Love Over Envy: BWWM Pregnancy Romance Novel

by Jamila Jasper

  Victoria couldn’t help but glare at her. June was so involved in giving her daughter “sage wisdom” that she didn’t even seem to care about her daughter’s rudeness.

  June continued, “Now is the perfect time to network with people who have a similar class to yours. How about you join the party? We worked far too hard for you to debase yourself.”

  “You worked hard so I could be stuck up,” Victoria countered. Shit. She knew she could get into major trouble for talking back to her mother. The fact that she was twenty-five meant nothing to either of her parents. To them, she was still their little girl.

  June glowered.

  “Don’t be so déclassé, Victoria. It’s not being stuck up. Do you think any of these white people out there would hesitate for a second to say the same thing about you if you were some poor working class maid? Your father and I raised you to be smarter than this. You need to play the game, Vicki. That’s how we raised you. So play it,” her mother said.

  The last sentence sounded like a threat. Victoria understood what this meant: she had lost this battle. She would have to at least verbally submit to her mother or face an even longer lecture.

  “Yes, Mother. I understand,” Victoria replied.

  As June walked away, Victoria felt nothing but resentment. How could her parents be so classist? They had grown up in poverty so you would think they could empathize, but they couldn’t. They were so desperate for their daughter to be insulated from poverty and racism that they had become similar to the very people they despised. Craig wasn’t like those wealthy assholes at the garden party. He was different.

  Chapter 5

  The rest of the garden party had passed uneventfully. Victoria had decided to put her feud with her mother to rest for the sake of a thousand dollar shopping trip that weekend. Victoria knew she should stick to her guns better, but she couldn’t resist the new Gucci purse she had seen on sale. She felt a little weak, but she realized there wasn’t very much to do about it. At least as far as her parents were concerned. if she was quiet and not getting any trouble, they would let her do whatever she wanted.

  Victoria realized that at twenty-five, she should be aspiring to more. She shouldn’t be seeking mommy and daddy’s approval for every little thing. Her conversation with her mother at the garden party had stuck with her. A full two weeks later and Victoria hadn’t really seen Craig very much. She had seen him working in the garden, but he hadn’t approached her or done a damned thing. Perhaps this was really just a casual one or two time thing.

  The idea hurt Victoria just a little bit. She was starting to actually like him. He probably just saw her as a stuck up rich brat. Who could blame him? Her mother certainly didn’t help with that impression. Victoria was determined to put Craig out of her mind and perhaps find someone else to date. But would she really click with someone else? Victoria had gone a long time without having a boyfriend. In fact, she had been single for most of her adult life. That was only one part of the reason she was a virgin. Victoria hoped that she would meet someone soon…Her loneliness was getting worse as well as her drive to be free from under her parents’ controlling thumb.

  While Victoria was lamenting the fact that Craig hadn’t spoken to her, Craig was trying to work up the courage to do something bold of his own. He desperately wanted to take Victoria out on a date. For the past two weeks, he had been debating how exactly he would do such a thing. He wanted her badly. Ever since the last time she had spoken of her overall ennui, Craig felt drawn to her.

  He could see she had a lot of potential and he wanted to help her realize it. Not only that, but she was fun to be around. Craig wanted to get to know her better in a more official capacity. What stopped him from asking Victoria out on a date was the fact that he was desperately worried that she would say no. She already knew that he was poor, she knew that he was white, and those two points probably stuck out her as major drawbacks. Craig couldn’t blame her, but he still wished things were different.

  When Friday afternoon came around and Craig was busy in the Brookers’ garden clipping hydrangeas for a bouquet, he decided to take a chance. He was a bold guy who wasn’t afraid to ask a woman out on a date. At least that was who he saw himself to be. Why on earth was asking out a girl six years his junior terrifying him so much? There was nothing inherently intimidating about asking Victoria on a date. So what if she was rich? As long as he could hold his own and take the lead, it didn’t matter how much money either of them had. Craig knew he brought a lot to the table even if he didn’t bring a sizable bank account or a trust fund.

  Craig finished work as quickly as possible. He knew that he should ask Victoria before her parents came home. He wanted to do it in a special way, too. He didn’t want to give the impression that he wasn’t serious about asking her, or that he was just using her in hopes of getting another blowjob. It was more than that. Craig needed to approach her as if he was certain she dated both white men and poor ones. Confidence was key here. With women, Craig knew that it was the most important thing. It didn’t matter if a woman had never considered you before. If you approached her with a confident swagger and a certain degree of politeness, your chances of getting her attention increased exponentially. It was a risk. After he was done with the hydrangeas and the azaleas, Craig clipped three red roses from the Brooker’s garden. He delicately clipped off all the thorns so that Victoria could enjoy the roses without fear of being pricked.

  Craig washed his hands and wiped the sweat off his face. He changed his grimy work shirt, replacing it with a plain white one. The plain white shirt highlighted his rippling abdominal muscles and his giant biceps. With the roses in hand, Craig proceeded to maneuver his way into the Brooker mansion so that he could find Victoria and ask her on a date.

