Making Babies With Mr White (BWWM Interracial Romance) (3 page)

“What changed your mind about being a shareholder?” Mitchell asked smiling.

“Well, now I am married to the boss and not just fucking him,” she stated.

“Ouch,” Mitchell said.

“Now that I am not just fucking the boss, I guess being a shareholder is acceptable,” she said, totally ignoring his earlier comment.

“But you know you’re irreplaceable, right?” he asked. She looked at him and nodded. “Who is going to take your place?” he asked. She took a long deep breath and looked into his eyes.

“Stacy Reynolds,” she said without batting an eyelid. Mitchell’s eyes grew wide.

“Stacy? Your assistant, Stacy or another Stacy that I am yet to know?” Mitchell asked.

“Yeah, my assistant, Stacy,” Natasha repeated. He looked a bit surprised. “Mitch, Stacy has three degrees. Public relations, advertising and finance. She is more than capable of taking over, plus, I have absolute faith in her abilities,” she added. Mitchell leaned back on the couch.

“Three degrees? How did I not know that?” he asked as Natasha opened the pizza box.

“Chicken, bacon, barbecue! My favorite,” she said excitedly as she helped herself to one large slice.

‘Why did she keep this a secret?” he asked as Natasha chewed enthusiastically on her slice.

“Because certain people only see her as an assistant,” Natasha said cynically. Mitchell smiled at her and helped himself to another slice.

“Again, ouch,” he said before taking a bite of his pizza.

“Extra cheese…mmm,” Natasha said again, ignoring his words. “But like you said, it’s not like I am quitting tomorrow. I’ll ease her into the news. I’m sure she will be more than happy to take the position,” she said as she took the last bite of her slice. He looked at her and smiled.

“Maybe you do have a point,” he said looking at her.

“Correction, I just made
the
point,” she said as she reached for another slice. He reached over and took the pizza from her hands. “Hey, I haven’t eaten all day save for the wine and cheese I had this afternoon. Give it back!” she said sternly. He shook his head.

“I need you to be at your best because I think we need to begin working on the baby right now,” he said in a low voice, almost a whisper. She put a hand on his chest and gently pushed him away.

“Wait right here,” she said before walking towards the bedroom. Mitchell looked at her and shook his head.

“Should I follow you?” he called after her.

“No! I’ll be right back,” she called back. He leaned against the backrest and closed his eyes. A smile played on his face as he thought of how happy they would be with two or three kids around the house. The smile soon turned to be a frown as he pictured all three beautiful kids screaming around the house and Natasha exhausted. Maybe he would have to change her mind about the nanny. There was no way she could manage being a full time caregiver to their children. He knew that she would once in a while dive into work to get away from the impending boredom. “I’m back,” he heard in a voice that made him open his eyes. He gasped when he saw Natasha standing at the fireplace dressed in just a silk nightie. He could see that she had a packet of pills in her hand.

“What do you have there?” he asked. She smiled and held one hand out.

“My pills,” she said. “My birth control pills.”  He looked at her as she tossed the packet in the fireplace. “Now we can get started on baby making,” she said with a smile. Mitchell smiled and slowly walked towards her. He took her hands in his and pulled her close for a kiss.

“Are you sure about this?” he asked when he pulled away. She nodded and kissed him again.

“I have never been so sure of anything in my life,” she said. He smiled and brought his hands to her shoulders. She let out a gentle sigh when he slipped the nightie off her shoulders. He stepped back and looked at her before walking around her body, like an artist looking at a fine piece of art. He slipped his hands under her armpits and gently grabbed her full breasts in his hands. She let out another sigh and closed her eyes, resting her head on his shoulder. He kissed her neck as he slowly kneaded her breasts, making her gentle sighs quickly turn to loud moans in no time. He released one hand and let it go down her stomach and then to her pussy where he gently caressed her smooth runway. She let out a moan when his fingers made their way down to her clit and softly brushed it. She felt a shiver go through her body as he began brushing his finger rapidly over her clit. She felt her legs getting weaker by the minute as her pussy got wet, drenching his fingers.

“Mitch…oh baby,” she moaned when he tested her wetness using one long finger. She could hear his breathing getting more labored as he moved his finger in and out of her swiftly. The soft kisses on her neck had turned to become rough and wanting. She could feel his cock pressed hard against her bare skin as he involuntarily thrust against her even though he was still fully clothed. She reached behind her and quickly unbuckled his belt before pulling his zipper down. Mitchell was actually kind of amused at how efficiently she got him out of the clothes without actually looking at what she was doing. She slipped her fingers inside the front of his boxers and slowly pushed them off. They proved to be a bit more challenging than the loose fitting pants but that was not what mattered. She gasped when she felt him push in another finger, spreading her out.

He withdrew his fingers and walked around her to look into her eyes. She smiled as she put her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply. He pulled away and got on the floor before gently tugging on her hand to join him. As soon as she was on the floor, he took her legs and raised them high to rest them on his shoulders. She knew exactly what she was in for. He slowly lowered himself to settle in between her thighs. She was already so wet, but he seemed to think that it was not enough. He suddenly put his mouth on her pussy and began taking each lip as if he was still kissing her mouth. She moaned and squirmed, especially when she felt his tongue deep inside her.

Soon, her moans had become loud gasps as Mitchell worked his tongue in and out of her, all the while keeping his hands on her breasts, feeling her hard nipples pressing against his palms. When he finally pulled out, Natasha did not want to give him any time to breathe. She lowered her legs and wrapped them around his waist before flipping around so that he could be under her. Mitchell looked up at her in surprise.

