His Unexpected Love

by Flora Ferrari

  I want to give myself to him.

  At the door, dad looks me up and down with a frown. He can see that I’ve made an effort. I blush. It’s a fancy hotel so I’ve been wearing nice dresses to dinner every night, but he can see that the hair and makeup I’m wearing is a newly added touch.

  “You look nice,” he says, threading his arm through mine to guide me to the elevator. I shrug, pretending it’s not a big deal.

  “I’m just trying out a new look.”

  He sniffs. “Well, I just hope it’s for your benefit and not somebody else’s.”

  I hold back a sigh. Dad has always been overprotective. He thinks no man is good enough for me. But even if I wanted to date someone my own age, he would be overly picky. I don’t think he realizes that my boyfriend is supposed to be my choice, not his. Still, there’s nothing I can do to change a man like my father. He’s stuck in his ways so I guess I’ll just have to accept that whatever is going on between me and Jaxson will have to stay our little secret, for now.

  I see him right away as we enter the restaurant. He’s dressed in a sharp steel colored suit that compliments his strong surfer’s body. His longish hair is slicked back so that he looks like the perfect gentleman. His dark eyes meet mine from across the room and within moments, I’m a blushing mess. I’m glad I get a few moments to pull myself together as we walk toward the table he’s saved for us.

  Jaxson reaches out to shake dad’s hand, and he reluctantly accepts. Then, in a bold and daring move, Jaxson leans over to kiss my cheek. I feel electricity sizzles between us from the brush of his lips against my skin, and I resist the urge to shiver in delight. My dad’s grip on my arm tightens, but I pull away to take my seat at the table.

  “You look stunning,” Jaxson growls. He pulls out my chair for me and I get a glimpse of a future where we’re together, always this perfect and gentlemanly. I just know that if we were together he’d take good care of me. I take my seat.

  “Thank you, Jaxson. You look good too.”

  Dad grits his teeth as he sits beside me. Maybe it’s my imagination, but I swear he shifts his chair closer to mine protectively. Across the table, Jaxson’s eyes meet mine and his foot nudges me under the table. It’s immediately obvious that this dinner is a mistake. There’s so much tension here that I feel my chest tighten with anxiety. But we’re here now. I guess we just have to push through.

  “Everything on the menu looks amazing,” I say, trying to break up some of the tension at the table. “I think I’m going to have the salmon.”

  “I’ll join you,” Jaxson says. “I think you’ve got good taste.”

  My dad grits his teeth. “So. Jaxson. How’s business?”

  “Good,” Jaxson says curtly. There’s only silence after that. I guess that conversation is over. As much as I want to believe this whole feud is one sided and that my father is the one making life difficult, Jaxson certainly isn’t helping. He’s being so blunt with my dad that there’s no chance this will ever get resolved if he doesn’t change his attitude.

  But I know why he’s doing it. Every time Jaxson looks at me, I can see this possessiveness in his eyes. He wants me to be his. I don’t think he likes the idea of sharing me...even with my dad...one bit. It’s like he wants it to be just me and him against the world. I’ll admit, I like that idea myself, but I can’t let go of my father.

  Not even if Jaxson is the love of my life.

  Jaxson

  She looks amazing tonight. Too amazing. She makes me so hard just sitting there as we order wine and food. It’s certainly not the time or place to be getting aroused, but I can’t help myself. Whenever I’m around her, all I want to do is rip off her clothes and fuck her. I want to push deep inside her tight little pussy and make her come over and over again.

  But with the way Sam is looking at me right now, I know that if I even look at Stella wrong, he’s going to start a fight. I could take him easily, but I know it would upset Stella, and that’s the last thing I want. If she’s going to be mine, I want to please her until the day I die. I’ll never put a toe out of line as far as she’s concerned because losing a woman like her would be the end of everything.

  I know I need to try harder with Sam too. My anger at him isn’t even because of the past. It’s because he gets to have Stella and he’ll never approve of me even being in her life. All I want is to make her mine. I could give her a good life. I could show her the world and she’d never have to worry about a thing.

