Accept My Baby: A Billionaire BWWM Single Parent Pregnancy Romance
really don’t want to have to trap you in a situation you
didn’t ask for.”
    “ You
are not trapping me,” he said before he leaned forward and
kissed her softly.
    “ But
it is another man’s baby,” she said and he shrugged.
    “ So,
what? Does he know about it?”
    “ No,”
she said in a soft voice. “And I honestly don’t want him
to know anything either.”
    “ You
sure?” he asked and she nodded.
    “ I
really don’t want him to be anywhere near or around my baby.”
    “ Then
that’s perfect.”
    “ Why?”
she asked as she looked at him.
    “ Because
I can always assume the role of fatherhood.”
    She looked at him and
shook her head.
    “ I
don’t think we should be talking about this right now…take
some time and just get used to the fact first.”
    “ There
is nothing to talk about. I know I want you. And we all have baggage.
For me it is the shitty family and for you it is more beautiful than
anything I could ever think of. It is a little baby who probably has
your eyes and I know that he or she will probably make me melt.”
    A smile played on her
lips.
    “ What
are you talking about?” she asked and he shrugged.
    “ I’m
talking about a future together. For you, me.” He put his hand
on her tummy. “And this baby.”
    She raised an eyebrow
over the other.
    “ You
do realize you just asked to adopt my ex’s child, right?”
she asked and he nodded.
    “ I
know what I just asked and that is exactly what I mean to do.”
He held her chin and kissed her again. “And I do not go back on
my word. Ever. ”
    “ But
you are only looking at the good…there is going to be a whole
lot of shit to wade through and I mean a whole lot. I mean, hormones
and the mood swings…”
    “ I
can handle it.”
    “ And
what if I hate you? Because people have been known to hate the ones
dearest to them and everything.”
    “ I
can handle it,” he repeated.
    She took a long deep
breath and was just about to say something when he kissed her again,
taking her words into his mouth. She slowly brought a hand up to his
head and held a fistful of his hair as they kissed. His tongue rolled
on hers as he held her neck ever so possessively.
    He was pushing into
her and she was pushing back, but he was winning because he was
slowly lowering her on the bed. He gently pushed the bathrobe off her
shoulders and she shivered lightly when she felt the robe sliding off
her already hard nipples. He pulled away and looked into her eyes and
then at her full breasts. He slowly ran his hand down to her chest.
He filled his hand with her breast and gently kneaded it, making her
moan softly.
    She
looked at him as he looked into her eyes. He gently forced her down
on the bed and kissed her softly. She closed her eyes as he began
kissing her neck, slowly working his way down to her chest and then
to her breast. She arched her back and gasped loudly when he took her
hard nipple into his mouth. He was kissing and sucking on her and she
was loving every minute of it. He held her other breast as he slowly
trailed his lips down to her navel and finally to her soft wetness.
    She
unknowingly spread herself wider as he kissed her and flicked his
tongue on her hard clit. She could feel herself getting closer and
closer to the edge as he ate her out but just as she was about to
climax, she felt him pull away. He gently pulled away from her and
slipped an arm under her ass. She barely had enough time to moan her
disapproval, when he suddenly flipped her over and began tracing his
kisses up one of her ass cheeks to the base of her back.
    Amanda pulled herself
up, thrusting her ass high up in the air and Rafael needed no second
bidding. He gently held her cheeks before he pushed his pants down
freeing himself of the sweatpants he had on.
    She held onto the
bedding and pushed her ass back once more. He brought himself closer
to her and held her hip before he gently began pushing himself into
her. She moaned softly as she began feeling him

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