AFRICAN AMERICAN URBAN FICTION: BWWM ROMANCE: Billionaire Baby Daddy (Billionaire Secret Baby Pregnancy Romance) (Multicultural & Interracial Romance Short Stories) (114 page)

Even though he had all the time in the world, Ailean was too anxious to act accordingly. He certainly wasted no time in letting his fingers snake up her silky smooth skin before taking a gentle hold of her exquisite breasts, cupping them in his hands and letting his thumb play with her perky nipples.

Caitriona sighed contently as she felt Ailean’s fingers on her skin, and she just arched into his touch. When she felt him fondling her nipples, however, she had a sharp intake of air and moaned. She never knew that her nipples could be so sensitive to pleasure, but his soft and eager touch was an amazing feeling.

For a moment, Ailean hesitated as he saw Caitriona arch up and moan, and her skin broke out in spots of goose flesh from her eagerness and anticipation for more. He soon recognized that she was merely enjoying herself, and gave her a nice kiss, running his tongue along all the recesses of her mouth as if it was an eager cartographer. Caitriona moaned and took Ailean’s manhood in her hand and began stroking it.

Ailean moaned and eagerly continued to fondle Caitriona’s breasts, wanting to return the pleasure she was giving him with some of her own. Before long, however, Caitriona wanted to have more. She stopped stroking Ailean and took his right hand, leading it down in between her thighs. Ailean didn't take long to pick up the hint. He traced his fingers along the lips of her pussy, making her shiver and moan, giving him all the encouragement that he needed.

Ailean massaged Caitriona’s clit, happy to do that just so he could keep hearing her honey-sweet moans escape from her lips. However, Caitriona wasn't very patient, and even though what Ailean was doing now felt amazing, she wanted to experience more sensations. She bucked her hips up, and Ailean took the hint that he should be doing more, and so he didn't hesitate.

Slowly, and with the utmost caution, Ailean slipped a finger inside of Catriona’s pussy. She was well lubricated at this point, but this being the first thing inserted into herself, she did feel a slight amount of pain, and she winced. Her pleasure soon outweighed that, as she felt Ailean massaging her clit as his finger moved inside of her. Despite being new at this, he was very empathetic, so he knew what elicited pleasure from the wonderfully beautiful woman beneath him, and he was happy to do everything he could to make her moan out in pleasure.

“So good, Ailean,” Caitriona moaned out, moving her hips to get Ailean’s finger in deeper and encourage him to keep going. Ailean didn't need to be told twice, so he kept thrusting his finger inside of her, gradually adding a second and a third.

“Do you think you're ready? “ Ailean asked as he gently kissed along Caitriona’s collarbone.

“Ready? For what?” she asked. She was so focused on the pleasure that she had forgotten that this was just the appetizer, and they still had the main course to consider.

“For the next part,” Ailean said, too shy to go into detail about it. Once he said that, though, Caitriona understood, and she just nodded.

“Yeah. Lie down,” she told him, and he just looked at her quizzically.

“Why would I lie down?” he asked. Was Caitriona having second thoughts? Did she just want to stop and cuddle, then part ways? Or just stop totally? Ailean would feel a bit upset if she led him on and stopped now.

“Don't argue, darling,” Caitriona replied, and ran her finger along Ailean’s chest seductively, then pushed him down and crawled on top of him. For a moment, Ailean was just a bit bewildered, but when Caitriona rubbed her clit along Ailean’s cock, he just moaned and lay back, happy to let her take the reins if that's what made her happy. Just as long as they didn't stop.

A sly smirk snaked its way across Caitriona’s lips as she heard Ailean’s marvelous moans itching to escape his mouth. He was clearly enjoying himself, so Caitriona had no intentions of slowing things down, but she did plan on teasing him for a bit. She continued to stroke Ailean’s cock with her pussy, making sure to put more and more pressure with each thrust of her hips. With each new movement, his moans grew. He just wanted to stick it in, but he wouldn’t be waiting long.

“Are you ready, my dear?” Caitriona cooed, making her movements slower, but applying much more force so she could make Ailean beg for his satisfaction.

