Anger rushed through my veins, and I grabbed her chin so she couldn’t look away when I growled, “You were not and never will be a one-night stand to me, Allison. Don’t ever belittle what that night meant—to both of us—by labeling it that way. Do you really think I would try to impregnate someone—an intention I was pretty damn clear about— and take them home to meet my family if they didn’t mean more to me than a quick fuck?”
She sputtered but didn’t seem to be able to form any words. Then a look of guilt stole across her face and a blush began to bloom on her cheeks. “No,” she finally rasped.
“Then why did you leave, nena?”
“It wasn’t because I believed that about you,” she burst out. “I thought you lived in the Dominican Republic, Diego. We had one night together and you started talking about babies and the future and I couldn’t figure out how we could possibly merge our lives. I love New York. My family is here. My whole life. And I’d only known you a day...I convinced myself it wouldn’t work and talked Charlie into cutting our trip short and I left.”
“Ran away, nena,” I scowled. “Call it what it was. You ran away from what you felt for me.”
She tried to nod, but I still held her chin in a firm grip. “Yes,” she whispered. Then she narrowed her eyes and accused, “But if I’d known you lived in New York, I wouldn’t have freaked out quite so much. You never told me.”
I sighed and caressed her face before I swept her up into my arms. “I suppose there is enough blame to share. I could have been more open, although living in New York honestly just slipped my mind.” I walked toward the back set of stairs and headed up to the second floor that I’d converted entirely into the master suite.
“Diego?”
“Si, nena?”
“How did you know my last name? Or where to find me? Or that I was pregnant?”
I faltered on the last step for a moment before continuing my path to the large bed across the room.
“We’ll get to that, nena. First, I want to get a few things straight.”
I bent low intending to set her on the bed, but she held on tight with one arm around my neck. Then she pointed at a sitting area in an alcove made of windows. “Maybe we should talk over there.”
Since she was holding on to me, I crawled onto the bed so she ended up on it anyway, except with my body hovering over hers. “I have watched and waited and been dying to be inside you for a fucking month, Ali,” I grunted. “We will talk, I promise, but we’re going to do it while I hold your naked body against mine.”
Allison looked uncertain, but she didn’t protest when I began to unbutton her blouse.
“I’m going to sum things up for you, so there is no confusion. Then you can ask questions, si?”
She nodded and gulped in a big breath when I skimmed the tips of my fingers down her torso before pushing the sides of her top away.
“I fell in love with you the moment I first saw you, Ali.” I met her gaze and admitted, “I didn’t know who you were and fuck, you looked so young. But I was not going to allow anything to stand in the way of having you. We’re getting married tomorrow morning, then we’ll meet movers at your old place to pack up your possessions and bring them to your new home.”
“You love me?” Allison beamed.
I smiled at her focus on only part of what I’d said. I wasn’t sure if she’d heard anything else.
“Of course, I love you, mi cielo.” I urged her to rise up enough for me to finish removing her blouse and unhook her bra. “I knew, without a doubt, that you were meant for me. To be my wife, the mother of my children, my best friend. And as I got to know you, even in that short time, it only became more clear.” A roguish smirk formed on my lips as I cupped her tits. “You sealed your fate when you told me you wanted to be a mother and have a large family. Knocking you up became very high priority.”
Allison giggled and her dimples appeared making me want to lick each one. Then she moaned when I rubbed my thumbs over her pebbled nipples. “They already look bigger,” I murmured. “Are they more sensitive?” I lowered my head and kissed each tip before rubbing my scruff over it for a rougher touch.
“I think so,” she whispered as her back arched, pushing the globes firmly into my hands, asking for more.
I was swiftly approaching the point of no return and decided we’d get to the question and answer portion of our talk once every inch of my big dick was sheathed in her tight, hot pussy. There was just one more thing I needed before I could give in to my hunger for her.