ROMANCE: BILLIONAIRE ROMANCE: Completely Obsessed (Bad boy Alpha Male Pregnancy Romance) (New Adult and College Contemporary Romance)

by Charlotte Sloan

  He looked around the bedroom, smiling at his handiwork. If this wasn’t enough to impress Emma, he didn’t know what would. Okay, maybe the whole set up was a little cliché with the candles and rose petals but surely she would appreciate all the effort he was putting into this. Nolan hoped she would.

  Now, looking around Nolan was finally convinced he hadn’t missed anything. He sighed in relief, going down stairs and sitting on the couch. He was exhausted and decided to close his eyes, only for a few minutes. He didn’t realize it was 7:59.

  ******

  Emma was exhausted. She had worked a double at the nursing home. She was a registered CNA and worked at the local nursing home. It was hard work, but at least it was rewarding to see her residents happy and well cared for.

  However, tonight she was happy when her shift was finally over. She was eager to go home and be with Nolan and Sophia for the night. She knew that they would be waiting for her at home, eager to see her, and she smiled at the thought.

  Emma got home around 8:15 and opened the front door, stepping inside. She instantly saw all the candles and gasped. She looked around and saw the living room decorated with blankets and pillows, a movie ready to be played, and a sleeping Nolan on the couch. She moved to the kitchen in a state of awe. She was blown away when she saw the table set up for a romantic candlelit dinner. She checked the oven and saw the spaghetti, her favorite meal. Emma smiled happily.

  She went into the living room before shaking Nolan awake. He woke up, disoriented and looked at her, confused. Emma? He sat up quickly before looking at the time. Crap it’s 8:30. He looked at her and frowned. “Emma… you’re home.” He said, looking at her, a little disappointed in himself. She grinned and nodded.

  “Were you expecting a mistress while I was gone or is all this for me?” Emma teased him playfully. Nolan blushed at the comment.

  “I’m so sorry I fell asleep. I had planned to surprise you and make this all romantic for you, but I ruined that idea. I’m sorry.” Nolan apologized as he got up, a disappointed look on his face. Emma chuckled and smiled at how cute he was.

  “Do you want me to go outside and pretend to come home again?” Nolan nodded awkwardly. It felt a little weird asking her to do it, but he wanted to make this night absolutely perfect. He wanted her to enjoy herself. So he watched as she left and smiled as he heard the door close behind her.

  Nolan looked at himself in the mirror before taking a quick look at his surroundings, making sure everything was in place. He fixed a pillow just for good measure. After that, everything seemed perfect and he smiled, praying that tonight would be a good night.

  Chapter 9

  Emma reentered the apartment with a smile on her face. “Honey, I’m home,” she said, teasingly. Nolan glared at her a bit before suddenly pulling her into his arms and kissing her passionately. He wrapped his arms around her tightly, kissing her with a red hot passion. He could feel all of his emotion escape into the kiss.

  Finally, Nolan pulled away, grinning at his beautiful girlfriend. With a smirk on his lips he said, “I planned something special for us tonight, I hope you like it, babe.” He said sweetly as he took off her jacket and hung it up for her. He then moved toward the table, where he pulled out a chair for her. He smiled as she sat down before pushing in her chair for her.

  Emma couldn’t help but smile at all the effort Nolan was going through for her. It made her feel really special and loved, something Nolan always did so easily. Emma, did, however, wonder what the occasion was since it wasn’t their anniversary or anything like that. But, hey, she wasn’t about to complain about a romantic night.

  She looked at the table and decided to pour herself a glass of wine as Nolan removed the spaghetti out of the oven and divided it into plates for them. As they ate, they sat across from each other, gazing into one another’s eyes, the table light making each person look significantly more beautiful, until they were falling deeper and deeper in love with each other. Emma couldn’t help but laugh as Nolan got tomato sauce on his shirt. Typical Nolan.

  After dinner, they migrated into the living room where Nolan turned on the movie. He then grabbed Emma in his arms and cuddled her tightly. He cocooned her, squeezing her tight as if he had no intention of ever letting her go. Emma smiled happily before laying on top of him. He held her tight against his chest, smiling as he kissed the top of her head.

  Emma was so cute. Even in her work uniform, she managed to look cute at all times. Even now, she was so freaking adorable. Nolan squeezed his arms around her, never wanting to let go. He loved her more than words could describe. In the end, he settled for rubbing her back soothingly as they watched the movie.

  The movie was a romantic comedy, so they ended up laughing and smiling the whole time. However, even as the movie ended there was something about Nolan that told Emma this was not the end of their night. There was still more to come if Emma was willing of course. Emma was excited.

  Ever since Sophia had been born, the couple struggled to make time for intimacy. It felt like there was never a right time to do it and when they did try something would always interrupt them at the worst possible time. Today, Nolan hoped would be different. With Sophia and other concerns out of the house, hopefully, tonight all would go well.

