Billionaire’s Baby Mama

Honey was so delicious that I couldn’t stop

myself from having her over and over until I

noticed that she was exhausted.

I went to the bathroom and brought back some warm water to help her clean up. She had already fallen asleep by the time I returned. I help her wipe her mid thighs and I put one of my shirts on for her.

I sat by the bedside and stared fixedly at the sleeping beauty. I was fighting the urge to kiss those lips again. My dick was peeking out but my mind was screaming at me.

I know she is tired and I will never be so selfish to have her when she is sleeping. So I went back to the bathroom to take a bath.

By the time l came back to the room, I was feeling very hungry. So I went to the kitchen to prepare something to eat.

I made butterscotch pudding, Spaghetti squash, and Fajitas. I was humming happily as I cooked.

I have never felt so happy in all my life.

Was it the wonderful sex? Or Was it my heart?

I finished cooking and checked the time and it was past 8pm. I was contemplating if I should wake Amy or not.

I couldn’t let her sleep on an empty stomach, so I woke her up and invited her to eat. I left Amy in the room and went to set the table.

When I saw her coming out of the room, My eyes almost bulged out of its socket. l opened my mouth in astonishment.

Gosh! She is Beautiful!

My Shirt looked like it was made just for her.

The shirt hugged tightly around her breasts and I could see her nipple. The shirt stopped right above her mid-thighs, exposing those beautiful long legs. Her hair was let down and her eyes still has sleep in them. She looked so innocent and pure.

Her steps were so graceful that one could mistake her for an Indian Princess. She took light steps towards me and l could almost hear my name in every step she took.

She smiled as she approached me and my heart started to dance in joy. Her beautiful amber eyes twinkled as she smiled.

I felt satisfied and complete having her around me.

I ushered her to a seat and she sat down obediently. We dug into our food and ate silently.

Halfway through the meal, Amy suddenly look up at me to ask, “What time is it?

“It’s almost nine,” I replied and she jumped up.

She ran back to the room; leaving her food halfway.

What is wrong with her?

I followed after har and noticed that she put on her clothes hurriedly and ran out of the house.

“Amy, wait!

{Amy’s Pov}

Shit!

I cant believe I slept off!

I rushed back to Carl’s room and grabbed my

clothes. I put them back on and rushed out.

I heard Carl calling to me but I chose to ignore him.

I mustn’t waste another minute here.

I got a cab as soon as I got out, I got in and told him the address. He drove off.

I noticed that Carlos was running after the cab but soon stopped when the car had gone far.

“I’m sorry Mr. Clay,” I muttered as I looked back to see him standing there. He was staring at the cab like he just lost something precious.

He must have scared out of his wits. From the way I ran out but what could I have done but rush?

My little brother just had an operation and | left him all by himself all day long!

What if he’s hungry?

What if he misses me?

I told the driver to step on the gas and speed up and he did. I arrived at the hospital and I rushed too Nathan’s room. He was lying down on his back but he wasn’t sleeping.

I sighed in relief and kissed his temple.

“How are you dear?

“I’m fine Sis,” he replied with a smile.

Oh, how much I have missed this adorable smile.

“How do you feel? I took a seat beside him.

“I feel good, Thank you, Sis.” His voice was low but healthy.

He wasn’t breathing painfully like he used to before. His pale face seem to have gotten some color.

“No Pain at all? I asked again

Nathan smiled but didn’t respond to that.

“Nate? I stared at him deeply.

“I’m fine, Sis.” He placed his hand on mine.

Nathan loves to keep pain to himself. He never tells anyone how he truly feels, except…. me…. Sometimes. And in most cases, he’d Keep to himself.

He never shows his weak side to anyone.

“My brother is finally coming back. The weak Nathan is dissipating.”

“Are you hungry? Should I get you something to eat?”

“No,” He shook her head in refusal. “I already had dinner.”

“Oh, I see.” I crossed over and prepare to sleep on the couch.

I could feel Nathan’s questioning gaze following me around the room but I ignored him. I was too tired.Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

I took off my shoes and was about to lay down.

“Amy? Nathan called my name.

His voice was hoarse but I could tell that he wanted something.

“Hmm? I went back to him.

“Water please,” He pointed at the jug.

It was out if his reach so I picked it up and poured some in the glass.

However, instead of drinking the water, Nathan grabbed my hand and sniffed my body.

“What are you doing? I asked, amazed to see detective Nathan emerge so soon.

Well, old habits die hard, isn’t it?

Nathan dropped the cup and gave me serious look.

“Where are you coming from? What did you do there? Why do smell so different? And Why do you look so tired?”

All these questions just for me?

Hell no!

I have no strength to reply to those questions.

I shook my head at Nathan’s inquisitive self.

He hasn’t changed a bit.

“Your royal highness.” I bowed. “Since

you observed that I Iook tired, why then can’t you just let me off tonight and by tomorrow, I’ll be ready to answer your questions.”

Nathan’s eyes scanned me skeptically and I could tell that he was suspecting me. I don’t know how to explain it to her but I know he will understand that I did it all for him.

I sold my body just to save him.

At this thought, my mind suddenly went to Mr. Clay and the magical moments we just shared.

It was Awesome.

I never knew sex could be so tantalizing. I have always heard that first times are usually very painful and uncomfortable but with Mr. Clay, it was different.

It was amazing!

It was Magical!

I enjoyed every bit of it.

He said he wanted to make my first time special and he did. It was indeed very special.

If only the terms were different and we were actual lover then it would have been…..

What?!

What are you thinking Amy?

Mr. Clay can never love you. You belong to different classes.

Stupid! I pinched myself and scolded my mind for having such stupid thoughts.

I shook those silly thoughts out of my mind and tried to sleep but I could only see his face and the scenes from the movie we shot earlier came playing in my mind.

I remembered how he tortured me just to have me say his name. The words rolled out before I could think.

Carl…..