Unexpected: A Billionaire Secret Baby Romance

by Ford, Aria

  “Let’s take these off, shall we?” He glanced up at me as he played with the edge of my panties.

  “Please,” I whimpered and lifted my hips to give him room to get them off me.

  I cried out as he leaned down and sucked the skin at the base of my neck gently into his mouth. Stephen parted my legs with his knees and moved his mouth down my chest, peppering me with kisses. I felt the need rushing through me as I dropped my head back and cried out his name.

  His mouth wrapped around one nipple, sucking me slowly as I gripped his hair. I could feel the way my body grew wetter as I dragged his teeth across me and jerked as I felt something releasing from deep inside of me as if it were tucked away for this occasion alone. He pressed a thick finger inside my pussy, and I tightened and arched my back as fire burst from the center of my stomach, warming me.

  “Stephen,” I moaned as my muscles ached. The pressure just kept coming, confused as to just what he did to me.

  My legs were spread wide for him, and he worked me through the orgasm with expertise. It was delicious and something I wanted more of. I closed my eyes and memorized the pulsing in my body as I felt him move to the other nipple.

  “You’re so wet,” he murmured, stroking my clit with the pad of his thumb as he pressed his fingers back inside of me. “Tell me you came.”

  “I did,” I whispered roughly.

  “Good girl,” he mumbled as he move down my stomach, kissing my skin and pulling his fingers from my body. He parted my folds and ran his tongue over my clit as I cried out. “I…Stephen.”

  He hovered above my pussy and breathed out in a long exhale as I tried to wiggle in his tight grip. “Stay still. I need to taste you,” his voice was hoarse with lust.

  I looked down as he pressed his lips against my center, rolling his tongue through my wet folding and lapping at me as if he were starving. He teased me with his tongue before sucking my clit between his teeth.

  I held his hair with one hand and my sheets with another. “Stephen!” I cried out as I came again, his mouth sucking up every drop before I felt him move to his knees

  “Do you want this?” His voice was shaking, and I looked up at him.

  “More than I have ever wanted anything,” I promised as he took one off and ripped it open. He sheathed himself with it and moved between my legs before he kissed me tenderly.

  I felt him ease forward, one hand on his cock as he slipped inside of me. I was tight and sensitive, and he filled me slowly, stretching me open.

  “You feel so fucking good. You’re so tight, Mandy. I…” Stephen choked as he paused, allowing me to adjust to him. We eased together, finding our rhyme as we rocked together within a few thrusts.

  The delicious smell of lust mixed with the sound of our bodies slapping sensually together was enough to drive me insane. I clawed at his back and moaned loudly as he picked up his pace and fucked me faster.

  “Stephen. Go deeper,” I begged as he moved up and pressed my legs to his chest. It was a different angle, one that I felt everywhere, and we both started to cry out as we came together.

  He finished with his gaze locked on mine and stayed there, panting and looking like a god before he rolled over onto his back.

  “I haven’t wanted a woman since Lacy left. I haven’t thought of anyone since that time.” He glanced over at me and smiled as he gasped for air. “Ever since I saw you last week, I’ve wanted you.”

  “I know the feeling too well.” I smiled and turned to look at the clock. “Damn. It’s after midnight.”

  “Yeah. That sucks. Forgive me for having to leave. Brandon is at home with—”

  “No need to explain. I’m good. Seriously.” I forced a sweet smile. I understood his situation, and while I hated being left to sleep alone after sex, it was what it was.

  He got up before grabbing his clothes and walking to the bathroom door. He paused before going in and glanced over his shoulder. I stared at his perfect ass, not able to help myself. “You were amazing, by the way.”

  “So were you,” I responded.

  He disappeared into the bathroom, and I flopped back on the bed until he came back out. I got up and pulled a T-shirt over my head before getting up, kissing him goodbye and walking him to the door.

  The situation should have been awkward, but it wasn’t. Maybe it would be tomorrow.