  Nolan suddenly grabbed a scarf that he had been hiding before slowly blindfolding Emma. “This is the last surprise for the night, okay baby?” Nolan grinned as he tied the scarf around her head.

  “Can you see?” He asked, checking the blindfold.

  Emma shook her head, giggling with excitement. She wondered what the surprise would be. What else could Nolan have planned for her, the night was already so amazing; Emma could scarcely picture anything else that would make it better. He had already made the night so special to her, what else could he include? Even though Emma was having a hard time coming up with an explanation, she was still eager to find out what he had planned. Knowing Nolan it would be something special and sweet.

  Nolan then took her hand and guided up her the stairs, slowly, making sure to keep her safe since she couldn’t see where she was going. He then eagerly led her down the hallway and into their bedroom. He opened the door and brought her inside. “Stay here, don’t move,” he told her as he left her standing in the middle of the room. Nolan walked over to the stereo and hit play. Sweet, romantic music started to play throughout the bedroom. Emma smiled big.

  With music filling the air, Nolan walked over to her and took off her blindfold. Emma gasped as she saw the room. Nolan, however, didn’t give her enough time to process the room, before he took her hands in his and started to dance around the room with her. Nolan had always been romantic, but never this romantic before. It felt amazing. Emma and Nolan floated around the room, giggling happily.

  At the end of the song, Emma frowned, thinking it was the end of their romantic night. However, to her surprise, there seemed to be more as Nolan picked her up and carried her to the bed. In one grand gesture, he tossed her onto it. She looked up at him as he crawled into bed with her, pulling her close. She smiled and kissed his cheek.

  Nolan, wanting to loosen them up, popped open the bottle of champagne. “To us baby!” He exclaimed as their glasses chimed together.

  “To us!” Emma responded in agreement, smiling as they sat there enjoying each other’s company as they sipped their champagne. Even though a lot of people looked down at their lifestyle, in the end they were happy and that’s all that mattered.

  When they were done with their drinks they smiled at each other. Nolan leaned toward her and kissed her lips, gently at first and then passionately. Emma returned the favor by kissing him hard.

  It had been so long. She wanted him like she had never wanted someone in her life before. She pulled him closer and whispered, “I want you.”

  Nolan couldn’t believe his ears. Had Emma really said that? Nolan didn’t expect her to be so blunt about it, but he wasn’t about to complain. He kissed her harder before pulling her closer
to his chest. His true intentions came out as clothes started to come off. Unlike the first time, they took their time undressing.

  Piece by piece, they caressed each other’s skin as they went. Their lips trailed each other’s intimate spots as articles of clothing left the body. After considerable foreplay in the form of undressing they were both finally naked. Emma looked at Nolan, blushing.

  Nolan looked at her naked body, awestruck by her beauty. He couldn’t wait to feel himself deep inside her. The mere thought causing his dick to throb.

  Nolan smiled at her before reaching into his nightstand drawer and pulling out a condom. He chuckled a bit, “As much as I love Sophia, one baby is enough for me right now.” Emma giggled, nodding.

  Once Nolan was sure he was fully protected from the threat of another baby, he moved so he was laying on top of Emma. He grinned down at her as he started to kiss and nip at her neck teasingly. He giggled as he heard her moan. He hadn’t heard them in so long, he had forgotten how sexy they were. Nolan grinned, pulling her closer.

  Nolan suddenly plunged deep inside of her. Once he was balls deep inside of her, he moved her onto his lap, making her ride his dick. She grinned at him, liking this new position as she wrapped her arms around his neck and started to kiss him. Nolan grabbed hold of her hips and started to bounce her tiny frame up and down on his dick. They started to moan, loving the sensations.

  They continued to go harder and harder until Nolan could feel Emma’s nails on his chest, digging into it, indicating she was getting close. Wanting to make her feel good he leaned in and whispered in her ear, “Cum for me…”

  His voice was low and sexy in her ear. Emma couldn’t handle it. She started to cum hard. Nolan could feel her excitement all over him and smirked. He started to thrust even harder into her and bounced her faster on him. He quickly exploded in pleasure before falling back, wrapping his arms around her.

  As they lay together, breathing hard, Nolan looked at his girlfriend and said, “I need to tell you something Em.” Emma tilted her head.

  “What is it?”

  “I’m going to stay with you and Sophia.” He paused. “I turned down professional football to stay with my family.

  THE END

  Country Club Affair

  Camden moved through the room like she had a hundred times before. It seemed like nothing had changed. The old world glamour of the stately looking décor, the women outfitted in lovely dresses, the smell of cigar smoke wafting in from the veranda, it was all like she left it. She loved this place and the memories it held. She used to come to this country club almost every weekend with her parents, but it seemed like the grandeur of this place shone even brighter now in her absence.

  It felt like ages since she had been here, though it had only been two years. So much had changed in that time, though. When she was last here it was with the naivety of youth on her side, the carefree attitude that only exists when you have no real burdens. When she was here last she didn’t realize she wouldn’t be back, didn’t realize she would be leaving behind so many regrets.

