Todos los capítulos de Secret Baby For The Cold-Hearted Billonaire: Capítulo 81 - Capítulo 90

RONNELL POVBlair trembles against me. The noises that leave her mouth are ones that I could listen to on repeat for the rest of my life and never for once get sick of. I suck her clit into my mouth, then push her legs back until they are close to touching her own head.God, she looked like a goddess in such a position. Open up completely for me, spread widely and that's every man's dream. My dick was aching inside my pants, and I knew that I was going to end up releasing him at some point, but this was about Blair right now, not me.I'm apologizing to her.What better way to apologize than letting her come all over my tongue with so much satisfaction? Women always want to feel important, and that's exactly what I will do because I won't let her take care of me. She will try, I'm sure, but I'm not going to let that happen. Not after what she had said to me.The words she spewed at me before we rushed into the house are running on repeat through my head. She confessed her feelings for

BLAIR POVWe had a rough night. Nathan had been up and down, cranky as hell due to the pains from his tooth, and I had barely slept for more than an hour straight. By six-fifty, we were up and dressed, Nathan in his car seat, ready to go.It was too early for this, but I couldn't make myself wait another second to go see Ronnell and find out where his head was. He and I had done a lot. Said even more. But on this topic, our communication had really failed. We were both coming from places of hurt and insecurity. I could be the brave one, though. I could put myself out there and tell him what I really wanted. If he didn't want the same, at least I would know. I could then figure out what my next step was, but I just couldn't skip this one. This step was the most important. “Okay, my love. Let's go see daddy.”I put the car seat down to sling my diaper bag over my shoulder and open the door. It was a good thing too. Otherwise, I would have dropped him. But Ronnell was here.Standin

RONNELL POV I didn't want to miss more of this so I wrapped my arms around her middle as my shoulders shook, I clung to her with a franticness that didn't make sense but felt real nonetheless. “Fuck, Ronnell,” she whispered. “You don't need to feel bad because everything is okay. We understand each other now.” Lowering herself to the bench, her knees on the outside of my hips, she held my face in her hands gently. I should have been mortified by the tears I had let loose, but she pressed her lips to each one, never asking where they had come from or why they were even there. She kissed them away. Just like that.My Blair. My princess.Her fingers stroked through my wet hair, and her lips slid along my cheeks, soothing me, caring for me in the way only she could.“I love you, Ronnell.” She murmured. “I have cared for you for a long time, even when you drove me mad, but I think it started to turn into love when I walked into my bedroom after you let me sleep all night and there you

BLAIR POVThe day of reckoning finally arrived. Smith was due in town, and we had to confront him with the truth: Ronnell, not him, was Nathan's father. We'd exchanged a few text messages over the past week, but each day had brought a growing unease. Something about this whole situation felt... off.Perhaps, I was nervous because I had left him believing that he was the father of Nathan. Ronnell came into the room carrying Nathan. He had learned to blow raspberries recently and hadn't honestly stopped showing off his new skill. Anyone who came within arms reach of him instantly became drenched in his saliva, but nothing dettered Ronnell. When he saw his new trick, he proclaimed him a super genius and didn't even blink when he drenched his shoulder with his drool. “He hasn't replied yet?” Ronnell questioned patting Nathan softly on the back. “No.” I held up my phone. “I guess he is busy saving the world to reply but he's a notoriously bad texter, so…”I hadn't heard from Smith for a

BLAIR POVI walked back into the kitchen to find Daniel holding the monitor, and the others were gathered around, intently watching the live feed from the nursery.“Are you spying on my baby?” I teased. “Yes,” Daniel responded unabashedly. “This is cool as hell. You can just watch your kid whenever you want to?”“Of course, I can. I’m not as neurotic about watching him as I used to be, though.”Mia laughed. “Let me guess, Ronnell is?”I grinned. “Uhmmm, he finds it soothing having the monitor really close by.”William shook his head. “Yeah, I can see Ronnell as a total hover father.” When he realized what he had said, that he called Ronnell a father, he clamped his mouth shut. “Hey, it's fine,” I assured him. “He is absolutely a hover father, but I like it. It makes me feel not so crazy.” Daniel turned the sound up to listen in on Ronnell and Emmanuella talking. “Can I be aunt Emmanuella already?” “Yeah, that would be alright with me and Blair.” Emmanuella sighed. “I think you s