doubts are paid for. Thank you."

He releases me from his arms and looked at me with a big smile. "Okay, let's celebrate by drinking some champagne and apple juice."

"No."

"No? Don't you have any champagne?" he looked at me questioningly. "No, apple juice?"

"I do, but our deal is half complete. You only wanted to make sure I was pregnant and I am. We don't need to celebrate for something that we knew was gonna happen eventually. We don't have to continue having sex." Saying those words were harder than I thought they would have been. I tried my best to keep my poker face. My emotions were all over the place and to let it show would just make me embarrassed myself.

He remained silent for a time. "You knew you were pregnant before tonight and you didn't say anything. Why? Was it because you wanted to have your last night with the billionaire and then think I would give you the other half of the money? Well, sweetheart, it ain't happening. You're not gonna be playing golddigger on me." His words felt like a thousand bullets hitting my body and the worst thing was I didn't know how to respond to him.

"Please leave" my voice a bit cracky.

"Gladly." he walked past me bumping my shoulders, he took up his clothes on the way and then I heard the door slapping.

That's when the tears came.

I guess it's true, Love does hurt.