  “I’ll see you in the morning,” he promised me before walking to his car.

  I locked the front door and padded back to bed, dropping back onto the pillows, and breathing in the scent of amazing sex.

  I just spent part of the night with a gorgeous man that had a good job and cared about the people close to him. My body pulsed in ecstasy as I laid there in the dark with a silly smile on my face.

  I would meet Brandon the next morning, and I couldn’t wait. Hopefully the kiddo would like me. I pulled the sheet over me weakly, knowing that I was going to dream about Stephen, and the dream would pick up just where we left off.

  With round two.

  CHAPTER NINE

  Stephen

  I woke up to the weekend alarm, roused out of a dream about Mandy. This time it was based on real events. I had something to fantasize about, and I turned on my back and gripped my cock for a moment.

  It was the first day of the tennis camp. I needed to make Brandon breakfast so we could be there on time, since it started at nine and lasted a few hours.

  I couldn’t wait to see Mandy again.

  I jerked off quickly and then pulled on some shorts to head to the kitchen in to make coffee. Brandon was asleep when I got home, and I locked the door behind a tired Mike and Danielle as they headed to their apartment.

  I had a beer to celebrate the night, wishing that I wasn’t alone in my bed. I liked the feeling of Mandy against me and wanted so much more. I wanted to wake up with her in my arms, but I didn’t see that as a possibility quite yet.

  I knocked on Brandon’s door, telling him to wake up, before I went to take a shower. I didn’t know what to expect from today so far. I’d watched a game or two of tennis on television, but I didn’t know the specifics of it. It reminded me of racquetball that I played at the gym with friends, with more of a point. That was more of a stress relief for me.

  I thought back to last night while I was in the shower again, playing back the way she felt wrapped around me. Mandy was perfect; sweet and sexy. I knew that she was feeling nervous and shy during moments of last night, but when she let her walls down, Mandy gave her entire body to me. I thought about the game tomorrow and depending on how things went today. Maybe I’d ask her to join me. It would be a fun day and if she and Brandon hit it off that would make it all the better.

  I knew that Brandon wanted a family. I could always see it in his eyes, and we’d discussed it several times over the years. I explained that I was going to be selective about who I let into his life. I had to find a woman that would love him as much as I did, and I wouldn’t put up with any of the step mom shit I’d heard about from friends. Brandon was my priority, and he practically had to be hers as well until the night was quiet and it was just us. I was happy to worship her then and let her pleasure me.

  I could imagine that with Mandy. It frightened me a little bit. I needed to know a lot more before I let this get any more serious and today would be the test for me.

  I fixed us sausage and eggs for breakfast and drank a couple of cups of coffee, since anxiety had started to take over. I felt great when I woke up from last night, thinking about the amazing sex and what this could mean, but I was a little wary. I had not been into a woman for a long time, and there was much more to this than just her and I.

  There was Brandon.

  He went to dress in something that he could move in, sounding excited to go. I wore some workout shorts and a loose T-shirt with shoes that I could move in, since I was under the impression that I was going to be involved. We left the house, and I headed to the older part of town to the YMCA. It was an older building but important
enough to the city that it was kept up and I looked at it as I parked. We probably didn’t come here enough.

  I walked inside, noting that the courts were in the back of the building. We walked through the various sections, and I pushed the door open to see Mandy playing a casual game with a guy around her age. She was dressed in the same style outfit from when we worked out together. Her laughter made me smile as she slammed the ball into the other court. I might not know the sport inside and out, but she looked like she knew what she was doing.

  She looked like she loved playing tennis.

  There were five other kids with parents watching the game, and a glance at the clock told me that we were a few minutes early. Brandon looked them over while I held onto his shoulder protectively. “I think you’re going to have a great time here.” I was talking to him but staring at Mandy, who glanced up at me with a soft smile on her face. I saw the way her eyes lit up when she saw me and warmth spread over my skin.