“Yes, yes! Please!” Ailean cried out with anticipation, “I’m ready. Let’s do this.” There was no way this was stopping now. He reached his hand up, putting it on Caitriona’s waist while the other slithered up to her breast, squeezing it gently just to help ease his anxiousness. Caitriona wouldn’t keep him waiting, though. As much as she loved feeling Ailean play with her breasts, there was more fun to be had downstairs.

So, Caitriona got started. She extended her hand down, taking Ailean’s hard cock into her hands and giving it a few strokes before lining herself up and gently easing herself down to it. With each passing inch, Caitriona shivered and moaned, but she only let it get so far, as there was a sting of pain in the region. She knew it wouldn’t last, and she knew that they could get past it, but the first time always had its downsides.

At first, Ailean was concerned as he saw the slight twitch of pain in Caitriona’s expression. He was about to suggest they stop, despite all his carnal desires to just thrust into her, but his worries subsided as she pushed herself down a little more and started to get into the swing of things. She thrusted her hips against him, feeling Ailean’s snake slither deeper and deeper inside her. Such a startling rush of pleasure was something she was unaccustomed to, but she sang sweet moans of satisfaction as she started to pick up speed.

The sounds and sights of Caitriona’s beautiful body were completely irresistible to Ailean. He happily assisted her wonderful work as he raised his hips to meet hers, getting himself as far in as he could, and helping the speed build, because he just wanted more. His moans of passion escaped like a howling wolf as he raised both of his hands to clasp onto Caitriona’s bouncing breasts. He wanted to make sure she was getting as much pleasure as he was.

Caitriona moaned as she felt Ailean’s hands fondle her, along with the feeling of having his cock inside her. It was amazing, and she loved being able to control the speed and the direction of everything. She was always the type to take what she wanted and be in control, so she was well pleased with this as she continued to bounce herself on Ailean’s cock.

He didn't last long, considering as this was his first time, but neither did Caitriona. She experienced her first orgasm during her very first sexual encounter, and it was amazing. Waves of pleasure washed over her, and as Ailean felt her walls tighten against his cock, he came as well. Once she caught her breath, Caitriona raised her hips and let him slip out of her, then lay down beside him. No sooner had she flopped exhausted on the ground than she heard the last sound that she would ever want to hear in a moment like this: her brother’s annoying, shrill voice.

“Caitriona! Is that you?” Fergus’ voice called out from about 100 yards off. Caitriona felt her whole body turn stiff in fright, but her well-being was the last thing she was concerned with at the moment. If her brother caught up with them here, he would kill Ailean without hesitation for having relations with his sister.

“Ailean! Get up! That's my brother!” Caitriona said, urging Ailean to his feet. For a moment, Ailean hesitated, but Caitriona punched him on his shoulder, hard. “I'm not joking! Get up!”

That did catch Ailean’s attention. He quickly sat up and then, seeing Fergus running at them in the distance, he put on his pants and boots as quickly as possible. Then he started running, leaving his bow and shirt behind.

Fergus was at Caitriona just moments after Ailean had taken off, but he ran right past his sister, following the fiend who had defiled her. There was no hope of catching Ailean, though. He knew these woods too well, and he was too fast. Fergus didn't continue the pursuit long, and returned to his sister within minutes.

By that time, Caitriona was dressed, and she had hidden the bow and shirt that Ailean had left behind in a bush. However, her brother grabbed her roughly by the arm when he returned, his grip like a vise.

“What did I just see?” he demanded. Caitriona didn't reply at first, but his grip tightened on her wrist. She bit her lip, and he lost patience with her, slapping her across her cheek without letting go.

Caitriona had never been hit by her brother before, or at least not outside of training. She stared at him, holding the spot where he had hit her for a moment. She wasn't in pain so much as she was shocked.

“That better not have been that MacNeil boy I just saw you with,” Fergus hissed.

“Or what?” Caitriona replied with a glare.