  As he weaved through the hallways, it didn’t take Craig very long to figure out which bedroom was Victoria’s. The mansion was crawling with staff members and it only took one question to figure out where she resided. Craig found the hot pink door to Victoria’s bedroom and stood outside nervously. This seemed more like a child’s bedroom door than a grown woman’s. What if he was all wrong about her? Craig was starting to work up a sweat yet again. Was he really that nervous? In an act of courage, Craig knocked on the door. He knocked heavily and with purpose. Victoria didn’t recognize the knock so she hesitantly answered, “Come in?” It sounded more like a question than an invitation.

  Craig opened the door to the bedroom. Victoria was surprised and thrilled to see him. She tried to hide her joy so as to avoid coming off as desperate, but she was thrilled. Craig saw a hint of a smile cross her face and it gave him the confidence to continue.

  “Good afternoon, Victoria,” Craig started. He pushed his hair out of his face. Victoria couldn’t help but notice his strong, angular jaw and his masculine scent.

  That just made her even more frustrated. She thought there was something going on between them, but then he was radio silent. Victoria couldn’t believe he was coming up here to talk to her as if he hadn’t completely ignored her for two weeks. She couldn’t just let that slide so casually.

  “You’ve been ignoring me for two weeks, Craig. Don’t ‘good afternoon’ me,” she said. She was sitting on her bed in a pair of yoga pants and a sports bra, glaring at him. Her dark skin was glowing from the skin treatment she’d undergone the day before.

  “I’m sorry, Victoria,” Craig replied. Victoria was already over it. She was just happy to see him and she didn’t want to nag him and scare him away. Then Victoria noticed that he was carrying three red roses in his hand.

  Victoria asked, “Who are these for? Girlfriend?” Her tone told Craig that she was hoping that they were for a girlfriend.

  Craig brushed his hair back and answered, “Not really…I brought the roses for you. I was wondering if you would go out on a date with me.”

  Now Victoria was really surprised. She couldn’t believe that Craig had done something so nice for her. She had acted up with an attitude, bu
t it turned out that he was probably just thinking over how he would ask her out on a date. Victoria wanted nothing more than to say yes. She had been desperately hoping that Craig would make some kind of move, and now that he actually had, she was ecstatic.

  “Hm… I’ll have to think about that,” Victoria said, playing hard to get.

  Craig replied, “Take as long as you want. I would’ve thought you waited long enough. I’m serious, Victoria. I want to get to know you and I think this is a lot better than the way we have gotten to know each other in the past. You seem like a really cool girl and I don’t want to miss out.”

  Miss out? On what? Victoria was flattered that Craig saw so much potential in her. Before he had even started his speech Victoria had determined to go out with him. But afterwards, she strengthened her resolve. Who cared if her parents didn’t want her to consort with him? For once in her life, she was going to take a stand and do whatever the hell she wanted. What exactly were they going to do about it? Kick her out?

  “Sure, I’ll go out with you,” Victoria replied. She looked up at Craig and saw his face twist into a spectacular smile. His bright white grin made his smile infectious. Any lingering upsetness with Craig vanished. Both Craig and Victoria were pleased that this was really going to happen. Victoria grab the flowers out of his hand and lined them up side-by-side on her dresser. She planned to have Maritza get a vase for them later.

  Craig was just standing there smiling like an idiot. He hadn’t really planned what he would say after Victoria said yes. In fact, he had sort of expected her to turn him down and was thrilled when she hadn’t.

  Victoria filled in the gaps of silence for him.

  “I’ll have you know Craig, I’m not the type of girl who has sex on a first date,” Victoria said. She smirked at him with that impish grin he was getting used to.

  “So what do you think about sex before the first date?” Craig asked. Craig surprised himself with how smooth the question was. Victoria wasn’t surprised, but she was turned on. He always seemed to have the kind of answer that made a girl swoon.

  “I don’t know. I’ll keep an open mind,” Victoria said. By the time she finished her sentence, Craig was only a few feet away from her. He was standing over her bed, but he looked more sexy than menacing.

  “I think you should close the door,” Victoria continued. That was all he needed to hear. He moved away from her bed and shut the door, ensuring that he locked it. Then he focused his attention again to where Victoria was lying on the bed. She was already half naked. Her stomach was exposed and heaving up and down with each of her breasts. As her chest moved, so did her ample bosom. Everything about her was so sensual. Her body was perfect and her skin was the smoothest skin he’d ever laid hands on. Craig couldn’t help but want a taste. Sure, she had set a good precedent by being amazing at giving head, but Craig wanted her for more than that.

  With Victoria, he didn’t care much about her sexual ability. He wasn’t here just for a hook up. Craig wanted was to get closer to her and know everything about her. He had been anticipating this moment from the first time she dropped to her knees before him. Craig couldn’t believe this, but this upper-class princess wasn’t just a superficial party girl. He could just tell. Even if her depth was so well hidden under layers and layers of superficiality. Craig had a feeling that he could figure out who the real Victoria was and when he did he would care for her dearly.