  But his hatred for me is everlasting. He can’t let go of the past. So how am I supposed to get on his good side and keep Stella happy when he won’t even look in my direction.

  I clench my fists under the table. I wish I could just throw him aside and be done with it. I could carry Stella off into the sunset and forget all about him. But even as my possessive need flows through my veins, I know I’m going to have to do this the hard way.

  As the wine arrives, I pick up my glass, ready for an impromptu toast.

  “Well...here’s to old friends finding one another again,” I growl. I’m not sure I sound sincere, but at least I’m trying. “And cheers to meeting new people along the way. Here’s a toast to good fortune, good company...and finding love in the most unexpected places.”

  Stella blushes. She knows that part was for her. I think Sam knows it too. He practically has steam coming out of his ears and he doesn’t even bother raising his glass, diving straight in with his glass of red. Looks like I screwed up that speech a little. I just want Stella to know how I feel about her. After all, this isn’t just some crush. The things I’m feeling for her could drive a man to insanity. I love her, even if I haven’t told her directly. Part of me is worried that this is the only chance I’ll get to let her know. If her father keeps me from seeing her, then I might lose her forever. We found each other here by utter chance, but I’m not sure that kind of luck will come my way twice.

  But there’s still time. I have tonight to make my move. I’ll find her in her hotel room if I have to. I’ll throw her down on the silky sheets here and make passionate love to her all night long. It’s crazy that I’m in love with a girl I only met yesterday, but stranger things have happened. And I’m not going to let this feeling go for anything.

  I force myself to focus on getting through dinner. It’s like Stella is the prize for getting through this meal without any disasters. And even though it’s nearly impossible to stop myself from flirting with her, or even looking at her with overwhelming lust, I keep to it. I ask Sam questions about his life and he reluctantly answers, though he doesn’t try to ask me about myself again. In some ways, it’s good to hear that he’s doing well, but things are still so sour between us. He knows what I want from his daughter, I can tell. I want what he doesn’t want me to have, so how can I even consider being his friend again, really? We’re destined to be on warring sides forever.

  Dinner ends without disaster. I can tell I’m not the only one desperate to leave the table. Stella rises from her seat first, glancing in my direction with lust in her eyes. It seems like an invitation. She wants me to follow her upstairs.

  “Goodnight to you both,” she says, even as she continues looking at me. “Maybe you two should spend a little more time together. It’s been so long since you saw one another.”

  I grit my teeth. She wants me to play nice with Sam. Well, if that’s what it takes to make her happy, I’ll do it. She walks away without another word and I prepare myself for another round of stiff conversation. I tell myself it’ll be worth it for when I follow Stella upstairs. I open my mouth to speak, but Sam leans across the table.

  “Stop. You don’t have to keep up this stupid game anymore,” he hisses. “I don’t know what the hell you’re up to or why you keep trying to make nice with me, but stay the hell away from my daughter. I saw the way you looked at her, she’s not yours to have Jaxson and she never will be. She’ll find someone good enough for her in time. But newsflash, it isn’t you.”

  I can feel fur
y rising inside me, but I don’t take the bait. He wants me to be the one to start something. But his little outburst has given me nothing, but further drive to go after what I want. I’ll never get his approval so I’m not going to chase it anymore. I tried. If he doesn’t want me to have Stella, then that’s his problem, not mine.

  Because now that I’ve set my sights on her, there’s no chance I’m letting her slip away.

  CHAPTER SEVEN

  Stella

  Waiting for Jaxson to show up after dinner is a new form of torture I’ve never before experienced. On one hand, I want him to get along with my dad downstairs, paving the way to a happy future between us.

  And on the other hand, I want him here, right now, ready to rip my clothes off.

  I pace the room, feeling anxious. I want him to make love to me so badly, but maybe he won’t even show up. I know it’s going to be a complicated relationship if we decide to go for it, but isn’t it worth it? I’ve never known chemistry like this. It’s the kind of thing you see in movies and read about in books. It always seemed unattainable to me until now, but now that I’ve felt it, I never want to let it go. If I do, I’m scared I’ll never feel it again.

