Love Regardless: A Billionaire BWWM Pregnancy Romance by BWWM Club, Esther Banks

Elliot bent down and held onto both of my
breasts squeezing strongly.
    His pushes were powerful, so powerful I whined in pleasure as he
plunged himself deeper still – again and again – until I
bit the pillow in front of me to cope.
    “ Come on, Clara!” He hissed. As though
his hiss was a timer, I felt myself expand and explode around him.
His grunting and heaving told me that he too was close.
    With one final plunge he filled me, warming me instantly.
    He collapsed on top of me, breaths raspy.
    After half a minute he pulled out. I heard him remove the condom, but
did not turn around – I couldn’t. I was trapped in his
spell, irrevocably mesmerized.
    Elliot flopped down on the bed beside me and I inched over to give
him room.
    The silence remained unbroken as we looked at each other before
Elliot rolled over towards me and fell asleep, one arm outstretched
protectively over my back.

Chapter 4
    The morning dawned too quickly for my liking – I was not ready
to wake up from the spell Elliot had cast last night. I did not want
him to become my client again, and I his lawyer.
    The light entered through a skylight overhead, announcing the dismal
drizzle, but the clear opal blue sky. The first thing I noticed was
the pain in my lower region and the second was that one of the
blue-gray sheets had been pulled up further on my body.
    Peeking through my long lashes, I saw that the bed beside me was
empty with the blankets cast backwards and sheets ruffled. Instantly
shame-faced, I sat up, dragged the sheet with me to cover up.
    Looking around I saw our clothes strewn over the carpet. I felt
instantly dirty. Snatching up my bag, I pulled out my phone and
penned a quick text to my secretary telling her that I would be in a
little later than usual.
    Then, the door open, and Elliot walked in dressed only in a pair of
sweats.
    “ Hello there.” He said smiling, his
dimples were pronounced as he grinned at me.
    I smiled, still blushing. Even in just sweats with unkempt hair
Elliot looked delectable.
    “ Would you like breakfast?” He asked
and I immediately shook my head. If I ate I felt I would get sick –
the nerves of Elliot’s presence hadn’t worn off after
sex, so it seemed. Though as always I thought he looked particularly
calm.
    “ A bath?” He asked, smirking as if
knowing of my sensitive stomach. A bath, with Elliot seemed like a
dreamlike situation that I could never have hoped for.
    “ Please.” I whispered standing,
registering the pain in my lower abdomen and sighing. It was worth
it. I tried my best not to let my wincing show.
    Elliot strode over to his closet and quickly threw me a dressing
gown, steeped in his sandalwood scent. Casting him a grateful smile,
I donned it swiftly and followed him to his attached bathroom.
    The claw-foot tub complete with Jacuzzi settings at the end of the
room caught my eye. Elliot was already leaning over it, the hot tap
sending steam and obscuring my vision of him. Without looking around,
he carefully added a dollop of bath cream and bubble bath. A smell of
lavender found me at the door.
    Elliot turned off the running water, and looked to me.
    “ It’s ready.” He didn’t
leave and something about his face told me he wouldn’t.
    For a moment, neither of us moved, until Elliot took his lengthy
strides to reach me by the door. Leaning around me, he pulled the
bathroom door closed. Taking my hand, he pulled me towards the bath.
    I urged myself to move, but no matter what I said to myself I didn’t
move to stop Elliot as he carefully untied the bathrobe and slid it
from my shoulders. All kinds of doubts followed me now in a way that
didn’t last night.
    “ I’m your lawyer.” I said, eyes
trained on the floor as I stood their bare before him.
    “ And my girlfriend, I hope.” He said
laughing at me as my mouth popped open in surprise. I liked the way
that sounds. I frowned, irked, but Elliot continued before I had time
to complain. “And you’re not just my