“You don't want to know what,” he growled, and he roughly dragged his sister back to their hamlet, where their parents were waiting, worried sick. They certainly wouldn't be happy with the tidings Fergus was bringing, but he wouldn't fudge the truth one ounce for his sister. Her rambling as she pleased wherever the wind took her just simply had to stop, and she certainly wouldn't be allowed out of the house after this. Finally she wouldn't embarrass the family anymore. At least not more than she already had, anyways.

Chapter Three

The mood was tense in the Galloway house. Donnan had returned to his pacing, and he held in his hands an old stitched-up cushion, which he was slowly squeezing the life out. He hadn’t been able to sit still ever since he found out Caitriona had jumped ship and disappeared. This was unacceptable! He had always prided himself on his children, but Caitriona was getting out of hand lately. At this latest outburst, he was absolutely furious, but also dreadfully worried. He didn’t like his daughter being too far from home. She was too delicate for the outside world. There were horrific things out there: big, brutal animals and murderous men prowling around in the wilderness. Donnan didn’t think she would survive with all those threats around her. However, he certainly wasn’t anticipating what had actually happened to his once-darling daughter.

Caitriona was dragged into the house, kicking and screaming for her brother to let her go. She may have been strong for a girl, but she certainly couldn’t overpower the ox that was her brother.

“Let me go!” Caitriona squealed at the top of her lungs, but her words weren’t heeded as Fergus bashed open the front door and threw Caitriona into the house. Donnan wasn’t too sure how to react to such a bold entrance, but Glenna quickly went to her daughter’s aid, holding her hand and checking she was alright.

“Are you hurt, lass?” Glenna asked, but she didn’t have time to receive her answer as Donnan butted in.

“What’s the meaning of this, lad?” Donnan demanded, taking a few steps forward and clutching the cushion tightly, forcing some of the seams to burst.

“This slag has disgraced the family name. She doesn’t deserve to be treated well in this house,” Fergus answered, closing the door and standing by it to guard it, so the she-devil didn’t try and escape. He was disgusted with his sister, and he didn’t think she even deserved to be in the family after the way she had behaved. He told the whole story of what he had seen by the river without hesitation to his parents, too disgusted with what his sister had done to even take relish in the fact he was getting her in trouble, like any sibling usually would do.

The news itself came as a right shock to their parents. Glenna didn’t know what to say, or what to do at first. If it weren't for Caitriona’s demeanor she would almost doubt the validity of what Fergus was saying, but it was clear enough to her that her son was telling the truth, even if it was a truth she didn't want to hear. Still, she thought there must be an explanation somehow. She looked to her daughter for answers, but Caitriona’s lips were sealed shut.

“What does he mean, lass? What have you done?” Donnan demanded once more, looking down at his daughter and expecting some sort of response. Still, she didn't give in. Caitriona was dead silent, keeping her gaze low to the ground as she scanned her surroundings, hoping to find some way out, some way to escape. No such opening presented itself.

“I have asked you a question. I expect you to answer me!” Donnan snapped, advancing towards his daughter, but still she did not respond. This was not looking good for her right now. Donnan gritted his teeth and grabbed Caitriona, pulling her over to him to finally look him in the eye as they had their little conversation.

“What have you done?” Donnan shrieked, but Caitriona only struggled from her father’s hold, though her fight was as ineffectual here as it had been against her brother, or possibly more so.

“She’s just gone off and ditched her dress with the MacNail boy, tits out and all,” Fergus replied, keeping the exit secure, though it was unnecessary with Donnan’s firm hold on Caitriona. The girl wasn’t going to be going anywhere for a long time, so long as he could help it anyway.

“Fergus!” Glenna said, glaring at her son for talking about Caitriona like that, but Donnan wasn't going to let his wife defend their daughter. Not after what she did.

“If she's going to act like a whore, then there is no reason we should give her the respect she used to have,” Donnan said, his voice booming, silencing Glenna and Fergus as well. Now that everyone was quiet, Donnan took Caitriona to her room and threw her on her bed.

Caitriona couldn't help but start to cry. Maybe her mother and father were people she didn't always see eye to eye with, but she still loved them. To be treated like garbage by people whom she cared deeply about was just heartbreaking, and so she couldn't contain her tears.