“Yes, there’s a baby,” she said a little tearfully, her hand coming down to cover mine gently. “I’m pregnant with your child, Trent, and … and … I love you and I want to raise this child together. I’m sorry that it’s happening like this. I know the Billionaires Club has rules and we pretty much violated every single one. I violated every one, and it was my job not to fall in love …and …and ….”
But I stopped my her with a deep kiss, angling her chin with a hand to position her exactly the way I wanted. My soul dipped before soaring, and instinctively, she twisted in his arms so that we were pressed together, not an inch separating our forms.
“You don’t have to be sorry,” I rasped when we finally broke away, my blue eyes seizing her brown ones. “This is what I want too.”
She sat back for a moment, lips trembling and surprised.
“It is?” came her wobbly voice.
I nodded.
“Sweetheart, I came over here to tell you the exact same thing, and hearing you say what we both feel is amazing. In fact, I got those for you,” I said, jerking my chin over one broad shoulder, “but we were interrupted by that twerp so I didn’t get a chance to give them to you properly.”
The girl gasped because on the tiny kitchen table was a bouquet of red roses, each flower a velvety ruby of fragrance and beauty.
“Really?” she mewled in a wavery voice, tears coming to her eyes. “You feel the same way? But what about the rules of the Billionaires Club? You know, how we’re not supposed to get involved, and how I’m not supposed to expect anything?”
I caught her chin with my big fingers again, forcing the gorgeous brunette to look into my eyes.
“Those rules mean shit,” I growled. “Especially not when we’re in love. Because honey, I love you, you love me, and that’s all that matters, rules and regulations be damned. What’s in here is what’s important,” I said, thumping my chest emphatically, “and not what some idiots dreamed up. Plus, we’re expecting a baby,” I added, sliding one hand against her belly, “and nothing’s going to keep me away from the mother of my child.”
With that, our lips joined, our souls merging into one. Because our relationship started as part of a filthy swimming club. Kelsey arrived at the manor, hoping to have a good time and maybe even land a job. But instead, she met me, and the female’s given me so much, including her heart and now a child.
So I nibbled Kelsey’s lips again, teasing her out of her funk. But then she pulled back, those caramel eyes meeting mine again.
“Wait a minute,” came her slow voice. “Did I really say I love you before I passed out? Or were you making that up?”
I grinned knowingly.
“Sweetheart, it depends. In some ways you said it, and in some ways you didn’t. Let’s just say that I heard something come from your lips before you fainted, and the words were so powerful that my heart leaped. Besides,” I said, brows waggling. “Aren’t they true? Isn’t that what’s important here?”
And with another giggle, she threw herself into my arms once more. But this time, to be sure, Kelsey pressed her lips to my ear before whispering, “I love you, Trent Major. Always and forever.”
My heart leapt, and I kissed her fervently before pulling back, emotions churning.
“And I love you, Kelsey Smith. You mean the world to me, sweetheart.”
Because things were going to work out. The curvy teen went to a dirty pool party with no expectations other than to have a good time with her friend that night. And now look what had happened. I’d met a beautiful brunette who was the answer to my dreams and our future was passionate and bright … as well as sparkling with promise.
EPILOGUE
Kelsey
“Oh,” I moaned, head tilting back as Trent eased his huge shaft into my pussy. “Oh yeah, just like that.”
Because we were sitting in the hot tub, me in the billionaire’s lap while reenacting our first dirty encounter. Of course, we’ve been back to the pool many times but this time it was different because I’m heavily pregnant. The baby’s due in a month, and my belly’s out to there with my bottom as wide as two football fields.
But Trent didn’t let my huge size stop him. He merely cupped my ass in two big hands as I floated weightlessly into the water before slowly pushing that massive fuckshaft deep.
“Unnnh,” he growled in his throat. “Fuck baby, you’re even tighter than before. Your cunt’s a fucking vise.”
And I sighed with satisfaction because this man is the answer to my dreams. After the unfortunate encounter with my ex Rick, Trent and I declared our love to one another with a series of kisses and promises, all of it sealed with a big bouquet of red roses. And although we haven’t tied the knot yet, I can see that Trent wants to pop the question. He wants to make an honest woman of me because rummaging around in his bedside drawer one day, I found a diamond ring.