Loved by the Billionaire: A Torrid, Romantic BWWM Story (6 page)

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CHAPTER TEN

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CHAPTER NUMBER TEN

The next morning, Anthony walked around to the passenger side of his car and escorted LaKeeta out.They had just made it to his ranch, which he had affectionately named Paulson Place.

LaKeeta looked about her surroundings in awe. “Whoa, Anthony. This is like something from that TV show Dallas.” She turned to him. “You own all of this?”

“
Well, you see that line of trees way back there?”

She nodded her head.

“
My property line ends just about where the line of trees starts.”

“
Wow.” She turned to him. “How big is this ranch again?”

“
Close to a hundred and fifty acres.”

“
And you live here?”

“
Most of the time….at least when I’m in Houston. I
do
have a loft within the city limits, but I normally prefer the wide open space provided by the ranch.”

He walked her up to the front door of a massive, two-story modern farmhouse.

“
This house is awfully big for a single guy, Anthony.”

He smiled, as he ushered her through the front door. “I know. In all honesty, when I bought Paulson Place two years ago, I was envisioning getting married and starting a family.”

LaKeeta frowned.
I wonder if that’s where that other woman that the tabloids claimed was pregnant with his child comes into play? One of the seedier papers had tried to imply that Anthony had somehow poisoned the woman, causing her to lose her baby.
She turned to him. Her eyes met his. “So were you engaged or something?”

He sighed. He figured that now was as good a time as any to tell LaKeeta about his past. He didn’t want her to find out by someone else telling her about Heather Thompson, the one-night-stand who’d stolen his sperm and impregnated herself.

He frowned. “Do you think we can talk for awhile?”

She nodded her head. “Sure.”

He led her into a very tastefully decorated living room. LaKeeta could tell that the house had probably been furnished by a professional interior decorator. It had that special look to it.

“
Can I get you anything? Some tea maybe? Flavored water?”

LaKeeta gave him a tiny smile, then shook her head. “No, I’m fine.”

Minutes later, She listened intently as he bared his soul to her, sharing his pain from the situation with his one-night-stand.

“
I don’t understand, Anthony. She stole your sperm from out of the trash and impregnated herself. Why would you offer to marry her?”

He shook his head as a faraway look came into his eyes. “I didn’t have a father growing up, LaKeeta. My Dad basically left my mom alone to fend for me, my brother, and my sister. I swore from an early age that I would never let my kid grow up without his or her Dad….not if I could do anything to help it.”

She nodded her head and took his hand into hers. She gave it a tiny squeeze of empathy. She understood exactly where he was coming from.

After several seconds of just sitting there in silence, she said, “You’re not married now, Anthony….the baby?”

He closed his eyes, then swallowed. “He died….he was a preemie.” He sighed. “I don’t tell too many people this, LaKeeta, but I’m a wealthy man. I own Body Work Zone.”

His voice took on a bitter note as he continued speaking. “None of the money that I threw at the doctors could save my son.”

She felt so bad for him. She pulled him into her arms and laid his head against her breast. Anthony was a strong man, possibly even an alpha-male type, but she knew the slight wetness against her skin was his tears from the pain of losing his child.

“
I’m sorry, sweetheart,” she whispered to him over and over again as she stroked his strong, muscular back.

Anthony closed his eyes. He laid there in her lap for several minutes, absorbing every positive, loving vibe that she was sending him. He’d never shared the story of what had happened to his son with anyone. He’d been hurting silently inside over it. However, he instinctively knew that he could share his private pain with LaKeeta.

She dipped her head and pressed a soft kiss to his cheek. She'd never lost a child before, but she could imagine that it would hurt like hell.

It was several minutes later that Anthony finally sat back up. He stood, then reached down to take LaKeeta's hand into his. He knew at that moment that he really did love her with all his heart. He didn't care how short of a time he had known her.

He gave her a tiny smile. “Ready to go learn how to ride, sweetheart?”

She nodded her head and allowed him to assist her up to a standing position. “Yeah. I'm ready.”

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By the time the sun was painting the western sky with streaks of vibrant purple and deep red, they had made their way back to the modern, prairie-style barn.

LaKeeta allowed Anthony to show her how to inspect the horses and get them ready for the night.

They’d had such a wonderful time with each other that day that LaKeeta didn’t want their time together to ever end. Plus, the act of him sharing his pain with her about his son had drawn them even closer together.

