Pregnant By The Billionaire

Alicia My eyes fluttered open. I turned my head as I allowed my eyes to adjust to the dark room. The back of my hand roughly dug into my eyes as I tried to wipe any crust that accumulated while I slept. I was overly aware of the hand on my thigh and the steady breath that served as a reminder of the things I had done last night. It has been 3 years since I indulged in my fleshly desires and we had a time last night. I squeezed my eyes, clenched my eyes, and bit my lip to calm myself before I squealed. I am spontaneous, but this was beyond me. The last time I had s*x was with my ex. I dumped him a year after acquiring Grandpas Bean, my coffee shop. It previously belonged to Sam, who everyone knew as grandpa and I didn’t want to change it even though he’d passed 4 years ago now. Sex is addicting. No wonder people do crazy things for it. I needed to leave before Alex woke and realized I was still there and I embarrassed myself. What can I say? Although I am confident attractive men make me loose my fire for a bit. Emphasis on 'for a bit'… When I get comfortable enough and I show my entire personality, it’s another story all together. Careful not to wake him, as I moved his hand and slid from the bed in a fluid motion, I tiptoed out the room in search of my clothes and other belongings. Thoughts of last night assaulted my mind as I pulled on my dress from the night prior. Even with my ex whom I loved at the time, I never experienced the intimacy and pleasure I did a few hours ago. Not wanting to wear the same underwear, I placed them in my bag as I searched for my shoes, jacket, and phone. “Where is it”, I mumbled on my knees near the couch. My butt tooted in the air much like last night. I tried to rid myself of the thoughts as I quickly continued the search for my other shoe. Five minutes later, I secured the last of my things, and with my heels in hand I tiptoed out the door. Luckily, this high rise complex was high tech and the penthouse couldn’t be accessed without his handprint or I would have felt bad leaving without locking the door. My phone was dead but the city was always awake, so I knew I could get a cab home to take a much needed shower and to get to the shop to prep for opening. We would have fewer baked goods with me being later than usual, but I was up before the sun and my opener was reliable. I waved down a cap and told him my address, which was 25 minutes away. I closed my eyes, drifting back into my thoughts as he drove. The Night Before I sat at the bar on my fourth drink, lost in thought as usual. My body con dress hugged and accentuated every curve and although I was out of my class with this bar I too was a business owner and wanted a change of scenery from the regular bars. This bar/ lounge screamed prestige and class, yet here I stood in my twenty dollar dress and forty dollar heels. I liked the drinks and the heavy pour had me feeling good. As it should for 15 -30 dollars a drink. I didn’t treat myself often and I was going to enjoy this. I could afford it after all. I turned to go to the bathroom and slammed straight into someone. Thankfully, I finished my drink before I stood to leave the bar. “I am so sorry”, I backed up quickly to look at the person and show my genuine mistake, “I should have checked before I just walked out”. “It's not a problem at all”, he answered. Hes handsome. Tall, strong facial features, smells delicious, beautiful eyes, smooth voice, and his build. I shivered, as the alcohol took control of my brain and my feminine needs refused to be ignored any longer. His hand stayed on my hip where he stabilized me. I watched as he took in a deep breath and it made a smile spread on my face. I always made sure I smelled good, black girl magic if you will. “You smell amazing”, he confirmed my thoughts. “You do as well”’, my hand settled on his that was still resting on my hip. “Glad it's to your liking”, a smile graced his face. I laughed at his statement, “Are you a meal that needs my approval?”, I joked. I laughed with my entire body and I had no shame in it. I love my laugh and his statement tickled me. “If I was, would you take your fill?”, his smile disappeared before I could laugh again to tell me he was indeed serious. “I have to pee”, my nerves ripped through my body as well as the longing, adding extra pressure to my lower stomach. “Come with me”, he guided me through the crowd to a section I had yet to notice to some stairs leading to the second floor. I took in the beautiful decor as the music faded in the background and a different vibe enveloped me. “What is this?”, I scrunched my brows, attempting to keep up with his stride as he led me through the area we were now in. “Its a VIP area and there’s a private bathroom you can use”, he looked back, continuing on to a private backroom with a bar, couch and bathroom. He walked me to the bathroom. “Here you go, I'll be out here when you’re done”, he looked me up and down before closing the door behind him. I let out a breath I had not realized I was holding when he was out of my presence. I have never been with an Asian man before but I would love to at this moment. I lifted my dress and pulled my panties down to relieve myself. I sighed as my bladder released the liquid it was holding. I swear peeing drunk was the best. Grabbing the tissue, I wipe before washing my hands and heading out after checking myself in the mirror. He sat on the couch with his head lying back and his eyes closed. I walked around the back to stand infant of him and take in more of his features. I was focused on how his shirt hugged him, exposing the muscles beneath. I didn’t realize his eyes were open and on me until he pulled me into his lap. Straddling him… I gasped as my core touched his bulge through his pants. “s**t, you scared me”, I sighed out. His eyes were looking deep into mine. “What’s your name?”, His hand grazed my cheek as he spoke to me. “Alicia, what’s yours?”, I completely failed to ask him before my mind thought about him inappropriately. “Alex” “That’s a nice name”, my hands found their way into his hair as our gazes went from curious to fierce. “You’re captivating”, he grabbed the back of my neck, bringing my lips to his hard…  There was nothing sweet about the kiss and I didn’t want it to be.