Bad Billionaire Daddy: An Older Man Younger Woman Romance (Billionaire Lovers Book 3)

by Claire Angel

  I had asked the printing press downtown to make one for me after drafting a cute little message, appreciating customers for their patronage. The background was of the logo Elliot had made for me and sent via my mail a couple of days after our meeting.

  “I am so sorry, I completely forgot,” Sarah said, placing her hands over her mouth.

  “That’s okay, Sarah. Please, take it with you now and make sure to stick one on each packed product as I taught you the last time,” I said. “And do not forget it is only for home deliveries,” I reminded her again before dismissing her from my office.

  I spent the rest of the afternoon checking our inventories and trying to match our sales in the last few weeks with the previous one, just as Elliot had taught me. Though little, but it was evident that things were beginning to look up again.

  I gave Martha and Mia a list of items we intended to add to our next stock and left the store later that afternoon. I was meeting with the Rotary Club International unit in Aspen today, and I wanted to be early.

  I woke up to my phone ringing from the kitchen, I had left it in the kitchen last night, and I was too lazy to go back and get it. I had my sleep mask on already and was quite reluctant to take it off again.

  I dragged myself off the bed and walked to the kitchen, by the time I got there, the phone had stopped ringing. “It was probably Martha or Philip. What do they need this time?” I thought to myself. “No one can get me out of this house today,” I said as I grabbed my phone off the cabinet. I had studied until late night yesterday, and I was exhausted. I swiped my phone up and checked the caller. It was Elliot.

  “Oh my God, it was Elliot,” I said, placing my hand over my mouth. “Why was he calling? What did he want to say to me?”

  A torrent of questions shot through my head. “Maybe he called to cancel our dinner plans. If he called to cancel, he could have just sent a voicemail.” I continued.

  Elliot had never called my number since the first day he arrived at Aspen. Even when he sent documents to my mail, he never called to notify me. All our communications were strictly via email, and they were brief and straight forward.

  I walked back to my room, thinking of what to do with the call. "Should I call Elliot back? Or simply wait for him to place a call back?" I asked myself again, lost in thoughts. I reached a decision to call him by the evening if I did not hear from him by the end of the day. I moved around the house with the phone

  I was brushing my teeth in the bathroom when my phone began to ring again. I leaped out of the bathroom and grabbed my phone from the dresser. I was so happy to see his name flashing on my mobile screen. I put the phone to my ear, and his voice boomed through.

  "Hello, Audrey," he said.

  It was the most cheerful voice I had heard in a while. I could hear Lily and Elysha talking in the background. “Is that Audrey, Daddy?” one of them asked. Lily was asking to speak to me while Elliot chided her to be quiet, “You will see her on Friday,” he had told her. I felt something wash over me as he spoke. His voice was seducing.

  “I just called you to inform that we are planning to visit your place this Friday even, if you are comfortable.”

  Wow! He accepted my invitation, and the girls were looking forward to my chicken stew.

  I was suddenly elated and energized. Elliot was coming around. I will be able to see him again and show him how much I had imbibed the things he taught me. I giggled like a child as I ran my bath and picked my dress for the store. I needed to shop for my cooking ingredients, and I could not wait another day.

  The girls and Philip were surprised to see me at the store again. I had left them yesterday and bade them farewell until next week. I simply told them I was expecting visitors and lacking some necessary ingredients I wanted to cook with.

  I was up early cleaning and preparing the house for Elliot and his daughters on Friday morning. As much as I wanted to see the girls, my thoughts were on Elliot as I picked out what to wear for the evening. It was going to be a short dress this time.

  I marinated the chicken with some rosemary, bromelain, spices, a little bit of lemon, and some dry herbs the night before. I kept it in fridge by morning and was I satisfied with my chicken. I planned to grill some so the girls could have something to munch on if they still wanted to eat after dinner. I had also increased the broth so I could pack some for them to take home.

  I finished cooking in the evening and went straight to the bathroom. I made potatoes, couscous, and some salads as side dishes.

