The Billionaire's Pregnant Mistress

At the Lakefront

Amelia

I must have lost my mind letting this stranger take my hand and lead me towards the door of the club. My heart was thrumming hard against my chest as the effects of the alcohol was clouding my best judgment.

But here I was, letting it happen. Ez was on the phone, but I barely heard what he was saying.

“Amelia,” Ernesto calls out over the music.

I stop Ez and turn to my best friend. “You guys don’t have to wait up for me,” I mutter.

Ernesto looks Ez up and down, “Do I know you?” He asks.

Ez shrugs while still on the phone, “Just find a place, Wills,” He shouts.

“You are leaving with this guy?” Ernesto huffs.

I nod.

“You don’t know him,” Ernesto tries to grab my hand.

“I’ll be fine,” I slur.

“Amelia,” Ernesto grumbles and tries to pull me away from Ez again.

Ez turns to him, “She’ll be fine,” he says and hands a business card to Ernesto. “Come on,” Ez grins, and I nearly melt again.

“Bye, Ernesto. Tell Kylie that I will see her in the morning,” I say as Ez pulls me along.

Ernesto stands with his hands on his hips, glaring at me.

Ez leads me outside, where a blue car is waiting for us. A woman with black hair in a red dress is leaning against it.

“She’s cute,” The woman says as she looks me up and down. She hands Ez the keys, “Room 304 at the Lakefront down the street.”

“Thanks, Wills,” Ez kisses her cheek and opens the passenger door. “Get in,” he says to me.

I slide into the car and relish its soft leather seats and overall look. The newest car I have been in is my mother’s Buick, and it’s ten years old.

Ez gets into the driver’s seat and punches the accelerator.

“Was that your sister?” I wonder.

He shrugs, “You could say that.”

I nod and look out the window as we go down the street and stop in front of a new lakefront building. A valet opens the door for me, and I slide out. I wait for Ez as he leads me inside. He takes a moment to check in, and we head up in the elevator. I hear my phone ringing but ignore it. I know it, Kylie. She will be angry, and I don’t want to listen to her lecture right now.

The elevator stops, and Ez looks at the card before leading me down the hall. We step into a basic room with a king-sized bed. It has large windows overlooking the water, and I am mesmerized by it for a moment.

Ez grasps my shoulders and kisses my neck. I gasp at first, then lean into him as his hands begin to explore my body. “You are so beautiful, Amelia,” He breathes into my ear. “Out of all the women at the club, you were the only one that caught my eye.”

“You definitely stood out to me,” I respond.

He smirks and spins me around so I am facing him. A hand clasps my neck as he presses me against the cold windows. His lips touch mine, and I melt into him.

I let out a moan, and he chuckles.

“That’s just going to make me want you more,” He breathes.

“I want you,” I mutter, and he chuckles again.

“Are you sure?” He asks.

I nod, and he pulls me towards the bed. Ez pulls my top over my head and takes a moment to admire my breasts. I let him cup them before he slips his hand around my back and unhooking my bra.

“Damn,” He practically licks his lips while admiring my chest.

I never thought my breasts were much to look at, but Ez can’t take his eyes off them. I slide my hands down his chest to the top of his pants. I slip my hands under his shirt and help him take it off. I gasp at the sight of his well-defined muscular chest and a few tattoos.

He chuckles and pushes me down onto the bed before unzipping his pants. My eyes bulge at the tent forming in his boxers as he slides his jeans down.

I am not a virgin, but I don’t think I have had one that big before. I lightly graze my hand over the silken boxers, and he makes a purring moan sound.

“Damn, girl,” He runs his hand through my hair and pulls me to my feet.

Our lips and tongues dance for a few minutes while our hands explore one another. I let out a little yelp when his hands touch my n*****s. He leans down to suck and massage. I roll my head back and let out several moans. Ez pushes me onto the bed again, and I slide back to the headboard with him between my legs. Ez leans down, and we kiss some more while I slide my hands up and down his growing bulge.

He deftly slides his up my skirt and into my panties. I yelp when he touches my clit. “Mmm, a wet little p***y,” Ez muses. “I like that.”

I only moan in response as he circles his finger on my clit. I run my hand through his sandy blonde hair and close my eyes. “Oh god,” I cry out as he starts using his tongue. My whole body tingles. “Don’t stop.”

“I don’t plan on it,” Ez laughs.

I moan as he continues to lick and suck my clit. My body tightens up, and then I scream as I orgasm.

“You taste sweet,” Ez mentions as he kisses his way up my body. He rubs his large hard c**k against me before sliding his boxers off and revealing the beast. He sits up on his knees. “Are you sure you want this?”

I nod, “Yes,” I breathe out.

He smiles, gets between my legs, and positions the head at my entrance. “Okay,” He grins before thrusting hard into me. “Oh, you are tight.”

I let out a moan as it hurts just a little. I am not used to one this size as he begins to rock back and forth gently. I wrap my legs around his hips and grab his tight butt cheeks. “Oh god,” I cry as he moves faster and harder into me. I am screaming like a banshee and almost feel sorry for any neighbors having to listen.

Ez pulls out and urges me to flip onto my belly. He then picks me up so I am on all fours before thrusting into me again. I hug a pillow and cry out as he slams hard into me repeatedly. “Oh god,” He cries out.

My vision blurs from the sensations this man is giving me. I have never felt like this before with someone. I feel my body tighten again as it prepares to orgasm.

“c*m for me,” He breathes out.

I scream as my juice flows out over his hard c**k. He slams hard into me a few more times before releasing his semen into me. We collapse to the bed with him on top of me. My heart races as I pant from the effort. He slides off me a moment later, and I roll onto my back. One of his hands traces my breast.

“You were magnificent, darling,” he says.

I nod as I pant, “You were too.”

After catching our breath, we go a few more rounds, nearly breaking the bed. At last, we fall to the bed, and he pulls me into his arms.

“Goodnight, Amelia,” He kisses my ear, and we lay there enjoying each other’s bodies before falling asleep.

The next morning, I am awoken by my phone ringing. I roll over and realize that Ez isn’t in bed. I sit up and realize that he isn’t even in the room. Feeling like a cheap w***e I take a deep breath and slink out of bed to find my phone. I find my phone and see that it's my mother calling. "s**t," I grumble.