  Craig moved over to the bed and kissed Victoria on the lips. She closed her eyes and felt her body melting away. This was too good to be true. She had waited for two weeks to speak with him again, desperately hoping that he would just say something to her and here he was kissing her ever so passionately. No one had ever taken such a great interest in Victoria before. Normally, she chased men who had no interest in her to the ends of the earth. But here she was being pursued by a man for a change. She spread her legs wide and Craig climbed on top of her to resume their passionate make out session. His hands wandered all over her body. He cupped her bosom using his fingers to pinch her nipples gently. Under the force of his fingers, Victoria thrust her hips upward. That was enough for Craig. He wanted to take it slow, but his desire was too urgent. He reached his hand down and undid his belt buckle, pulling down his underwear and pants just enough so that his hard cock was exposed.

  Beneath him, Victoria wriggled her way out of her yoga pants as much as possible. They only came down far enough so that her large ass cheeks were exposed. Victoria had the athletic body of a video vixen with the curves of a high-end lingerie model. If either of them were feeling more responsible and less horny, they would’ve stopped to grab protection, but neither of them did it. Victoria was wet and ready for penetration. He didn’t want to wait another moment to have her. He could tell that she was ready for this and there was not a single reason to hold back.

  Craig shoved his cock into her all at once and with that Victoria’s virginity was gone. Victoria cried out as Craig’s cock pushed deep inside of her. She was filled to the brim. At first it felt painful, but soon it felt oh so good. Her skin was soft to the touch. Craig pushed her braids out of her face and gave her a long kiss before he started to thrust inside of her.

  When he began thrusting, Victoria cried out in pleasure again and again. Within a few moments she was coming for the first time. She moaned and dug her nails into Craig’s back. She gripped his rippling shoulder muscles as they tensed and flexed. Craig continued to grip her hard. A part of him couldn’t believe this was happening, and a part of him didn’t care what he could believe. This is happening. He was making love to his employers’ daughter right under their roof. Even that little taboo made sleeping with Victoria that much sexier. He continued to ram into her pussy as she cried out again and again. It didn’t take much for Victoria to come again. Her orgasm felt like a slow burn that built up and then set every inch of her body ablaze. What was it about her gardener? Craig was so damn sexy, but he was so wrong for her in so many ways. She just couldn’t resist letting him in.

  Craig was enjoying the twisted look of pleasure upon Victoria’s face. As she moaned and cried out, her facial muscles were contorted in pure ecstasy. There was not a chance that she was faking it; he could tell that this was the best sexual experience she had to date. He didn’t know how much longer he could hold out. He needed to release urgently. Craig didn’t think for a second about where exactly he would come. As he approached climax, he slowed down his stroke. As he pressed his cock into Victoria slowly and sensually, her moans became more like gasps. Before long, Craig granted and released his load of sperm deep inside Victoria’s pussy. He slowly removed the pulsing organ, letting the last few drops of cum drip onto the outside of her pussy lips. Damn. She looked so hot.

  Craig rolled over next to Victoria on the bed. He didn’t want to be the kind of guy to sleep with a woman and then dash away in the middle of the night. Victoria rolled over with a big smile on her face. She was beyond satisfied, and not just because she’d had the best orgasms of her life.

  “Craig, I have something to confess. You just took my virginity,” Victoria said. Craig couldn’t believe it. It had never crossed his mind that Victoria hadn’t slept with anyone before. After all, she had given him quite the impression that she was a party girl. And she had sucked his cock within a few minutes of knowing him. Doesn’t really seem like the kind of behavior the Virgin would present with.

  “Really?” Craig asked.

  “Mhmm,” Victoria mumbled. A part of her couldn’t really believe it either. This wasn’t how she had pictured “losing it”. She was the last one of her friends by a mile. Somehow, this still felt perfect. Craig was talented and he was incredibly hot. She held still for a moment. Craig inhaled the smell of her hair. It was some fruity shampoo. Delicious. Victoria kissed him on the cheek and then nuzzled in his arms.

  “Don’t take this the wrong way, but I find that hard to believe,” Craig replied.

  For once, Victoria didn’t respond with her usual
ly sassy attitude. It wasn’t much of an insult. After all, she was twenty five and she had given him a blowjob upon first meeting him. Passionate relationships begin passionately, I guess. Instead, Victoria opened up to him. Victoria told Craig about her rough past.

  Going to school with mostly white people, she had the worst of luck when it came to finding dates. Most of her crushes were racist and told her that she wasn’t pretty enough. Someone told her she was too dark. Someone tell her that her hair was too black. Victoria had spent most of her life truly believing that she was ugly. Not only did her peers do a number on her self-esteem, but her parents nitpicking about her body only exacerbated that effect.

  Craig was surprised. Yet again, he had unlocked another layer of depth to Victoria. He thought she was beautiful. It had never occurred to him that so many people would be trying to tear down. After she finished confessing her painful past him, he pulled her close and kissed her on the forehead, whispering into her ear, “You’re beautiful. You are beautiful.”