  Her and the guy stopped the game and walked over to us, introducing themselves. Mandy was perky and outgoing as she focused on each kid and the parents with them. Once she got to me while Kyle was busy with another child, she leaned down to look into Brandon’s face.

  “Hey, Brandon. I work with your dad. It’s great to meet you.”

  He shook her outstretched hand and smiled as she looked up at me. “Hi, Mandy.”

  “He said that you really like tennis?” she asked as he nodded firmly at her. “We’re going to have a great time.”

  She stood and gave me another long look before she joined Kyle and went over the basics of the class. They would work with the kids and parents on some of the main skills and promised a good time.

  I watched as the kids went out, leaning against the wall to watch as they taught them the proper way to hit the ball. The two instructors took turns with the kids, and while the guy was nice, I could see that Mandy loved children. I couldn’t take my eyes from her as she moved and laughed, lighting up the entire court.

  Once they were done, the parents were encouraged to tap the ball back and forth with their kids. It was fun, and I found myself enjoying the time with Brandon, even as I stole glances at Mandy to see her smiling at us. The day seemed to pass quickly, and I waited for her after she told us that she’d walk us to the car.

  Mandy pulled her hair into a messy bun before walking over and looking at us both. “What did you think, Brandon?”

  “That was so much fun. I can’t wait until next week!” She and I exchanged a glance, and she smiled as she looked back down at him.

  “I’m glad. I want everyone to love tennis as much as I do,” Mandy told him as we turned and made our way through the building. Even sweaty from her day, Mandy was stunning. I looked down at her hand, longing to reach out and grab it as she kept talking to Brandon about school and his interests.

  That turned me on even more. She was so kind to him, and even though I knew she was aware of my presence the way I was hers, she didn’t shove him aside. She got to know him, and I could see by the way he looked at her at the car that he liked Mandy.

  I unlocked the door, and Brandon got in as I looked at Mandy. “So my brother has tickets to the local baseball game tomorrow, and I need a date. Want to join us?”

  Her face lit up, and her cheeks turned pink as she glanced at the car. “Is Brandon going?”

  “I haven’t discussed it with him yet, but probably. It’ll be a good time.” I smiled at her.

  “That sounds great. What time does it start?” Mandy asked, and my stomach relaxed.

  “I can pick you up at one. How does that sound?” I asked as she nodded with excitement in her eyes. “What are your plans for the rest of the day?”

  “I have to have dinner with my parents. Every Saturday night, like I have no life. They want to hear all about the new job.” Mandy grimaced for a moment. “Sorry. I don’t hate it there. I just hate the questions and the pressure.”

  “I understand,” I assured her, seeing how much they affected her. “Try to have a good time. I can talk after if you want. I think that I’ll just be hanging out with Brandon. We usually go to dinner and maybe a movie on the weekend, unless he’s wiped out from today.” I stepped a little closer to her, watching her eyes widen. “You were great out there. With all the kids, but especially Brandon. He really likes you.”

  “I like him too. He looks so much like you, Stephen. He’s a mini you.” She looked up at me and licked her lips. “I guess I’ll see you tomorrow, Stephen.”

  “Yeah, you will. Have a good night.” I wanted to kiss her, but this wasn’t the time or place. I had to build up to that. I reluctantly stepped away to go around to my side of the car. I watched her walk back toward the building, remembering how it felt to have her juicy ass pressed to me while she was crying out my name. I was in so much fucking trouble.

  CHAPTER TEN

  Mandy

  I stopped by the apartment to shower before dinner. My mom was the kind of woman to always look perfectly put together. The same could be said of my older sister, Kate. She was five years older and completed medical school recently and was working as a surgeon in one of the area’s largest hospitals. She had a fiancé as well, and they were going to get married in six months and likely have a bunch of perfect children.