  I wanted to feel fresh when they arrived, so I took a quick shower. I got out of the bathroom and laid out the dress and underwear that I kept carefully on the bed.

  I was done dressing up soon, adorned with my favorite fragrance and my favorite necklace, the one my mother did not get the chance to give me herself. I sat on the edge of the bed and waited and my heart was racing in my chest.

  About twenty minutes later, I heard the doorbell. "Hey, Audrey!" Lily screeched, jumping on me as soon as I threw the door open. I hugged her and rubbed her head while I let them in.

  Elysha was also smiling as soon as she stepped into the apartment as well. I squatted and gave her a peck on her cheek. “How is my favorite girl this lovely evening?”

  “Fine!” she giggled, thrusting Barbie into my hand as Lily pulled her away. “Barbie wants to say hello, too,” she said, following her sister.

  “She has never let anyone carry Barbie before,” Elliot said as I rose to my full length again.

  “I am honored," I answered, smiling as I avoided his eyes. I was suddenly self-conscious again, tugging at the edges of my little black dress, avoiding his gaze.

  Maybe I should have picked a more comfortable attire.

  Elliot was dressed in a green shirt and a pair of black trousers. The shirt blended with the color of his eyes and made the man look even more dashing.

  “It smells good in here,” he said, bringing my straying thoughts back to the present.

  “Oh, Thanks. Please come.” I motioned towards the dinning table.

  He took a seat on the dining table and I turned my back to him and went to the girls who were now staring at the antiques and little figurines I had all over the house. "Look at this,” Lily said, grabbing one off the shelf to show Elle. "It looks like a little pink mermaid; it is so pretty. Audrey's house is pretty."

  “Girls, are you hungry yet?” I asked aloud, trying to bring them to the dining table, so I didn’t have to sit with Elliot alone.

  "Yes, yes," I heard both say as they throttled to the table and took their seats comfortably.

  “Great. Then come to the dining table.” They both rushed towards the dining table and took their seats. Elliot kept silent as he watched us.

  I was filled with different emotions as we ate. So many thoughts and pictures of the kind of family I had hoped to have flashed through my mind as the girls enjoyed their meal. It was so satisfying seeing them eating.

  The girls were now full and they opted to go and continue with their admiration of figurines while Elliot and I finished ours and cleared the table. We were just passing little smiles to each other.

  I wish I could touch him.

  “Audrey, your toys are so beautiful,” Elle said, coming up to me as soon as I stepped out of the kitchen.

  “Would you like to see something even more beautiful?” I asked, winking at her.

  “Yes, yes, yes,” Lily screamed, running up behind her.

  I looked at Elliot, “I will just be back.” He just smiled and nodded his head.

  I took the two girls to my old room. I had redecorated it since Mom’s death and filled it with all my toys and the bedtime storybooks she had bought me while I was a kid. It was my secret sanctuary.

  "Wow," Lily had said, putting her hand over her mouth as she walked into the room. Elle swiftly ran to the toys and cuddled a pink bear.

  I left the two girls to immerse themselves in my world while I walked back to attend to Elliot. We had not said muc
h to each other since he got here. He wasn’t at the dining table when I got there.

  “Perhaps he had gone to the kitchen to get some water,” I thought. I walked into my kitchen to meet Elliot doing the dishes, his back turned to the door, and his shirt sleeves rolled up.

  It took everything in me not to run up to him, hold him, and kiss him. This was the man of my dreams.

  Chapter 7

  Elliot

  Audrey moved came in while trying to help with the plates, and unconsciously she pressing her soft breasts into my side.

  “Oh God,” I said aloud as my member twitched in my pants.

  She was shocked at my reaction like me. "Thank you, Elliot, this is the nicest thing anyone has done for me in a while," she said as she had crept up behind me in the kitchen.

  After cleaning the dishes, I drove back immediately as I wanted to stay away from Audrey otherwise she was going to awaken the beast in me today.

  The girls were exhausted already when we got back home. I tucked them in bed and went back downstairs to unpack the meals Audrey had gifted us. “This should last us another week,” I thought as I stacked them in the freezer.