Her eyes met his. “Um, Anthony….I know we had made an agreement for you to drive me back home but —,” she smiled then continued, “— I was kinda hoping that you’d be okay with me spending the night.”

He closed the space between them and wrapped his strong arms around her back. He hadn’t expected her to suggest such a thing, but he was glad as hell that she had. He really wanted to go to bed with her in his arms that night.
For ‘every’ night really
, he thought to himself. “You sure you want to stay over, sweetheart?”

She gave him a tiny smile. “Yeah, I’m positive.”

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Hours later, LaKeeta was on her hands and knees, completely naked in the middle of his gigantic California king-sized bed. Anthony — who was naked too — was on his knees behind her. He was ramming his rock-hard cock into her dripping-wet pussy over and over again.

Every time he would pull out of her, LaKeeta would shudder, trying to catch her breath; only to have him slam into her pussy again.

“
Yes baby, yes….fuck my chocolate pussy!” she screamed out as he increased his tempo.

Her body was on fire. Her sex-hazed brain couldn’t seem to figure out what felt best — his dick in her pussy, his thumb rotating in her asshole, or the way her engorged nipples were grazing the silky bedsheets every time he fucked into her.

Anthony leaned in and grunted harshly in her ear. His voice was altered by the sheer intensity of the pleasure he was receiving. “You like my cock, sweetheart?”

“
Uhhhhnnnn, yes, yes!” she hissed back just as harshly.

It didn’t take long for the joint sensations of his dick in her pussy and his finger in her ass to drive her over the top. LaKeeta clenched her sphincter tightly around his finger as the walls of her pussy began to tremble and her body began to shudder.

Feeling her cum took Anthony over the top. He slammed into her hot pussy a final time and released spurt after spurt of thick jizm deep into her womb.

Spent from their sexual tryst, LaKeeta collapsed tiredly in his arms. Minutes later, as she was drifting off to sleep, she could have sworn that she’d heard him say that he loved her. With her eyes closed she sighed and slid into dreamland. Anthony smiled when she murmured, “I love you, too.”

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The one day of staying over at his place quickly morphed into a whole week. And Anthony was happy about it too. He still had the security guys looking out for LaKeeta, but having her at his place at night gave him even more confidence that she was safe.

On the seven-day anniversary of her spending the night with him, Anthony pulled his buzzing cellphone from his pocket. He was alone in his private office at Body Work Zone. LaKeeta, of course, was at work at Just Dessertz.

Anthony grimaced when he noticed the call was from his friend, Sergeant Wilshire. It had been over two weeks since he’d asked Brad to investigate the two men from the weight training room.

“
Hey, Brad. Hope you got some good news for me, Man.”

Brad nodded his head. “Yep….I actually do. You won’t have to worry about Albert Roberts or JaQuan Hicks anymore. They’re both locked up. I was finally able to link them to the case of a young lady who was gang-raped a month ago. She was on her way home from working out at Body Work Zone.” He paused for a moment, then continued. “Unfortunately, there were four more rapes — and a murder — connected to them as well. I can pretty much guarantee you these two assholes are gonna be locked up for life.”

Anthony was relieved that he no longer had to worry about the men wanting to hurt LaKeeta. But he was also saddened by the other women who had been victimized by the pair.

Before getting off the phone with Brad, he made a mental note to make a generous donation to a charity fund that assisted women recovering from abuse and rape.

“
Thanks a million, Brad. If you ever need help with anything, you know I’m the person to call. Right, Man?”

Brad smiled. “Your annual contribution to the Policeman’s Charity Ball is more than enough payment, Tony.”

After the two had disconnected their call, Anthony smiled.
I can call the undercover security guards off. My baby is finally safe
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CHAPTER ELEVEN

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CHAPTER NUMBER ELEVEN

A Week Later:

“
Uh, I know you’re not gonna deny that you’re in a relationship now. You have that love-glow all over your ass.”

LaKeeta smiled at her friend, Adina. They were out shopping together.

LaKeeta was looking for a new dress to wear to dinner with Anthony that evening. With Anthony’s help, she’d finally dropped twenty pounds. Consequently, her blood pressure was well within a normal range. Unfortunately, many of her old clothes no longer fit properly.

Adina was just out shopping — she did that a lot. LaKeeta smiled to herself. She seriously believed that Adina regarded shopping as a hobby.

She took a deep breath, then nodded her head
.
“
Yes. I’m not gonna try to deny anything, Adina. It’s true. I’m in a relationship.”

Adina grinned. She was a true romantic at heart. “And you’re in love?”