  The dining room was filling up, patrons filing in after having finished their round of golf. Camden made her way across the room to her parents table. The jovial smile slid from her father’s face as she approached the table and sat. He turned his attention from her, back to Mr. Weston. She could feel the cold radiating off of him from where she sat. He was still upset with her. Still disowned her I suppose. She wouldn’t have come tonight if she realized he still felt that way. Her mother had convinced her on the phone that he missed her; that he wanted her to come to the club tonight.

  Camden sighed. She should have guessed her father wouldn’t have bent so easily. When she left he told her he would never forgive her. He was a man of his word, too. From beside her, Camden’s mom leaned over and patted her hand.

  “Don’t look so fretful, dear. Aren’t you having a good time?” Her mother looked at her with kind eyes and Camden couldn’t help but smile at her. She loved her mother and had missed her. She couldn’t count the number of times she wished she could call her mother and ask her advice or opinion. Tonight was a gift. The first crack in the stone wall they had thrown in her face.

  Her family had been surprised when she told them she was pregnant, but they were supportive. When she wouldn’t tell them who the father was, though, they had shut her out. They couldn’t understand why she didn’t want his money, his ring, his future. At the very least his child support. She could have raised her baby with the same luxuries she had grown accustomed, if only she would be reasonable. And if she wasn’t going to use the fathers’ money to raise her child, she wasn’t going to be able to use theirs, either. But she had made her choice and she wasn’t going to back down.

  “I’m having a lovely time, mother. It feels good to be here again.”

  Her mother smiled and nodded her head. It was her mother who had called, who had convinced her father to reserve an extra spot at their table, who wanted to see her grandchild. Isla was already a year and a half old and had no one in the world but Camden. No matter how cold her father was being, she didn’t want to rob her mother of that opportunity. She didn’t want to rob Isla of that opportunity.

  “Good, I was hoping you would feel that way. You always loved this place. When you were little you would beg to come with us, and cry if ever you weren’t able. It seemed fitting to meet here, and I wanted us to meet on neutral territory. So we all felt comfortable.”

  “It doesn’t seem like dad is feeling very comfortable.”

  “Oh you know him. It takes a lot to make him change his mind. Just wait until after dinner, he’ll be in a better mood then.” She gave Camden’s hand another pat before turning back to the Westons.

  The Westons had been their regular dinner companions for as long as they had been coming to the country club. Camden’s father was an accountant and by anyone else’s standards he wouldn’t have met the criteria to join the club. The Westons, however, had been clients of his and good friends. They had sponsored his application and they had kept up their friendship all these years.

  Her father was always so proud of his status here. The club was a means of making better connections, better wages, a better life for his family. Camden supposed that’s why he was so mad when things ended up the way they had. He worked hard all his life to give Camden the opportunities she had available to her, only for her to ruin them. Then not salvage her reputation by trying to marry the man.

  As supper service began and she was once again faced with her father’s icy stare, Camden wasn’t so sure her mother had been right. It would take a lot more than a porterhouse steak and a good cigar to changer her father’s mind.

  *****

  Dinner had gone without incident. Of course Camden’s father didn’t even so much as glance in her direction, but that was to be expected. After the meal was finished, the men had excused themselves to the veranda for a cigar and a drink. Once the men were gone the ladies crowded their chairs together and started in on their usual gossip. Camden stayed and listened for a while, but then she too excused herself. The hallways and corners of this place held too many memories, and she didn’t know when she would be invited back.

  As though drawn, Camden made her way through the room, past the tall oak doors, and into the empty hallway beyond. The intricate tapestries and painting that hung in the hall reminded her of hours spent roaming these halls, exploring. Growing up in a middle class home for most of her life, this place represented a whole other world, one in which she was eager to be rapt.

  Ahead Camden could see the light filtering in from her favorite spot, a little nook tucked around the far side of the grand staircase. It was a private alcove, a small niche left over from a renovation that took out the old servants’ staircase to enlarge the kitchen facilities.

  The awkward space was just big enough for a small bookcase filled with old volumes, a worn leather club chair and a small window overlooking the gardens. When she was young
Camden would sit back there and pretend she lived in this grand place, the alcove transforming into her very own room in the house. As she got older she found the privacy of the spot good for many other things.

  Rounding the far end of the broad stairs, Camden smiled at the sight of it. It looked exactly the same as the last time she saw it. She placed her hands on the window ledge and peered out. She closed her eyes and inhaled the rich scent of leather and wood polish, the faint smell of roses filtering in beyond the glass.

  She tilted her head at the vaguely familiar scent of pine and spice that began to settle around her, just second before she felt strong arms envelop her from behind. A warm body pressed against her back, hands on either side of hers. Camden’s heart beat quickened, her body knowing exactly who pressed against her.

  “I wasn’t expecting to see you here tonight, Cam.” Vaughn whispered against her neck. “It’s been a while.”