  I’ll find a way to make it work and keep my dad happy. I’ll find a way to please everyone. But for now, the only pleasure I want to focus on is mine and Jaxson’s. I want him here, for him to hold me in his arms, so we can explore the fantasies that have been racing through my mind ever since we met.

  There’s a knock on the door, and my stomach clenches with nerves, but I practically run to open it. This is it. The moment I’ve dreamed of for so long.

  As soon as I open the door he’s kissing me. He sweeps me up into his arms as though I’m light as a feather, wrapping my legs around his waist. His tongue enters my mouth and I can’t help letting out a moan, as he kicks the door closed behind him.

  “I want you,” he growls against my mouth, and I’m breathless already.

  “I’m yours,” I pant.

  He stalks toward the bed and sets me down, crawling over the top of me. I let out a moan at the feeling of his cock grinding against my pussy. I haven’t even seen him naked and just the thought of it sends me into overdrive. I can’t believe that a man as sexy as Jaxson wants me.

  He wastes no time, pulling away to wrench my dress up and over my head, while I fumble with the buttons on his shirt. After I’ve unbuttoned a few he pulls it over his head. He’s got this urgency about him, like he can’t wait another second to feel his skin against mine. I know the feeling. I want this to last forever. But I also need him, inside me, right now.

  “God you’re so fucking sexy,” he growls as he scans my body. “I’m going to fuck you all night long, and make you scream my name. You’re going to come so many times you won’t be able to walk tomorrow.”

  I gasp, my pussy wetter than it's ever been, turned on beyond belief by his words. He crashes his lips against mine one more time before pulling away. He stands, undoing his belt buckle, and pushing his pants down. And I can only stare in awe as he reveals to me his naked form to me for the first time.

  He’s perfect in every single way. His cock is big, and I’m a little afraid he might not fit, but all I can think about is how good he will feel buried deep inside my pussy. I look up at him innocently and he growls as he returns to position himself over the top of me. One of his hands slides between my legs and he begins to slowly rub my clit.

  “You’re so wet for me already,” he growls. “I like that I make you wet. You’re mine, Stella. I want to be the only man who ever makes you feel this way.”

  “You’re the only one who ever will,” I moan. And it’s true. We both know this is something so special that it can never be replaced. It doesn’t matter that we’re different in so many ways. It doesn’t matter that there’s a twenty year age gap between us. We were made for one another, and when our bodies meet for the first time, we’re going to find proof of that.

  But he’s intent on making me come for him first, sliding two fingers inside me, and rubbing my clit with his thumb. He’s a master at playing my body. And I cry out, forgetting that we have people in the room next door. This is our moment, and I’m going to be as loud as I want with him.

  “Tell me you’re mine,” he snarls, nipping at my earlobe with his teeth and then trailing his tongue down along my neck. I buck against him, his finger moving faster, closing in on my first orgasm.

  “I’m yours, baby. I’ll always be yours.”

  “That’s what I like to hear,” he growls. As he does, I feel myself fall over the edge. I gasp, closing my eyes and allowing fireworks to explode through my body. I’ve never come this fast before, but this man can bring me to my knees with ease.

  I’m breathless, gasping for air, but he’s not done with me. Now, he wants more. His hand caresses my breast as he kisses my neck.

  “I’m going to take you so damn hard,” he growls. And for a minute, I stop in my tracks. I haven’t told him that this is my first time. I can’t not tell him. And if he’s going to take my virginity tonight then I want him to know. He presses his tip to my entrance, ready to slip inside me, when I put a hand on his chest to hold him back for a moment.

  “Wait…”

  He frowns, concern in his eyes. “Is everything alright? Did I do something wrong?”

  “No...you’re doing everything right,” I breathe, still coming down from my first orgasm. “It’s just...I have to tell you something before we do this. But I don’t know if it will change your mind about me.”