  I couldn’t stop thinking about Audrey. Perhaps a cold shower could suppress these thoughts going on in my head.

  The shower was extremely long and laborious. Everything in my bathroom seemed to fuel my porous thoughts. As the water trickled down my body and the bathroom pane, I thought about what it would feel like to slam Audrey's body against it and take her from behind while she begged me not to stop.

  I wanted to lift off the floor; her ass backed against one of the washbasins while I pushed myself into her petite body. Audrey had a body that was good enough to erode any man of straight thoughts. Although she covered it well, I had noticed it since the very day I stepped into Aspen, even though I pretended not to.

  I could still smell Audrey’s perfume on my body as I walked to my room. Her soft palm as she held me by my arm, thanking me for the kind gesture.

  Her breasts looked full in her shirt, and the way the waist accentuated her hips made it obvious she had a great figure. I had pretended not to see it all each time she waltzed in here, even hated her for a minute because of the full force of attraction that was welling up inside me, yet here I was in my shower, alone and lonely, unable to push it back anymore.

  Fuck!

  “This is not helping,” I turned off the shower and stepped out of the bathroom, clasped in my towel. "Perhaps a long sleep will. God help me if I cannot get it."

  Two hours later, I pushed my covers off and slipped a clean vest and joggers. I had been tossing on my bed, and I could not do it anymore. I went to Elysha's room and kissed her forehead, "I will be back soon, baby," I said as she turned on her side and clutched Barbie tighter. I tiptoed towards Lily's room and peeped too; she was fast asleep.

  I grabbed a bottle of red wine, and I was at Audrey's home in less than fifteen minutes. Nights here were so cold here in Aspen. I sat down there in my car for another fifteen minutes, wondering if I should go home or knock her door. "What if she doesn't want me? What if I had misread all of this?” I asked myself over and over again, feeling like a love-struck teenager in the body of a forty-five-year-old man.

  "Fuck it! I'm doing this!" I said as I shut the door of my car and walked to the entrance of her house. I rang the doorbell, waited a while, and rang it the second time.

  "Oh my God, what am I doing? Elliot, you are a forty-five-year-old man at the door of a twenty-eight-year-old woman, who is too innocent for her age,” I thought, almost hitting myself.

  I was contemplating hanging my head and going back to my car when Audrey opened the door. She had a sleeping mask over her unruly hair and a confused look on her face.

  She was wearing a satin night dress. I could see her nipples poking out of her rob. My cock twitched at the glimpse of her half-naked body. "Oh my God, Elliot, are the girls okay? Where are they?” She continued with the questions, "What are you doing here at this time of the night?"

  “Pardon my manners, please come in," she said as I stood silent like I was not listening to anything. I placed my hand on my forehead, trying to think of something to say, but I didn’t even know how to start. She secured the door and turned back to me.

  "I'm so sorry, Audrey, I didn’t mean to bother you. The girls are fine," I said as I watched her shoulders sag and her body relax.

  “Oh! Okay! Please take a seat," she said, interrupting me as she led me to a comfortable couch in her living room and got some log.

  I could see her thighs and round ass as she turned her back to me and bent to stack the logs in the fire. She folded herself into a sitting position comfortably on the carpet and pointed at the bottle of wine I was holding. “What’s the occasion?”.

  "I couldn’t sleep, so thought I should bring some wine over. I am sorry to bother you this late. I know it was a silly idea." I said, scratching my head.

  “It’s all right Elliot. You can come anytime.” She said sweetly.

  “Oh, you can relax now,” I told myself.

  “Thanks,” I said.

  She said as she stood up and left the living room. Shortly after, she was back with a bucket of ice and two wine glasses.

  Is everything all right?” She asked

  dragging myself off the couch as I sat opposite her on the carpet. I looked at her as I saw her struggle with the bottle of drink.

  I knew I was too old for her and that was enough for me to keep her away at a distance. I knew I could get any girl on her knees, if I wanted. From ordinary girls to top models and actresses. I had come across so may girls throwing themselves at me. My inboxes were still full of messages from girls on my social media handles. But I never felt a need for anyone or maybe I was good enough to surpass my feelings as I wanted to devote my life to Shelley.