LaKeeta sighed. She had no desire to hide her and Anthony’s relationship anymore. She was a hundred percent certain that she was in love with him, and he’d already told her that he felt the same way about her….that he loved her.

“
Yes, Adina Brewster McAlister….I’m in love.”

To LaKeeta's surprise, Adina frowned. “Did you ask him about his ex….you know, the one from the tabloids?”

LaKeeta nodded her head. She smiled. “I didn’t have to. He voluntarily told me all about her.” She grimaced. “He had nothing to do with what happened to that woman’s baby. The child
wa
s
his, but he wanted his son really badly. It broke his heart when his baby didn’t make it, Adina.”

Adina studied her friend for a few seconds. She believed her and she believed Anthony Paulson. She’d only met him one time, but in all the years that she’d known LaKeeta, one thing about the pretty girl had always stood out — and that one thing was that she was a good judge of character.

Adina smiled. She was happy for her girl
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Later on that evening, when she'd finally gotten home from the mall, Adina walked into her bathroom. She took a deep breath, then pulled the boxed pregnancy test from within the cabinet under her sink.

Five minutes later, she was taking the second test. She'd wanted to confirm the results that she'd just gotten on the first one.

She closed her eyes, then sank down onto the edge of the garden-style tub. She was a lot excited, and a little bit scared. “I'm pregnant,” she whispered to the empty room. “Anthony and I are about to become parents.”

If Anthony had been home, she would have rushed over to his place and shared her news. However, he was out of town for the weekend. He was checking on his Denver Body Work Zone location.

His private flight was scheduled to arrive back in Houston the following morning. LaKeeta was of course intending on talking to him over the phone that evening, but her news was something that she really wanted to share in person.

She stood from her perch on the edge of the tub. She was smiling. She placed her hand over her still flat midsection. “I can't wait to tell your Dad about you little one.”

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The Next Day:

“Hi, sweetheart. Did you miss me?”

The moment he had stepped into her foyer, Anthony had pulled her into his arms.

She answered his question in the best way she knew how. She gave him a passionate kiss that would leave no doubt in his mind.

“I take it that you did,” he whispered sexily into her ear as his hands pushed themselves up her shirt and his fingers molded themselves about her breast.

He'd missed her so damn much over the past three days, that he wasted no time in hiking up her skirt, snatching off her panties, and claiming her sweet pussy as his own.

She'd never had sex in a standing position before. But, she now knew she definitely wanted to do it again. With his back against her foyer wall, Anthony had picked her up as if she were a featherweight. She'd wrapped her legs around his waist, as he'd forced her greedy pussy down on his throbbing cock.

It didn't take them long to surrender to the pleasure of each others touch.

Minutes later, with them both lying on her carpeted foyer floor and spent from their exertion, LaKeeta nestled her body into his.

He dropped a soft kiss on the top of her head.
I love her so much
, he thought to himself. “Everything still alright, sweetheart?”

LaKeeta sighed. “I think so.”

He stroked her side, loving the feel of her silky skin under his hand. The fact that she hadn't answered his question with a '
yes
' had him a little worried. “You only '
think
' so?”

She sighed. “Anthony, I'm pregnant.”

His hand stilled its motion against her side.

She frowned. Her back was to him so she couldn't see the expression on his face. His quietness was making her worry. “Did you here me, Anthony?”

All of her doubts concerning him not being happy with her carrying his kid were immediately squashed when she heard him whoop excitedly in her ear. He got on his knees and turned her around to face him. He placed a hand protectively over her belly.

His eyes met hers. He couldn't stop smiling. “I'm about to be a daddy?”

She returned his grin with a happy one of her own. “Yes. I took two pregnancy tests yesterday. They were both positive.”

He hopped up like a madman and began rummaging through his clothes — the ones that he'd just discarded on her floor during the heat of their passion. He pulled out a ring box. “I was going to wait until tomorrow, but now seems like the right time.”

LaKeeta instantly had tears in her dark brown eyes.
Oh shit, I think he's gonna ask me to marry him. Oh shit
.

Completely naked, he got down on one knee. He pulled her trembling right hand into his. His eyes met hers. “LaKeeta Hunt, will you become my wife and make the three of us a family? Me, you, and our child?”

She was speechless, but nodded her head in the affirmative. She'd been hoping that this was going to be Anthony's response when he found out about her child, but a girl never really had a way to know for certain about those types of things until it really happened. “Yes, sweetheart. Yes. I'll become your wife.”