“My turn,” she said in a whisper. She lowered her head and began to slowly undo his buttons as she kissed his neck, in the same way that he had done her. He moaned as she ran her tongue along the contours of his neck. When she undid the last button, she trailed her kisses down his chest and finally to his navel but instead of running his kisses down to his crotch, she ran her lips back to his arms. He moaned softly when she began taking his fingers inside his mouth. She could still taste herself on his fingers. He was about to beg her to stop when he felt a warmth engulf his cock. He raised his head to see her head bobbing on his crotch as he sucked on him. She played her tongue on the head of his cock as she kept her mouth on his hardness, making him moan loudly.

“Oh God Tasha,” he said when he felt her cup his balls and gently squeeze them as she went on sucking on his cock. She was sucking so hard, he thought she was going to drain him right then and there. “Slow down baby,” he begged as she continued working her lips on him.

She suddenly pulled away from his cock and sat on him. He moaned when he felt his cock slip effortlessly into her wet pussy. She looked down at him and smiled as she began to slowly move herself up and down his cock. She moaned louder and louder as she bounced on and off his cock. He put his hands on her waist and began helping her on and off, dropping her hard onto his waiting girth. She put her hands on his shoulders and held on as he went into her hard, slamming against her each time.

He suddenly pulled his length out of her and turned her around. She held onto the table as he got behind her and mounted her once more. She always loved how it felt having him inside her from behind. He always seemed to get a little deeper from that position. She held onto the table as he rammed into her over and over again. She screamed out as she felt him grab her tits roughly. She moaned when he squeezed them gently and brought his lips down to kiss her shoulders.

“Mitch…slow down…you are going to make me cum,” she begged as he fucked her hard.

“I can’t…I’m too close…” he struggled to say as he thrust into her hard. She suddenly felt herself lose all feeling in her legs as an orgasm tore through her insides. She struggled to hold on to the table as his thrusts got more persistent, a sure sign of his own orgasm. He cried out loud when he felt himself pouring into her waiting pussy. “God…I love you so much,” he said panting.

“I love you too, baby,” she said as he slowly slipped out of her. They both collapsed on the floor and held on to each other.

“You are a great wife and you will make an even greater mother,” he said as he planted a kiss on her forehead. She smiled.

“I think with you by my side, there is no way I would suck at parenthood,” she said.

“Natasha Black, are you sucking up to me right now?” Mitchell asked with a smile. Natasha laughed.

“Depends,” she said as she gently pressed her ass against his crotch. “Is it working?” she asked. Mitchell tightened his grip around her.

“
It most definitely is,” he said softly.

It had been a couple of months since Mitchell and Natasha had the baby talk. Natasha was still active at work though there were instances when she wished she would have stayed home. She could have sworn that her breasts were a bit bigger. She had actually had to get new bras, a size bigger than she was used to. She wanted to tell Mitchell about it but she didn’t think it was important. For all she cared it could have just been a hormone imbalance as a result of getting off the pill.

On this particular day, she was on her way to the office in a black wraparound dress and a pair of royal blue heels. She matched this with a blue blazer and a silver necklace. Her hair was straightened and flowing over her shoulders as she walked into the living room where Mitchell sat watching Anderson Cooper.

“This is one of those days I just know I am leaving you at home,” she said with a smile.

“
I do have a meeting on the other side of town, so yeah. You are flying solo,” Mitchell said as he flipped channels. Natasha smiled and walked to the kitchen. She frowned when she opened the fridge. It had been a while since she did the grocery shopping. All that was in there was half a carton of milk, some pizza, a few boxes of Chinese and a half eaten banana cream puff pie.

“
Hey honey, we are not having take out again till I say so,” Natasha said walking back to the living room. “How about today I do some shopping and cook us a nice dinner?” she asked, hugging him from behind. He smiled and put a hand on the other side of her cheek then planted a soft kiss on her.

“
Sure,” he said. “All set up for the Japanese meeting?” Natasha nodded as she walked around the couch to sit down.

“
Yeah. But I’m thinking I’m going to let Stacy head this meeting. She is much better at smartphones applications than I am anyway,” she said. Mitchell frowned.

“
You’re sure?” he asked looking at her. Natasha nodded.

“
Yeah, I’m sure. Apart from the all too obvious chatting app, they have also come up with an app to monitor stocks. Great for all businessmen across the globe but I am not very conversant as far as accounts go. That’s where Stacy comes in,” she said.

“
I always trust your instincts, but I hope this is something you have thought through,” Mitchell said. “Well, enough, not that I have any reason to worry,” he added with a smile.

“
Everything is fine. I have it all under control,” she said, sitting down.

“
You do know that Nakamura is more annoying than the Malibu princess, right?” Mitchell asked, looking at her. She nodded.

“
Give me some credit, Mitchell. I have everything I need right here,” she said pointing to her head. “Those Japanese are going to know why we won the war,” she added, giggling. She grabbed her bag and kissed her forehead. “I love you,” she said as she began walking towards the door.

“
I love you too,” he called from the couch. He suddenly frowned and looked at her. “We won the war because we hit where it hurt, Tasha,” he said just as she opened the door. She turned around and looked at him.

“
Actually we won because there were people like me who considered hitting where it hurt,” she said before closing the door behind her.

As she drove to the office, she thought of just how her life would change when she became pregnant. She was so used to this routine every single morning that it actually felt like a part of her. The waking up early, going through her closet to decide what to wear, breakfast at home. Maybe it would be for the better. The serenity of the moment was suddenly interrupted by the loud ringing of her phone. She reached for her Bluetooth earpiece next to the gear box and put it on.

“Natasha Schmidt,” she said when she answered the call.

“
I thought you were not giving up your name. What happened to hyphenating?” Natasha smiled when she immediately recognized Rita’s voice.