  But now I was melting for Audrey, every time Audrey was in front of me, I had no control. She was stunningly beautiful. And I couldn’t help but stared at her luscious pink lips that were just begging me to kiss. I could see the thin strap of her nighty as the robe was loose and it was now off her shoulder giving a perfect view of her milky skin.

  Once her gaze landed on me, her eyes widen and she looked down and I was caught in action.

  “Focus, Elliot. Focus.” I told myself shrugging the dirty thought off my mind.

  I took the bottle from her. “Let me help you with that.” I didn’t want to make her uncomfortable and rip her clothes apart with my eyes.

  I opened the bottle and poured our drinks as Audrey asked me a question that took me off balance. “Where is the girls’ Mom, Elliot? I have always wanted to ask; I just did not want to be too forward."

  I almost spilled wine. I served both our glasses, sat back, and cleared my throat as I told her about Shelley. I poured my heart out to her and told her how I lost the her after she gave birth to Elysha.

  “You remind me of her,” I said, refilling our glasses again.

  It was our third glasses of wine, and Audrey was now sitting beside me sharing a blanket with me.

  “Really, then why do you keep me at a distance? Why you are you so rude to me?”

  I held the bottle away from her as she made to pour another glass. “I think that’s enough for one night, Ray,” I said, moving the bucket to my side trying not to answer her question.

  “No, I want more,” she said, pouting like a child. I had never seen her cuter than this.

  “You don’t want to answer? Okay!” She tried to get up and fell into my laps. We held each other’s gaze for a minute before I placed a hand on her shoulder. Her robe was almost off her body. I could already feel my pants getting tighter.

  “Audrey, I want to kiss you,” I whispered as my fingers touched her soft cheeks. She looked at me with that lustful desire in her oceanic eyes.

  She swallowed hard as I stared at her lips. I leaned into kiss her as I brought my lips closer to hers. She closed her eyes and I slowly brushed my lips with he
r soft silky lips.

  Her head rested on my left hand as I deepened the kiss and I guided her to open her lips so that I could taste her mouth. She kissed me back but I could still sense that she was nervousness. My tongue explored her mouth.

  “You taste sweeter than I had thought,” I whispered as she blushed.

  I kissed her soft cheeks feeling intense pleasure. She shivered as I ran my fingers from her neck to her shoulder. I planted my tongue on her neck and kissed her slowly. I could feel her body trembling in my arms as I touched her. My fingers moved down to her arms as I softly moved the thin strap of her dress. I let the strap rest on her arm and kissed her and placed soft bites on her shoulder. She squirmed and bit her lower lip.

  I gathered her hair into my hand and pulled it back, nibbling on her ear. I smiled when I saw goosebumps flooding on her body.

  I kissed her lips once again running my right hand down to her breast. Her body shook in my lap, and she let out a deep moan as if something electrifying had just passed through her body when my hand reached her nipple. I pinched her taut nipple lightly. Her eyes were still closed. I kissed her eyes while still playing with her nipple and massaging her scalp with my other hand.

  "Oh…Elliot," She said and kissed my lips. I pushed my tongue into her mouth gently. I continued to kiss her as I ran my hand through her body. I wanted her to feel the intense pleasure she had never felt before.

  The alcohol effect over my mind was starting to lift now. And I stopped for a little while and held by Audrey in lap wrapping my arms around her body.

  She opened her eyes and looked down at me. “Is something wrong, Elliot? Why did you stop?” she asked, a crease forming over her forehead.

  “I don’t want to take advantage of you or break your heart. I just don’t want to hurt you, Ray… I might leave Aspen someday soon, what then?” I asked, looking into her eyes.

  “I have not asked you for anything, have I?” she asked, visibly angry. “I just want to have this moment without thinking of what happens after, can I at least have that?” She said, with tears running down her face. I knew I wanted her but never thought seeing her cry would give me heartache. "And if you do not want it, you can…"