  I braided my hair into a plait over my shoulder and looked at the jeans and conservative green button-up shirt that I chose to wear. It was loose and gauzy and covered everything up the way a girl should dress. Mom never saw the things I chose for work or anything other than dinner, and they weren’t even that bad. She just thought I should dress my age.

  What did that even mean?

  I slipped on some sandals and headed to the car. It was delivered early this morning, fixed up until the next time something decided to give out. I knew that I could consider the idea of something new down the line, but I’d been through so much with my Callie. I started the engine and made my way to their house on the edge of town. Dad retired from his shop a few years ago and wanted something a bit more private, since Mom only worked three days a week at a doctor’s office.

  I pulled into the long driveway and sighed, wondering how this was going to go. I got out and went to knock on the door which was opened by my mother on the phone as she waved me inside. I smiled and passed her, walking into the comfortable to see my dad watching a game. “Hi, Daddy.” I dropped my purse onto the worn brown sectional and sat down, checking out the score of the baseball game. I smiled, thinking about the game tomorrow.

  “How’s that new job?” he asked as Mom walked in, going on about Kate and how they both had to work and miss dinner. She perched on the edge of a chair and looked me over, her disappointment obvious in her eyes that matched Kate’s.

  “It’s good. The place is great, and the staff is really nice. I am still learning, of course, but I think I’ll do okay.” I smiled at him, pretending not to notice her.

  “Do you think they’ll keep you on?” Her voice was cool and curious, and I fought the urge to roll my eyes.

  “I am still on probation. It’s just been a week, Mom. Martin is a great boss, though. I am sure he’d help me over going through the entire hiring process again.” That was what I hoped, anyway.

  “Just do your best,” her tone was condescending, and anger burned in my chest. I wasn’t in the mood for this after last night and today. Everything seemed to be falling into place for me, even though it wasn’t medical school. “I suppose it is a decent salary but is there room to grow? Your other jobs didn’t offer that.”

  “There is, Mom. I am assistant to the finance department, and it’s a big company. They’re doing great,” I said with a sour tone as Dad looked between Mom and I. “Jesus. Do I have to go to goddamn medical school for you to be impressed by anything I do?”

  “Mandy!” She chided me as I slumped back against the couch. “Kate did a wonderful service to herself by going to med school. Think of her future!”

  “I am not her. I n
ever will be here. I have a job that I like, and I volunteer with kids. That is who I am,” I barked at her as Mom sighed and stood.

  “I am going to finish dinner.” Her tone was haughty, and I stared at Dad as he shrugged helplessly.

  “You know I don’t put your sister on a pedestal. That’s all your mom,” he said softly, not wanting to start anything more. He did have to live here after all. “I am proud of you, kiddo.”

  I know that he was and I tried to relax before we headed into the dining room to eat. I was going to give this another go.

  I took my seat in between my parents and sipped a glass of water. I wished it was a shot of liquor, but that wasn’t going to happen.

  Mom had fixed a roast chicken with vegetables and fresh rolls. That was one of my favorite meals, but my stomach was in knots over everything. My mother talked about work, and I realized that she wanted to sound like something she wasn’t so much of the time. Overly important. They were middle class, and that was fine.

  Kate came back up, and Mom started to talk about her wedding plans. They were planning on a late summer wedding at a local resort on a lake. She could not stop gushing about it. I knew that Mom would be excited to help plan a wedding, but she sounded too into the little details that wouldn’t matter even the day after the ceremony.

  Dad seemed to want to steer the conversation away from the wedding, and I gave him a small, grateful smile as he asked what my plans were for the rest of the weekend. I assumed that he was nervous about the cost of everything and sick to death of the subject.

  “I was invited to a baseball game tomorrow. The local team,” I offered as he smiled. Dad loved all sports and I knew he’d be into the idea.

  “Who are you going with?” Mom asked me as I wondered what to say.

  “I met a guy at the office, and he invited me.” I saw the distaste on her face and sighed. “He’s a good guy. I taught his son at tennis camp today.”