  “Nothing will ever change my mind about you,” he says, sincerity in his voice.

  “It’s just...I need you to know this.”

  He waits patiently for me to say something. Anxiously, I take a deep breath.

  “I’m a virgin.”

  Jaxson

  I can’t believe how nervous she looks right now. Why was she so scared to tell me that? Doesn’t she know how fucking sexy it is know I’m going to be the first and last man to ever have her body?

  I look down on her from my position above her body. Her star-like eyes are full of fear as she waits for my response.

  “I’m sorry, Jaxson. I should’ve told you earlier. I know that...but I wasn’t sure what you’d think of me. I thought maybe you’d think I’m immature…”

  “Immature?” I say. I cup her cheek in my hand. “Never, baby. I’m glad you’re a virgin.”

  She blinks several times in surprise. “You...you are?”

  “Of course I am. Now I know that your body is mine and only mine. No other man has touched you, and no other man ever will. I want to be the one to take your virginity. I want to be the one to make you feel good, the only one who makes you feel good,” I growl. “I’m not upset, baby. This is the best news you could’ve given me.”

  She blushes. “You mean that?”

  “I’d never lie to you,” I growl. “Now, all I want is to have you. Right here, right now.”

  “Then take me. Make me your,” she breathes.

  “Don’t worry, baby. I’m going to make sure that your first time is amazing.”

  I press my cock against her entrance and she gasps. I know I’m going to be a lot to handle her first time, but I’d never hurt her. I’m going to give her the best night of her life.

  Entering her pussy for the first time feels like heaven. She’s so tight, and wet and warm. She gasps as she takes me deep inside her, but she doesn’t look in pain. She grabs the back of my neck to pull me close and I kiss her ferociously, her lips feverish with pleasure as I begin to work up a rhythm.

  I push deeper and deeper inside her each time. She cries out with each thrust, and it’s like music to my ears. It feels so good being inside her, knowing I’m her first. I know I won’t last long, she’s so tight. I kiss her breasts, running my tongue over her nipples as I plunge inside her faster, harder. Our hands entwine against the pillow like I’m pinning her down, but she’s exactly where she wants to be.

 
; “God you’re so sexy,” I growl. I can’t help myself. I’ve never felt so overwhelmed with attraction for someone. She’s a goddess and she’s mine. Our eyes meet as I fuck her and I feel this intense connection that’s so strong it makes me want to come. But hold off, wanting the moment to last a little longer.

  Our lips meet once again and I manage to push even deeper inside her pussy. She gasps against my lips, her eyes closed in ecstasy.

  “Jaxson,” she moans and that’s the last straw. Hearing her moan my name has me reaching my peak, and with a grunt, I come, spilling my seed inside her. She gasps one last time and clamps down on my cock, coming with me, taking my seed deep inside her womb. Wave after wave of white hot heat washing over us. We’re both hot and sweaty, but I don’t care. I know something magical has happened.

  “I love you,” I growl in her ear. “Did you feel that?”

  “I love you, Jaxson,” she whispers. “Do you think...do you think I might be pregnant?”

  It just goes to show we’re on the exact same wavelength. As I spilled my seed inside her, I had this sense that now she’s carrying a piece of both of us. The hope for our future. The baby that will unite our lives forever.

  “Yes,” I growl in her ear. “And I can’t wait to raise our baby together. No matter what happens you’re mine now. We’re going to be a family. And I’m going to take care of you.”

  Tears of happiness shine in her eyes. I roll to the side and pull her close. I’m nowhere near done with her body for the night. But for now, as we come down from our first joint high, I want to savor this moment. The moment we made love for the first time. Our first declarations of how we feel. Our first child growing inside her…

  This is everything I’ve ever wanted.

  CHAPTER EIGHT

  Stella

  Waking up this morning feels like I’m still in a dream. The sun streaming in through the window, warm and inviting just like Jaxson’s sleeping body. I snuggle in close to him. Waking up next to him makes this the best morning of my life.